The gray-shirted old man was slashed by Wu Ning, while Yan Banghao and the others were not Xiang Zhuangming's opponents.

The gray-shirted old man knew that he was not the opponent of Wu Ning and Xiang Zhuangming, and said, "Who are these two people, who are they and what sects, why do you want to interfere in our affairs?"

His tone softened a lot, he didn't dare to call himself an old man anymore, and he had an attitude of talking on an equal footing.

Wu Ning didn't rush to attack, and said, "We're just fighting unevenly, since you're going to kill us, we're naturally not welcome." ”

With that, he stepped forward and prepared to rush over.

"Slow. The gray-shirted old man stretched out a palm, signaled Wu Ning not to rush over, and said, "We are willing to give up Miss Qin, can you let us leave?"

"No way. Wu Ning said: "It's too late to say anything now, you want to kill us, you can't ask us to open up to you, there are not such good things in the world, you stab me, and I will let you go, isn't this stupid?"

The gray-shirted old man was speechless, obviously he was slashed, what does it have to do with Wu Ning?

However, knowing that it was not Wu Ning and Xiang Zhuang Ming's opponent, he showed weakness and said: "Aren't you not injured? This time we were wrong, as long as you let us go, everything that happened before will be treated as if it had not happened." ”

Wu Ning didn't believe what the other party said at all, if the gray-shirted old man was so good at talking, he wouldn't ask himself what kind of sect he was?

"Okay, the last words are all over, right? Wu Ning lazily chatted with the other party, and rushed over with a violent wind step.

"Do you know who I am?" the gray-shirted old man made a final effort, and his tone became tougher.

"I don't care who you are, just kill you. After speaking, Wu Ning slashed over.

The gray-shirted old man quickly retreated and warned, "If you kill us, you will offend the Iron Bone Sect, and the Iron Bone Sect will definitely not let you go." ”

"Less verbose. Wu Ning said: "The old immortal, you are long-winded, you want to die, I will send you on the road." ”

The gray-shirted old man almost spurted out a mouthful of blood in anger, and while facing Wu Ning's attack, he shouted to several of his disciples: "Retreat, stay in the green mountains, don't be afraid of no firewood, report the news back, and let the master send someone to kill them." ”

Yan Banghao and the others also had this meaning, knowing that they were not the opponents of Xiang Zhuang Ming and Wu Ning, and it was not suitable for them to fight again, otherwise, the lives of several people would be explained here.

"Bang......" After a fierce chase and beating, Wu Ning finally jumped up, kicked the old man in gray shirt in the chest with both feet, and kicked him upside down.

"Poof......" The gray-shirted old man spat out a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground, with only half of his life left.

Wu Ning took advantage of the victory to pursue, originally he didn't want to share life and death with the gray-shirted old man and others, but if the gray-shirted old man and others wanted to kill them, then it would be a mortal enemy and could not be resolved.

"Master. ”

Yan Banghao and the others rushed towards the gray-shirted old man, wanting to rescue their master.

"Let's go. The gray-shirted old man waved his hand, although he wanted to save his life, and the dead friend did not die poorly.

But now that he is seriously injured, he is afraid that he will not be able to escape, so he can only give up the hope of escape to a few of his disciples.

Several apprentices who chased and killed the gray-shirted old man to Zhuang Ming pierced a young man's body with a single shot, and the head of the spear that penetrated through his chest had turned blood-red.

"Soul Chaser. The gray-shirted old man recognized this weapon and said in shock: "You are Xiang Zhuangming, the owner of the soul chasing gun." ”

"Poof......

Xiang Zhuang Ming withdrew his spear, and the apprentice of the gray-shirted old man fell to the ground in response.

He looked at the gray-shirted old man and said, "That's right. ”

The gray-shirted old man didn't know what to say, although Xiang Zhuangming's martial arts were not the first in the world, he also had a certain reputation in the rivers and lakes, and his strength was not weak, and it was normal to be able to resist the siege of several of his disciples.

When Yan Banghao heard that the man using the spear was Xiang Zhuang Ming, his face turned pale with fright, the name of the person, the shadow of the tree, at least Xiang Zhuang Ming's reputation was much louder than his reputation.

After knowing Xiang Zhuangming's identity, he was no longer in the mood to rescue his master, so he turned around and ran.

"Where to go. ”

Xiang Zhuang Ming pursued Yan Banghao.

A hint of ferocity flashed in Yan Banghao's eyes, and he grabbed one of his junior disciples and threw it at Xiang Zhuangming.

Then he killed one of his junior brothers, and slapped his master on the head, resulting in the lives of both of them.

He grabbed the bodies of his master and junior brother, threw them at Wu Ning and Xiang Zhuangming respectively, and then turned around and ran away, not daring to stop for a second.

Xiang Zhuang Ming couldn't control his speed, and with a poof, he pierced the body of Yan Banghao's junior brother.

This junior brother still had a way to live, because he was not directly killed by Yan Banghao, but was just slapped and saved.

But he was pierced through the body by a shot to Zhuang Ming, and he was completely unable to return to the sky, and he couldn't die anymore.

"Bang ......"

Wu Ning slapped away the corpse of the gray-shirted old man thrown by Yan Banghao with one palm, but he didn't expect Yan Banghao to be so ruthless that he even killed his own master.

He knew that he wanted to kill people and kill people, the gray-shirted old man and several junior disciples were dead, no one knew about him discarding his master and a few junior brothers and running away, everything could be made up by him, and it was useless for others to say it.

Xiang Zhuang Ming opened another corpse thrown by Yan Banghao, looked at Yan Banghao's back who was about to disappear from sight, and said: "This person is really vicious enough, even his own master and junior brother dare to kill, use them to block his attack, keep his life, and it will definitely become a scourge in the future." ”

"Let's go, let's go after him, hoping he can't escape. Wu Ning said: "If Yan Banghao returns to the Iron Bone Sect, he will definitely blame everything on us, saying that we did it, and we can't explain it when the time comes, and we will definitely not be able to get rid of the pursuit of the Iron Bone Sect." ”

"That's right. Xiang Zhuang Ming nodded, the other party knew that he was Xiang Zhuang Ming, and he would definitely not give up, and Wu Ning's name was also exposed, which could be found by the organizer of the martial arts competition, and it could not be avoided to be hunted down.

Wu Ning and Xiang Zhuang Ming chased and killed the past, leaving Miss Qin here alone.

Miss Qin, who had a beautiful and cute face, stomped her feet, but she didn't expect Wu Ning and Xiang Zhuang Ming to leave her alone.

But now the people of the Iron Bone Sect are dead, fleeing, no one cares about her, and she is safe.

Miss Jean glanced at the horses left here by the Iron Bone Sect, rode one casually, and hurried towards her home.