Chapter 939 Both losers

  Shanli is a very real person.

  He himself is very clear about this point, living well is more important than anything else.

   Therefore, before he is not the most admired disciple of the viewer, he has a very good attitude towards his brothers and sisters. He helps to sew and mend inside, and helps to complete tasks for free outside.

  Later, he became a disciple that the temple master admired, his attitude changed drastically, he was domineering, and strength came first.

  Before he plotted against Wu Zhuming, he pretended to be bright and generous, congenial with that favored son of heaven, calling him brother and brother.

  But when he could take away Wu Zhuming's many years of skill, he tore off the mask without hesitation.

  He can pretend to be a grandson in front of Zhuang Wen, but he thinks in his heart that he will leave after squeezing Zhuang Wen.

  He regards the people of Qingshuiguan as his enemy, and usually disdains to interact with them, but when it comes to life and death, he does not hesitate to abandon the so-called dignity, just to survive.

  The man with stern brows and eyes yelled with all his might: "Except for me, no one knows that he is...uh!"

  Shanli tried to cover his abdomen, but his body was nailed to the wall.

  The pain from the abdomen and the continuous loss of blood made him look at Zhuang Wen.

  This man is like his master.

   "Okay," Zhuang Wen smiled slightly, "You actually dared to save him behind my back, tell me, how should I deal with you?"

   At the moment Zhuang Wen made his move, several attacks came at the same time.

  Su He made the quickest move. He caught a glimpse of several attacks, but he always felt that there was one more attack, and he didn't have time to think about it.

  Su He and others quickly separated Zhuang Wen from Shan Li.

  Everyone present, except Zong Piaoxue, has been in love with Qingshui Temple.

  They had heard about Wu Zhuming's death, but they didn't know what happened. Looking at the appearance of Su He and Ji Ting now, don't think about it, just help protect Shanli.

  As for Shanli's crimes, it won't be too late to settle the matter when Wu Zhuming is found.

  Zhuang Wen raised his eyebrows and smiled.

   "Oh, all of you are in good health. If any one of you is injured, I will be sad."

   That is to say, when several people attacked him, he shot mercilessly.

   Facing the siege of several masters, he was leisurely and calm, and he was still able to tease Gong Nan who was not far away.

  Gong Nan injured his eyes and basically lost his fighting power, so he simply protected the way he came from, preventing Zhuang Wen from leaving.

Seeing that the corners of his lips were tightened, Zhuang Wen asked with a smile, "Since I have used Lao Tzu's body, how about using my son's body again? Letting you all die in the same way will be considered fulfilling for both of you, right?" .”

   Gong Nan tightened his fingers violently.

  He held back, did not have an attack, but silently took out other Taoist weapons as a support.

   Not far away, Shan Li, who was nailed to the wall, shouted a few words, asking Gong Nan to put him down, but Gong Nan ignored him.

  The haze between Shanli's eyebrows is even worse, so he can only do it secretly.

  Ten minutes later, Ji Ting flew out and hit a wall on one side. He held his heart and spat out blood.

   Almost instantly, he stuffed a ball into his mouth, and continued to attack Zhuang Wen persistently.

  This aged body is very experienced, and its inner core is extremely strange, making it a very difficult opponent.

   Fortunately, Su and the others really had some strength, and they hit him hard a few times.

  Ziqi and other monks directly showed their housekeeping skills.

  The string of pulp-coated beads in his hand kept emitting a lustrous light, forcing Zhuang Wen to not attack them in close quarters.

  Zuo Xiao even used the puppet line directly, either to block Zhuang Wen's attack route, or to deliberately send him to other attack routes.

   Zhuang Wen is not an ordinary person after all, and his strength is many times stronger than that of Young Master Long. In just a short while, Zuo Xiao's hands were dripping with blood.

  His face changed, he didn't care about being discovered by Zong Piaoxue that he knew other forbidden techniques, and he might be removed from the organizer, so he planned to use the spirit restraining technique.

  Su and Yu Guang noticed this and shouted, "Don't use it, if you use it, you will give him tonic."

   Before he finished speaking, he blew up the Taoist weapon in his hand.

  After being forced to back away, Zhuang Wen suddenly burst out laughing.

   "If you don't hurt me, I won't make up for it by hurting those players. If they die, you are all to blame."

   Zhuang Yan and the others changed their expressions, thinking about how the people in the village died.

  It seems that those players who are not strong enough have been arrested, and even placed in restricted places and become food reserves.

  Everyone hesitated to act.

  They are all kind-hearted people. Even if they want to kill Zhuang Wen, they don't want to sacrifice those players.

  Most of the players are innocent, even some Taoist hopes, they can't kill those Taoist hopes, and let this industry fall into chaos again.

  The cloudy eyeballs glanced around, and Zhuang Wen grabbed it unceremoniously from the air.

   "You guys are still too young and too soft-hearted, so it won't be a big deal... What's going on?"

  The relaxed tone suddenly rose, he tried a few times, and after finding no response to the restraint, he sank his face.

  He is not happy, but Su He is happy.

The man with a clear face smiled gently, "It seems that my junior sister has gone up the mountain. You may not know that wherever my little junior sister goes, any mess can be solved. She is kind-hearted, look Seeing those players who are suffering, how can they not make a move?"

  Zhuang Wenhei had a sullen face.

  He reasoned for a while, and finally knew who this little junior sister was. I just don't know whether this Qin Lele is really good or just a coincidence.

   "Shanli, is that Qin Lele really as powerful as you say?"

  Shanli, who was making small moves, paused. He quickly glanced at Su He and then at Zhuang Wen, as if he was judging what to say. If Zhuang Wen only coveted Qin Lele and ran to deal with Qin Lele, he would be safe.

  The red-haired young man walked quickly to Su He's side, "He might covet Qin Lele."

  Su He understood instantly, and a talisman flew out from his hand, sealing Shanli's mouth, making him unable to speak.

   "Of course my little junior sister is amazing." Pulling Zhuang Wen's attention back, Su He even put down the Taoist weapon, pretending to be very relaxed, "She's here, you must be finished."

   Several people imitated him, seemingly relaxed, but actually vigilant.

  Falling into Zhuang Wen's eyes, it's a stern look, that Qin Lele is definitely not as powerful as Shanli said. That's true, it would be too wasteful for him to break out of the siege and get seriously injured to **** Qin Lele.

  Zhuang Wen flicked his sleeves, "Without those people, it doesn't matter. Isn't it easy to deal with you?"

  He waved his hand, and the spirit in the mountain roared and surged towards here, almost instantly surrounding everyone.

   At this time, Zhuang Wen suddenly staggered.

  If Su He is aware of it, attack quickly, and Zhuang Wen wants to hide. According to his skill, he could dodge it perfectly, but this time he just barely dodged it.

   "Brother Thirteen has made a move, everyone seize the opportunity!"

  When Zhuang Wen was unlucky, it was when they were lucky!

   It took less than half an hour to see each other like this, and both sides were scarred.

  Zhuang Wen realized that there were other masters in the mountain, so he no longer wanted to fight, and turned around to leave.

   Just then, a rumbling sound came.

  In less than a minute, the entire cave collapsed, boulders fell, and dust rose.

  (end of this chapter)