Zongwu: Rebellion against Shaolin Temple and joining the Hehuan Sect - Chapter 30 5 to 1, the advantage is on my side!
Zongwu: Rebellion against Shaolin Temple and joining the Hehuan Sect
Chapter 30 5 to 1, the advantage is on my side!As early as when Xu Kun dealt with the first wave of disciples from the three sects, he instructed Bai Xueer to escort the female disciples who had just been rescued.
Although her words were filled with concern for the safety of these female disciples, based on Bai Xueer's understanding of Xu Kun,
I'm afraid Xu Kun despises their low martial arts skills and thinks they are in the way.
Even though she had this guess in her mind, Bai Xueer had no choice but to follow Xu Kun's instructions, because she was really too inexperienced.
Taking advantage of the locals' familiarity with the road, Bai Xueer quickly led everyone to hide quietly, waiting for Xu Kun to deal with his enemy, and then took the opportunity to rush to the headquarters.
After dealing with the fourth wave of enemies and letting these Hehuan Sect disciples hide, Xu Kun, with his tenth-level innate cultivation, discovered that a large number of warriors were rushing here, including many skilled fighters.
Who is Xu Kun? How could he be afraid of large numbers of people? In order to attract firepower and show off, he rushed towards the direction of enemy reinforcements.
In a short moment, they ran into local reinforcements.
The group of people who appeared in front of Xu Kun were more than a dozen guardians from the Mad Mastiff Sect, the Yin Chai Sect, and the Blood Wolf Gang.
The aura of these guardians looked weak and unstable, as if they had been forcibly raised to the innate level using drugs.
The three leaders were the elders of the three sects. If Bai Xueer was here, she would naturally recognize them.
Mad Mastiff Sect, Virtue Demon, third level of innateness.
Yin Chai Sect, Zhia, the third level of innateness.
Blood Wolf Gang, Special Yan, Innate Third Level.
The three men were each wearing the attire of their own sect, and just hearing their names was enough to scare the young, inexperienced people of the Western Regions into submission.
He was a master who had been famous for many years and roamed the Western Regions. His hands were stained with countless blood while he fought for the Mad Mastiff Sect, the Yin Chai Sect, and the Blood Wolf Gang.
However, in the eyes of Xu Kun, who had mastered the Dragon Elephant Prajna Power, they were just a group of old benches with low martial arts skills.
Xu Kun's body was as tall and straight as a pine tree, and he was like an army of thousands, standing in the middle of the road, blocking everyone's way.
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The three elders were also thinking in their hearts: "It's a pity that those useless spies, who boasted so much about the sky and the earth, turned out to be just a young boy. Even if he has been practicing since his mother's womb, how pure can his internal energy be, let alone the art of fighting life and death."
Originally, his group was discussing the siege of the Hehuan Sect, when a spy from the sect sent a message saying that a demon had descended from the sky and had killed nearly a hundred disciples in a short period of time.
The description was so exaggerated: as fast as a ghost, invulnerable to swords and guns, and able to kill without blinking an eye.
The sect leader is busy dealing with the top leaders of the Hehuan Sect, so he had no choice but to send us to take action. Once we capture the Hehuan Sect, the credit will be taken by others.
How not to be angry, how not to be annoyed.
The resentment in his heart naturally had to be vented on Xu Kun, even though he was a congenital master.
One enemy, fifteen friends
Fifteen to one, the advantage is on me!
Then he instructed a guardian to cripple Xu Kun, and then broke his limbs, torturing him to vent his anger.
A middle-aged guardian in yellow clothes stepped out from among the three sects and taunted Xu Kun:
"Boy, you dare to go against the three major sects alone. It turns out that you rely on your innate cultivation. I can kill those acquired wastes with one hand. Now I'm afraid you don't have enough confidence."
As soon as he finished speaking, the yellow-robed guardian circulated his internal energy, revealing his cultivation level, which was also at the innate realm.
"You little brat, if you give up your martial arts now and kneel down and kowtow to us 100 times, you can still keep your body intact." The yellow-robed guardian mocked
"You are also a waste in my eyes. If you commit suicide now, I promise to immediately save your soul and allow you to enter the Western Paradise ten seconds earlier." As soon as Xu Kun finished speaking, he began to count.
"Ten, nine, eight..."
"What? This guy is so arrogant. Is he yawning like a toad?"
"Fuck, he really lost his mind. He must have gone crazy to massacre my disciples."
"It turns out that I met a crazy monk. No wonder he has innate martial arts skills at such a young age. It turns out that he has gone astray."
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While everyone was discussing,
The middle-aged guardian in yellow could no longer sit still after hearing Xu Kun's provocative words.
As soon as he heard the countdown, the middle-aged guardian in yellow clothes began to smoke from all his orifices and his face turned as dark red as pig blood.
He laughed in anger, squeezing out a few words from between his teeth:
"Okay, okay, I never thought that I, Huang He, the pioneer wolf of the Northwest, would be looked down upon one day. I will make you regret coming into this world."
The middle-aged guardian in yellow circulated his inner strength, picked up a machete, and attacked Xu Kun.
The sharp force of the knife even made everyone feel that it would be difficult for Xu Kun to leave his body intact.
Feeling the sharp knife energy coming towards him, Xu Kun expressionlessly turned his palm into a fist, intending to fight the machete head-on.
Many disciples from the three sects couldn't wait to see Xu Kun being cut in half and blood splattered on the spot.
For those who live on the edge of a knife, fighting and killing are already commonplace.
Even if there is no bleeding for a day, the whole body will itch.
Under the heated gazes of the crowd, Xu Kun's fist mixed with his internal strength collided with Huang He's machete, which was swung with all his strength.
"Oh!"
A muffled sound was heard from Huang He's body, and then a figure flew out from the battle. His body fell heavily to the ground, and he slid for more than 20 meters before hitting a mound of earth. His body embedded in the mound of earth and gradually stopped.
As everyone looked at it, they saw that Huang He, who had long been notorious for his evil deeds, had been defeated.
In an instant, the atmosphere on the field became quiet.
Everyone took a deep breath to warm up the cold atmosphere.
"Fuck, monster, so strong!" This was the only thought in the low-level disciples' minds.