Zhu Baokun's face turned pale, thinking that his master Dulingzi sent him to the Qingcheng Sect to intervene in the Qingcheng Sect, which was originally intended, but so far, he has indeed not leaked any of the Qingcheng Sect's martial arts.

When things have come to this point, how can we make a statement? It seems that there is a fierce battle in front of us, with many people on the other side. Sima Lin and the other two masters are not inferior to him. Today, I see that life is hard to save, and I thought to myself.

"Although I haven't done this, I have always been traitorous. Even if I kill it for Qingcheng Sect, I deserve it."

Now let your heart be clear and just say.

“Master was definitely not what I killed…”

Sima Lin shouted.

"Of course you didn't do it yourself, but this skill is what you taught me. What's the difference between you doing it yourself?"

Said to the two tall and thin old men beside him.

"Uncle Jiang and Uncle Meng, when dealing with such traitors, there is no need to pay attention to the rules of fighting alone in the martial arts world. Let's go together."

The two old men nodded, stretched out their hands from their sleeves, both holding cones in their left hand and hammer in their right hand, and crossing them from the left and right.

Zhu Baokun took a few steps back and leaned his back against a large pillar in the hall to avoid being attacked from the front and back.

Sima Lin shouted.

"Kill this traitor and avenge Daddy!"

He rushed forward, raised the hammer and hit Zhu Baokun's head. Zhu Baokun let himself go sideways and returned a cone with his left hand.

The old man surnamed Jiang shouted.

"You traitor, you have the reputation of using your martial arts."

The left hand pierced his throat, and the right hand hammered "Feng nodded" and hit him three times in a row.

The thieves from Qinjiazhai saw Xiao Chuan, the old man surnamed Jiang, so skillful and extremely strange, and they all became curious.

Yao Bodang and others nodded secretly, thinking.

"The Qingcheng School is famous in western Sichuan, and it is not a blessing to arrive."

Zhou Xuan saw it with relish, and Azhu and others were also staring at it.

Sima Lin was anxious about his father's revenge, and his tricks were too reckless, so Zhu Baokun could still deal with it. However, Jiang Meng and the two old men used the four key points of Qingcheng Sect to "stable, ruthless, sinister, and poisonous". They were stinging and hammering, and they were greeted with him. Zhu Baokun was in a difficult position, and in an instant, danger was everywhere.

Zhu Baokun was familiar with each move of the three of them. After looking at it, he thought of the changes in the next three or four moves. He relied on this, and then he fought against three and three, and did not support him. He then dismantled more than ten moves. He suddenly felt sad and thought to himself.

"Master Sima treats me very well. I know all the tricks used by Senior Brother Sima Lin and Jiang Meng. The practice of counter-attacks can deliberately hide your personal skills without revealing the most important skills. At this moment, the three of them naturally do their best to fight life and death, which shows that the Qingcheng School’s Kung Fu is indeed exhausted."

He was grateful to his teacher and couldn't help but scream.

“Master was definitely not what I killed…”

After being so distracted, Sima Lin had already rushed to a point away from his body.

The Qingcheng Sect used very short weapons and very small, and the strength was all about close combat. If Sima Lin's opponent was a different sect, he could say that he had already won 70% or 80% of the time, but Zhu Baokun's martial arts were exactly the same as him, and the two sides were equal in price.

Under the candlelight, the audience was dazzled. Sima Lin and Zhu Baokun made extremely quick moves, waving their hands around, and in the moment when their eyes were in favor, the two of them had already dismantled seven or eight moves.
Chapter completed!