Collectors in Food Captives

Chapter 537 Repelling the Enemy with a Kitchen Knife

Suddenly, the headmaster's pupils shrank!
Because the returned second junior brother and his disciple Zhuo Bufan were in a mess and staggered, obviously they were seriously injured!
The head of the sect was furious and said, "All the disciples of Tianmen Sect, follow me to defend against the enemy!"

After all, he stretched out his hand to his waist...

?

Where is my sword?
Grass!
sold!

It's not just the head of the sect, there are hundreds of people in the sect, almost all of them are fists, and everything that can be sold has been sold!

The head of the sect was filled with grief and indignation, he picked up a branch from the ground, and poured pure Qi into it, making an ordinary branch gradually become radiant!

It can be seen that the master's effort has not been dropped over the years.

There were countless pursuers behind Zhuo Bufan, the sect leader waved a sword energy to separate them, and flew to stop the pursuers.

The headman narrowed his eyes and said, "I thought who it was, isn't this the old cripple from the Nanshan market, and the corpse exorcist from the southwest cemetery? Why are you interested in visiting my mountain gate?"

Both of them are in the early stage of foundation establishment, and there is a considerable gap with the head of the middle stage of foundation establishment.

But at this moment, the old lame man and the Taoist exorcist burst out laughing.

"I said Daoist Zhanhua, where's your Qingning sword? Just use twigs to entertain our brothers? It's a bit too contemptuous."

The Taoist exorcist slapped the storage bag, and eight strong puppets with talismans on their heads jumped out. These puppets were made by dead monks, and they were covered with special armor. They couldn't see their faces clearly, only a pair of scarlet eyes in the dark night. flashing.

"Iron Refined Poison Corpse! All eight have been brought here."

Zhan Hua, head of the Tianmen Sect, said solemnly, his expression even more alert.

Each of these eight iron-refined poisonous corpses has rough skin and thick flesh, which can withstand the slashing attacks of various spiritual qi, and they all have the combat power of about ten levels of useful qi training, which is the accumulation of dozens of years by the corpse exorcist.

And the old cripple is not an ordinary person, he is a toothman in the Nanshan market, and he usually relies on reselling news for money.

This time the Tianmen sect moved too much, and it must have alarmed this person.

Normally, the four foundation-building monks of the Tianmen Sect would not be afraid, but now that all the valuables of the Tianmen Sect have been pawned, how can they defend against the enemy with bare hands!

Besides the eight iron-refined poisonous corpses, the corpse exorcising Taoist priest also has an ordinary training corpse, and the old cripple also has many subordinates, who ambushed first, Zhuo Bufan and the second junior brother were already seriously injured.

so many kinds of...

Zhanhua could only let out a long sigh.

"After maintaining stability for 200 years, is Tianmen Sect really going to be buried in my hands?"

The old cripple was not in a hurry to attack, but asked first: "What kind of treasure is it that deserves such resources from your master Zhanhua? We didn't even hesitate to sell the sect. We didn't have any malicious intentions, just asked to share a little bit, Master Zhanhua Why not do it?"

The head of Zhanhua said: "Stop talking nonsense, if there is nothing to do, please leave, if there is something to do... It depends on whether my swordsmanship is still sharp!"

"Hmph, don't eat the toast!"

The two sides fought to the same place, and various formulas and spells were intertwined like a shower. Although the Tianmen Sect worked together, they were unarmed and could only retreat steadily. Even the head Zhanhua suffered serious injuries twice!
Zhan Hua forcefully forced the two of them back, looked at the sky and roared unwillingly: "It's really the sky that wants to kill my Tianmen sect!"

"Go ahead and capture it!"

"Zhanhua, if not, today is your death day!"

"Hehe, it's been a long time since my training corpses have drunk the monk's blood. After defeating the Nitianmen Sect, I will have a few more training corpses!"

The old cripple nodded and said, "Don't worry, no one will snatch those corpses from you!"

And right now!
A figure leaped out of the Tianmen Sect!
Then it hit the ground heavily, a cloud of dust erupted, both sides were in shock, and the sound of fighting became much sparser.

Inside the smoke and dust was a half-fat middle-aged man wearing a uniform of a handyman. He looked like a handyman of the Tianmen Sect, and this man was holding a strange short soldier.

It seems to be a square knife.

"kitchen knife?"

"Don't stand still, just keep calling me!"

The old cripple yelled loudly, and the corpse exorcising priest also drove an iron-smelted poisonous corpse to attack the person holding the kitchen knife.

But at this time, something happened that stunned everyone. The middle-aged fat man was only one group, and the Iron Refined Poison Corpse split into two in an instant!
The Taoist exorcist said angrily, "How dare you hurt my baby!"

The old cripple was also in shock, Tianmen Sect actually has such a master?
However, judging from his aura, he is just a little trash who has practiced Qi at the first level. Is it a way to hide his aura, or is he holding a magic weapon?

Thinking of this, the old cripple's eyes on the kitchen knife became frenzied!
Zhuo Bufan lifted Zhanhua up, and his true energy surged into his body.

Zhan Hua coughed, and said vigorously, "Who is that?"

Zhuo Bufan focused, and then said in disbelief: "That man...why does he look a bit like a mountain cook?"

"Shanmen cook?"

Zhan Hua was taken aback.

I did see this person yesterday, and promised him to make good food, and gave him some formulas as a reward.

But I didn't expect that this person turned out to be a hidden peerless master, and he couldn't tell what his cultivation was, but he slashed left and right with the kitchen knife in his hand, and every iron-smelting poisonous corpse he encountered would be cut into two, just like cutting tofu.

After chopping four of them in a row, the Taoist exorcist almost vomited blood in distress. At this moment, he knew that even if he put all his money into it, he would definitely not be the opponent of this mysterious man!
With a wave of his hand, the Iron Refined Poison Corpse and a group of trained corpses scattered in all directions.

Disappeared in the morning sun in the blink of an eye.

The old lame man yelled and cursed, but he didn't have a temper, and quickly disappeared.

How dare you retreat so easily.

At this time, the cook was holding a kitchen knife and walking towards Zhanhua with a simple and honest face.

Zhuo Bufan immediately stopped in front of him, holding a wooden stick and said: "Who are you, why are you lurking in our Tianmen sect? What is the purpose?"

The cook was taken aback, and hurriedly waved his hands and said, "It's me, old man!"

"I know it's you, why are you lurking in Tianmenzong?"

"I... this... I can't tell!"

The cook was running around in a hurry, the kitchen knife in his hand made people feel nervous, and after a long time of organizing vocabulary, the guy finally said the most crucial sentence: "That... the distinguished guest is awake, he asked me to save people."

The giant is awake!

Greatly saddened and overjoyed, Zhan Hua couldn't hold back any longer, and burst into tears.

Then he wiped away his tears and said: "It's not in vain that I went bankrupt... I went bankrupt!!!!"

(End of this chapter)