Super Pirate Ship

"Senior brother, senior brother!!"

The other three disciples stepped forward to support the scarred man, otherwise the latter would fall to the ground and make a fool of himself.

Rampling played with the long sword in his hand, and powerful magic power was poured into the long sword. Suddenly, a three-foot-long sword light shot out from the tip of the sword. The sharp sword light actually caused the space to distort, and the ground was plowed out. Chasm, the four Wudang disciples looked horrified and pale when they saw it.

The strength shown by Ramplin completely shocked them. He held the sword between his fingers. They had only seen this kind of situation with the elders in the sect. They were all high-ranking elders. The Western man in front of them actually did the same. Strong strength.

"Okay, Rampling, give him the sword back!!"

Jiang Tian came back to his senses and said, Ramplin immediately handed the long sword back obediently. At first, the scarred man was suspicious of fraud and dared not accept it. Ramplin said impatiently: "Hey, do you want your weapon?" ?”

The scarred man then took the sword and looked at Jiang Tian with curiosity. He knew that the youngest person in this group was the leader. He knew that the person who came was very strong, and his tone was not as harsh as before, "Who is your Excellency?" Who? Why do you come to our Wudang Clan to provoke us?"

"I told you that I'm looking for someone. His name is Jiang Guozhong. Uncle Mu knows it!" Jiang Tian said.

"Mu, are you talking about Master Mu's uncle?" The scarred man was startled and looked at Jiang Tian in disbelief.

At this time, there was a burst of rapid footsteps on the mountain, getting closer and closer, and then a group of people appeared at the corner of the road. They were all Wudang disciples. The leader was a middle-aged man with an extraordinary bearing. "Zhang Yang, what are you going to do?" thing?"

"Uncle Huang, these people said they came to Wudang Mountain to find someone named Jiang Guozhong!" It seemed that the middle-aged man was of high status, so the scarred man said to him respectfully.

"I've never heard of this guy. The Wu-Dang Clan is not just a bustle on the street. They just look for people when they come up, and they don't drive them all down the mountain!" the middle-aged man yelled.

"But" the scarred man looked embarrassed, "the disciples are no match for them!!"

"Trash!!" The middle-aged man glared at the scarred man, and then looked at Jiang Tian. He is so young. In the world of martial arts, youth means low qualifications and low strength. "What's your name?"

Jiang Tian couldn't stand the arrogant behavior of this middle-aged man from the beginning, so he didn't speak. The middle-aged man couldn't keep it off his face. As a senior deacon of the Wudang Sect's outer sect, with so many disciples looking at him, he had never been... People are so indifferent that in Hubei Province, even those high-ranking government officials have to be polite when they see him.

The middle-aged man frowned and said to a disciple on the left: "Xu Wei, go teach them a lesson so that they know the majesty of the Wudang Sect!!"

"yes!"

The disciple named Xu Wei bowed his head respectfully, and just as he was about to get out of the queue, Ramplin rushed out and headed towards the middle-aged man very quickly, "How dare you be so rude to my master, I will teach you a lesson first !!”

"snort!"

The middle-aged man stepped forward with a purple aura on his face. When many disciples saw it, they all discussed in a low voice with envy: "Uncle Huang has cultivated the Ziyang Divine Art to the third level. It seems that he will soon enter the fourth level. This This strength is top-notch even in the outer sect!!”

A proud look appeared on the middle-aged man's face, and he punched out. The fist emitted purple light, and the sharp sound of breaking through the air was roaring and harsh. He could even imagine that the Western man would be blown away by him in the next moment. He was once With the Purple Sun Divine Fist, he killed a three-star monster and became famous in one fell swoop!

"quack!!"

However, the middle-aged man made a plan, Ramplin chuckled, completely ignored the middle-aged man's fist, and let the middle-aged man's fist hit his chest with a "bang", and then the middle-aged man's incredible move With his expression on his face, he directly lifted the latter up, just like lifting a chicken. The majestic magic power directly blocked the middle-aged man's internal energy.

"Come on, come on, let you feel what it means to spin around!!" Ramplin picked up the middle-aged man and started swinging him around, spinning 360 degrees, and the middle-aged man screamed in horror.

Other Wudang disciples retreated one after another. Master Huang couldn't even take the opponent's move.

"Ramplin, don't hurt his life!!" Jiang Tian's voice came. After all, he was a disciple of Wudang Mountain, and he couldn't do anything like fighting with his roommates, even though he was very unhappy with the middle-aged man.

"stop!!"

A thunderous shout came from the mountain. The sound came from very far away, probably several hundred meters away. But the next moment, the owner of the sound appeared at the end of the road. He was a Taoist priest wearing a gray robe, holding his hair in his arms. She has a bun with an air of immortality and is walking ten meters at a time.

Behind the bun-haired Taoist were four middle-aged men who were walking fast. Each of them had an extraordinary aura, much stronger than "Uncle Huang", and some even reached the 4-star peak. It seems that these people are the elites trained by the Wudang Sect in the past six months. .

"Uncle Mu, Uncle Mu, please save me!" The middle-aged man let out a shrill scream. His soul was about to be thrown out of his body. The most terrifying thing was that the internal force in his body was completely uncontrollable.

"How dare you act wild in our Wudang Sect!!" Taoist priest Bunkwan was furious when he saw Pulan Pulin playing with the middle-aged man freely. Since the status of Wudang Sect has been rising day by day, the entire martial arts world regards Wudang Sect as a holy land of martial arts. Or is it? The first time this happened, he jumped like a roc spreading its wings, stretched out his big hand to grab Ramplin, his fierce internal energy burst out, and his body was filled with purple energy.

Taoist Taoist Bun's Purple Yang Divine Skill is not comparable to that of a middle-aged man. The fifth level of cultivation has already reached its peak state, and he can unleash a powerful force of wind as soon as he strikes.

"Haha, good time!!"

Ramplin held the middle-aged man in one hand, and slapped the other hand out to meet the Taoist priest. With a "bang", a violent energy storm swept out in all directions, and the floor under his feet could not bear the fierce force. They burst into pieces due to force.

Ramplin took three steps back, while Taoist Taoist Bun Ji turned over and landed on the ground. When his feet landed, the ground was cracked, and the overflowing force tore the floor into pieces.

The Wudang disciples were surprised, who was this Western man? He could actually be on an equal footing with Elder Mu.

Mu Daoren was surprised. He was the only one who knew that he did not have the upper hand in the palm fight just now, but was at a disadvantage because he struck first, while the opponent rushed to meet the enemy. From your palm just now, he knew that in terms of internal strength, only He was afraid that the opponent was more powerful than himself, but in a life-and-death battle, Mu Taoren was confident of killing the opponent.

"Who are you? Why did you break into the gate of my Wudang sect without permission and hurt my disciples for no reason? Is it possible that you are deceiving no one in Wudang?" Mu Taoist said solemnly, his eyes locked on Ramplin tightly. He thought he Rampling was the leader of the group. (To be continued.)