The Strong, The Few, True Cultivators on Campus

In the off-road vehicle, the atmosphere was dignified, and Wu Da Ma sat with a golden knife. "This is a battle between the two repairers, and the strength is not weak. I suspect that the team members we lost last time were killed by one of them. (8) (1) Chinese网Ww『W.%81.Zw.COM》

"Oh, are you sure?" The man's voice rang again.

Wu Shenqi half a sigh: "OK, my intuition has never been missed."

"The last time our people were too big, so it would be bad for each other's words, but this time we go all out, this group of people can't help." The man's voice reveals a smile, no Wu The killing is decisive.

"Hey, this group of repairers must kill them all the time, dare to go to our world to mess, and don't want to live." Wu murder said arrogantly.

"This time there are two people who appear, and the other one does not know who it is."

"No matter who it is, it is also a dead end, killing the light repairers, this is the purpose of our Wu Zong establishment." Wu's voice reveals a chill.

"But this time it is really strange, a small constant balance will lead to two repairers, is there anything special here?"

"No, this is an ordinary city."

"I heard that Ye Tianlei is in constant balance. He is a local snake. Look for him to investigate. Maybe he knows what happened last night." Wu suggested.

"it is good!"

The off-road vehicle drove towards the Yejia Mansion, and finally stopped at the entrance of Yejia. Wu took the car and said to the guard: "Call Ye Tianlei came to see me."

Wu was only in his twenties, but he called Ye Tianlei’s name and let the guards stunned: "What are you looking for?"

Wu’s brow suddenly wrinkled. He didn’t look at the guard at all. He’s on the tip of his toes. The door that is a few meters high is like a flat at her feet. She falls steadily in the yard, stepping on the small steps. The house is gone.

Her steps were small, but very fast. In an instant, she walked to the door of the house. Feng Si Niang had already greeted her, apparently hearing the report from the guard.

Feng Si Niang looked at the person and stared at him. "Who are you?"

"Let Ye Tianlei come out." Wu simply ignored the wind Si Niang, and said straight to the door.

"Looking at Ye Tianlei first passed my check and said." Feng Si Niang is not good at face. Since the other party is not good, the temperament of the wind is not timid, but she is surprised that the other person's body is repaired.

Younger is actually a congenital product, the same as her cultivation, but the wind is four years old, but she is almost ten years old. It can be seen that Wu is not easy.

"You are the wind four mothers?" Wu asked.

"You know me?"

"Hey, twenty years ago, your reputation in Beijing was not small. Of course, I know that listening to people saying that you are a talented person, not worshipping under any famous teacher, but comprehending his own efforts and strength from some mischievous martial arts. After not losing those famous names." Wu Ruzhen has a few treasures to list the great achievements of Feng Si Niang.

Feng Si Niang smiled and said: "I have been in the past for so many years, but there are still people who remember the name of my four sisters. I don't know if I should be happy."

Wu shook his head seriously: "You shouldn't be happy, because I remembered you, you will definitely taste the defeat, and I will step on my feet."

"Oh, little girl, big words."

Wu’s actual action replied to Feng Si Niang, only to see that she had stepped out of a small step, and the hand had already reached the front of Feng Si Niang. She also said: “The skill you comprehend is called the wind knife, the wind is like a fire, the fire is like a knife. It is a very staunch martial arts. It is reasonable to say that women are not suitable for cultivation. However, you can understand the wind and the four mothers, and it is very powerful. Then I will use the martial arts just to fight against you today."

The voice fell, and Wu’s handcuffs were cut like a knife, even more frightening than the real knife.

This knife with a masculine temperament, more men than men.

Feng Si Niang also shot, that is, the hand knife, with the wind, the wind is like a fire, screaming and welcoming.

boom!

The two hand-knifes were chopped together, and a muffled sound was heard. A wind emptied from the place where the hand knife touched, and the two heads of the air flow dispersed backwards.

Both of them have a serious face, but their eyes are getting brighter and brighter, just like they met their opponents.

"Good effort, what is your effort?" asked Feng Si Niang.

"Fire knife!"

Flame knife, knife like flame, masculine.

"Good name, then I will try your flame knife with my wind knife." Feng Si Niang snorted and squatted, and instantly gave a feeling of height.

She is only one meter and six, and she looks very petite under the height of Wu Mi-8, but when she stands up, it seems as if she is tens of centimeters in an instant, which makes her feel taller in an instant.

This kind of momentum is not inconsistent with Wu, completely making up for the gap between the two.

“It’s a bit interesting.” Wu’s mouth is hooked, and a nicely-looking arc is revealed. However, even this smeared arc, with a masculine beauty, forms a strong contrast with her, giving a great visual impact.

The two men stepped back one step at a time, and then moved forward again, and it was a hand knife. The air seemed to be ignited, and the sound of the invisible air swayed, and the flowers and grass at the door were cut off and were in ruins.

As a party, the two people repeated the hand-knifes like a machine, slashing together, and everything in all directions was smashed. Not only did the flowers become a mess, but even a gully appeared on the walls of the house. The debris is flying.

"Stop!" Suddenly, a roar rang, and Ye Tianlei rushed out of the house and punched Wu.

The air was compressed to the extreme, and with the punch, the air made a thunderous noise.

The fist went straight to the Wumen Gate, but if Wu did not see it, he still waved his hand knife, as if the punch was not directed at her.

If she is hit by this punch, I am afraid that the head will be directly bombed. However, in the end, there is no scene of blood flying.

There was a hand beside Wu’s body, which had been a very white hand, almost morbid, and formed a strong visual contrast with Wu’s wheat-colored skin.

This one hand is not big, much smaller than Ye Tianlei's hand, but this one hand stretched out the five fingers and wrapped Ye Tianlei's fist, and the fist was difficult to move forward, and it stopped at the door of Wu. before.

"Don't fight, the fight is the most boring." The owner of the hand said that he is not tall, only one meter seven, very weak, standing next to Wu is like a child.

He smiled at his face, and the smile was like a spring breeze. But Ye Tianlei didn't have the feeling of enjoying the wind at the moment, but it was shocking and truly shocking.

This little man is similar in age to Ye Tianlei, but because his face has been smiling, people look young and human, and the human and animal are harmless.

But Ye Tianlei knows that he can't see through the other's cultivation, and that his punch in the opponent's palm is like playing in cotton, and there is no rebound force.

A palm absorbs all the power of his fist!

Ye Tianlei knows how big the power of his fist is, but the other party is so absorbed in the wind, he is really unbelievable.

"Who are you?" Ye Tianlei asked quietly.

The man let go of his hand, and Wu and Feng Si Niang stopped their hands. Feng Si Niang stared at each other, and she and her husband had too many taboos for this uninvited.

"My name is Ding Yi, she is called Wu." The man pointed at himself with a smile, and pointed to the martial arts, and then took out a token from the pocket that I did not know what the material was casting, engraved with a "wu" .

The token was taken into the pocket by Ye Tianlei and Feng Si Niang in front of him, but the two had already seen it clearly.

Feng Si Niang did not react much, even revealing the color of doubt, but she immediately saw her husband’s reaction very much. The two had never seen him react so much for decades, even the mouth was slightly twitched. Then, blurted out and asked: "Wu Zong?"

Ding Yi smiled and nodded: "I know that Ye Tianlei will recognize this token, and I really did not guess."

"Wu Zong, really Wu Zong." Ye Tianlei’s heart screamed, this Wu Zong he just listened to his father once, but that time will be unforgettable.

Wu Zong is a very special organization, which is superior to the government and major families. This organization is said to have been established for nearly a thousand years, and its masters are like clouds. No one dares to compete with it.

This organization rarely interferes with the affairs of the major families and the government. Their purpose is not known to outsiders, but as long as Wu Zong appears, it will certainly be a very serious matter.

If it was targeted by Wu Zong, it was really stared at by death. In the past, Ye Xuanji solemnly warned that Ye Tianlei should not be involved with Wu Zong, and must not be an enemy of Wu Zong.

Otherwise, even Ye Jia, only the part that was crushed into powder.

Ye Xuanji’s teachings are still in the ear. Ye Tianlei saw the real Wuzong people today. Although there is only one simple “wu” in the token, it is the token of Wu Zong. No one dares to doubt its true. Sex, no one dares to fake this token.

Moreover, for many people, Wu Zong is simply a non-existent organization, and only the world's top forces know its existence.

Feng Si Niang looked at her husband whose face was uncertain. She already understood the seriousness of the matter. She was especially vigilant about the two people, and the body was in a state of readiness, and it was possible to injure people at any time.

As for the word Wu Zong, she is unheard of, she is very curious, but it did not ask.

Ye Tianlei took a deep breath and tried to resist his inner feelings. He asked: "Don't ask Wu Zong to find me Ye Tianlei's advice?"

Ding Yi smiled more vigorously and said: "Yes, I was not intimidated by the name of my Wu Zong. Among the people I have seen these years, you Ye Tianlei wants to be a good person. I will come to you with all my hard work, of course Something is wrong, but your hospitality is indeed debatable, and we are not invited to sit in and sit down."

Ding Yi’s tone is like the tone of a friend who has been dating for many years, but Ye Tianlei does not dare to regard each other as a friend. Even though there are thousands of unwillingness in his heart, he only has to reach out and guide: “Please!”