The Wudang Junior Master

Chapter 21 Quan Xing Xia Liuqing

"Senior, please help us!"

At night, in a park in Tianjin, the lights are sparse and many places are hidden in darkness.

On a bench, Xia Liuqing, wearing a hat and with almost no teeth, looked silently at the guys kneeling in front of him.

These people are all Quan Xing’s leaders in Tianjin, and each of them manages an area.

But now, these guys are crying and wiping their tears as if their parents have died.

reason?

Haha, it’s nothing, it’s just that a dragon has crossed the river and a tiger has come down the mountain to Tianjin recently.

In just a few days, 80% of the people in Tianjin were killed!

Among them, there are many masters. After all, many old masters in Tianjin like to set up their foothold here.

No one could have imagined that a young Taoist priest who was not even twenty years old could have such strength.

"It's no use for you to beg me, an old man. Those old guys like Shuttle Ghost and Feiyun Knife are all dead. Hehe, I don't want to waste my life on them." Xia Liuqing laughed coldly.

Although they were all Quan Xing, he had no sympathy or anger towards the deaths of these "fellow disciples".

Upon hearing this, the leader with a crew cut quickly crawled to Xia Liuqing's legs and feet, crying, "Senior, you can't just stand by and watch me die. If this continues, all of us in Jinmen will be killed by that little Taoist priest!"

Xia Liuqing frowned and wanted to kick the crew cut away, but he noticed something and turned to look towards the end of the park path.

Tread-tap-

The footsteps came from far away and the person coming did not seem to hide his intentions.

Only when the figure appeared under the street light did everyone see the appearance of the person.

The expressions of the men with crew cuts who were crying changed drastically, and Xia Liuqing was also very surprised.

"Yes...it's Zhang Wuling!"

Several Quanxing leaders rushed behind Xia Liuqing and looked at Zhang Wuling who was walking towards them in horror.

Xia Liuqing glanced back and cursed, "What a loser!"

Zhang Wuling stopped after approaching and said slowly, "I'm tired of killing people after a few days. This method is indeed the best. It's worth it for me to follow you around for so long."

As he spoke, Zhang Wuling opened his right hand, and a golden light flew out from behind the collar of the man with the crew cut neck, fell into his palm and disappeared.

Xia Liuqing narrowed his eyes and said, "Golden Light Curse, boy, aren't you a Taoist priest from Wudang?"

Zhang Wuling looked at Xia Liuqing but didn't answer. Instead, he first sized him up and feigned surprise, saying, "Huh? You look so virile, yet you're still a virgin! This is the first virgin I've ever met. Could it be that this senior is practicing the virgin's skill?"

In one word, Xia Liuqinghong warmed up.

"You little bastard, you're looking for death!" Xia Liuqing raised his right hand and pointed with two fingers.

Lingxu Finger!

Zhang Wuling raised his hand and grabbed, crushing the incoming finger force. He smiled and said, "Xia Liuqing, the fierce and famous Quan Xing master, I believe I can get the information I want from you."

Xia Liuqing chuckled twice: "Young people nowadays really don't know how to respect the elderly and love the young. They just start fighting and killing as soon as they get together. It makes me angry!"

Godhead mask!

Xia Liuqing waved his hand, and a mask with black and white patterns appeared on his face. His power increased in an instant, giving people a sense of oppression.

Holding a black steel whip, Xia Liuqing said murderously, "Boy, watch out."

Swish!

Xia Liuqing was old, but his movements were not slow. In the blink of an eye, he came in front of Zhang Wuling and swung the steel whip in his hand.

Zhang Wuling's eyes flashed, his Qi flowed on his body, dragon roars and tiger howls rose in his muscles and bones, and a surge of Qi gathered.

Tai Chi Lion Power!

The punch was like a lion's roar, so powerful that it made the air tremble.

Facing this punch, Xia Liuqing felt helpless and instinctively held the steel whip across his body.

click!

The fist force exploded, cracking the black steel whip, and hit Xia Liuqing's chest in front of his horrified eyes.

"puff--"

Xia Liuqing spat out blood and his body flew out like a rag doll and hit the ground.

Before he could catch his breath, he heard a lion's roar above his head. Turning around, he saw a palm pressing down on him.

The head that had just been raised was pressed down again, pressed tightly against the cold ground, making people feel suffocated.

Zhang Wuling bent his knees and squatted on the ground, holding Xia Liuqing tightly with his right hand, like a tiger trampling its prey.

Not far away, several Quanxing leaders hugged each other, shivering, trying hard to hide themselves in the darkness and not be discovered.

coming! coming!

This is the scene, how familiar it is. All those Quanxing masters were suppressed in this way before, and their heads were crushed alive.

But I didn’t expect that even the famous Quanxing master, the renowned Xiong Ling, couldn’t withstand a single move.

Where on earth did this murderous evil spirit come from? Even if he had been practicing since he was in the womb, he shouldn't be so fierce!

Xia Liuqing supported himself on the ground with his hands and tried to struggle to get up, but he found that he could not move his head at all, only his eyeballs could move.

“Oh… Ouch… hum…”

After struggling for a while and finding it was useless, Xia Liuqing rolled his eyes and looked at the solemn face through the gaps between his fingers pressing on his face.

"Haha, what a monster."

"Kid, come and kill me if you want. If you make a sound, I'll be a son of a bitch!"

Xia Liuqing had long since become indifferent to death. He had committed so many evil things that any way of death was appropriate.

Although he felt somewhat ashamed to die at the hands of a junior, he had no choice since things had come to this point.

Upon hearing this, Zhang Wuling said, "Senior Xia, you also know why I came down the mountain. Hand over the person, and this is the end of the matter."

Xia Liuqing snorted twice: "Wudang's affairs have nothing to do with us Quan Xing. As a prestigious and upright Wudang sect, are we really going to wrongly accuse others?"

"Whether it's unjust or not, I, Wudang, will make my own judgment," Zhang Wuling said, "but the prerequisite is that you hand the person over."

"Damn it, let me be frank. I don't even know where that bastard Tu Junfang is. Believe it or not!"

"Is that so..." Zhang Wuling let go of his hand and slowly stood up.

Xia Liuqing didn't know what Zhang Wuling wanted to do, but at least he was free. He quickly covered his face and grimaced in pain.

Damn, that kid’s slap on my face felt like a reinforced concrete slab, so heavy and thick.

But the next second, a golden light came over and tied Xia Liuqing tightly.

"Hey, hey, hey, what do you want to do?"

Zhang Wuling put his hand down and grinned, "I'm tired of killing people. If I continue, I won't be able to explain it to the company, so I came up with a new idea."

"What?"

Zhang Wuling ignored Xia Liuqing and turned to the guys not far away and said, "You guys, go back and spread the news. I've taken Xia Liuqing away. If you need him, you all know what to do."

After leaving the message, Zhang Wuling grabbed Xia Liuqing, used the light body technique, and leaped away into the park.