24 Traffickers
Suddenly, Wang Zhongqiang changed his mind: "I heard that my brother-in-law's family had a sword-transferring book and was found by Pingzhi a few days ago. Brother Yu has been envious of him for a long time. I wonder if I can have the opportunity to meet him?"
I smiled and said, "I read the sword score. Xizhi was very harmful to his body. Therefore, he was not allowed to practice Pingzhi. Brother Wang, you want... you want..." As I said, my whole body slowly fell down as if there were no bones, and fell to the ground with a plop.
Wang Zhongqiang shouted and countless Wang Jiajun, Wang Jiaju ran out from both sides. Wang Jiajun and Wang Jiaju came over and clicked several large acupoints on my body, and then used a rope to cut my hands back from my chest to my feet and tied them up dozens of them, then held me up.
I glanced at the audience and saw that Wang Yuanba's family and the Huashan Sect had arrived. Liu Ying and Tao Zi'an were escorted with acupuncture points. Wang Zhongqiang reached out and slapped me, and asked sternly: "Little thief, say, where are you hiding the evil-proof sword score?" There is no storage ring or something like that among humans, so he can't find my sword score.
Wang Yuanba said in a deep voice: "Mr. Hongxing, the evil-proof sword score is originally a thing of the Lin family. I think of you as long as you return the sword score to Pingzhi, we will not be difficult for you and let you go."
I smiled faintly, looked at Lin Pingzhi, and asked softly, "Are you what you mean?"
Lin Pingzhi knelt down with a pounce, climbed up to me, and tears fell: "Master is to rebuild my kindness, Lin Pingzhi will never forget it, but the child's parents died miserably. I just want to use the sword-passing technique to kill my enemies, so as to comfort my parents' spirit in the sky, and ask my master to help my child with filial piety!" After that, he kowtowed.
Seeing Lin Pingzhi like this, I felt a little sad, thinking that after all, this evil sword recipe was to be learned by him. It was God's will. In the second thought, I couldn't help laughing at my foolishness and told myself that this was just a game and there was no need to move emotions. But when I first saw the Sword of the Sword, I couldn't help but sigh when I read Lin Pingzhi. After watching TV, I was even more emotional. Now I've experienced it myself, but this feeling has come even stronger.
As soon as I hesitated, Wang Bo next to me raised his leg and kicked me, cursing: "Why don't you tell me where is the sword score?"
Lin Pingzhi went over to stop him and cried, "Don't hit my master!"
I sighed: "Do you know that the sword score is harmful?"
Lin Pingzhi said firmly: "In order to allow my parents to rest in peace under the fountain, I will do whatever I can to pieces!"
I nodded and sighed, "Forget it!"
I nodded and sighed, "Forget it!" The Nine Yin true energy was swelling, and my whole body was stretched out. I heard several "pa" sounds, and the layers of ropes tied to my hands and feet broke. Wang Zhongqiang on the left screamed in shock and reached out to grab me. My arms were intertwined, and a "three turns" in the Prajna palm made three sounds of "ticticaca". One of his arms broke into four pieces, and then a palm was printed under his ribs, and I was beaten away by me.
Wang Bofen on the right reacted and used his hand to grab the monk's captain. I used a claw to grab his wrist and twisted it. He turned it 180 degrees. He screamed in pain and kicked it. I went straight in the middle palace, pointed it on his lower abdomen and threw it out with a swing of his wrist.
I suddenly started an attack, and no one expected that I could easily escape from the trap under poisoning, acupoints and binding, and there were no signs in advance. When the two masters Wang Yuanba and Yue Buqun reacted, I had already pulled Lin Pingzhi to ten meters away.
Chapter completed!