I, Wudang’s Shepherd, Signed In For 50 Years

Zhan Kui gnashing teeth said.

"Oh."

"Then what can you do?"

"Do you work hard with Lin Chuan?"

" I can warn you that even my Master is not Lin Chuan’s opponent."

"Even if your Sect Lord comes personally, it will be for nothing."

Su Mei' er mocked said with a smile.

The same Demon Sect dísciple, Su Mei'er and Zhan Kui's relationship is not good.

Knowing that Lin Chuan can't be disobeyed, it's better to tease Zhan Kui.

"hmph!"

"Sooner or later, finish the matter, go back and continue planting flowers."

Zhan Kui grunted sadly.

Then, he stepped heavily on his feet and rushed towards the scattered martial cultivator like a rhinoceros.

Behind him, Su Mei'er walked in the breeze.

The ability of walking in the sky with one hand, suddenly scared and bald the others.

"Damn! Two Grade 1 warriors!"

The martial cultivators pissed their pants on the spot.

You said, what are you doing when you run Wudang Mountain?

I lost the challenge, and I didn't win my fame.

Now I have to take Xiaoming into it.

This is bad luck!

A group of people ran away crying and crying.

But there are always a few slow runners.

After being overtaken by Zhan Kui and Su Mei'er, there was a burst of hammer.

Together with the bald head and the big man, the two Grade 5 warriors have not been able to go through a round.

Directly knocked to the ground by two Demon Sect dísciples.

Upon seeing this, the rest of the martial cultivator is even more downhearted.

When basically escaping, I didn't even have the courage to look back.

Rear.

Zhan Kui and Su Mei'er just chased a few steps symbolically, and then they were disinclined to pay attention to the warriors who fled.

It just caught the slow running warrior and gave him a violent beating.

"It's over."

"Leave."

Zhan Kui and Su Mei'er vented like using these warriors as sandbags. .

He left without looking back.

"Ouch! It hurts me!"

A group of martial cultivator bloody nose and swollen face wailed for a long time.

About two hours later, they dispersed one after another.

In the following month.

There were two heavy news in the Central Plains Wulin.

One is a group of scattered martial cultivators boarding Wudang Mountain to challenge Chen Ergou.

Chen Ergou, who failed to make any move, beat these challengers to the ground.

This news is true or false, and many people are skeptical.

But after all, it is a rumor, so if there are too many people spreading it, it will inevitably be divorced from reality and even become a fantasy story.

As for the second news, it attracted the attention of Central Plains Wulin.

That is the Demon Sect dísciple of two Grade 1 warriors appeared under Wudang Mountain.

It's still the martial cultivator. They saw it with their own eyes and were almost killed.

Until now, in teahouses in various towns, you can occasionally see the bald gang.

Many martial arts people who like to listen to gossip will go to the teahouse to listen to the paragraph.

Demon Sect dísciple!

Two Grade 1 warriors!

Appeared in the Central Plains Wulin!

That one is scary enough.

But people are so strange.

Obviously feel terrible, but still can't help being curious.

So, since then.

A large number of martial artists appeared outside Wudang Mountain, and their target is undoubtedly Demon Sect dísciple.

Lin Chuan has a headache.

Look at Chapter 56, there is a big fool here

"senior."

"What's the situation under the mountain?"

Yin Huaiyu frowned, looked at Lin Chuan and asked.

The two Demon Sect dísciples mentioned in rumors are Su Mei'er and Zhan Kui.

Others don't know the inside story, but Yin Huaiyu immediately thought of it with his toes.

The key is that these are all arranged by Lin Chuan.

"cough cough."

"If I say that things are beyond my expectations, do you believe it?"

Lin Chuan said embarrassedly.

His original intention was indeed to use the hands of Su Mei'er to let martial artists know the existence of Demon Sect.

But the deeper meaning is to let those martial arts people who are trying to challenge Chen Ergou retreat.

After all, the Demon Sect dísciple of the two Grade 1 warriors hangs around Wudang Mountain all day long.

No one dare to court death easily!

However, he underestimated the extent of the brain damage of Central Plains Wulin.

Since ancient times, righteous and evil have never been balanced.

Even if you know you can’t do it, do it.

This is the purpose of martial arts decent.

Of course, people are afraid of death.

The decent people are also afraid of death.

Therefore, a large group of decent people stick to the outskirts of Wudang Mountain.

Besiege but not attack, specifically disgusting you, can you bear it?

Anyway, if Lin Chuan were Demon Sect dísciple, he would definitely be disgusting by the decent tactics.

Fortunately, Su Mei'er and Zhan Kui only completed the task assigned by Lin Chuan.

I didn't even plan to fight against the decent martial arts.

But it is not a solution to gather so many people around Wudang Mountain.

Especially for Wudang Sect, it seems to be isolated by the Central Plains Wulin.

Over time, the impact is very bad.

Therefore, the abbot and each Sect Elder have come to Yin Huaiyu several times.

Yin Huaiyu was forced to be unable to do anything, so he came to ask Lin Chuan.

"Hehe."

"I can't help it."

Lin Chuan gave a wry smile and shook his head.

He is not a wise man.

There are so many ideas and methods.

Wulin decent besieged Wudang Mountain, nothing more than Demon Sect dísciple.

As long as Su Mei'er and Zhan Kui are still on Wudang Mountain for one day, these martial arts decent gangs will not leave.

Unless, Yin Huaiyu and Wudang Sect are willing to release them.

In this way, two Grade 1 warriors leaving the Central Plains martial arts are no different from let the tiger returns to the mountains.

Whether the reputation of Wudang Sect is important, or the safety of the Central Plains martial arts.

Without Lin Chuan, Yin Huaiyu and the abbot will understand.

"oh!"

Yin Huaiyu looked at Lin Chuan and sighed.

The two discussed for a long time but couldn't come up with a solution.

Lin Chuan is more optimistic about this.

"Compared with Wudang Sect's reputation, it is more important for Zhongyuan Wulin to realize the power of Demon Sect."

"Whether Wudang Sect has been committed to doing this recently? "

Lin Chuan patted Yin Huaiyu's shoulder, laughed away from Free and Unfettered Peak.

Although the periphery of Wudang Mountain has been blocked by various sects of the Central Plains.

But the grassland for cattle herding at the foot of the mountain is still very quiet.

No one bothered Lin Chuan from herding cattle.

He still enjoys the sun and lives a comfortable life as usual.

Only when he returned to the familiar tree.

My old place has been taken over by others.

And the person who dominates is still a beauty in a black skirt.

"Why are you here?"

Lin Chuan is slightly frowned, slightly dissatisfied.

He was born in Wudang Mountain and he doesn't know many women.

There are even fewer beautiful women who are used to wearing black skirts.

Undoubtedly, this woman is Ling Yanxue who has been away for a few months and returned.