A middle-aged man wearing white clothes and a thick beard walked into the library with sixteen people.
"This is Fan Wuyang from the White Lotus Sect!"
On the third floor where Su Que was, a martial artist looked down and said to his companion:
"I heard that Fan Wuyang is a third-blood warrior, and his unique skill 'Yin Wind Claw' is very powerful!"
"I wonder what the White Lotus Sect wants to do when they come here?" Su Que also looked down at the first floor and thought to himself.
"Ship all these books to me!"
Fan Wuyang shouted, and the sixteen people behind him immediately took out the cloth from the baggage behind him, spread it on the ground, and wanted to take out the books from the bookshelf and pile them on top of the cloth.
Fan Wuyang has been coveting Lujiazhuang's martial arts secrets for a long time, but Lu Jutian hadn't finished his martial arts yet, so he wasn't sure of winning, so he didn't come over.
Now that he was sure that Lu Jutian had lost his martial arts skills, he led his men to come aggressively to snatch the martial arts secret books.
"White Lotus Sect, don't bully others too much!"
A man wearing a leopard mask pinched his throat and screamed.
He didn't want to expose his face or voice to the White Lotus Sect.
"Yes, from the White Lotus Sect, don't bully others too much!"
Other martial arts people wearing masks shouted to the White Lotus Sect with their voices raised.
This group of monsters from the White Lotus Sect dared to prevent them from reading martial arts secret books.
They didn't believe that a dozen people from the White Lotus Sect could defeat hundreds of them.
"Noisy!"
When Fan Wuyang saw someone contradicting him, his phoenix eyes shot out.
He curled his hands into claws and grabbed the person who contradicted him first!
His knuckles were white, and when he took action, a faint cold air rose from his claws.
The martial artist who was the first to contradict Fan Wuyang saw Fan Wuyang's attack, so he stepped back, raised his fist, and struck Fan Wuyang's claws.
Immediately afterwards, Fan Wuyang's claws touched the fist of this martial artist.
This martial artist suddenly felt his fists were cold and numb, like a thousand tiny ice knives piercing his skin.
Just when this martial artist's fist was about to be destroyed by Fan Wuyang, the wind suddenly sounded!
The martial arts practitioners next to him also started to move. Two of them used fists, two used palms, and three used legs. They all attacked Fan Wuyang.
Fan Wuyang didn't want to get hurt, so he had no choice but to give up the martial artist who first contradicted him, and then dodge the attack that was about to hit him.
Most of the martial arts practitioners were aggressive. When they saw other people attacking the White Lotus Sect, those martial arts practitioners also attacked the White Lotus Sect one after another.
The sixteen White Lotus cultists who came with Fan Wuyang also had to fight.
Although Fan Wuyang is a third-blood warrior and knows the unique skill "Yin Wind Claw", his strength is the highest in the field.
However, he couldn't stand the crowd. More than a dozen martial arts people who were proficient in various Kung Fu came to attack him. He had a hard time coping with it for a while.
What's more, there are hundreds of people in this library. If these hundreds of people killed the White Lotus disciples he brought, and then all besieged him, he would probably not be able to get out of this library today.
brush!
Fan Wuyang suddenly grabbed it with his claws, and with a "chi la" sound, not only was a large piece of the clothes on the chest of the martial artist torn off, but also a piece of flesh on the chest was torn off, and blood dripped immediately.
The flesh and blood next to the wound showed a strange bluish-gray color.
After Fan Wuyang blocked a kick with his elbow, he took a step back and said loudly:
"Everyone, please stop. I was just joking and didn't intend to disturb you from reading the secret book."
Seeing Fan Wuyang retreating slightly, hearing Fan Wuyang say this, he then looked at the martial artist who had just been injured by Fan Wuyang.
Everyone stopped.
Since the White Lotus Sect has no intention of disturbing them, they don't want to fight against the White Lotus Sect either.
Although they besieged Fan Wuyang, they would definitely kill him.
However, some of them will definitely be pulled by Fan Wuyang to support him.
And no one wants to be the person who takes the back seat.
However, the White Lotus Sect has always had a bad reputation.
Even though Fan Wuyang said this, many people still couldn't believe him and still maintained a vigilant attitude to prevent Fan Wuyang from cheating.
Fan Wuyang put his hands behind his back, ignored everyone, and gave a low order to the sixteen people behind him.
Then, the sixteen people nodded together and walked towards each bookshelf, as if searching for something.
After about half an hour, sixteen people had searched all the bookshelves.
Then, sixteen people walked up to Fan Wuyang and whispered.
"Call your master!"
After listening to what the sixteen people said, Fan Wuyang said to the servant standing by in the library.
The servant did not dare to disobey, so he ran out.
After a while, outside the library, Lu Jutian's eldest son, Lu Jianghai, came here.
Although Lu Jianghai inherited his father's skills, he thought that he was still capable of fighting against Fan Wuyang.
If Fan Wuyang is alone, he is not afraid.
What he was afraid of was that killing Fan Wuyang would lead to revenge from the White Lotus Sect.
Therefore, he behaved respectfully and did not dare to offend Fan Wuyang.
"The library here doesn't have the 'wedding dress magic' that our family has?" Fan Wuyang said.
Su Que and a group of martial arts people immediately knew that Fan Wuyang wanted to find the "Magic for Wedding Clothes".
Although many martial arts people now look down on the "magic skill of wedding clothes".
And Fan Wuyang himself does not know how to practice the "Marriage Dress Magic Skill".
However, some low-level believers in the White Lotus Sect, or some fanatics in the sect, are willing to practice this kind of martial arts that can harm themselves and thereby greatly increase their strength.
The White Lotus Sect relied on obtaining the "Seven Injury Boxing Manual" to train a large number of low-level combatants.
If there is another "Marriage Clothes Magic", the overall combat effectiveness of the White Lotus Sect will increase again.
Lu Jianghai was stunned for a moment when he heard that the White Lotus Sect wanted to use the "Magical Wedding Art".
After all, the "Marriage Dress Magic Skill" is the secret skill of their Lu family, and they have developed feelings for this internal skill.
They are not willing to give it out like this.
However, the White Lotus Sect is becoming increasingly rampant.
If they don't give it, after Fan Wuyang leaves here, he will most likely call the White Lotus cultists from other places to come together and wipe out their Lujiazhuang.
"Forget it, from now on, Lujiazhuang will move out of Tenglong Town and live in seclusion elsewhere!"
Lu Jianghai made up his mind, and then sighed:
"Okay, Hall Master Fan, please wait a moment, I will get the 'Wedding Dress Magic'."
After about a cup of tea, I walked across the river and back again.
I have an extra martial arts secret book in my hand.
Su Que had sharp eyes. Even on the third floor, he could still see the four words "Marriage Clothes Magic" written on the cover of the martial arts secret book.
Then, he watched with his own eyes as Lu Jianghai handed the secret book to Fan Wuyang.
Fan Wuyang flipped through it, and after roughly confirming that the secret book was true, he stuffed it into his clothes.
Then, he put his hands behind his back and went to the bookshelves to find the martial arts that suited him.
He came here to obtain the magic power of wedding clothes, which was only one of his purposes.
The other purpose is the same as that of most martial arts people.
I just want to find a martial arts secret book suitable for my practice in the library.
Fan Wuyang, who was pacing with his hands behind his back, had no idea that he was already being remembered.