The internal energy fluctuations around the expert named Ghost San who was good at tracking suddenly became violent.
It is gradually approaching the category of a second-grade master. Of course, it is not comparable to a real second-grade master, but if you suddenly use this move when fighting against others, you may be able to fight for a chance of survival from a certain death situation.
As soon as this strong internal force burst out, Gui San chased the person in front of him like an arrow from a string.
The housekeeper surnamed Zhang was not far from the people behind him, so he naturally felt the powerful aura suddenly coming from behind him, but he was helpless. Although he also had such secrets, if he used them rashly at this moment,
That is the true way to die.
After bursting out with power that is inconsistent with one's own realm, one will definitely pay a heavy price, because this type of technique may itself be a secret technique that squeezes the human body's potential in exchange for powerful power.
Butler Zhang had already felt the fluctuations coming from behind, and he understood that the people behind him were trying their best.
After the unknown master behind him erupted with a powerful aura, in just two breaths, a powerful aura that was only one point weaker than the previous aura spread out.
Gui San, who was still a little worried at first, immediately felt at ease. Although he and the middle-aged scribe belonged to the same force, they had not had much contact before, so it was only now that Gui San was convinced of what the middle-aged scribe said just now.
The powerful aura emitted by Gui San had already frightened the butler surnamed Wang who was running in front. Another aura erupting at this moment made him realize that the next battle would not be easy.
But he still didn't give up. Even if he persisted for a quarter of an hour, his young master would be safer.
But it was obvious that the people behind him would not give him this chance. Gui San, who had originally held back a little, no longer had any worries and went faster. In the blink of an eye, he got closer to the housekeeper named Zhang.
Seeing that he was only ten meters away from the housekeeper surnamed Zhang in front of him, Gui San kicked his foot on the ground and swooped out like a monkey, then clenched his fists and went straight to the back of the housekeeper surnamed Zhang.
Feeling the sudden blow from behind, the housekeeper surnamed Zhang calmly turned around and used the power of the fist behind him to open the distance again.
But with the blessing of the secret technique, the power of Gui San's punch could not be resolved by an ordinary palm made by the butler surnamed Zhang.
Suppressing the turbulent internal energy that was constantly rolling in his heart and a hint of sweetness in his throat, Butler Zhang's eyes narrowed and he no longer dared to look down on the person behind him at all. He only wanted to distance himself from the pursuers behind him.
But how could Gui San, who had finally entangled him with him, give up so easily? Before the time for the secret technique was over, Gui San kicked a big tree surrounded by three people, separated in the air, and came to the housekeeper named Zhang.
The top of his head stepped down.
If the housekeeper surnamed Zhang didn't pay attention, this kick would probably crush his head like a watermelon.
The butler surnamed Zhang would not wait for this to happen. He crossed his arms to resist Gui San's fierce kick.
The housekeeper surnamed Zhang took several steps back before he could release the power of Gui San's kick. However, although the housekeeper surnamed Zhang was not injured, he was completely stopped by Gui San.
The two of them didn't say much. They took a deep breath and clashed again. However, at the critical moment, Gui San's forward movement suddenly stalled. The originally surging internal energy suddenly became chaotic, and in the next moment, he fell to the third level.
edge.
The housekeeper surnamed Zhang, who was already despairing and ready to fight to the death, suddenly saw this and accelerated his forward speed again, heading straight for the Ghost Three-faced Gate.
The latter naturally would not let Butler surnamed Zhang kill him, so although his momentum stagnated, he still stopped in front of Butler surnamed Zhang without hesitation in the next second.
forward.
If he got out of the way at this moment, everything he had just done would be in vain. This was something he didn't want to see, and the forces behind him didn't want to see it either.
As soon as the butler named Zhang and Gui San fought against each other, the former caught the flaw. The originally strong Gui San was caught in the latter's hand like a chicken, and then he smashed him behind him.
At this moment, Gui San's aura had completely fallen below the third level, and even continued to drop due to the ruthless attacks of Butler Zhang. At this moment, if Butler Zhang was willing, he could kill him with just one move.
But now the housekeeper surnamed Zhang has no time, because at this moment, the middle-aged scribe who is only slightly slower than Gui San has arrived. If he doesn't leave, the housekeeper surnamed Zhang will be entangled again.
Although the middle-aged scribe also used secret techniques to improve his own strength in order to keep up with Gui San, his secret techniques were obviously much stronger than Gui San's. At least the sequelae were not as exaggerated as Gui San's.
In addition, he had not fully mobilized, so the middle-aged scribe's aura was only slightly confused at this moment, and it was not considered weak at all. Therefore, the housekeeper surnamed Zhang was not sure that he could subdue him in two or three moves.
In order to buy more time for Jiang Ergou and his party, the housekeeper surnamed Zhang immediately chose to escape.
But the middle-aged scribe who had obviously killed him would not give him this chance. He suddenly waved the folding fan in his scribe's hand, and countless hidden weapons went straight to the housekeeper named Zhang. In response to this, the housekeeper surnamed Zhang had to stop and was tired of dealing with it.
Then, I saw that the middle-aged scribe did not pay attention to the injured Gui San, but went straight to the housekeeper named Zhang, dancing with a folding fan to perfection.
I don’t know if the housekeeper surnamed Zhang has never encountered a master who uses a folding fan as a weapon before, but in the hands of the middle-aged scribe, he has been in danger time and time again.
It can be seen from this that the strength of this middle-aged scribe in his heyday must be higher than that of the housekeeper named Zhang.
Just after the two of them exchanged seven or eight moves, the Tigers and other people from the martial arts community behind the three of them rushed over.
The middle-aged scribe's confidants on Guisan's side went to give medicine and drink water, while others quickly surrounded the housekeeper named Zhang to prevent him from escaping again.
"Hahaha, you run pretty fast, but now you run again! I want to see how many legs you have grown! Damn it, you wasted so much of my time, I
I’ll go back and kill your whole family later!”
As soon as the encirclement was established, the third master's voice of rampaging tigers rang out from where the tigers were, but he did not take action immediately.
This made the middle-aged scribe Zou, who was still fighting with the housekeeper named Zhang, raise his eyebrows. If he hadn't known that this guy had a stubborn mind, he would have wanted to stab him to death.
Fortunately, however, several confidants brought by him personally joined the battle at the first opportunity. This suddenly greatly increased the pressure on the butler named Zhang. Suddenly, the situation seemed to be full of dangers.
Afterwards, several more people joined the fighting circle one after another, but more people just surrounded the housekeeper named Zhang.
Because the number of people besieging the housekeeper named Zhang has reached saturation, no matter how many people go up, there will be no better effect. On the contrary, it will easily disrupt the rhythm of others and give the housekeeper surnamed Zhang an opportunity.
But even so, Butler Zhang's defeat is irreversible, and he will be killed sooner or later.
Seeing such a situation, Xia Shanhu became more and more complacent, and even started to talk about some dirty things with some of his confidants, especially when he talked about the girl he saw in the inn before, his face was filled with tears.
An expression of indescribable excitement.
"Tiger descending from the mountain, guard
your position!"
Just when Xiashanhu took it easy and even put down his weapon and started to demonstrate some actions to his henchmen around him.
In the battle circle, the middle-aged scribe who was struggling with the butler named Zhang suddenly shouted loudly, which startled Xia Shanhu.
Immediately afterwards, he saw the butler surnamed Zhang who was coming straight towards him. Because there were many experts joining him, the middle-aged scribe was not willing to put in more effort, so he had already retreated to the edge of the battle circle and began to catch his breath.
But the emergence of such situations gave the housekeeper surnamed Zhang an opportunity to take advantage of it. He chopped down one person with a knife and then rushed in the direction of Xiashanhu.
At the critical moment, Xia Shanhu was worthy of being a master of the third level. He quickly gathered his mind and grabbed the man's saber before launching a counterattack.
But at this moment, the butler surnamed Zhang was already in front of him, and it would still take a little time before he could draw the knife.
For this little time, Xiashanhu did not hesitate to pull someone beside him to block him, then he stepped back and quickly drew his sword.
"Poof!"
The man he pulled over was only a fourth-grade man, so he was immediately chopped into two pieces by the butler surnamed Zhang.
The key is that the power of the sword in the butler's hand did not diminish, and he killed Xiashan Hu who was hiding behind him.
At this time, the tiger from behind had already drawn his long knife and chopped off the head of the housekeeper named Zhang.
If he couldn't avoid it, the man in front of him would end up with the butler surnamed Zhang.
Faced with this situation, the housekeeper surnamed Zhang resolutely chose not to retreat. He dared to fight for his life, but he didn't believe that even a tiger who had descended from the mountain would dare to fight for his life.
Sure enough, at the critical moment, Xiashan Hu chose to retreat and wanted to dodge sideways, but the long knife of the housekeeper named Zhang also changed and killed Xiashan Hu. Before Xiashan Hu's blade fell on his head, he tilted his body slightly.
, escaped this fatal blow.
In this way, the tiger descending the mountain made way for the housekeeper named Zhang. Between the two of them, two other things flew up.
The same arms, the same ears!
"Ah!!! Zhang, I'm going to kill you! I'm going to kill you!"
The tiger descending the mountain suddenly let out a heart-piercing scream, then covered his ears and squatted on the ground.
It turns out that at the critical moment, faced with the life-for-life tactics of the housekeeper named Zhang, Xiashanhu still lost an ear.
On the other side, the housekeeper surnamed Zhang, who had lost an arm, did not yell as loudly as Shushanhu.
Although his face was extremely pale, he still covered the broken part of his arm and ran away quickly, leaving only a large blood stain on the spot.
It was only at this moment that the middle-aged scribe rushed to Xia Shanhu's side amid the lightning and flint. Looking at the direction in which the housekeeper named Zhang disappeared, he kicked Xia Shanhu hard on the ground.
The key is that in the face of this scene, none of the losers of Xiashanhu stood up to stop him.
"You are an idiot who has failed to achieve anything but is prone to failure. If he runs away, I will kill you with my own hands. If I know that you let go of a first-level secret book, I believe your gang leader will not have any objections."
"Ah...ah...!"
At this time, Xiashanhu would not be stupid enough to refute anything. It was right to pretend to be stupid while he lost an ear. Although he was already stupid enough, he was still quite sober when his life was at stake.
"snort!"
The middle-aged scribe snorted coldly at the mountain tiger again, and then issued a deep command to continue the pursuit.
In the vast mountains and forests, the hunt triggered by a first-grade secret book is still going on!