The Wudang Junior Master

Chapter 177: Boxer Master, Art is Explosion

"These people are the Taiping Dao?"

In a forest far away from the market, Barron and his two companions were hiding in the dense treetops, looking at everything happening in the distance.

Barron was fine, but Tang Wenlong and Tao Tao seemed a little surprised.

Both of them are from the younger generation of the Tang Clan and have never experienced any serious bloody battles.

When I saw the cruel style of the Taiping Dao people, I was somewhat shocked.

"These people are well-trained." Barron said in a deep voice.

As someone who had been in the underground dark world for many years, he could clearly see the level of the Taiping Dao people.

No wonder Zhang Wuling, who is so powerful, still needs to gather so many masters.

The strength of this organization cannot be underestimated...

"Uncle Barron, what should we do now?" Tao Tao asked.

Barron was very calm and replied, "Don't worry about it. Let's wait until they move in and enter the minefield before we take action. Acting now will only expose ourselves."

Tang Wenlong asked, "What about those people in the market? Are we just going to watch them?"

Barron turned and stared at Tang Wenlong, grinning: "Boy, I heard that your Tang Sect used to be a killer organization?"

Tang Wenlong immediately stopped talking and lowered his head in silence. He naturally understood what the other party meant.

Speaking of which, although Tang Wenlong and the others grew up in the Tang Sect, they were, after all, flower buds growing up in the new era. They had never seen or even experienced any cruel things.

Up to now, they have never seen blood or killed a human child.

Of course, after all, they are disciples trained through the Tang Sect system. As long as they have one or two experiences, they will grow very quickly.

"Let's go. We can't control their life or death."

Barron said to the two men, "When they enter the minefield, we will take action and at least eliminate some of those with guns."

"Yes!"

In the end, the three of them left quietly. As for the strange people in the market, they could only leave it to fate.

Similar battles also took place in the Southern Paradise.

However, the situation here is slightly better than at the market, but only slightly better.

He was hanging upside down, breathing heavily, his body covered with wounds, staring coldly at the two people opposite him.

One of them was more than two meters tall, with a sturdy body like a giant King Kong. There were hideous scars on his bronze skin, giving people a sense of ferocity.

The other one was a woman wearing a red cheongsam, holding two butterfly swords, with a sharp gaze and full of heroism.

Both of them were members of the Boxer Society and were active overseas for many years. The woman was called Meng Xue and the man was called Wei Wushuang, nicknamed Kaishanhu.

"Fuck... two monsters."

He spat out the blood in his mouth, knowing that he would not survive today.

This group of people appeared out of nowhere and killed anyone they saw without giving any chance to negotiate. Their methods were extremely cruel.

Especially these two guys, they are ridiculously strong and there is no chance of winning at all.

"drink!"

Wei Wushuang clenched his fists and slammed them to the ground.

The earth shook violently, the soil and rocks cracked, and jagged stone spikes were turned upside down.

Daodiao gritted his teeth and jumped to the side, but as soon as he jumped up, a flash of a knife appeared in front of him.

"FUCK!"

A golden light shone on Daodiao's body, and he could only take the blow head-on.

However, the blade directly cut through the golden light, and then the second knife fell, cutting off the upside-down left arm.

Daodiao's eyes bulged out, and before he could react, Wei Wushuang rushed in front of him and hit him with a fist as big as a casserole.

There is no doubt about the power of this punch. Dao Diao had seen it with his own eyes. This punch turned half of the paradise into ruins.

He forced himself to take a deep breath, squeezed out his potential, twisted his body and dodged the punch.

When the fist wind passed in front of him, Daodiao felt as if he was standing next to a high-speed train.

He dodged, but not completely.

The wind from the fist rolled the upside-down body back directly, and then a big slap landed on him.

That’s it…

The body exploded and turned into a bloody mist, leaving no remains.

Wei Wushuang withdrew his hand indifferently, and wiped the blood on his pants as if he was slapping a mosquito to death.

"Too weak, the people here are too weak."

Meng Xue put the two swords back into the scabbards behind her and said, "I heard that Nasenwei is not bad. There should be some masters."

Wei Wushuang nodded and looked into the distance.

"I don't know why, but since just now, I always feel like someone is watching us."

"Oh?" Meng Xue asked curiously, "Where is it?"

Wei Wushuang pointed towards the dense forest ahead and said, "Over there, it seems like there's someone there, but if there is one... hehe, he must be a master."

Meng Xue was a little surprised. "Even you are not sure?"

As a companion, she was very clear about Wei Wushuang's strength. There were only a handful of people who could make this guy unaware of it.

Wei Wushuang said: "If there is, at least his hiding skills are very high."

"Could it be Nathan Wei?"

"Who knows? You'll find out if you keep moving forward. You'll eventually meet him."

"Too."

In the woods, Ding Shiman and Lao Meng hid behind the trees, suppressing their breath to the lowest level.

"These two guys are so amazing..." Ding Shimaan was eager to try.

But he also knew that now was not the time to take action.

No matter how belligerent he was, he wasn't stupid enough to charge forward when so many people were holding guns.

He just likes to fight, not to die.

"These people are so cruel," Lao Meng wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, "They are truly vicious and cruel."

Ding Shimaan said: "We can't stay here any longer. That big fool is quite clever. Let's leave first to avoid being discovered."

"well."

Soon, the market in the north and the paradise in the south were all cleared out by Taiping Dao.

They did not clean up the battlefield, leaving the bodies lying on the ground and continued to advance towards the central area.

Now there is only the Nasen Palace left. After getting rid of this last group of people and transporting the sacred tree away, the mission will be successfully completed.

So far, the plan has been going smoothly.

The woods were very quiet at night, and the Taipingdao teams on both sides marched without encountering any obstacles.

They would never have thought that someone had set a trap in advance and there were a lot of explosives waiting for them to get in.

Barron hid on a mountain peak, holding a telescope, observing the progress of the Taipingdao killer.

"Almost there... We have entered the minefield."

"Shall we do it?" Tang Wenlong asked with a little excitement.

"Don't be impatient, let them in a little more..." Barron said calmly.

After about a minute, Barron realized it was almost time, so he pressed the button on his earphone and whispered, "Do it!"

As soon as he said this, Tang Wenlong immediately pressed the button and looked towards the minefield with excitement.

In an instant, a violent explosion resounded through the night sky, and flames burst into dazzling light in the dark forest.

It was far away, so I couldn't hear any screams or see any cruel scenes.

But the noise and the flames that burst out from the explosion were enough to show its power.

"Dry!"

Tang Wenlong's face flushed with excitement, and he blurted out: "It's amazing, this is simply art!"

Tao Tao was speechless. How could she not see the artistic value of this thing?

Apart from being louder and more powerful, it's not as pretty as fireworks.