Chapter 551

Lin Qingyan must have misunderstood something.

But now Zhang Chu doesn't want to go deep into it. The fall of the nun ghost is like lighting the fuse of the explosive barrel. The nuns around give out a low and oppressive roar. In an instant, all eyes are fixed on Zhang Chu. When one of the nuns attacks Zhang Chu, the rest of the nuns also rush on.

"Protect Lin Qingyan." Zhao Tang, who was beside Zhang chuchong, gave an explanation and pointed his feet to meet him.

In the face of successive ghost repair, Zhang Chu just raised his leg, constantly kicking up, repeating this action.

Seemingly simple and ordinary actions, but it implies mystery.

The toe is like an arrow. It flies out, then quickly retracts and shoots out.

The toe wrapped with Qi can break through the body protecting Qi of Xiugui without any resistance. At least it will be kicked away, and the tendons will be broken. At the same time, it will fall to the ground like mud, and the body will be inlaid with blood holes.

Just a few moments later, the war situation was reversed. The fierce and crazy ghost repair had to be slaughtered.

Actually

Zhang Chu can kill these ghosts faster.

However, the fluctuation of true Qi here is so violent that the practitioners in the village must have sensed it, and even many practitioners have been moved by the wind and dare to come here.

In order to avoid the disclosure of his identity, Zhang Chu did not use his kung fu. He used the most simple and crude way to cultivate ghosts with almost brute force.

The physical strength of Zhuji in its peak period is much higher than that of the middle-term practitioners in terms of speed, strength and endurance, not to mention the ghosts with different strength.

The ghosts rush to Zhang Chu and fall down one by one. On the premise of no chance of winning, these ghosts have no intention of retreating. After all, they are possessed and don't know what fear is. After several short battles, the repair ghost has been damaged by more than half.

At this moment, bursts of shouts came from the rear.

A glimpse of Zhang Chu Yu Guang, as expected! Countless practitioners came out of the village and killed them here.

These practitioners are not stupid.

We all know in our hearts that it is a hidden danger for anyone to let Xiugui wander around the village.

Therefore, in the aspect of eliminating ghosts, our goals are highly consistent.

After Zhang Chu kicked an old Xiugui, he didn't make any more attacks, but the remaining Xiugui was immediately submerged by the army of Xiuzhe.

In a flash, the colorful skills, like a bright meteor, will paint the night sky bright.

I don't know. I thought there was a concert here.

In just a few moments, the battle was over, and all the ghosts were killed. The practitioners seemed to have won a big battle, or squatted on the hood, or stood on the roof of the car, and reveled wantonly. It seems that everyone is very depressed, and finally found a vent.

No one noticed Zhang Chu's feet, piled up into a hill of ghosts.

And before people react, Zhang Chu has turned around and left.

Zhao Tang took Lin Qingyan's shoulder and followed Zhang Chu. Because what happened just now had made Lin Qingyan's legs weak, he couldn't stand up at all. He was just like a chicken and was carried away by Zhao Tang.

"Chu... Leader Chu, who are you?" Lin Qingyan looks at Zhang Chu stupidly.

Even if the monks in the village didn't arrive in time, with Zhang Chuna's incredible strength, they could solve the battle in a flash.

This kind of terrible strength has exceeded Lin Qingyan's cognition.

I'm afraid... Only in the seclusion sect can there be such a strong one.

The problem lies in this. Why is Zhang Chu just a secular practitioner with such terrible strength?

Zhang Chu didn't want to answer, but in the face of Lin Qingyan's repeated questioning, Zhang Chu had to casually reply: "like you, I'm one of the fans of Dongzhou Zhang Chu, you didn't see, I even changed my name to Chu."

As soon as he said this, Lin Qingyan's eyes were bright: "sure enough!"

"As soon as I saw you in the village, I felt that we were fellow believers and believers of venerable Zhang Chu. It seems that we are not fighting alone, and there is salvation in the cultivation world." Lin Qingyan trembled with excitement. He broke away from Zhao Tang's hand and grabbed Zhang Chu's arm. He was very excited: "brother, what's your name?"

"Er... You'd better call me headmaster Chu. I haven't used my real name for a long time, even I forgot myself." Zhang Chu gave a ha ha and prevaricated casually.

Lin Qingyan took a deep breath, but still could not hide the excitement on his face: "well, no matter how much, since he is a fellow, why care about his name. Although we are each at our own door, we have the same faith. If there's anything I can use in the future, just open your mouth. "

Zhang Chu had a difference in his mind. He turned to look at Zhao Tang and found that Zhao Tang shrugged. Then he pointed to his head, suggesting that Lin Qingyan might have a problem with his brain.

What's the age of believers?

What's more, Zhang Chu is just doing what he wants to do. When did he get more fans like this?

That's not a good thing.

Zhang Chu said nothing more.

Lin Qingyan finally regained a little calm. Looking at his brother who had been broken up by the ghost, he could not help shaking his head and sighing: "maybe... This is the fate of the red flame gate."

"Good and evil are rewarded in the end." Zhang Chu understated the comfort: "you do not have to blame yourself, after all, you simply do not have the strength to save them."

Lin Qingyan said with a bitter smile: "yes, if I have the strength of Master Zhang Chu, it will be enough to rewrite the history of the red flame gate."

Zhang Chu secretly rolled his eyes, thinking that Lin Qingyan had gone crazy and unreasonable. Everything could be related to him.

But on second thought, I can understand.

After all... There are too many practitioners like Lin Qingyan in the world of practice. They are full of regret for the world of practice, but they have nothing to do. They have to turn their grievances and unwillingness into hope and place them on Zhang Chu.

The problem is that when Zhang Chu himself was a Bodhisattva crossing the river, he had no ability to help all living beings.

Blame the sour scholars in miaobi hall!

Idle egg pain, must give Zhang chufeng a "venerable" title.

Now Zhang Chu wants to keep a low profile, but he can't keep a low profile.

In Zhang Chu heart bursts of depression, a pair of eyes lurking in the dark, caused Zhang Chu's attention.

As early as before, Zhang Chu had already realized that this person was the elder brother who had abandoned the red flame gate.

Brother Ba followed Zhang Chu, but he kept observing secretly. That's why Zhang Chu still didn't want to use Gongfa in the face of the ferocious Xiugui.

I don't know what kind of heart this bully has.