"Senior Brother, do you think where are we going?"

In the car, a disciple of the Divine Fist Sect was playing with his cell phone and asked casually.

"Let's go to the provincial capital first." The elder brother looked at the night sky directly in front of him and said calmly, "With our strength, we have money in our hands, and we can gain a foothold no matter where we go."

"That's right, with the senior brother here, we can definitely live and nourish our lives." Another disciple of the Divine Fist Sect replied.

"Hey, how did you tell me how the sect leader died?" The disciple of the Divine Fist Sect who was driving said depressedly, "I thought it was the sect leader Qin Sheng who killed with his spiritual martial arts. Who knew that it was not him at all!"

"What if he doesn't matter, he's dead anyway." The disciple of the Divine Fist Sect who was playing with his mobile phone did not raise his head, "Even if the sect leader is still alive, we can't imagine those benefits."

"Yes, the sect leader is too stingy." Another disciple of the Divine Fist Sect sighed.

"This is not stingy, this is hiding your own personal gain!" The disciple of the Divine Fist Sect who was driving snorting coldly and said with a strange voice, "No matter what good things are, give them to his son first! We say we are disciples, but in fact we are similar to disciples. We are willing to give some small benefits. We don't even think about getting the real benefits!"

"Yes, even if the sect leader does not die, as the trend continues, the Divine Fist Sect will decline sooner or later." The disciple of the Divine Fist Sect who plays with his mobile phone said lazily, "Now it's just ahead of time. Even if Qin Sheng's strength is not spiritual and martial arts, it should not be underestimated. The sect leader fights him, and maybe he can't do anything to the other party."

"Thank you for your praise." Qin Sheng's indifferent voice sounded.

"This is not a compliment, but a fact." The disciple of the Divine Fist Sect who was playing with his mobile phone continued casually.

"That's a big deal, go quickly!"

The eldest brother, who didn't talk much, roared.

"Ah? Ah? Let's go, where are you going in this traffic jam?" The disciple of the Divine Fist Sect who was driving was stunned and confused.

"Yes...yes, senior brother, what's wrong?" The disciple of the Divine Fist Sect who was playing with his mobile phone was startled and raised his head to look forward. Out of the corner of his eyes, he suddenly found that Qin Sheng outside the car window was smiling at them. He immediately swallowed his saliva and looked stiff.

In my heart, I complained secretly, saying that Cao Cao will be here!

His crow's mouth actually called Qin Sheng!

The sect leader wishes the saint to win the battle with Qin Sheng, but they are not good!

Even the eldest brother was slapped away by Qin Sheng's three palms during the day and fainted.

Now Qin Sheng is standing outside the car, they can't run away even if they want to!

The other two disciples of the Divine Fist Sect also discovered Qin Sheng and were stunned for a moment.

Stiffly in the seat, daring to move.

"Why don't you say it?" Qin Sheng broke the silence.

"I...I..." The elder brother who leaned on the sidewalk swallowed and said dryly, "I... that, Lord Qin... Hello."

"Don't call me master, I'm not as big as you." Qin Sheng stared at the senior brother and said calmly, "Where are you going in the middle of the night?"

"We...we're going on a tour!"

The disciple of the Divine Fist Sect who was driving replied with a dry smile.

"Down for a trip in the middle of the night?" Qin Sheng chuckled, "No, it's so elegant."

"Yes...yes." The eldest brother sneered.

The other two disciples of the Divine Fist Sect also smiled.

"Since you are so intrigued, I won't disturb you." Qin Sheng raised his lips, said, and turned around and left.

"call--"

The four people in the car, including the eldest brother, immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

However, Qin Sheng, who had taken two steps, suddenly turned around and looked at the senior brother, and suddenly said, "By the way, I forgot to ask, do you know where Zhu Yingjie got half of the boxing score from my classmate?"

"Ah, ah?" The disciple of the Divine Fist Sect who was playing with his mobile phone had his eyelids twitching.

"This, this..." The disciple of the Divine Fist Sect who was driving also had a faster heartbeat, and his panicked eyes subconsciously looked at the eldest brother.

"We don't know this either." The senior brother, whose heart was beating rapidly but his face remained calm, said seriously, "Zhu Yingjie and his son, never let us know the good things in their hands. I guess only Zhu Yingjie knows where to put that boxing book."

"That's how..." Qin Sheng pondered.

"Yes, yes, only the master and the young master of the boxing books know where to put them." The disciple of the Divine Fist Sect who was playing with his mobile phone swallowed his saliva and said in a stronger tone.

"Yes, yes, those things, wishing the Holy Father and Son, never let us know."

"They were afraid that we would learn the main martial arts, and then, leaving the Divine Fist Sect, they had basically only produced some not-so-good ones."

The other two disciples of the Divine Fist Sect echoed.

"So that's it." Qin Sheng suddenly realized, turned around and was about to leave. He turned halfway, suddenly stopped, turned his head to look at the senior brother, and looked curious, "Since that's the case, why are your heartbeats so fast?"

"This... Isn't this your greatness, are we in awe?"

The eldest brother shook his hands, endured the throbbing, and said calmly.

"Oh." Qin Sheng knew it and nodded, "Since you are in awe of me, how dare you lie to me?"

Swish! Swish! Swish!

The four people in the car changed their faces at the same time.

The disciple of the Divine Fist Sect who was playing with his mobile phone almost jumped up and hit the roof of the car.

The eldest brother's eyelids twitched, and he shivered for a while, and sighed, "Good eyesight."

As he said that, under the unwillingness of the other three, he looked at him helplessly, he took out half of the yellowed secret book from his arms and handed it to Qin Sheng.

"This is the martial arts with only half of the heart technique, "Flame Slash"."

After the elder brother finished speaking, he sat in his seat exhausted.

The other three disciples of the Divine Fist Sect were almost the same, leaning on the back of the chair weakly, with a decadent face.

""Flame Slash"? Sword Technique?" Qin Sheng didn't look at the four of them, took the secret book, flipped a few pages before he realized that this martial art was not a sword technique, but a palm technique!

The grade is pretty good, the fourth-grade martial arts!

"Is Zhu Yingjie's vision very powerful?"

Qin Sheng praised, and then roughly finished half of the secret book. He immediately put it away and waved to the four senior brothers, "Okay, I will give this martial arts to my classmates. I wish you a happy journey."

After talking, he turned around and left and headed to West City Square.

The four elder brothers were left behind, with a look of grief and anger on their faces, but they were helpless.

"If we had known this, we would not have driven the car and just took the high-speed train. It would not be better!"

The disciple of the Divine Fist Sect who was driving angrily smashed the steering wheel.

"Yes, it's a pity that it's too late to say anything now." The disciple of the Divine Fist Sect who was playing with his mobile phone sighed helplessly.

"Hmph, this matter is not over!"

Another disciple of the Divine Fist Sect gritted his teeth.

"What do you want to do?" The senior brother turned his head and looked at him, "Even if Qin Sheng is not a martial artist, he is still the third-level peak of the warrior, and he is not something we can deal with!"

"Old Chen, you want to take revenge, don't implicate us." The disciple of the Divine Fist Sect who was driving said solemnly.

"You guys are really."

Old Chen was speechless, and then said coldly, "Of course I won't take revenge myself, but I won't let anyone with the surname Qin have a better life! He thought it was so easy to take away "Flame Slash"? Dream!"

"What do you want to do?" The eldest brother's eyelids twitched.

"What are you not doing."

Old Chen smiled evilly, "Anyway, we will never come back to Jiangcheng again. So before we leave, why not tell others about the news about "Flame Slaying" in Qin Sheng's hands? For example, the Xie family!"

"This..." The disciples of the Divine Fist Sect who were driving and playing with their mobile phones looked at each other.

The eldest brother didn't say anything, but his eyes flashed.

"Don't forget, "Blade Slash" is a fourth-grade martial art!"
Chapter completed!