Chapter 47

The flame on Wang xinglie's palm, when approaching Chutian, suddenly magnified several times, reaching the size of a millstone.

The flame palm, the size of a millstone, with an extremely terrible temperature, patted Chutian.

Chutian looked at Wang xinglie's palm, and when he was about to row on himself, his figure disappeared.

"This," Wang xinglie hit empty, pupil dilated, this is what raise speed, too fast!

"You're too slow, too." At this time, Chutian's voice sounded behind Wang xinglie.

Wang xinglie quickly swept his hand behind him, but he still missed.

"Ah, here it is!" On Wang xinglie's right, Chu Tian patted him on the shoulder.

"Why are you so fast?" Wang xinglie suddenly felt that he might meet a real master today. He was as unfathomable as his master.

But the young man in front of him is only twenty-three or forty-four years old! Wang xinglie is as tall as his master. He really can't imagine.

"Who taught you the secret of tianhuoyanxin?" Chutian looks at Wang xinglie with fierce eyes.

"Do you know the skill of our school?" Wang xinglie was shocked.

His master, nearly 70 years old, now devotes himself to studying ancient martial arts. Unexpectedly, someone outside knows his master's name. However, he was relieved immediately. It's normal to say that he doesn't know his master in the secular world. After all, the ancient martial arts are also in a semi reclusive state, and few people know about it.

As an ancient warrior, it's not surprising that Chu Tian knows his master. After all, his master is famous in the ancient martial arts world.

"Is Li Yanfeng your master?" Chu Tian didn't expect to meet Li Yanfeng's Apprentice here.

"Yes, my teacher is Li Yanfeng. I'm an orphan adopted by my master. I've been studying ancient martial arts with my master since childhood. I'm the second disciple of my master." Wang xinglie said that he would not do it, because he knew that he was not the opponent of Chutian at all.

"Since you are Li Yanfeng's apprentice, how can he allow you to do evil?" Chu Tian looks at Wang xinglie. Although Li Yanfeng is a fire skill, his temper and character have nothing to do with fire. He treats people like water all his life, has a mild temper, and basically does not participate in worldly affairs.

"I didn't agree with my master's idea, so I left the school." Wang xinglie said.

Although Wang xinglie ranks second in the school, his talent is only in the middle of the class.

Since he was 30 years old and reached the congenital state, he has not made any progress, so his temper has gradually become irritable, and he often conflicts with other martial brothers.

Li Yanfeng saw such a situation and punished Wang xinglie for a year.

Wang xinglie couldn't stand the punishment, so he left the school directly.

"Since you are no longer Li Yanfeng's apprentice, I don't have to give that old guy face. Go to hell!" Chutian light said, and then raised his hand, light blood red Qi, hovering in his hands.

"No, don't kill me. I said who hired me to kill you. Brother Hu of Jinlong group asked me to kill you. He used to be a registered disciple of my master. He was expelled from the school because he broke the rules. I'll kill you this time. " Wang xinglie is in a hurry. He didn't expect this. If only he didn't say he left the school.

"Even if you tell me, you'll die." Chu Tian looks at Wang xinglie.

Wang xinglie doesn't think about it. According to his meaning, if Chutian wins, he will tell the employer behind the scenes. If Chutian loses, he will die. How can there be such a good thing in the world.

Even if Wang xinglie is still Li Yanfeng's apprentice, for Li Yanfeng's sake, even if Chutian doesn't kill him, he will be abandoned.

It's just right. It's clean.

"Even if I leave the school, if I die, my master and brothers will revenge me. You'd better think about the consequences." Wang xinglie flustered, said such a thing.