Kung Fu Panda Breaking Through Marvel

Chapter 26 Starting today, the Qingcheng faction ceases to exist!

"What a secluded Mount Qingcheng!"

Standing at the foot of Qingcheng Mountain, Lin Pingzhi raised his head, and immediately felt refreshed and refreshed.

Qingcheng is secluded in the world.

It is the holy land of the Longmen Sect of Quanzhen Sect, one of the top ten caves passed down by old people, one of the four famous Taoist mountains in China, one of the five legendary fairy mountains, and one of the ten scenic spots in Chengdu.

It has countless names and countless legends.

Among them, the most famous legend is Sun Simiao, the medicine king who lives in seclusion here, and the white snake under the Leifeng Pagoda that was forever suppressed.

"Bai Suzhen at the foot of Qingcheng Mountain, cultivated this body for thousands of years in the cave."

"I don't know if one of my infinite soul lights fell into the world of Legend of the White Snake and had some indescribable relationship with Xiaobai Xiaoqing."

So many soul lights, should there be?
What I want is a reckless hero!

Lin Pingzhi: "@王林@阿宝, my family, I have arrived at Mount Qingcheng!"

Wang Lin: "Then what are you waiting for? Hurry up to the mountain and stun everyone in the Qingcheng faction. Don't forget to pick up equipment!"

After so long, readers are impatient!
A Bao: "By the way, see if there are any of the same clan of the white lady, it's fun!"

Wang Lin: "@阿宝, are you playing Qiao Xiaolong? That's right, the biggest characteristic of Qiao Xiaolong is transmutation, which is much more fun than Tiny Tiger."

Lin Pingzhi: "Where is the fun? Po is a mammal, and Qiao Xiaolong is a cold-blooded animal. This can't be fun, right?"

Wang Lin: "Why can't I play? The soft body is like a hemp rope, and the flexible snake body can act as a whip. It hurts like dripping wax when whipped on the body, and it can also penetrate..."

Abao: "Master Soul, are you just like Uncle Punishment, your brain is broken?"

【A Bao was permanently banned by Wang Lin】

Wang Lin: "In the future, can you use your brain when speaking, and learn how to organize language?"

【A Bao was lifted by Wang Lin】

Abao: "Yes, very capable!"

Hmph, is it amazing to have permission?
Lin Pingzhi: "Main soul, No. 1, you say I went up the mountain secretly, don't shoot a gun, or hold an AK47 head-on, let the Qingcheng faction have a taste of what is called a hail of bullets, a storm of thunder clouds?"

The former is more stable, the latter is more refreshing!
Abao: "The number one master in the world, still sneaking around? It's not necessary, it's just the Qingcheng faction, not Heimuya."

Wang Lin: "Ah Bao is right. AK47 is not fun, I will give you a heavy mortar, and blow up the Qingcheng faction!"

[Wang Lin sent an exclusive red envelope to Lin Pingzhi]

A Bao: "What a beautiful mountain, it's a pity that it's going to be shot."

[Lin Pingzhi receives an exclusive red envelope]

[Lin Pingzhi got 1 heavy mortar and 100 shells]

Lin Pingzhi: "I don't know how to use it, can you?"

Bao: "No."

Wang Lin: "No."

Who the hell would use this thing?

Everyone is an ordinary person and has never been a soldier!

Lin Pingzhi: "Forget it, I'll just chug along the way, it's not difficult anyway."

A shot into the soul or something, although refreshing, but it comes and goes quickly.

In contrast, he prefers chug chug, which has great staying power.

Lin Pingzhi went up the stairs, but before he had gone far, he saw a house and several Qingcheng sect disciples on duty.

"Where did you come from, you son of a bitch, dare to trespass on my Qingcheng faction, get out of here..."

Bang bang bang!
A gunshot took away the lives of several Qingcheng disciples.

"Damn it, just open your mouth to swear, the Qingcheng faction is like this? The people of Sichuan and Shu have lost all their faces!"

Lin Pingzhi blew on the non-smoking muzzle, his face turned livid.

Yu Canghai's tortoise son, bastard, what kind of dog did he teach?

A raccoon dog!
Look at the Huashan faction next door, that Yue...Lao...Linghu...Well, it seems to be called Lu Dayou, much better than you!
Qingcheng Mountain is too big.

Although there are hundreds of disciples in the Qingcheng School, most of them are in the Songfeng Temple on the top of the mountain, and there are not many scattered everywhere.

With a pistol installed with a silencer, the gunfire would not spread too far, and did not attract the attention of other Qingcheng sect disciples.

Lin Pingzhi went up the mountain and installed remote-controlled bombs in the secret place of the only way.

After installing hundreds of remote-controlled bombs, more than 20 Qingcheng sect disciples were dealt with, and finally reached the top of the mountain.

"who are you?"

"How did you come up, why didn't the disciples at the bottom of the mountain report?"

"Why do you come to my Qingcheng faction?"

A group of Qingcheng sect disciples surrounded him with unfriendly expressions, staring at him like a tiger.

Boom boom boom!
One after another, the sharp swords were unsheathed and pointed at Wang Lin.

People in the rivers and lakes always speak with swords.

Lin Pingzhi was about to speak.

Suddenly, one of the Qingcheng sect disciples shouted: "I recognize him, he is Lin Pingzhi!"

"What, he is Lin Pingzhi, Lin Pingzhi, the young head of Fuwei Escort Bureau?"

"Some time ago, the Fuwei Escort was wiped out by my Qingcheng faction. Only Lin Pingzhi escaped halfway, and unexpectedly came here!"

"Guzi, probably because he was afraid of my Qingcheng faction, so he took the initiative to bring over the Evil Resisting Sword Manual, in exchange for his dog's life?"

"Hahahaha!"

Everyone laughed and didn't pay attention to Lin Pingzhi at all.

Everyone in the Qingcheng faction knows the evil sword technique handed down by the Lin family's ancestors secretly.

Even new disciples who have just started for less than a year are no exception.

Lin Zhennan, who has the highest level of cultivation and the strongest strength in the Fuwei Escort, is only a third-rate guy in the arena, and he can't even beat the four senior brothers of the "Four Talents of Qingcheng".

What is there to be afraid of in front of this young man from a rich family with delicate skin and tender flesh?

Even if Lin Pingzhi is Monkey Sun, arriving at Mount Qingcheng is equivalent to arriving at Lingshan Mountain in the Western Heaven.

No matter how powerful you are, you can't turn the palm of Buddha Tathagata!
Lin Pingzhi looked deep into Songfeng Temple: "Where's Shorty Yu? I'm here to avenge my son, let him crawl over and lead him to death!"

It's just a group of dying people, what's the nonsense with them?
It's done!
"What, dare to be rude to Master, I think you are tired of living!"

"Cut off his hands and feet, and hand them over to Master!"

"Don't do anything yet! He may not have the evil sword manual on him, it may be hidden in other places, so don't act rashly!"

Dozens of Qingcheng sect disciples talked about it.

Suddenly someone shouted: "Get out of the way, the Lord is coming!"

Everyone gave way one after another.

A middle-aged man who looked a bit like Wu Dalang walked up to Lin Pingzhi.

Yu Canghai, the master of the Songfeng Temple of the Qingcheng School.

Five young men stood behind him.

Four of them are Hou Renying, Hong Renxiong, Yu Renhao, and Luo Renjie, known as the "Four Talents of Qingcheng".

And the youngest one is Yu Canghai's son Yu Renyan——

Yes, this guy is not dead.

Wang Lin's version of Lin Pingzhi is much better than the original version, and he is not a rich son who knows nothing about the world.

How could it be possible to meddle in other people's affairs and accidentally stab Yu Renyan to death for Yue Lingshan?

This fellow is lucky to have survived until now!
More and more Qingcheng sect disciples surrounded them, there were as many as three or four hundred.

"It's almost time." Lin Pingzhi whispered to himself.

The reason why he didn't act immediately was actually to gather monsters.

Gather all the disciples of the entire Qingcheng faction, and it will be a wave!

"You are Lin Pingzhi?"

Yu Canghai looked down at Lin Pingzhi from the high steps, "Turtle son, obediently hand over the evil sword manual, the master of this temple may show mercy and spare you!"

Lin Pingzhi sneered: "Three inches of dingu bark, obediently hand over all the martial arts secret books of the Qingcheng sect, young master, I might show mercy and spare your whole body!"

Hearing this, Yu Canghai's lungs were about to explode: "You, who are you scolding for three inches of Dinggu bark?"

You hateful scholar, he doesn't swear by dirty words.

At this moment, Yu Canghai was not only regretful, but also depressed.

I regret that when I was young, my master taught the Three-Character Classic and the Thousand-Character Classic, and I didn't study hard.

What's depressing is that learning is too difficult, much more difficult than practicing martial arts, I can't learn it!

"It was you who scolded! Well, I was wrong, you are much worse than Wu Dalang, you are not even as good as three inches of Dinggu bark, so forget about calling you Shorty Yu, you are not worthy of such a wonderful vocabulary!"

"Turtle son, you are courting death!"

Yu Canghai was furious, like a big crane, he flew towards Wang Lin with a cruel expression.

A mere Lin Pingzhi, isn't he easy to catch?

However, in the next moment, he saw Lin Pingzhi raised his hand, and a strange iron lump appeared out of nowhere, with a black, thick and long tube on it.

In the dark hole, there is a deadly danger.

"not good!"

Yu Canghai's face changed drastically, feeling that the situation was not good.

This is the intuition of a quasi-first-class expert, even more accurate than a woman's intuition, and it has saved his life more than once.

With a long howl, he actually raised himself up out of thin air, trying to avoid the muzzle of the gun.

However, no matter how fast he was, it was impossible for him to be faster than Lin Pingzhi's gun.

One after another high-explosive bullets sprayed out from the gun barrel, and all of them fell into Yu Canghai's body.

"This is impossible……"

Yu Canghai stared wide-eyed, said the last last words with difficulty, and then fell like a dead crane.

"From today onwards, the Qingcheng faction no longer exists!"

Lin Pingzhi put away the empty AK47 automatic rifles, took out two brand new ones, and aimed the guns at the two or three hundred Qingcheng sect disciples in the Songfeng Temple.

Group space is good, changing guns is fast!

(End of this chapter)