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Ning Zhong nodded and said, "I understand, brother feel relieved."

After thinking about it, Yue Buqun said again: "If there is nothing to do, talk to the Lin couple."

Under the Black Wood Cliff, it was only half a moment away from Zuoleng Chan's climb to the cliff. Because the distance from the top of the cliff was too far, everyone could not hear the movement, let alone the situation.

Inside the demon sect's main altar, there was a faint sound of tearing and killing, but for everyone who stayed under the cliff, it seemed to be a foregone conclusion, and there was no psychological reaction.

There were three thousand righteous people, more than two thousand people scattered everywhere, looking for the demon cultists who hadn't surrendered everywhere to practice Star-absorbing Dafa.

Nowadays, in addition to the people of the Songshan School, they are the masters of the major schools. They are self-reliant on their identities and can't be as indifferent as those of the small schools.

Tang Ying'e was expressionless, and looked up at the sky, "Senior brother's martial arts today, even I can't see the depth of it. It hasn't come down yet. If there is something to encourage him to stay, it's that the invincibility of the East is more than imagined. It's tricky."

Zhong Zhen said: "After all, the Eastern Unbeaten is also the first person who has overwhelmed the world for more than ten years. Now he is also a master of Star Dafa. Even if his strength is not as good as the master, he is also extraordinary. Even if he can win, he is afraid of spending Some time."

On the other side, Ren Yingying frowned and said softly: "Uncle Xiang thinks this leftist can really win the East Unbeaten?"

"Do you still remember that I told you that the new ambassador of the Guangming left, although that person looks younger than me, but the strength I have seen with my own eyes is really terrifying, if he joins forces with the East?"

Hearing Ren Yingying's hesitation, Xiang Wentian said solemnly: "Although your martial arts is high, but your eyesight is a little worse. Zuo Lengchan's martial arts is unfathomable, and my heart trembled inexplicably when I saw it. Above. I haven’t seen the Eastern Undefeated for many years, and I don’t know how high martial arts is, but I don’t know how high it can be. Even if you said that the person and Eastern Undefeated joined forces, I’m afraid they are not Zuoleng Chan opponents.”

Shangguan Yun said with a smile: "Sheng Aunt, please rest assured, even if the left leader can't take down those two, he can at least hurt one or two. And there are hundreds of first-rate masters here, all of them will be earth-shattering, who else is there in this world? Can't take it."

Ren Yingying sighed, "Yes."

They are not the only people with similar ideas, most of the people present are the same.

Although the East is undefeated like the sun, deterring the world for more than ten years, the world has changed. There are hundreds of first-class masters in the right way. The leader Zuo Lengchan's martial arts horror has not been seen in nearly a hundred years. .

"Look, something has fallen!"

Someone whispered, everyone raised their heads after hearing the words, only to see a black spot falling straight from the sky, getting bigger and bigger.

"Could it be the left leader?"

"The leader returns in victory!"

"Something's wrong!" Tang Ying'e's face was serious, his eyesight was very strong, and he saw it vaguely that it seemed to be a figure, and the clothing was similar to Zuo Leng Zen, but the man fell vertically, without resorting to buffering, even with Zuo Leng Zen power It's terrible, and I'm afraid I will be seriously injured.

A drop of blood suddenly fell on his face, and a faint smell of blood entered his nose. Tang Ying'e's complexion changed, and at the same time he saw clearly what was falling from the world.

boom!

A corpse with broken hands and feet was like a meteor falling from the sky, slamming into the crowd, and everyone around had already seen the situation and dispersed.

When the fumes of smoke settled down, everyone fixed their eyes to see that the corpse was already bloody and bloody under the terrible impact.

However, they recognized the clothing.

"Hi!"

At this time, the blazing sun was in the sky, but everyone seemed to crawl out of an ice hole, from the cold head to the heels, their flesh trembling.

All eyes were on the corpse, silent.

quite a while

"Is this the leader of the Left League?" A righteous leader trembled.

"Is the Eastern Hierarch really invincible in the world?" A succumbed to the righteous demon cult incense master looked pale, with traces of regret in his heart.

"No! Impossible!" A disciple of the Songshan School couldn't believe it. "The head of martial arts is superb, how can the unbeaten in the East be an opponent, fake, this is not the head!"

"Uncle Xiang" Ren Yingying looked at Xiang Wentian blankly.

Xiang Wentian looked stunned, it was already impossible to take back what he had just said.

Zhong Zhen and Tang Ying'e looked at each other, both of them could see the look of shock in each other's eyes.

All the masters present at this time were all flustered inexplicably and uneasy.

"Hehe, everyone is neat"

A flat voice rang out in the ears of everyone unpreparedly. Although this voice was soft, it could not be heard by more than a thousand masters present.

Tang Ying'e was stiff, because a palm behind him was placed on his shoulder, appearing like a ghost, making him unconscious.

What shocked him even more was the voice. Although the owner of the voice had only seen it once, he couldn't forget it. To him, it was like whispering an abyss evil spirit.

Zhong Zhen, who was standing next to Tang Ying'e, looked behind him, his face suddenly changed: "You!"

Everyone saw the purple-clothed boy who appeared behind Tang Ying'e at some unknown time. You must know that Tang Ying'e and Zhong Zhen are now the top masters in the right way, second only to Zuo Lengchan. Seeing that he can't even guard against it. He was already close by the boy, showing the terrible martial arts of this purple-clothed boy.

For a while, everyone's fear increased a little.

"Ji Zuo Shi", many high-level demons who had experienced Ji Wushang's terrible body were cold, and they were terrified, which surprised many cultists who had never seen Ji Wushang.

"He is the new light left envoy of the Demon Cult, so young!"

"What Guangming Zuo envoy, is he Lin Pingzhi?"

Among the righteous people, someone had seen Ji Wushang slaughter three hundred underworld warriors, and recognized him, "When did he get into the Demon Cult?"

"Lin Pingzhi, the successor of the evil sword?"

In the past six months, there have been ups and downs in the arena, and the names of Lin Pingzhi and the sword of evil spirits have long been concealed. After the star-absorbing Dafa flooded the world, no one cared about the sword of evil spirits.

Many people heard that they were both the ambassador of the left and the descendant of the evil swordsmanship. They were confused. Only Zhong Zhen and Tang Ying'e knew that this person was weird.

They have all worshipped this person today, this person is like an abyss, bottomless, it is creepy, they don't want to see this person from the bottom of their hearts.

As for how Zuo Lengchan died, he naturally guessed the reason.

"You killed the head brother?"

Although Tang Ying'e was stiff and dared not to move, she couldn't help but ask, "Why are you doing all this?"

"What do you mean?"

Ji Wushang whispered softly, with strange suction bursting out of his palm.

"Star-attracting Dafa?"

Tang Ying'e was horrified for an instant, and his anger surged in a hurry. He wanted to escape from the opponent, but was shocked to find that he could not move.

It turned out that Ji Wushang had sealed his acupuncture points when he was close, but he himself hadn't noticed that if Ji Wushang wanted to kill him, he had already fallen into Huangquan.

Feeling the whole body's true energy flowing uncontrollably to the opponent's palm, Tang Ying'e gritted his teeth and urged the suction technique, trying to resist the opponent with the suction power.