"You, you WOW
Old man Jindao looked at Ning Xiaolei and spat out a mouthful of blood again.
Knowing that he was a practitioner, he swore that he would never show his face.
This is good. I'm ruined. I haven't been saved.
"Ah
At this time, a scream came from the rear. After a long battle, Zhang jiuxuan finally killed his beard.
His hand went into his beard's heart and broke his heart.
"Ha ha ha, good death, everyone of Shuiyun sect, you are in heaven. You can see that today, the Lord is taking revenge for you and killing the bastard of Jindao sect for you. Ha ha!"
Zhang jiuxuan laughed wildly, and tears rolled down his eyes.
At that time, the former leader of all factions in the Tianyun mountains, after drunk, forcibly occupied one of his disciples of Yunshui sect.
The disciple was humiliated and died of suicide.
Zhang jiuxuan, as the leader of the clan, was furious when he knew about it. He took advantage of the fact that the leader of the Zhuang League was drunk and sleepy, resulting in his death.
However, all the factions in the Tianyun mountains did not listen to his explanation. They only recognized the fact that Zhang jiuxuan killed the leader of the Zhuang League, regardless of the humiliated and self killed disciple of Yunshui sect.
After discussion, regardless of their feelings, even if Zhang jiuxuan said that he was willing to take responsibility, one life was worth one life. All factions insisted on removing Yunshui sect.
Yunshuizong is at the bottom of every faction. How can he be an opponent.
Zhang jiuxuan is helpless and orders his disciples to escape. He is ready to sacrifice himself to stop the enemy.
Later, the ancestor of Yunshui sect, who was closed all the year round, came forward and fled with Zhang jiuxuan.
However, even the ancestor of Yunshui sect was only the strength in the middle of Huajing. Although he escaped, he was injured in the siege of various factions.
Before long, the old ancestor was surrounded and killed, but people of all factions were also seriously injured.
In the end, the only people who follow Zhang jiuxuan are those with the same strength as him.
Zhang jiuxuan fled and fought along the road. After killing the last enemy, he finally fell on the road where Ning Xiaolei met him for the first time.
"Qi Zhan is dead, and you are next. I won't let go of any of those who were stained with the blood of my disciples."
Taking his hand out of his beard, Zhang jiuxuan looked at the others crazily.
The people of all factions were scared to retreat by his eyes.
Zhang jiuxuan swept the crowd one by one, gritted his teeth and said, "Seven Star sect, Jindao sect, March sect, Mingguang sect, you four sects all slaughtered our disciples that day. If we don't kill you today, we Zhang jiuxuan feel sorry for those innocent and unjust disciples of our sect."
After that, Zhang jiuxuan turned to Ning Xiaolei and said, "young master, this is my private matter. Your status is noble, so..."
"No, Uncle Zhang, you are my man, and your hatred is mine."
Ning Xiaolei first shook his head and then turned to the people of all factions: "I don't want to kill innocent people indiscriminately. Those who killed Uncle Zhang's disciples that day will stand up automatically. I can spare the rest of you, or I will uproot them."
"You don't doubt my strength, and you don't doubt whether I have this ruthlessness. You can't afford to gamble."
"I'll give you a minute to stand up and don't let me do it."
When he speaks, Ning Xiaolei waves his chopping axe in his hand. The old man with the golden knife, who is tied by the wire rope, flies up into the sky with a big head, and his blood rushes up into the sky like a fountain.
Take back the wire rope, Ning Xiaolei's indifferent eyes sweep to the crowd, take out the mobile phone and start timing.
Seeing that a generation of famous experts were beheaded like this, people were scared, looked at each other and panicked.
The rhyme of the poem opened its mouth several times, but it didn't say anything after all.