The room where Ye Tian was helped into was guarded by many other disciples of Fenglei Pavilion, looking quite vigilant.
The old man led Duhu and others to the corner of the village, with a cold look in his eyes: "The master of Fenglei Pavilion has been poisoned by syphilis, and he will pass out in a short period of time, and even lose his strength. At that time, we will fight together again. "
"Master, this matter is probably not that simple." Duan shook his head: "It seems that many experts have come to the Fenglei Pavilion, and it is not just the owner of the Fenglei Pavilion!"
"It is true that many masters have come, but Elder Chen has already arrived, and it is not difficult to deal with them." The old man showed a cold look: "Whether Qing Yunmen can be appreciated by the Demon Sect this time is up to us."
Dui nodded again and again, and his heart was full of killing intent. In order to get the approval of the Demon Sect, they had paid a lot. Now that this opportunity is in front of them, they will naturally not let it go.
In the middle of the night, the white-faced scholar and others came in and out of Ye Tian's room, as if something had happened, the old man, Duan Hu and others stood outside, trying to get in but were stopped.
"What happened to the little brother?" The old man kept saying, "If something really happens, we can't afford it!"
"If something happens, you don't need to worry about it. You should go to sleep." The white-faced scholar said, "It's fine if there are a few of us here."
The old man still didn't give up, but seeing that the white-faced scholar was so shy about them, they couldn't say anything more, but before leaving, they clearly felt that the breath in the room was weak, and Ye Tian seemed to be dying.
After getting this information, they were naturally ecstatic in their hearts. As long as Ye Tian lost his combat power, they would be half successful.
In the middle of the night, many disciples of Fenglei Pavilion fell asleep, and the old man took Dahu and others to hide in the dark with their enchanted souls, trying to stun many disciples. Deploy the Demon Sect.
"Master, I always feel that this matter is going too smoothly, and I feel a little panic in my heart." Dahu said aloud: "Is there anything wrong?"
"What can happen?" The old man frowned: "It's such an unlucky thing to say at night, since we have a good plan, they will not escape, today is a good day for Qingyunmen! Zong, there must be something to achieve."
Dumb nodded quickly, his eyes became more serious, he naturally understood what the old man said, being recognized by the Demon Sect is a great benefit in the 100,000 Dashan.
And not long after, all the smoke poured into the village, and the villagers in the village also left one after another. They were all Qingyunmen who could pretend to be, and they were not from Qingyun Village at all.
Fog filled the entire village, and many disciples of Fenglei Pavilion were still in a coma. They didn't know what happened, and none of them even woke up.
Looking at the mist in the village, the old man's eyes also showed a cold light: "Master Ye, Master Ye, it's no wonder we, it was the Demon Sect who asked us to do this, you are staying well in the city, why come to the 100,000 mountains to die !"
After finishing speaking, the village was full of flames and smoke, and there was no scream, but everyone knew that many disciples of Fenglei Pavilion passed out to death due to the massacres tonight, and they probably didn't know what happened.