Chapter 1120

1120 a poison gas bomb?

The people of the four families gathered here and sealed the gate and channel outside the demon sect.

Li Fan took a look. The old man who kept the door had been killed in the pavilion, and his body lay on the side of the window. The man from Sima's family is a young childe, about twenty-five or six years old, wearing a bun, wearing Chinese clothes, and carrying a symbolic Sima's short sword in his hand. Blissful nine swords, I don't know how well this brother practices.

The Ma family and the Hou family also sent representatives, old and young, who Li Fan didn't know.

The representative of Murong family made Li Fan's eyes shrink.

Murong Ying, it's really her. This time, she came to the demon sect in person.

The young master of Sima's family is around Murong Ying, desperately courting.

"It doesn't look good."

The voice of the saint sounded in Li Fan's ear, "the person I once loved most is now a stranger."

"Don't talk nonsense."

Li Fan snorted coldly, "she is not my favorite."

"Who is your favorite?"

The saint became curious.

"What's your business?"

"Curious, can't you chat?"

"Liu Zhu of your demon sect, can you do it?"

Li Fan said an angry word, but the saint suddenly froze, as if she were really scared by herself.

Li Fan is complacent, sample, fight with me, you are too young! My taste is heavy, and I'm even afraid of myself!

"The doorman, he is an ordinary old man."

The saint looked at the doorkeeper lying on the window of the pavilion and sighed, "three years ago, he was driven out by his family and had nowhere to go. Later, we took him in and asked him to guard here because he didn't know martial arts."

"Since it's for his good, he shouldn't be allowed to join your demon sect."

Li Fan said, "this is the magic cave. Only those who have died will live here."

"Partisan."

The saint glanced, "has our demon sect done anything unforgivable?"

"Haven't you besieged much?"

Li Fan sneered, "did you kill many people for the nine Buddha Sutra?"

"Is it an unforgivable crime to have disputes in the Jianghu? The nine Buddhas Sutra itself belongs to the strong. Why can't we rob it?"

The saint has her own theory, "besides, if you hand it in, we won't kill people."

"What's the difference between you and these guys?"

Li Fanyi pointed to the four families camping in the distance.

"Them? Huh!"

The saint sneered, "which one of them didn't come for" nine true skills ", but they all promised to say that it was to eradicate the so-called demon sect!"

"You're right. This is Jianghu."

Li Fan nodded, "they are all people fishing for fame."

"You are not the same, otherwise why don't you dare to show your true face?"

"I'm too handsome for fear that they will fall in love with me."

Li Fan said, putting on the red robe handed over by the saint.

“……”

The saint was speechless.

"Miss Murong, when do you think we can attack better?"

The young master of Sima's family was standing in the cemetery. Behind him was a servant girl holding a sunshade and hitting him on the head.

"You see, it's still early. Why don't we go sightseeing here and fight against the demon sect?"

"How to travel around the mountains and rivers before the demon sect is eliminated?"

Murong Ying looked at master Sima with disdain. "Master Sima is really interested, but I don't have this idea. If you want to play, just walk alone."

"Miss Murong is worthy of being the leader of Wulin and a model of contemporary Wulin!"

Master Sima was also cheeky. His face was as usual, and he continued to flatter, "it's worth learning! When I fight against the demon sect later, I will kill more demon cubs."

"If only master Sima had this heart."

Murong Ying looked at the entrance of the demon sect, "this demon sect is deep, and I don't know what happened to the Pathfinder in front."

"Why don't we go in now? Anyway, it's a mob. How can it be compared with my four families?"

Master Sima immediately volunteered, "I can lead the way ahead."

"The underground world is deep and long, like a maze. If you enter it rashly, you will only be trapped by the demon sect."

Murong Ying was very rational, "this expedition, I don't want to die or hurt too much."

"Miss Murong, you look down on these rabble too much, don't you?"

"Don't despise your opponents."

Murong Ying dropped such a sentence and didn't want to talk to master Sima much.

At this time, a gloomy Murong servant came out of the tunnel.

"Miss, it's dark below, and you can't see anything. Besides, there are so many secret roads that you don't know where to go."

"Sure enough."

Murong Ying nodded, "the six swordsmen are still inside. I'm afraid they have been poisoned."

"Six swordsmen? Those six masters?"

Master Sima seemed to have seen six swordsmen. "They are so good at martial arts that they should die here? I think they should just get lost?"

“……”

Murong Ying obviously didn't want to pay attention to the brain disabled young master. She glanced at the direction of the hole in the ground, and then said, "go to the two teams again, go down and have a look."

"I don't think it's necessary!"

At this time, an old man of the Ma family came over and directly put forward his own suggestion, "I had expected such a thing, so I prepared several magic weapons."

"Oh? What magic weapon is it?"

Murong Ying questions.

"That's them."

With a wave of his hand, the old man of the Ma family brought a plate with some black cans on it.

"What is this?"

"Poison gas bomb."

Murong Ying listened and looked at the old man of the Ma family more.

"Is it wrong?"

"Alliance leader, there are all snakes and mice below."

The old man of the Ma family had a fierce look, "it's harmless to die if you die."

"Right, right, right."

Master Sima nodded vigorously, "in this way, we also saved some strength."

"I also think it is feasible."

A thin man came over from the Hou family. He glanced at the unfathomable hole in the ground, "it's dangerous down here, and there's no need to die in vain. Throw some poison gas bombs down, poison those devil cubs, and let them know how powerful they are!"

"Come on, young master, throw one first!"

Although master Sima said so, he didn't dare to stretch out his hand, but ordered a thug to go over and pick up the poison gas bomb.

"Wait a minute."

At this time, two figures came slowly from the side.

The crowd looked over, and two people from the demon sect came over.

One of them was wearing the clothes of a demon saint.

"Well, it's the demon saint!"

Master Sima clapped his hands and laughed, "it's really broken iron shoes, and there's nowhere to find. It takes no time! Saint of demon sect, hand over nine... Die quickly!"

"Sorry."

The saint saluted them, "I can't do it this time. Li Si, go!"

Li Fan blinks. Does that mean me?