Chapter 0145

On the outskirts of Jiyin Mountain, several Tanwu Fanjing from Xingluo Palace monitored Duo Pan's contact with the master of the Second Palace in Jiyin Mountain, and the spy who was closest to him appeared from the shadows.

"This subordinate joins the master of the Second Hall, Envoy Liu." The spy said respectfully.

"Don't be too polite. Is there any movement from the Extreme Yin Sect?"

"Back to the second hall master, the old man Jiyin hurried back to the mountain a few days ago, and there has been no major movement yet. The subordinates and others are worried that the old man Jiyin will appear, so they don't get too close. They are specifically in the Jiyin sect. What's going on inside, the subordinates and others can't detect it for the time being."

Zhun Zhongchi waved his hand: "There is no need to detect, call everyone out. Follow me into the mountain."

It is not a good job to monitor the Jiyin sect. Everyone knows that the Jiyin boss has a violent personality.

All six spies showed up, and when they saw Qin Wushuang beside Zhun Zhongchi, they were all curious, but no one dared to ask.

He said earnestly, "This is Qin Wushuang, my new closed disciple."

"Wu Shuang met fellow seniors." Qin Wushuang also knew the etiquette and said generously.

"Hehe, you don't have to be polite, Senior Brother Wushuang. With the Second Hall Master personally teaching, Junior Brother Wushuang has a limitless future ahead of him. Those of us who are seniors will be far behind."

Zhun Zhongchi was not polite, he laughed and gestured, and a group of people directly broke into the cordon in the gate of Jiyin Rang.

Zhun Zhongchi, an old Jianghu, naturally would not be ignorant of the location of the cordon. But within the territory of the Great Luo Empire, there was nothing he dared not go to. It's just a very yin mountain. Nature is no problem.

"Why abandon the sacred, hurry up and stay!"

"Stop, extreme Yin sect private land, trespassers, die!"

A group of people from the extreme Yin sect kept pouring out from the darkness, but these disciples were all acquired warriors. Although all of them were at the first stage of the true martial arts realm, they were obviously no different from ants in Zhun Zhongchi's eyes.

"Dead?" When Shui Zhongchi heard this word, his face darkened.

Then he asked: "Wu Shuang, how many people did the extremely yin old man kill when he went to your Donglin Town?"

Qin Wushuang said: "No less than a hundred people."

"Who are they?"

"Most of them are servants of my Qin family. There are also some past merchants." When Qin Wushuang mentioned this matter, he felt angry.

Zhun Zhunchi nodded: "Okay, it's not a gentleman not to take revenge if you have a grudge. You can't let this matter become a knot in your heart and affect your cultivation. In this way, we will go to Jiyin Mountain today. You will kill one when you see it. Until you think it is enough So far. Not to mention the extreme Yin sect. There are still hundreds of disciples. It is more than enough for a hundred lives."

The second hall master said this in a calm tone, as if slaughtering people from the Jiyin sect was just an extremely insignificant thing to him, as normal as eating and sleeping.

Qin Wushuang didn't make a move, and said, "Master, I killed the people of the Jiyin Sect today, and the Jiyin old monster must think that I am relying on the name of the master to pretend to be a tiger. The Jiyin sect. I will come again. Wait for the apprentice to cultivate." If we catch up with the extremely yin old monster, we will come to find him in person. For today's matter, the master can decide."

Envoy Liu and the six spies all cast appreciative glances at Qin Wushuang.

They originally thought that Qin Wushuang was really lucky to be able to worship under the sect of the second hall master.

Now it seems that they did not intend to use the name of the Second Palace Master to make a big splash.

For a narrow-minded person, given such an opportunity, he would definitely kill them, so why be polite? With a big backer like the second hall master, even if the Jiyin sect is slaughtered, the Jiyin old monster still dare not give a fart.

If there is a word of noise, the second hall will mainly destroy the old monster of Jiyin. It's just a little effort.

Zhun Zhongchi didn't expect that his newly recruited apprentice had such a personality, and he didn't show much on the surface. But my heart is really happy.

Qin Wushuang's choice gave Fu Zhongchi another level of praise for him.

However, just because Qin Wushuang didn't make a move didn't mean that Zhun Zhongchi would give up. He smiled coldly and looked at the extremely yin disciples pouring out from all directions.

Seven directions, a total of twenty-one people.

Now that he came here, he didn't make a move, and he didn't kill a few people, how could he deter such a tough character like the extremely dark old monster?

His eyes swept around and narrowed into a line. Suddenly he said lightly: "Twenty-one. If it's very good, it's good to make a show of your power."

The voice has not yet fallen, and the arm has not been raised, and it is almost impossible to see how he made the move. I just felt a blur in front of my eyes, and the fingers of the second palace master had already tapped around.

This lap down. A semicircular arc is formed.

The next three quarters. Swipe. There were twenty crisp crackling sounds in a row. Those twenty-one people were hit by all of them like twenty-one piles of wood.

It shattered and exploded into a cloud of blood mist.

Zhun Zhongchi's attack seemed to have something to do with it, even Qin Wushuang couldn't describe his speed at all. Because with his vision, he didn't see how he made the move at all.

It was as if there was just a slight movement of the arm. But just this time, the fingertips have already attacked twenty-one times in a row. Such a speed is no longer what the four words "appalling" can describe.

Envoy Liu and the group of spies looked at each other a few times when they saw this situation, admiring them, they also didn't see clearly that the second palace Xin was developed by you.

"The master of the second hall is so powerful that his subordinates admire him." Envoy Liu praised him sincerely.

"Hehe, it's just hot hands. Let's move on. Whoever blocks us along the way will end like this!" Zhun Zhongchi's tone seemed extremely domineering. Every gesture was filled with the majesty of a generation of palace masters.

Sure enough, all the way in, sentries kept jumping out. The end was the same, all of them were reduced to ashes by the second palace master's gestures.

At this time, the very Yin old man was thinking about how to escape from the Da Luo Empire, how to destroy the Qin family, and avenge Li Wuji, when suddenly six confidant disciples came together from outside the door.

"Master, there are powerful foreign enemies breaking in, and the sentry posts along the road are constantly being pulled out. It is almost close to the inner gate of the Extreme Yin Sect!"

The very overcast old man stared, did an enemy break in?

Although this extremely yin mountain is not a dragon's pond or a tiger's lair. But in the past hundred years, no one has dared to be so presumptuous and directly kill him! But who ate the gall of the ambitious leopard?

The extremely yin old man is not a good man who knocks out teeth and swallows blood. On the contrary, he has always been the master who pays attention to suffering and not staying overnight.

Normally, he doesn't mess with others. Everyone else is going to burn incense. Now someone actually came to provoke him, with the extremely gloomy old man's character, coupled with his recent bad mood, the result can be imagined.

With a smirk, he said to himself: "Go and see, that bastard who doesn't have eyes, I want him to regret coming to this world and taking a trip!" Xiao

With a flash of the figure, a white light rolled out and flew out of the hole. With the six innate disciples behind him, the seven figures rose and fell quickly, stopping at the pass of the inner sect of the extreme Yin sect.

Zhun Zhongchi's cultivation level is much higher than that of the extremely yin old man, so he immediately sensed that the extremely yin old man rushed out of the cave with anger.

He smiled and said: "The extremely dark monster is here, and so is the good show."

He was not polite at the moment, and ran forward with carefree strides. It seems that his pace is not big, and the frequency is not fast enough.

But between the rise and fall, it was thirty or forty feet away. Qin Wushuang and Liu Envoy tried their best, but they could barely follow behind.

The Jiyinfeng man looked down, condescending, standing at the highest point of the pass, unscrupulously urging his powerful aura, and the voice sent out from a distance: "Where is the master, dare to come to my Jiyin Mountain to make trouble?"

When this sentence came out, it rolled continuously, like thunder from the sky, shaking the sky and the earth, rumbling like ten thousand horses galloping, and war drums beating together.

If one's cultivation base is weaker, even if one is rushed by this sound wave, one's energy and blood will also roll.

Zhun Zhongchi knew that this was the extreme yin old monster showing off his power and prestige. It's just that the cultivation level of Jiyin old monster is a big joke in his eyes.

It's not too revealing, just a soft "hum" in the nose. A soft hum that shot out of his nasal cavity was like a sharp arrow piercing through the clouds and fog, rushing forward with nowhere to go.

It directly broke through the sonic barrier of the extremely yin old man, pierced through it easily, as if piercing through a piece of white paper, and rushed in front of the extremely yin old man with a swipe.

The extremely yin old man only felt a "hum". The whole body was shocked, and the hands and feet were numb for a while. The originally violent and rampant face suddenly changed to extremely pale.

Looking forward in surprise, the hairs in my heart have already begun to fluff.

As soon as an expert kung fu is shot, he will know if there is one. The other party snorted softly, obviously he hadn't exhausted all his strength, and it seemed to be just a random move at his fingertips. But the effect could completely suppress the sonic attack he had planned just now. This up and down gap made a conceited old guy like Jiyin Old Monster couldn't help being a little surprised, and his heart beat like a drum, knowing that a master was coming!

"You six, pay attention. If someone is determined to make trouble, when fighting for the teacher, you must run away at all costs. Remember. Run away separately, don't go in the same direction!"

The extremely yin old man explained carefully. The situation was overwhelming, no matter how conceited he was, he would not dare to be conceited in front of someone whose absolute strength overwhelmed him. The most important thing is to clearly arrange the way out.

In the world of the strong, one mountain is still higher.

If you are in front of a strong force, you don't know how to advance and retreat. To die in vain, there is no room for redemption.

Blood energy and righteousness are completely useless in the face of absolute strength.

"Master, is the idea very hard?"

The extremely dark old monster's complexion was deep, and the muscles on his face couldn't help beating, and he said solemnly: "It's hard! Remember, escape separately. One escape counts as one. Don't think about lurking, and don't think about revenge. Flee to the Tianchi Empire immediately. Unless Your strength will increase greatly in the future, otherwise you will never return to the territory of the Great Luo Empire!"

Although the "Master" is an extremely yin old monster, his character is poor. But the disciples are all loyal, obviously unwilling to abandon the teacher.

"Stop talking nonsense, play by ear, and run away immediately when the situation is not good! No hesitation is allowed!"

"yes!"

At this moment, an indifferent voice sounded: "Ji Yin, come out and meet me!"

The old man Jiyin was shocked when he heard this voice, why is it him?

Today is still four chapters, ha ha.