He Ling looked at the four white-robed old men who got out of the car, and his brows suddenly furrowed: This is a person from the Hundred Poison Gate?

Then, He Ling looked at Lin Fei again and sneered: "It turns out that you still invited a helping hand, no wonder you are so arrogant." ”

Lin Fei said: "The four elders of the Hundred Poison Sect are not the help I invited, they are here to find justice for the Bai Xue Hall elder who was killed by the Xingyue Gate. ”

He Ling's eyes showed anger, and he said to Lin Fei, "Stinky boy, what nonsense are you talking about? When did Xingyue Sect kill the elder of the Hundred Poison Sect?"

Lin Fei said: "He Shao, do you Xingyue Sect dare not admit it?"

"Boy, if you talk nonsense, I'll kill you. There was murder in He Ling's eyes.

He didn't expect Lin Fei to say that Bai Xuetang, the elder of the Hundred Poison Gate, was killed by the Xingyue Gate, which was simply a taboo in the Xingyue Gate.

Although he didn't know if Yang Zhentan had killed Bai Xuetang that day, Yang Zhentan had killed someone, captured Qin Yunyue, and wanted to swallow the Martial Sacred Heart Sutra alone, which had already made the Xingyue Sect very angry.

Lin Fei's words are equivalent to revealing the scars of Xingyue Gate, how can He Ling not be angry?

"It turns out that you are the grandson of the master of the Xingyue Sect, you don't have to be angry, I also want to hear how the four elders of my Hundred Poison Sect died?"

He Ling looked at the master of the Hundred Poison Sect, although the master of the Hundred Poison Gate had a peaceful face and a peaceful breath, He Ling could feel that there was an unfathomable aura of energy on his body.

This is by no means an aura that ordinary masters can have.

It seems to be calm and waveless, but it lurks with the energy of the sea.

Therefore, He Ling was a little more vigilant in his heart, looked at the master of the Hundred Poison Sect, and said, "I don't know what the old gentleman is called, what kind of character is the Hundred Poison Sect?"

The second elder Bai Baihe, who was standing on the side, turned pale and said in a solemn voice: "The surname is He, this is the master of the Hundred Poison Sect, Hugh is rude!"

As soon as Bai Baihe's words came out, He Ling's face was shocked, the Hundred Poison Gate, the Xingyue Gate, the Dongyue Gate, and the Heaven and Earth Gate were among the four major gates in the world, and the four gates were all famous.

He Ling didn't expect that the master of the Hundred Poisons Sect would come to Jiangnan City.

He didn't have to think about it to know that the master of the Hundred Poisons Sect came to Jiangnan City for the death of Bai Xuetang.

When Lin Fei learned that this serene white-robed old man was the master of the Hundred Poisons Sect, he understood in his heart that it seemed that the people in Yunzhong Pavilion who had spread rumors two days ago had a role.

I didn't expect that the master of the Hundred Poison Gate would come to Jiangnan City so soon.

And when He Ling met the master of the Hundred Poison Sect, it was simply a narrow road.

"It turned out to be the master of the Hundred Poisons Sect, He Ling was disrespectful, please don't listen to this person's nonsense, the Xingyue Gate did not kill the elder of Baixue Hall at all. After He Ling knew the identity of the person in front of him, his attitude was also much more restrained, and he pointed the finger at Lin Fei.

"Sect Master, He Ling wants to deceive you, Elder Bai Xuetang was indeed killed by Elder Yang sent by the Xingyue Sect, He Ling wants to hide the truth. Lin Fei didn't intend to let He Ling go.

The Hundred Poisons Sect Master had a serene face, but before he knew it, his expression was slightly gloomy, and his eyes looked at He Ling with authority, and said, "Gongzi He, isn't Yang Zhentan the Great Elder of the Xingyue Sect?"

He Ling looked a little nervous, and said: "Door master, Yang Zhentan disobeyed my grandfather's order, killed the elders of the Hundred Poison Gate without authorization, and captured Qin Yunyue, he has been removed from the Xingyue Gate by my grandfather, and now he is no longer a member of the Xingyue Gate, if the door master finds out this Xingyue Gate traitor, please don't show mercy." ”

"Gongzi He, do you want Xingyuemen to make a clear relationship with Yang Zhentan? It's perfunctory like this, my four elders of the Hundred Poison Sect have one life, does it have nothing to do with the Xingyue Gate?" The voice of the master of the Hundred Poison Sect also turned a little colder.

He Ling knew that the master of the Hundred Poison Sect would not end it easily today, so he said to the master of the Hundred Poison Sect: "Sect master, why don't you have a good talk with my grandfather and the master of the sect at Xingyuemen Manor tonight to resolve the misunderstanding between the two sects." ”

The master of the Hundred Poison Sect smiled and said, "Master He, there is no need to talk, but you have to come with us." ”

"Let's go, what do you mean?" He Ling had a bad premonition.

The master of the Hundred Poisons Gate raised his eyebrows, looked at He Ling with burning eyes, and a majesty pressed on He Ling's heart, and the master of the Hundred Poisons Gate said: "Take a trip, that is, take a trip with us to the Western Regions, when will your grandfather send Yang Zhentan's head and the Martial Saint Heart Sutra to my Hundred Poison Gate, I will let you go." ”

"What?" He Ling's face changed, and then a sharp edge appeared in his eyes, and he said: "Hundred Poison Sect Master, you don't want to deceive people too much! Don't forget that this is Jiangnan City, not your Western Regions, you can do whatever you want?"

The master of the Hundred Poison Gate twisted his long beard and said, "Okay, don't forget that this is Jiangnan City! Could it be that this is Jiangnan City, so I can't touch you?"

"Old thing, if you dare to touch a single hair of me, my grandfather will not let you go with all his strength from Xingyuemen. At this time, He Ling no longer had the respect he had for the master of the Hundred Poison Sect before.

"Okay, well, it's been a long time since I've heard anyone dare to call me an old thing. After the Hundred Poisons Sect Master laughed, his face suddenly turned cold, and he said to the three elders beside him: "Three elders, take this He Ling down for me!"

"Yes, Sect Master!" the three elders replied in unison.

And He Ling saw that a big battle was inevitable, so he ordered the master of the Xingyue Gate beside him: "Up!"

Eight or nine Star Moon Sect masters immediately attacked the three elders of the Hundred Poison Sect.

These Xingyuemen masters who came out with He Ling are all elite masters, and their martial arts strength is above the grandmaster, and even one or two are still martial king strength.

However, after the three elders of the Hundred Poison Sect and several martial arts qi struck out, the eight or nine masters of the Xingyue Gate all flew out, and before the disparity in strength was overwhelming, these masters of the Xingyue Gate were simply vulnerable.

They flew to the ground, all spitting out mouthfuls of blood, and could no longer stand up.

He Ling was also shocked when he saw that there were eight or nine masters of Xingyue Sect, and only one of them looked at him, and he was seriously injured and fell to the ground by the three elders of the Hundred Poison Sect.

His strength is only the third layer of the Martial Emperor, how can he be the opponent of the three Martial Emperor strength elders.

At this time, He Ling didn't care about settling accounts with Lin Fei, nor did he care about catching Yuan Yuxi and them, so he flew up and wanted to escape.

Seeing that He Ling's body was fast, he flew away more than ten meters, but he didn't enter the woods not far away.

At this moment, the master of the Hundred Poison Gate raised his eyebrows, a gleam flashed in his eyes, and he raised his hand and snapped his fingers.

Shout!

A beam of martial arts, as thin as a line and as sharp as an arrow, flew out.

The next moment, He Ling, who was fleeing, let out a miserable scream, and was hit by the Hundred Poisons Sect Master's Wuzun Qi in his back, and immediately it was like a sword, and there was an extra blood hole in his back, and the blood suddenly stained the clothes behind He Ling's back.

And He Ling, who was injured, was planted into the woods at once.

In the midst of the clamour, I don't know how many branches were broken.

Lin Fei hurriedly clapped his hands and applauded: "The door master's move is really powerful, so that He Ling has nowhere to escape." ”

The master of the Hundred Poisons Sect looked indifferent, and ordered Lin Fei: "Go, you carry the injured He Ling out of the forest for me." ”

"Yes, Master. Lin Fei replied immediately.

Leng Ying had no choice but to say, "Yes, door master." ”

He really didn't understand why Lin Fei was so respectful to the master of the Hundred Poison Sect.

(End of chapter)