In the living room, Lu Yue, the head of the Seven Heroes of Mount Tai, couldn't tell the horror on his face, and finally came back to his senses.

As an elder of Dongyuemen, he is also the famous Taishan Seven Heroes of Weizhen Dongluhe, and he can be said to have few opponents.

Unexpectedly, as soon as I arrived in Jiangnan City, I would meet a strong opponent.

With that palm just now, he tried his best, thinking that he could hit the other party hard.

But he didn't expect that Lin Fei would be safe and sound, but it was himself, his blood was rolling, and although he forcibly held it back, a trace of blood still overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

This was very shocking to Lu Yue's heart.

His eyes narrowed: I had long heard that Xingyuemen was entrenched in the south of the Yangtze River and had a huge power, but now Xingyuemen only sent one person, and he was almost invincible.

If the elite of the Xingyue Gate comes out, then ......

Lu Yue's face was heavy.

Remembering the purpose of his coming to Jiangnan City this time, but for the sake of the Martial Saint Heart Sutra, if the Xingyue Gate prevents interference, then he and the masters of the Dongyue Gate may not be able to successfully complete the task.

He had to find the best of both worlds......

At this time, a certain five-star hotel in the middle of the night.

Dozens of floors of the hotel rose from the ground, and on the top floor of the hotel, in the luxurious suite, Elder Wan sat Elder Wan, while Ding Yongsheng and Jiang Yifan sat on a sofa opposite him.

"Elder Wan, that Yang Zhenhui, the number one young man in Jiangnan, has already gone to Qin Yunyue for trouble, but he is not Qin Yunyue's opponent, and he was seriously injured and vomited blood and fled. Ding Yongsheng respectfully reported to Elder Wan.

Elder Wan nodded lightly as he drank the tea in his hand.

"Elder Wan, that Yang Zhenhui, but the grandson of Yang Zhentan, the Great Elder of Xingyue Gate, Yang Zhentan loves him very much on weekdays, if he knew that his grandson was seriously injured, he would definitely not let Qin Yunyue go. Jiang Yifan also spoke.

That's right, when Yang Zhenhui fought with Qin Yunyue and others tonight, and was seriously injured and vomited blood and fled, they were all seen by Ding Yongsheng and Jiang Yifan, who were watching nearby.

Now they all reported what they had seen to Elder Wan.

Elder Wan frowned slightly, as if he was thinking about something.

Ding Yongsheng cautiously asked, "Elder Wan, what are you thinking?"

Elder Wan said, "I'm thinking, the people of the Xingyue Sect have all found Qin Yunyue and them, why hasn't Lin Fei shown up?"

"Elder Wan, could it be that Lin Fei knew that Qin Yunyue could deal with Yang Zhenhui, so he never showed up?" Jiang Yifan asked.

Elder Wan said, "This Lin Fei is really calm, but after Yang Zhentan makes a move, I want to see if he can still calm down?"

As soon as Elder Wan's words fell, suddenly there was a commotion outside the floor-to-ceiling glass in the living room, as if something was flying by.

"It's not good, someone is eavesdropping outside!" Elder Wan's eyes flashed coldly, and the next moment, with a bang, his figure had already broken through the floor-to-ceiling glass and flew out.

Elder Wan, who flew out of the building, immediately saw a black shadow flying downstairs at an extremely fast speed.

Elder Wan didn't hesitate and flew straight down.

When Elder Wan chased down the black shadow, a figure appeared on the roof of the building, and this figure was Lin Fei.

And the black shadow that had just fallen downstairs was just a disguise made by Lin Fei using a human body mold to put on clothes, and Lin Fei deliberately put it downstairs.

In order to lure Elder Wan away, Elder Wan, Ding Yongsheng, and Jiang Yifan heard everything they said in the suite.

He didn't expect that Ding Yongsheng, who disappeared in the capital, would follow Elder Wan to Jiangnan City.

Today is the right time to solve the problem together, and eliminate the future troubles forever.

Then, Lin Fei flew down from the roof of the building and entered the suite where Elder Wan's floor-to-ceiling glass had been shattered.

Seeing a masked man in black who suddenly flew in from outside, Jiang Yifan and Ding Yongsheng were shocked.

The two looked at Lin Fei and asked vigilantly, "Who are you?"

One is to kill his parents' enemies, and the other is a lackey who wants to put his brother to death and wants to force himself out.

Lin Fei didn't want to say more nonsense to them, so he raised his hand and struck out with a volley.

The air twisted for a while, turning into two transparent palms like water, bombarding Jiang Yifan and Ding Yongsheng.

Screams rang out in the suite.

Elder Wan chased after the falling black shadow, and when the falling black shadow was about to fall to the ground, he finally caught up and grabbed the clothes behind the black figure with one hand.

But when I mentioned it, I found that this "person" was very light, and when I mentioned it, it was a plastic dummy dressed in black.

Elder Wan seemed to think of something, and secretly shouted: "It's not good, I fell for the enemy's plan to divert the tiger from the mountain." ”

At this time, Elder Wan saw that above the high-rise building of the hotel, there was a black shadow, like a flying eagle in the night, quickly flying away and disappearing into the night.

Elder Wan immediately threw away the dummy in his hand and flew upward.

When Elder Wan returned to the suite on the top floor again, he found Ding Yongsheng and Jiang Yifan lying on the ground, and he tested their snorts and found that they had no signs of life.

Although Ding Yongsheng and Jiang Yifan are just two chess pieces for Elder Wan, their life and death, Elder Wan will not have a trace of heartache.

But the other party first transferred him away from the mountain, and then broke into his suite and killed Ding Yongsheng and Jiang Yifan, which was clearly aimed at him.

At this moment, Elder Wan's eyes suddenly saw a line of words written on the table where he put the tea cup: "Leave Jiangnan City, don't fight the idea of the Martial Sacred Heart Sutra, otherwise their death will be your end." ”

When Elder Wan saw these words, the strokes were all finger-thick, and they formed grooves on the table, which seemed to be carved out by people with their fingers and strokes on the table.

Elder Wan looked at the handmarks left on the table, his eyes were deep.

"Xingyuemen, it seems that I despise you, and I can't imagine that I have carefully arranged it, or you have seen through it. ”

After Elder Wan saw the words on the table, like Elder Bai and Lu Yue, he was the first to think that Lin Fei was a member of the Xingyue Sect.

Elder Wan took out his mobile phone from his pocket, dialed a number, and said into the phone in a low voice, "Check it out for me, where are the people from the Hundred Poison Gate and the Dongyue Gate?"

"Yes, Elder Wan. On the phone, a respectful voice replied.

At the same time, the Yang family villa estate.

In a bedroom in the villa, there was a wow, and Yang Zhenhui, who was lying on the bed, opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of blood.

The maid immediately hurriedly wiped the blood stains of Yang Zhenhui on the bed.

"Father, will Hui'er be okay?" asked a middle-aged man in his forties, with an anxious face, to Yang Zhentan, who had a solemn face.

This middle-aged man is Yang Zhenhui's father and the richest man in Jiangnan City, Yang Zhennan.

And his wife kept crying, crying while saying: "Hui'er is our only son, if something happens to Hui'er, what should our Yang family do?"

Yang Zhentan's eyes were deep and terrifying, and he said: "I can't imagine that this Qin Yunyue still has such a ability to shock Zhenhui's meridians. ”

"However, Zhenhui will be fine, and when I slowly treat him, he will definitely be able to return to normal. ”

Hearing this, the sadness on the faces of Yang Zhennan and his wife eased.

"As for avenging Zhenhui, wait for a few more days to observe and find out what kind of strength this Qin Yunyue is, and then it's not too late to act. ”

Yang Zhentan shook his right hand, holding a string of Buddhist beads in his palm, which was immediately crushed into pieces.

With a hand, the powder floated to the ground.