Hearing Qin Zhongtian's greeting, Mo Ziyun was stunned for a moment, then blushed and bowed his head without answering. And Ye Hao beside him let out a painful snort and said in a low voice: "Can't you start lightly?" ”

Seeing Ye Hao's appearance, Qin Zhongtian was stunned for a moment, then immediately put away the smile on his face and said, "Injured?" It's not light. I'll get you some medicine later. Saying that, Qin Zhongtian strode inside.

He knew the Guwu Sect very well, because Qin Zhongtian himself was from the Guwu family, and he was still a very powerful Guwu family. There must be a medicine depot in this.

And Mo Ziyun saw Qin Zhongtian for the third time, and the first two times he saw Qin Zhongtian, they were all the kind of people with a straight face, looking like they were not approaching, and the momentum on his body was strong and scary. But today, he seems to be a different person.

If she asked, Ye Hao would definitely tell him that the first two times were Qin Zhongtian leading the team to carry out the mission, and this time today was different.

Just when Tang Sumei and the others gathered the two hundred or so disciples of the Xuanqing faction who had not yet escaped on the front lawn, on a sheep intestine path under the back mountain of the Xuanqing faction, seven or eight disciples in robes carried a stretcher, and Peng Yan, whose legs had been cut off, were hurriedly running down the mountain.

And beside him, the young disciple who appeared next to Long Jiahao just now and cut his throat with a sword was among them. Long Jiahao didn't expect that even if Ye Hao's flying needle didn't stab him, he would still die in the hands of the Xuanqing Sect's disciples.

He never imagined that the Xuanqing faction he once relied on would become the one who killed him in the end.

"Wait, wait." Halfway through, the old ancestor Peng Yan, who was lying on the stretcher in a daze, made a weak sound. The wounds under his thigh have been bandaged, and these disciples are the elite disciples of the Xuanqing faction, and they are absolutely loyal to the sect, because these people have been orphans since they were children, and it was the Xuanqing faction that raised them to adulthood.

At Peng Yan's behest, two people ran to a cellar behind the sect and hurriedly carried some gold bars and came out. That cellar is where the Xuanqing faction hides its wealth, only after the ancestor and the master.

The disciple carrying the stretcher slowly stopped, and Peng Yan, who was lying on it, raised his head with difficulty, and looked hard in the direction of the Xuanqing sect, through the dense branches and leaves, he could still vaguely see some outlines of the Xuanqing sect building.

Seeing this scene, the ancestor couldn't help but wet his eyes with tears, and the muddy tears slowly fell into the corners of his eyes, and he said in a trembling voice: "Ancestors and ancestors, I can't stand you, it's me Peng Yan who is incompetent, and Peng Yan kowtows in his heart to apologize." ”

Killing Long Jiahao was also asked by Peng Yan to go to that disciple, although he didn't know much news, but he was not confused, the Xuanqing faction could provoke Ye Hao, a terrifying person, and most of them had nothing to do with that Long Jiahao. In addition, Qiu Qianjue and a few of them bastards are obsessed with money, otherwise how could they have ended up at this point?

After finishing speaking, Peng Yan lay down and waved his hand.

On the other side, after Chen Jiuxuan shook off Qin Zhongtian with his familiarity with the terrain of the southeast mountain, he rushed towards the direction of the Tiger Fist Gate non-stop. After more than half an hour of wild running, Chen Jiuxuan finally jumped out of the forest on the right side of the Tiger Fist Gate.

When the few disciples on duty next to him heard the movement, they first drank it, and then after seeing Chen Jiuxuan, who came out with an embarrassed face and blood stains on his body, they immediately widened their eyes and rushed forward.

"Elder Chen, you, you are ......"

"Quick, go and call the boss, something is wrong." Chen Jiuxuan hurriedly snorted and walked quickly towards the sect.

After receiving the report from his disciple, Chang Wei, the head of the Tiger Fist Sect, quickly walked out of it, and when he reached the steps, although he did not go to the Xuanqing Sect, he had been worried in his heart, after all, his four elders had all passed, plus the strength of the Xuanqing Sect, still Qiu Qianjue and the Ancestor, he didn't believe that even a Ye Hao could not be killed.

When Chang Wei, who came out in a dark cyan robe, saw Chen Jiuxuan with a sad face walking briskly towards this side, his heart sank, why did he only come back?

"Third Elder, how did you ......?"

Before Chang Wei's words were finished, Chen Jiuxuan directly knelt in front of Chang Wei and bowed his head and sobbed. Then he raised his hand and slapped him in the face: "Master, Jiuxuan is incompetent, Jiuxuan should be damned." ”

"What the hell is going on?" Seeing Chen Jiuxuan's appearance, Chang Wei seemed to have guessed something, but Chen Jiuxuan still couldn't believe it if he didn't say it.

At this time, Hao Shaodong, who was on crutches from inside, also walked out of it, he heard that his grandfather was back, and he had been paying attention to the movements of the Xuanqing faction, Hao Shaodong can only hide in this deep mountain and old forest every day, all thanks to Ye Hao, he dreamed of killing him.

But seeing his grandfather kneeling under the steps of the gate, Hao Shaodong was also stunned.

"Three, the three elders, all, all died in battle, only I picked up a life." Chen Jiuxuan raised his head and looked at Chang Wei with tears streaming down his face.

After hearing this, Chang Wei's heart trembled, his face turned pale, and his whole person was a little shaky. He guessed it, but he couldn't believe it, he couldn't even scratch his brain. The Xuanqing faction plus the four elders of the sect had such a strong strength, not only did they not kill Ye Hao, but they even took the lives of the three elders to enter.

"Then, what about the Xuanqing faction?" Chang Wei immediately clenched his fists and asked.

Chen Jiuxuan touched a handful of tears and said sadly: "None of the head of the Xuanqing Sect and the four elders survived, and the ancestor Peng Yan was also cut off by Ye Hao, and his life and death are unknown." ”

"Ah......" Chang Wei was really blindfolded at this moment. He couldn't accept this news, which had broken through his perception of the power of martial arts.

Hao Shaodong, who was standing next to him, also turned pale with fright, what the head of the Xuanqing faction and a few elders meant, he knew very well in his heart.

At this time, Chen Jiuxuan knelt and grabbed the hem of Chang Wei's clothes, and said in a sad voice: "Bai, Baihuamen has taken refuge in Yang Ye, and he also has a very powerful helper, the master, I, let's run away quickly, and when Ye Hao takes a breath, he will definitely find our Tiger Fist Gate." ”

Hearing this, Chang Wei's brows jumped violently, Baihuamen actually took refuge in Ye Hao, who is he Ye Hao? Why would even a huge sect of Baihuamen listen to him Ye Hao?

Run? Where did the more than 200 people go? Chang Wei almost instantly rejected Chen Jiuxuan's suggestion, and a sky-high momentum erupted from his body, and he said angrily in a low voice: "Even if I die, I will die in my own sect." ”

After speaking, Chang Wei immediately said angrily to a deacon next to him: "Immediately notify all the disciples of the sect to enter the guard, and everyone will do a life-and-death battle to defend the Tiger Fist Gate." ”

"Third Elder, you've worked hard, let's go rest and rest first." Chang Wei helped Chen Jiuxuan up, turned his head and shouted to a disciple beside him, "Come on, send Elder Chen into the room to rest, you guys will wait for me outside the door." ”

Chen Jiuxuan's heart sank, the head of the house wanted to tie his legs. He looked up at Hao Shaodong, who was pale, his eyes turned red, and his body trembled.

On the other side, Ye Hao, who was already soaked in the wooden barrel, was closing his eyes and silently reciting the Chiyou Heart Sutra, the inflammation in his body was growing, and he was rapidly repairing his injured body.

At this time, Mo Ziyun walked in with a towel, she first carefully wiped the beads of sweat from Ye Hao's forehead with a towel, and then said softly: "Aunt Tang arrived outside the door, she said that the disciples of the Xuanqing faction have been dispersed, what should I do now?" ”

Hearing this, Ye Hao slowly opened his eyes and said in a deep voice: "Tell her to immediately organize people and horses to surround the Tiger Fist Gate, don't do anything, and find a way to drag them." Wait for me and Lao Qin to pass! ”

"You, you're going to kill ......" Halfway through speaking, Mo Ziyun immediately covered her mouth, and her heart beat wildly.

"I won't make the same mistake a second time."