His disciples hurriedly moved and carefully inspected every inch of the place. Even if there are scars, they are all old wounds.

"It seems that I have a good idea, someone tricked Elder Zeng into a remote place, and then let the Nether Ghost King kill him. It's no wonder that our invitation to the urn will be known in advance by the Netherworld Ghost King, and no wonder the Netherworld King knows everything about us......"

Lu Sheng sighed softly, since the last time the Netherworld Ghost King touched and left, it aroused Lu Sheng's suspicions, and Lu Sheng was not the only one who doubted this.

But in order to stabilize people's hearts and prevent the various sects and factions from suspicious of each other, so as to give the Netherworld Ghost King a chance to break through one by one. Lu Sheng deliberately dispelled this suspicion at that time and gave far-fetched reasons.

However, after all, the reason is only an explanation, and the most likely fact cannot be ignored by Lu Sheng.

Now, no matter how many reasons Lu Sheng gives, the fact that there is a mutiny among them can no longer be concealed. If the traitor is not removed, the Nether King will never be tricked.

Elder Zeng is dead, but Elder Zeng also used his death to leave a clue of a traitor.

"The people who can lead Elder Zeng to remote places are definitely people that Elder Zeng trusts. And those who have the ability to make Elder Zeng trust are no one else except a few of us.

Elder Zeng said that he was ordered to patrol, and he was afraid that there would be no fake. Only, by whose order...... Then it is unknown. Lu Sheng slowly raised his head and swept a pair of vigilant eyes.

When Lu Sheng said that someone had betrayed, the strange atmosphere instantly permeated. Lu Sheng could even clearly feel the gap between everyone.

"Ladies and gentlemen, since Elder Zeng is not himself, nor is he the Nether Ghost King, then it must be the one who tricked him out. In order to prove your innocence, please remove your clothes. All the female disciples avoided it!"

Lu Sheng said, taking the lead in untying his clothes.

The heads of the other factions looked at each other one by one, and after hesitating for a few breaths, they also began to loosen their clothes.

"Whew-"

Suddenly, a figure rose into the sky. Master Qiu rushed into the sky without warning.

Lu Sheng's figure, who had been guarding against this move for a long time, shook instantly, and in an instant, he had already come to the side of Master Qiu.

In Lu Sheng's field of vision, he could even clearly see the panic, unease, remorse and pain on the face of Master Qiu.

"Boom-" A palm hit Qiu Zhangmen's chest fiercely, blood sprayed wildly, and Qiu Zhangmen was carried to the ground like a downed goose.

Lu Sheng turned into catkins and slowly fell, looking condescendingly at the head of Qiu, who was already dead.

"Sure enough, it's you!"

This palm is not very powerful, although it can injure Qiu Zhangmen, but it is absolutely impossible to fight, Qiu Zhangmen can't stand up. But Master Qiu was lying on the ground like a dead fish.

The leaders of the surrounding factions surrounded them, and their faces were full of doubts and disbelief.

Why did Master Qiu run? Everyone knows it from the bottom of their hearts. But they didn't understand why it was Qiu Zhangmen.

"Qiu Min, you were once also an iron-clad hero! What kind of contradiction between you and Elder Zeng can't be said properly, but you want to make such a fuss?"

"Master Zhao, I'm afraid this is no longer an internal contradiction with the same sect......" Mei Qihua rioted with blue tendons on his forehead, "As far as I know, Master Qiu and Elder Zeng are like brothers, and there is no contradiction between them. ”

"That's good!" Lu Sheng let out a long sigh, "In the end, Elder Zeng died at the hands of the Netherworld Ghost King, and Master Qiu is afraid that he has become the lackey of the Netherworld Ghost King." ”

"Hahaha...... Minion...... Hahaha...... Lackeys—" Master Qiu laughed maniacally, laughing heartbreakingly.

But laughing and laughing, but suddenly he started crying.

Struggled to prop up his body, staggering to look at a pair of cold eyes.

"That's my junior brother...... That's my junior brother! We studied together...... Supporting each other for decades...... The Ghost King of the Dog Day!"

Master Qiu scolded with a howl, the expression on his face was so hideous.

"That's my junior brother...... But...... I can't stand it...... It's so painful...... Poison of the Dove...... Damn the poison of the dove...... I can't stand it......"

"Just because of the poison of the dove, you betrayed your junior brother for a mouthful of drugs?" Lu Sheng's voice was as cold as the cold wind of the northern night.

"Yes, just for a bite of dove poison...... I regret it...... But I don't even know myself, why am I like this? I don't even know myself, why was I so cruel in the first place? Last night...... Am I crazy?"

Master Qiu raised his head, and two lines of clear tears flowed down his face.

"Last night, my poison went again. I don't know what I'm thinking? I only have one thought in my head, take a bite, just take a bite...... As long as you can take a bite...... It is my heart or my liver...... I'm not human, I'm not human......"

"Where is the Netherworld Ghost King?" shouted Zhao.

"I don't know, I don't know...... I don't know anything! He came to me...... I don't know where he's hiding...... Don't ask me...... Brother, I'm sorry for you...... Senior brother has made amends to you!"

Bang –

Suddenly, Qiu Zhangmen suddenly raised his hand and slapped it on his head.

A force surged away from the palm of his hand, and the breeze blew, and the sun in the sky suddenly dimmed.

Qiu's bleak posture swayed slightly in the wind.

"Plop—"

Master Qiu slowly knelt down, and in front of him was Elder Zeng's corpse.

"Master Qiu used to be chivalrous and brave, righteous and thin...... Such a heroic character was defeated by a mere poison. The poison of this dove is a great harm to the world. ”

"Not only is it a great harm in the world, this thing can turn the world into purgatory. Lu Sheng let out a long sigh, and suddenly, Lu Sheng felt a sense of powerless exhaustion.

He is not afraid of the Netherworld Ghost King, and he also has the fighting spirit to continue fighting with the Netherworld Ghost King. But...... Except for Lu Sheng, the others have no fighting spirit.

The head of Qiu died, and none of the major heads present showed an angry and angry expression.

One by one, it turned out to be sad on his face.

Lu Sheng swept the faces of the leaders, and he already understood in his heart. Their fighting spirit, as well as their backbone, have been completely shattered by Fang Cai's scene.

The Netherworld Ghost King is powerful, and Lu Sheng has to admit that he is powerful.

Attacking people is the bottom, attacking the heart is the top!

To completely destroy the Suzhou Martial Arts League, we must first destroy their fighting spirit.

The Netherworld Ghost King succeeded, he was not successful when the head of Qiu rebelled, but at the moment when the head of Qiu committed suicide, he succeeded.

Lu Sheng can even imagine that soon there will be a second, a third, and soon, someone will propose to leave, and soon, the Suzhou Martial Arts League will fall apart, and this is precisely the opportunity to break the ghost king one by one.

Fiasco often depends on the rout of the heart.

Lu Sheng can help them defend themselves against the Nether Ghost King, but he can't save their hearts.

The heads of the various factions secretly communicated with each other, but Lu Sheng pretended not to see it. He sighed softly and slowly turned to leave.

Buzz –

In my mind, there was a sudden slight concussion.

A burst of white light passed, and a card appeared in the depths of Lu Sheng's mind.

"Skill card, Seven Wounds Fist! From the Heaven and Dragon Slayer, it is a peerless school for the town faction of the Kongtong faction. Lu Sheng's footsteps slammed, and he walked into the distance as if nothing had happened.

The atmosphere of the five elements regulates yin and yang, hurts the heart and lungs, and urges the liver and intestines. Hiding the essence is frustrated and in a trance, and the three Jiao Qi are flying against the soul!

The heart belongs to fire, the lungs belong to gold, the kidneys belong to water, the spleen belongs to earth, and the liver belongs to wood. Each layer of the fist skill of the Seven Wounds Boxing is deeper, and the internal organs of oneself will be damaged by one more layer, and the so-called Seven Injuries are actually to hurt oneself first, and then to hurt the enemy.

This set of martial arts is placed in front of ordinary people, and if you can muster up the courage to cultivate, Lu Sheng must praise him as a man.

But this set of martial arts is definitely the pinnacle of divine skills. The master who created this set of boxing techniques is definitely not a pervert who likes masochism. It's just because the starting point for cultivating the Seven Injuries Fist is too high.

If the internal strength is not enough, forced cultivation is to hurt oneself first and then others. And as long as the internal force arrives, this Seven Wounds Fist is an earth-shattering martial art that dominates the world.

Lu Sheng's Jiuyang divine skills are complete, and the internal force is endless. In addition, he has already reached the innate realm, and it is not a big problem to cultivate the Seven Injuries Fist.

After activating the card, a warm current flowed through the body in an instant.

Lu Sheng clenched his fists slightly, and as soon as his strength was lifted, he could clearly feel a surge of strength from the five organs corresponding to the five elements in his body, which gathered on his fist.

The Seven Wounds Fist is domineering, although its fame is not as good as that of a yang finger, but its power is even better. The prestige of the One Yang Finger lies in the acupuncture points in the air, and the Seven Wounds Fist is the real killing and killing point.

Lu Sheng is overwhelmed by stunts, but he does not have a set of peerless martial arts that can quickly kill the enemy. Although Huashan's swordsmanship is exquisite, its power is not satisfactory. Yiyang finger is the same as Huashan swordsmanship, both of which belong to technical martial arts, and the show is skillful.

And with the Seven Wounds Fist, Lu Sheng finally has a set of high-strength output martial arts that can compete with others' hard steel. Although the use of the Seven Wounds Fist cannot last, there is no need for Lu Sheng to fight with others for a long time.

It's okay to do something, one punch is wrong, if one punch is not enough, then another punch.

The sun once again broke through the clouds, and the golden sunlight sprinkled onto Lu Sheng's back. Mei Qihua was suddenly attracted by this scene. In the sun, Lu Sheng's back is so dazzling.

In the council hall, the elders of the major heads gathered, but only Lu Sheng and his party were missing! It was as if they had been forgotten by the Suzhou Martial Arts League.

The heads of the various factions sat motionless on their chairs like clay sculptures and wood carvings, and everyone's faces were as gloomy as water.

"Alliance leader, we can't go on like this. This is not our home field, the Nether Ghost King has come and gone without a trace, and if this continues, we will really be killed by him......"

"Alliance leader, why don't we transfer first?"

In Mei Qihua's mind, Lu Sheng's gorgeous back is still there. I don't know why, there is always a voice in his heart that tells him to believe in him, and only by believing in him can he get through this crisis.

"Transfer?" Mei Qihua slowly raised his head, his eyes sweeping over the faces of praying.

"This isn't our home turf, so where is it? I know what you're thinking? It's us who have a deep grudge against the Nether Ghost King, not you!"

Mei Qihua's voice settled, and everyone immediately held their breath.

No one expected that Mei Qihua would have such a neat showdown, without even a hint of subtlety.

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