Li Zong's face remained unchanged, his voice was indifferent, and he agreed to the request of the Valley Lord of Poison Wind Valley, but the pace under his feet did not stop at all, and the sound of explosions in the air was still the same. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The sound of bangbang, like the beat of a drum, was dull and dense, making the valley lord of Poison Wind Valley instantly turn crimson in an instant, and his eyes were bloodshot.

"Stop, I've surrendered to Poison Wind Valley, don't kill it!"

The voice was like crazy, and then it was like an egg, Li Zong's voice was like the ice of ten thousand years, and the blood all over his body seemed to freeze, the kind of coldness that froze through his heart, as if he was going to freeze his soul alive.

"Poison Wind Valley, surrender, you alone are enough!" Li Zong burst out a cold sentence from between his teeth, "All those who join the Qingyun Sect will die!" ”

Li Zong's lowered head was raised suddenly, his face suddenly became hideous, and the eyes of the two blood-red writing wheels revealed a cruel and crazy color.

The killing never ends, the blood of the "enemy" is more and more, and the killing is endless, so the only thing that can be done is to keep killing, killing, killing!

A moment later!

The earth was dyed red, Li Zong was stained with blood, and his long black hair unconsciously turned scarlet, just looking at it, it gave people an extremely ominous aura.

Headless corpses, horizontal and vertical, piled up all around him, he glanced lightly, the valley lord of Poison Wind Valley who was paralyzed on the ground, the other party's face was shabby, his face was like ashes, and his eyes were empty and godless, like a puppet who had lost his soul.

This is also, apart from Li Zong, the only living person here, and the only person who survives in Poison Wind Valley.

"Remember, three days later, Qingyun Sect, kowtow and call a slave!" Li Zong sneered, and his body disappeared in place.

"Qingyun Sect, hehe, hehehe!" The poignant, resentful laughter sounded in a pool of blood, gloomy and numb, the Valley Lord of Poison Wind Valley slowly stood up, his lips were bitten by teeth, and his eyes looked in the direction of Qingyun Sect, with endless resentment and hatred.

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Dry Bone Sect, main hall.

A living man was surrounded by flames, wailing and rolling on the ground, a smell of burnt paste and a disgusting smell of meat wafting above the main hall.

All around, the three elders of the Dry Bone Sect and the two true disciples of the True Inheritance all knelt on the ground with pale faces, their faces facing the body rolling on the ground, and that person was the sect master of their Dry Bone Sect.

Behind them, there were two or three Qingyun Sect disciples with indifferent faces standing on each side, and the cold blades were placed around their necks, making them dare not move for half a minute.

"Dry bones, dry bones, dry bones in the mound, isn't this name unlucky, you see, won't it be burned to ashes, or merge into my Qingyun Sect has a future, Qingyun is straight up!" Zhang Lang's laughter was indescribably perverse, and then he stared at the other elders and the true inheritance with cold eyes, and said coldly: "The name is wrong, it's okay, but the brain must be clear, don't use your dry bones to touch the weapons in our hands, that is, to find death, you say?" ”

Zhang Lang said, his body suddenly leaned down, and his palm rested on the top of the head of an elder with the whitest face.

The elder shuddered, and hurriedly nodded as if a chicken pecked rice: "Yes, yes, your mind must be clear, the name of Qingyun Sect is good." ”

"Hahaha!" Zhang Lang laughed uncontrollably, and at the same time stomped down with his right foot, and the fire man on the ground was broken inch by inch by the brittle bones, and the miserable howl came to an abrupt end.

"From today on, you will be the sect master of the Dry Bone Sect, remember, in three days, bring all the disciples of the sect and merge into the Qingyun Sect." Zhang Lang stopped, turned around, and strode away without dragging his feet.

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Bloody killing, domineering behavior, is always the best way to spread prestige, just one day, the smell of blood in the air has not yet dissipated, the firefighter Zhang Lang, the red sword Du Yu, the blood Shura Li Zong, the three names spread all over the nearby sects.

Tanshui Sect, in a secret room.

"Fire hand, saffron sword, blood Shura, hehe, so majestic, so evil!" The Iron Vulture sneered coldly, obviously disdainful of these sects for their names.

"So, Poison Wind Valley is dead, and he survives as a valley master, so what is he still alive for?" The iron vulture felt disgusted from the bottom of his heart that all his subordinates were dead and that he was still alive.

This is an absolute capital crime in the army, and it is not an exaggeration to kill a hundred times this kind of waste general.

"I'm going to kill him!" A killing intent flashed between Wei Ran's eyebrows, and he immediately said.

"It's not necessary, since he is alive, he still has some use value, killing him is chilling." The Iron Vulture waved his hand, and then asked, "The master of the Red Leaf Sect is here, but no one from the Dry Bone Sect has come?" ”

"The sect master of the Red Leaf Sect has arrived, the sect master of the Dry Bone Sect is dead, and an elder has been replaced as the sect master, I guess I don't know the existence of the general at all, and I was frightened by the Qingyun Sect again, so I don't dare to come." Wei Ran hesitated for a moment and replied.

"Sure enough, these small sects and factions are all waste, and there are more than enough successes and failures." The Iron Vulture sneered, pushed open the door of the chamber and walked out.

Outside the door, the three loess ghosts were like three wax figures, and they followed behind the iron vulture without saying a word, Wei Ran gently closed the door of the secret room, embellished it at the back, and asked cautiously: "General, do you need me to destroy the Dry Bone Sect!" ”

The iron vulture's eyes flickered, "No need, Qingyun Sect wants it, just give it to him, not only that, this general also has to prepare a big gift for Qingyun Sect." ”

At the mention of the Qingyun Sect, a cold glint flashed in the iron vulture's eyes, for the Qingyun Sect, he was really careless, especially underestimating the new sect master.

I didn't expect the other party to be so fast, and without noticing, he swallowed Yunxiu Villa and captured Luo Yusleeve alive.

Judging from the other party's quiet demeanor for the past few days, and then suddenly made a thunderous blow, the iron vulture is 80% sure that his existence has been informed of the other party through Luo Yusleeve's mouth.

And knowing his existence, he dared not to make a noise, the tiger pulled teeth out of his mouth, and forced the three factions to surrender, this courage and scheming are a bit deep.

is not publicized, it has a city and a brain, but it can also be understood as fear; But the next move, the iron-blooded killing, can eliminate fear, which is obviously a demonstration, and it is also a blatant test of one's reaction.

And his next reaction can allow the other party to estimate what kind of weight his general is in the layout of King Liang.

The other party's actions seem to be bold, but in fact they are very delicate, every step is just stepping on their own sore feet, and they are extremely sophisticated, they seem to be walking a tightrope, and they are extremely dangerous, in fact, every step is very steady.

"Do you really think that Ben Jiang is just an insignificant chess piece, so there is no way to take you, then you also think too highly of yourself and underestimate Ben Jiang."

The iron vulture coldly burst out a name on the intelligence from its teeth: "Qin Hao! ”

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