Jin Da, the president of the Black Society, has been more indignant recently, and he wanted to use the hands of the Five Poisons Sect to destroy the White Society in one fell swoop, but he didn't expect the Five Poisons Sect to be wiped out.

What's even more infuriating is that the "wicked man", the leader of the worry-free sect who occupies the magpie's nest, actually became friends with Nai Chenglong, the president of the White Society.

What Jinda, the president of the Black Society, now has to think about is whether to destroy the White Society first or the Sanssouci Sect first, no matter which side is destroyed, it will be a tricky matter for him.

But in comparison, it is easier to get hold of the Sanssouci Sect, because the Sanssouci Sect has just been established, although there are many sects, it is a plate of scattered sand, and the wicked do not advocate any martial arts, but everyone is equal, the land is divided equally, and men and women weave.

Further, the behavior of the wicked has already challenged the bottom line of Tuoba Yu, the lord of Nanshao Country, and if he destroys the Worry-Free Sect himself, Tuoba Yu will definitely send troops to help, so that the chances of victory will be greater.

When Jinda led people into the Sealed Demon Valley, the members of the Sanssouci Sect were completely scattered as he expected.

Looking at the disciples of the Sanssouci Sect, Jinda smiled, and smiled very happily.

When Jinda and the others stormed Sanssouci Palace without much effort, the wicked were drinking, or more precisely, they were already slightly drunk.

Jia Yifan didn't expect the Black Society to raid the Sanssouci Sect, nor did he expect that although there were many disciples under his command, they were indeed a group of waste dim sum, and what he didn't expect was that he happened to be drunk now.

"Kill!" Kinda shouted.

When the people of the underworld besieged him, Jia Yifan also swept out.

Jia Yifan didn't have a blade or those ghost-like hands, clattering, clattering, crushing the necks of one person after another, but after pinching for two hours, Jia Yifan couldn't pinch anymore.

Everyone has a time when they are tired, and when they are tired, they will have weakness in their hands and feet, not to mention that Jia Yifan has seven more scars on his body, and blood is dripping down.

"It hurts!"

"It hurts!"

Jia Yifan regretted a little, even if he trained those disciples on weekdays, now he is the only one who resists.

"Two fists are hard to reach four hands, and a good man can't stand a lot of people." There is nothing wrong with that.

Jia Yifan couldn't bear it anymore and fell to the ground with a pop.

Jinda smiled, and the smile on her face was even brighter.

"Let me cut off your head, and I'll see how hard your neck is." Jinda walked up to Jia Yifan with a knife, looking for the angle to go down. Jinda didn't want to, he stabbed himself and splashed the blood on his face, that would be too unlucky.

Jinda raised his knife and slashed down quickly, but the wicked's head was not cut off, but his own knife flew.

It seems that Jinda is still very unlucky today.

I don't know when there were more Central Plains people in Sanssouci Palace, more precisely, some Jianghu guests.

"There are a lot of people who want his head, and it's not your turn yet." One of the monks is human.

"It is said that the family is merciful and does not kill, but I am not, since you call the wicked, then I am an evil monk, and today the old man will overtake you." As he spoke, the great monk slapped his palm.

Jia Yifan opened his eyes with great effort and looked at the big monk and smiled.

The great monk slapped his palm on Jia Yifan's body, and the palm power was indeed very soft.

Jia Yifan was not beaten to death, but was helped up by the great monk.

"A sword is red and ordered to chase and kill the rivers and lakes, and the government is also wanted for you, how can I be willing to let you die now." The great monk said to a Taoist priest: "Take out those elixirs of yours and stop the bleeding for Gongzi first." ”

Three or five people came up around Jia Yifan, competing to sprinkle the medicinal powder in their hands on Jia Yifan's wounds.

"Bao Gongzi. It's really you! The crowd began to gossip.

"Jia Tianbao has killed me, and I am a wicked person now." Jia Yifan said with a smile.

"Then we are all wicked!" The crowd laughed.

Jinda saw that something was wrong and asked, "Who are you?" ”

"Central Plains!" Three are not crazy.

"People in the government?" Jinda asked.

Sanbu shook his head and said, "Those bounties can't impress us. ”

"People in the rivers and lakes?" Jinda asked again.

"A sword fluttering red chase order, and then we are a piece of!" Wen Qiang said with a smile.

Jinda was a little impatient and said, "Who the hell are you?" ”

"We are wicked people, wicked men who are worse than the wicked." Everyone said in unison, and then burst into laughter.

Jinda was mad.

The mad people wanted to kill everyone, but after fighting for a long time, the people of the Black Society fell one after another.

What's even worse is that Nai Chenglong rushed in from the outside with people.

Jinda panicked.

"Withdraw." When Jinda shouted this word, Jinda knew that he was very bad today.