Chapter 830: Bloody Knife Severed Finger

Zhou Huanzhang showed pride and said with a smile: "As the head of a faction, my master is naturally broad-minded and benevolent. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 infoSo we have discussed with our brothers and sisters that as long as the people of the Black Sect are willing to submit or dissolve themselves, we will never use force. ā€

Wu Zhiyuan sneered in response.

Zhou Huanzhang said with a tentative tone: "Senior Brother Wu, how about it, whether the Black Descending Sect is surrendered or disbanded now depends on your words, if this matter is solved like this, you will also be a great hero of the Maoshan faction in the future, and your name must be indispensable on the roster of Maoshan disciples, maybe you are still in the top position." ā€

Wu Zhiyuan stood with his hands in his hands, feeling both amused and disgusted by Zhou Huanzhang's words, as if he had regarded himself as the master of the Maoshan faction, and everything was decided by him.

"Senior Brother Zhou, it has been nearly a hundred years since the well water between the Black Descendant Gate and the Maoshan Sect did not violate the river water, and besides, the Black Descendant Gate has been silent in the rivers and lakes for decades, and has never done anything hurtful to the heavens and reason, I don't know what makes Senior Uncle Yang so anxious to get rid of the Black Descending Gate?" Wu Zhiyuan asked with a kind face, in fact, he was extremely disdainful of people like Zhou Huanzhang, but the other party did not greet him with a smile, and on the surface, he was not too indifferent.

"Huh? Senior Brother Wu, you are suspected of favoritism when you say this, over the years, although the Black Descending Gate has been deserted, it has always been a thorn in the flesh of the whole world, this thorn of flesh is not pulled out, in case it attacks one day, I am afraid it will kill people. I think this truth, Senior Brother Wu, you won't not understand, right? Zhou Huanzhang smiled hypocritically and asked rhetorically.

"If it's really a meat thorn, don't bother you and Uncle Yang to worry about it, I will be the first to uproot it, I'm afraid that it is not a meat thorn that will be pulled, but a piece of good meat, and I will wronged a good person for no reason!" Wu Zhiyuan pretended to respond seriously, but in fact, this dumb dialogue had already made him laugh out loud in his heart.

After these few rounds of dialogue, Zhou Huanzhang had already noticed that Wu Zhiyuan had not gotten rid of the heart of the Black Descending Gate at all, his face suddenly changed, and he said in a cold tone: "Senior Brother Wu, I think you are on the side of the Black Descending Gate at all, right?" If that's the case, you're an enemy of the Maoshan faction, and you won't want to set foot on Maoshan for half a step again for the rest of your life! ā€

"Can you set foot on Maoshan Mountain, don't say it's you, even if Yang Chengzong says it, don't take the chicken feather as an arrow, go back and tell Yang Chengzong that if you want to sit firmly in the position of Maoshan Sect, you must first convince people with virtue, calculate others everywhere and always and everywhere, and plot meaningless achievements, and don't want to be the Sect Leader of Maoshan in his life!" As soon as the words fell, Wu Zhiyuan stretched out his hand and made a gesture of "please", which meant that he had given an eviction order.

Zhou Huanzhang was so angry that his eyebrows rose when he heard this, he pulled out the long sword in his hand with a "bang", and the rest of the people also pulled out their weapons when they saw this, and they were about to do it.

"I don't want to do anything with you, put away your swords and go down the mountain immediately!" Wu Zhiyuan stretched out his hand and pointed to the steps outside the hall, the steps were straight, stretching all the way down the mountain.

"The surname Wu, don't give you face, you don't have a face, today Lao Tzu will clean up the portal for the Maoshan faction, and get rid of you as a traitor first!" Zhou Huanzhang burst into a shout, and rushed into the main hall with a sword flower in his hand, and the guards on both sides of the hall hurriedly stopped him, and he was entangled by several other Maoshan disciples, and several people fought together.

Zhou Huanzhang rushed into the hall and went straight to Wu Zhiyuan in the center, he stepped on the Maoshan Shenxing footwork, and the footwork was skilled, much more clever than Wu Zhiyuan.

Wu Zhiyuan was not in a hurry to dodge, when he saw that the long sword in Zhou Huanzhang's hand was about to stab in front of him, he turned to the side, watched the long sword stabbed in front of him, and then reached out and grabbed Zhou Huanzhang's wrist and pinched it hard, Zhou Huanzhang suddenly felt pain, and the strength in his hand was loosened, and the long sword fell to the ground.

Wu Zhiyuan pushed Zhou Huanzhang out with a backhand, and only stopped when he hit the coffee table behind him.

Zhou Huanzhang was shocked, Wu Zhiyuan's performance was completely unexpected by him, he stood up straight and looked at Wu Zhiyuan in surprise.

"I don't want to embarrass you, take the others down the mountain immediately, otherwise don't blame me for being polite!" Wu Zhiyuan said with a solemn expression.

Zhou Huanzhang took a few breaths and said angrily: "The surname Wu, you and Yu Yisu killed Senior Brother Bai, and now you are obstructing the affairs of the Maoshan faction, I think you will have any face on Maoshan in the future?" ā€

From Zhou Huanzhang to the outside of the Black Descending Gate Palace, he repeatedly used the Maoshan faction as a threat to put pressure on Wu Zhiyuan, Wu Zhiyuan had already been unbearable, and when he saw him mention it again, he was immediately furious, stretched out his hand and pointed at the palace door, and roared: "Get out!" ā€

Zhou Huanzhang was so frightened that his whole body trembled, but he immediately realized his gaffe, pretended to be nothing, and was about to turn around and leave.

Wu Zhiyuan didn't want to see this person's face again, turned his back to the temple door, and looked at the throne of the door master.

At this moment, Zhou Huanzhang suddenly had evil thoughts in his heart, he picked up the long sword on the ground, and stabbed him in the back while Wu Zhiyuan was unprepared.

Wu Zhiyuan sensed the movement behind him, he flashed suddenly, and at the same time pulled out the Blood Shadow Demon Knife in his hand and slashed back. Almost at the same time, Zhou Huanzhang's long sword stabbed against Wu Zhiyuan's waist and slashed through it.

Wu Zhiyuan was furious, and the Blood Shadow Demon Knife that had been split in his hand slashed down without any momentum, only to hear the sound of "dang", the Blood Shadow Demon Knife slashed on the hilt of the long sword in Zhou Huanzhang's hand, cutting off the hilt directly, and at the same time chopping off Zhou Huanzhang's five fingers.

"Ah......" Zhou Huanzhang screamed, his left hand covered the five severed fingers of his right hand, and he rolled on the ground in pain.

The Maoshan disciples who were fighting with the disciples of the Black Descending Gate at the gate of the main hall heard the sound and took a look at it, and hurriedly rushed over to help Zhou Huanzhang up, and several people no longer fell in love with each other, and helped Zhou Huanzhang out of the main hall in a hurry, and went down the mountain along the stone steps.

Looking at the five severed fingers and blood on the ground, Wu Zhiyuan felt a little remorseful in his heart, blaming himself for being too angry, and now he has abolished one of Zhou Huanzhang's hands, plus Bai Jinqiu died in Yonghe Yizhuang before, it seems that the enmity between himself and Yang Chengzong and others of the Maoshan faction has been concluded.

"Door master, it seems to be a person in the sack." The two disciples carried the sack outside the hall door in, and Zhou Huanzhang and the others were very embarrassed when they left, and they had no time to take the sack away.

"Open it and take a look." Wu Zhiyuan was worried, and his mind was not on this sack at all.

The mouth of the sack was immediately opened, revealing the beautiful face of a woman.

The face was bewitching, with willow eyebrows, a ruddy face, and closed lips, full of seductive beauty.

"The master of the door, it's Jin Zhuni!" A disciple of the Black Descending Sect recognized the person in the sack at a glance.

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