Chapter Seventy-One: The Red Temper Dharma King

This ordinary young man who sent a letter caught?

Not only Zhao Xueqi, but also all the other students' heads suddenly turned a little bit. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 info And Zhao Chonglei didn't mean to explain, they just watched Yue Pingsheng stunned and carried Wang Zongchao's body and Li Xunyi into a separate quiet room.

Yue Pingsheng threw Wang Zongchao to the ground, and his right hand swept over his jaw.

With a click, Wang Zongchao's chin was just connected, and he let out an earth-shattering howl. The students of the Henglian Martial Arts Hall who had not left outside were suddenly startled, not knowing what was going on inside, and looked at each other one by one.

"Ahh

Beads of sweat from the size of the bean couldn't stop coming out, and the ground was soaked with the blood of Wang Zongchao's sweat, obviously the pain of being tortured in the eighteenth layer of hell was unbearable for a murderer like him.

"I can grant you that wish. Yue Pingsheng looked at Wang Zongchao calmly: "Just answer my question." ā€

"Hey, hey, hey......"

Wang Zongchao's face was extremely distorted:

"You are very good, you have some strength, you are not even your opponent at a young age, who are you? You have such a powerful martial arts cultivation at such a young age, I have never heard of it in the past few years of border wilderness activities. But ......"

There was a fierce glint in his eyes and a vicious smile.

"Do you know that you are going to die, and that you must be a thousand times more miserable than I am, and that even your relatives and friends will die because of your whims?"

Yue Pingsheng's expression did not change at all, and he picked up Wang Zongchao and shook it lightly as if he was holding a toy.

"Ahh

The hoarse screams came out, making Wang Zongchao's throat almost burst.

Throwing Wang Zongchao on the ground casually, Yue Pingsheng said indifferently:

"You probably haven't figured out the situation yet, and with your constitution that won't die in a short time, you like to taste pain so much?"

Li Xunyi, who was on the side, trembled, Yue Pingsheng's indifferent demeanor made him unable to relate to his appearance and age at all, and he was like a ruthless person who was more vicious than Wang Zongchao.

"Good...... Okay, you are ruthless enough, you ask, I say......" Wang Zongchao gasped violently and laughed miserably, as if he had accepted his fate, and just wanted to quickly get rid of this kind of pain that came all the time.

Li Xunyi opened his mouth at this time and asked, "Why do you have to come to Beiwu City?"

"Hey...... Wang Zongchao let out a weird laugh:

"Li Xunyi, your strength is comparable to mine, do you think Lao Tzu was afraid of you because he only cared about running away and was unwilling to fight you?

There's a fool in our redcoat who was sent here for an unfinished mission and who didn't know who killed him. I came here and received an order to investigate the matter. ā€

"Oh?" Yue Pingsheng instantly linked the order Wang Zongchao received with Li Zheng's death, and said:

"You're alone?"

Wang Zongchao showed a maniacal expression when he heard Yue Pingsheng's question, as if he was affected by the injury, snorted, and said with a cruel smile:

"Why do you think I said that you will die worse than me? The Red Cloth Envoy is also a relatively important figure in our sect, and he is not a cat or a dog, and the Red Cloth Envoy who was killed is not much weaker than me, how can I be the only one to investigate the cause of his death?"

Li Xunyi's face was very unsightly, and he immediately asked:

"How many of you still have it, and what kind of cultivation are they?"

"Three...... Four, or five?" Wang Zongchao's face was full of deep malice, and he said arrogantly: "Plus I have about five people? As for martial arts cultivation......

Immediately afterwards, Wang Zongchao laughed loudly: "Of course, those who can become red-clothed envoys are all cultivators who are similar to me! They have already arrived here, and today we have made such a big move in front of the public, and my colleagues will know about it immediately!"

He looked at Yue Pingsheng and Li Xunyi with ill will, threw out a bombshell again, and said with a sneer: "Have you ever heard of the Red Lian Dharma King?"

King Chilian!?

Li Xunyi was shocked in his heart, and shouted: "Are you deceiving me?

"Hmph, do I have to lie to you?" Wang Zongchao seemed to be very satisfied with Li Xunyi's reaction: "How do I know why he came? He is not my little brother! The news between the various members of the Red Blood Sect is tightly sealed, and I don't even know what the dead Red Cloth Envoy is doing here, let alone the Red Cultivation Law King?"

Li Xunyi took a deep breath and seemed to be very shocked. Seeing Yue Pingsheng's unknown appearance, he quickly explained with a pale face:

"The Red Blood Sect is one of the four great Dharma Kings of the Red Blood Sect under the Pope, except for the Shenlun Dharma King who is the leader of the sect, who is a real veteran martial artist, the current three Dharma Kings are all newly promoted after the Red Blood Sect was surrounded and suppressed once.

Although this Red Cultivation Dharma King is the last one in the ranking, I don't know much about him. But he is also strong, and he is definitely a real master. And it may also be a martial artist who has broken the power barrier. ā€

After listening to Li Xunyi's words, Yue Pingsheng's expression did not change, and he didn't know what he was thinking. And Wang Zongchao was extremely happy when he saw Li Xunyi's shocked appearance, lying on the ground and laughing wildly:

"Run, run away, how young you two are, how bright the future is, if you don't run away now, you won't have any chance. But even if you want to escape, you probably won't be able to run far!hahahahaha!"

Wang Zongchao seemed to be able to foresee the miserable fate of Li Xunyi and Yue Pingsheng at this moment, and laughed insolently.

Yue Pingsheng didn't seem to be affected, and asked in a calm tone:

"The red-clothed envoy who died here, is it called Li Zheng?"

"How do you know!"

Wang Zongchao stopped laughing, his eyes widened, as if he had seen a ghost, and only after a while did he say:

"Is it you? yes, yes...... It turns out that he is not stupid, and if any one of us in the naked clothes meets you, he will only be planted, so how can he be blamed......?

Yue Pingsheng didn't mean to argue, in his eyes, Wang Zongchao was already a dead man, and he was about to leave the border wilderness, so he didn't care about this matter leaking out.

"Alright, one last question. ā€

Yue Pingsheng took a step forward, looked at Wang Zongchao condescendingly and asked:

"Red Lian Dharma King, where are they now?"

Wang Zongchao was stunned for a moment and asked:

"Why do you ask this?"

His eyes widened in the next moment, and extremely incredible emotions surged up, and he laughed loudly, almost out of breath:

"Hahaha, what arrogance, boy, do you know what the title of Dharma King means? Do you still want to knock on the door? Did I hear me wrong? You are so anxious to find death?"

Seeing Yue Pingsheng's indifferent face, Wang Zongchao's heart jumped inexplicably, afraid that Yue Pingsheng would come again, and hurriedly said:

"I don't know, and you don't have to go to them, or it won't be long before you'll understand what true horror is......!

Yue Pingsheng nodded, not interested in continuing to listen:

"Now, then, fulfill your previous wishes. ā€

He stepped forward, blocking Li Xunyi's vision, and instantly broke Wang Zongchao's neck with a click.

With his back to Li Xunyi, under the cover of his body, the glimmer of spiritual energy flashed away.