Yin Jie's legs were like the wind, gathering all the internal qi of his body on his legs, and he ran out of five zhang in the blink of an eye, which was also the first time he had run so fast when he was so big. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info it's just that the expression on his face is frightened, and he keeps muttering something in his mouth.

Suddenly, he suddenly saw Wen San appear in front of him, a pair of iron claws in his hands still stained with blood.

This scene made Yin Jie feel like he had seen a ghost, and wiped his eyes with both hands, for fear that he would be dazzled, but as his hands were raised, he felt that his body had lost all its strength in an instant, and he fell to the ground with a thud while he was still galloping.

Wen San shook the iron claws in his hand, looked at Yin Jie who was lying on the ground twitching with cold eyes, and said coldly: "You should die!"

Then, his body disappeared into the night in the blink of an eye, leaving only Yin Jie, who was mostly red with blood, lying on the cold ground.

Sun Jianhua, who had been running more than ten zhang away from the place of the incident, didn't dare to stay for a moment, Wen San didn't catch up for so long, obviously he went to find Yin Jie, according to his thoughts, although Yin Jie's martial arts are not as good as himself, he can also last for a while, and this time is enough for him to return to the Zhuwu Pavilion stronghold.

And what made him most uneasy was what Wen San said just now, from the words, he could tell that the Xingtian Temple must have sent people to Tianhe City, and Wen San and Song Wu were very willing to be one of these people. He also heard that Wen San and Song Wu were obviously not the leaders of this team, and there were people with higher status than them, and this person was very likely to be killed!

"If that's the case, I'll have to report it to the helper!"

The more Sun Jianhua thought about it, the more frightened he became, his legs had been used to the extreme, and only the whistling wind was left around.

"You're running fast!"

A thunderous voice suddenly sounded in Sun Jianhua's ears, and he hurriedly turned his head to look, and saw Wen San walking side by side with him, looking at him with a smile on his face. He didn't think about it, his body leaned towards Wen San violently, one elbow went straight to Wen San's front door, and the other hand turned into a palm, followed behind and hit his chest.

"It's good to come!"

Wen San smiled "haha", his body suddenly leaned back, and the tip of his nose rubbed Sun Jianhua's elbow and narrowly dodged. At the same time, his hands stretched out and firmly grasped the palms that followed, and his body turned in place again, and when he heard a "click", Sun Jianhua's arm was broken by Wen Sanyi.

"Ah!!h

Sun Jianhua had a sharp pain in his arm, and his whole body arched.

"Pay for my nineteenth sister. ”

Wen San didn't pause, his body went around Sun Jianhua's back, and slapped his palm at the back of his heart.

A large mouthful of blood spurted out of Sun Jianhua's mouth, and his body flew forward, hitting a wall hard, and he lost his breath.

In less than twenty breaths, Wen San, who had killed two people in a row, didn't even look at Sun Jianhua, turned around and fled into the darkness.

On the other side, Song Wu's battle was also coming to an end, Chen Wuying tried his best to stop the two, but even Song Wuyi was invincible, and Song Wu grabbed the flaw, hit him in the chest with a claw, crushed the sternum, and pulled out his heart.

Chen Wuying's body fell to the ground, and Wen San also appeared in front of Song Wu, the two of them nodded, and walked towards the other stronghold of the Xingtian Temple in Tianhe City before.

The colony is still in a normal mansion, but with a huge basement underneath. In the dark night, countless figures were quietly everywhere in the courtyard, and a strong anger emanated from this group of people.

Wen San and Song Wu quickly walked through the courtyard and came to the front of the building in the courtyard. The people of the Heavenly Temple did not go underground, but in the courtyard outside this building.

At this time, the building was also dark, but there were a pair of glowing eyes in the dark, and in such a dark environment, it did not affect the sight of the people in the building.

On the main seat of the hall on the first floor, there was an old man with silver hair and eyes like eagles, with a terrifying momentum on his body, it was the lord of the Heavenly Palace, who killed the gods and punished him without life.

Below it, there were more than a dozen old men sitting on the chairs of the two factions, and these old men did not say a word at this time, and all of them focused on a young man kneeling in the center.

After Wen San and Song Wu entered the building, they only stood behind the old man below, and there were still a few middle-aged people who were not very old.

"Everyone, tell me, what should I do about Seventeen?"

Xing Wusheng was the first to break the peace in the room, and a pair of eagle eyes scanned the people below.

One of the old men stood up, came to Lin Seventeen's side, pointed at Lin Seventeen and said to the Punishment Senseless: "Lord, Lin Seventeen was stubborn and self-serving, and rashly attacked Yan Liangjun without arranging everything, so that my Xingtian Temple suffered heavy losses, almost all the outer disciples died, and the official disciples only survived him and Yu Sixteen!"

Another old man stepped forward and said, "That's right, Lord Lin, because of Lin Seventeen's carelessness, my hard work in operating the Heavenly Heaven Hall in Huazhou for many years has been ruined! If you send disciples here again, it will take a while to familiarize yourself with the environment and cultivate the relationships between all parties, and it will not be possible to complete it without a few years of hard work!"

Another old man stepped forward and pointed at Lin Qiqi and said angrily: "Just because of this little child's bad deeds, I'm afraid that my Xingtian Temple has become the laughing stock of other Sanzhou sects! In the past thousand years, how can my Xingtian Temple have suffered such a big loss! In the future, how can we gain a foothold in the three states of cold, heat, and China!"

The three old men who spoke were all white-haired, and deep wrinkles formed furrows on their faces, but they spoke loudly, and their eyes were all shining.

"What about you? Are you all on the same page as these three?"

Xing Wusheng rubbed his forehead and looked at the other elders.

At this time, Wang Changhai, who had the worst relationship with the punishment of lifelessness, stood up and said: "Lord, the defeat of the Zhuwu Pavilion in the first battle is because we underestimated the strength of the Xuwu Pavilion, so why did Lin Seventeen take action without permission? Before the Venerable Lord came, what he told us was to let Lin Seventeen arrange it here, and if there is a situation, it will be reported." But Lin Qiqi is not self-sufficient, and he is not Yan Liangjun's opponent at all. And his mistake is to use all the forces of Huazhou, and this kind of loss is the most serious. I don't know where he got this kind of power, could it be that at the age of twenty, he has the intention of taking over the throne in a hundred years?"

His words were not only aimed at Lin Qiqi, but also blamed him for being unpunished. The sentence is over 100 years old, and the meaning in the words also means that the sentence is lifeless and is about to die, which makes Wen San below very uncomfortable.

A few more people stood up and pointed at Lin Qiqi and accused, the meaning was similar to that of the previous people.

The elders who were close to Xing Wusheng did not speak in the dark, but their expressions were also very serious.