Don't believe it, okay?"

Pinghu laughed strangely, turned his head and said to Zhu Pingle,

"Brother, send a signal, call all the brothers outside in and let them see, so that these people will not weep when they don't see the coffin."

"Okay."

Zhu Pingle also smiled lightly, raised his hand, and released his signal into the air, and a lightning-like firework shot straight into the sky with a piercing whistling sound.

However, what is puzzling is that the fireworks he emitted as a signal actually formed the shape of a Huashan -

That's the Huashan faction's recruitment order!

In the rivers and lakes, who would not know this order, but why would they use the Huashan faction's recruitment order even though they were people from the Flying Sword Alliance? For a moment, almost everyone was stunned.

In fact, it's not just these people, even Pinghu is the same, when he first saw this scene, he couldn't help but be a little confused, but then he thought about it, this Flying Sword Alliance didn't have its own unique Lingxin, so he used the Huashan faction, but why didn't he use the "Snow Ridge Flying Eagle"? While thinking about it, the shouts and killings outside the manor had already sounded in all directions, and the sound of blades colliding and screaming and exclamation continued to come, because Pinghu felt that his plan was perfect, so the chaos in his mind only lasted for a moment, and then he regained his pride,

"What's going on, Master Dongfang, do you still think I'm bluffing? Listen, outside the walls of the villa is the voice of my people who have been killed, and all of you will respect me as the leader of the Martial Arts Alliance now, otherwise, when our brothers from the Flying Sword Alliance rush in, I dare not guarantee that it will not hurt you. ”

At this moment, many of these people in the seat have already shown a panicked look, but probably because they knew that the other party was the identity of the Warat people, their disgust with him was even stronger, and there were also Wudang, Huashan, Tianshan, the heads of these major sects in front of them, as the so-called "the sky fell and there was a tall top", and the others still had a glimmer of hope, so although they were afraid, no one said anything to beg for mercy, everyone was just staring at the horizontal lake.

Seeing this scene, Pinghu was really a little angry, he really didn't expect that he had already taken advantage of it, and he still couldn't threaten anyone, so he shouted,

"Okay, I'm not afraid of death, right, then I will fulfill you, don't accept the leader of this alliance, no one wants to walk out of the gate of this villa alive!"

Before the words fell, I only heard the sound of footsteps coming from the side of the village, and then, the thick door that had been closed was opened again, and many people with swords rushed in from outside, and rushed straight to the martial arts arena, and the first three people stopped and waved their hands, and the people who followed behind them spread out in a very orderly manner.

It's just that these people who rushed in didn't look like they were Pinghu's subordinates, because it could be seen from their clothes that they should be the official army led by the Jinyi Guard of the imperial court.

What the hell is going on here-

Everyone really couldn't figure it out, and some people wondered, isn't this level lake a Warat person, how can it join forces with the imperial court?

And as the party concerned, the level lake is even more incomprehensible, the people who came in should be all the members of the Flying Sword Alliance scattered all over the place, how did they suddenly become Jinyi Guards and official soldiers? With a lot of stuffiness in his heart, his eyes have turned to "Nan Leping",

"You—What's ......?"

"Want to know what's going on right in front of you?"

Zhu Pingle smiled at him and smiled.

How did this person's voice change? And it sounds so familiar-

Horizontal Lake's mind has begun to fall into chaos again......

Among the three people who led the officers and troops to rush in, the leader was Jiang Xuan, the commander of the Jinyi Guard, who had already come to Zhu Pingle at this time and gave a salute.

"I wish the five heroes, this official and his subordinates have been ordered to come to assist you in exterminating the remnants of the Flying Sword Rebellion, and those on the periphery of the villa have all been captured."

"Lord Jiang and the brothers have worked hard."

Zhu Pingle smiled and nodded.

Wishing the Five Heroes?

The people who had noticed the title had already looked at him in astonishment, including the level lake, of course, and he could hardly believe his ears, and muttered blankly,

"You—aren't you my brother Bogud's subordinate? Aren't you from Warat, the Flying Eagle of the Snow Ridge......"

"It's a long story to tell, but it's better to answer you as I am."

Zhu Pingle said unhurriedly, while collecting his bone-shrinking magic skills and restoring his true appearance of "Huashan Zhu Five Heroes".

At this time, Wu Pingwen and Xi Pinghe had already left the Huashan faction and came to him with a smile,

"Fifth brother, you can finally return to us in a bright light!"

"Pingle! Is it really you?! ”

Finally, Qu Pingzheng asked in a trembling voice.

Zhu Pingle came to him and Zhao Pingxuan in a few steps and gave a deep salute,

"Senior Brother in Charge, Senior Brother Fourth, Pingle has worried you."

"Master!"

Gao Jing, who had been standing behind Zhao Pingxuan, burst into tears at this time, rolled down, and knelt in front of Zhu Pingle.

"You're really alive, so hard for the apprentice!"

"Xinjing, hurry up."

Zhu Pingle hurriedly pulled him up, but it turned out that this Gao Jing was originally Zhu Pingle's descendant disciple, and he was also in the "heart" generation, but because the master was framed, he was afraid that he would be affected, so he was included in Zhao Pingxuan's disciple and removed the word "heart".

Now that he has come to this point, although he can't figure out the ins and outs of things and how they evolved like this, Pinghu has already understood where the feeling of "something is wrong" before this comes from, and it turns out that he has been in this trap of Zhu Pingle from beginning to end.

It seems that there is no hope at all, Pinghu calmed down, his eyes fell on those brocade guards, and he said in his heart, seeing that the imperial court has been involved in this way, then he will definitely fall into the hands of the government, if this is the case, there must be no witnesses left alive, if there is no evidence of death, using the identity of the Wara nobles, maybe there is still the possibility of negotiating conditions. Thinking of this, Pinghu took advantage of the fact that the disciples of the Huashan Sect recognized each other and everyone was unprepared, raised his hand and sent out three darts in a row to shoot directly at Zhong Lun.

Most people didn't expect that the matter had come to this point, and he would still have to do this trapped beast fight, and the three hidden weapons had reached Zhong Lun's eyebrows, throat, and chest in a blink of an eye.

With the other party's sudden attack, Zhong Lun couldn't dodge it no matter what, but at this juncture, three hidden arrows also flew from the oblique stab, and the three darts were knocked in the air impartially and just right, and they fell to the ground one after another.

"Do you think no one is going to watch out for you? Zhong Lun, this guy warned us a long time ago, saying that you guys will use hidden weapons. ”

"You ......"

Seeing that this move did not succeed, Pinghu actually used his poison hand again, flew and slapped towards Guan Shanyue. He thought that these people had been hit by the "Sangong Pill" in the refreshment and temporarily lost their internal strength, but he forgot that it was Zhu Pingle who did this, and those who knew the inside story were all safe and sound. Just when his palm was still four or five feet away from Guan Shanyue, a huge cold air rushed from his side, and Pinghu's body was instantly lifted out of the distance.