Recently, the Tianxin Sect has not been stable.

Although the change in the imperial city is that they have the last laugh, it is also a big loss of vitality, and how long they can laugh, everyone is not sure how long they can laugh.

King Vajra Yaksha was killed in battle, King Jun Tuli Ming left again, the third King Ming was nowhere to be found, and the three thousand dead soldiers under his command were killed and wounded, and there were less than a thousand people left, all of whom were injured.

But King Fudo Ming was not able to stay in the palace all the time, and when he was away, he relied on King Dawei Deming to preside over the overall situation.

And when the King of Fudo Ming was not there, there was an uproar in the Tianxin Sect.

After all, in the dark world, strength is respected. Compared with the top masters in the rivers and lakes, the gap between King Dawei Deming and the other two alchemists is really a bit big. And the dead soldiers of Tianxin Sect are mixed, and there are many people who secretly disagree, so many people have also challenged King Dawei Deming to pull him down from the throne of King Ming to prove that he is the most suitable candidate.

This is no wonder to others, and there is nothing to resent, because in the Tianxin Sect led by Liu Wanli, the position of King Ming was originally won by strength, and his skills are not as good as others, so he will honestly retreat.

Recently, rumors have emerged from nowhere, the once famous Assassin organization Yu Linling has been revived, and their old ministry is about to return to take charge of this dark underground palace again.

As soon as the news came out, the dead people in the Tianxin Sect were sensational, and their thoughts were different. Although these people are called members of the Tianxin Sect, in fact, most of them are just fugitives in exile, all of them are extremely vicious outlaws, and staying in the Tianxin Sect is just a place to find a place to live. And they also know that the one who really shelters this group of people is the Sikong clan who is hiding behind the scenes.

Yu Linling's return? To fight for power with the Tianxin Sect? Who instructed everyone to know this, they won't pay attention to it, and they are even more happy to watch a good show, the only thing in this world that can make this group of gangsters obey their orders is money and strength.

Facing such an environment, the pressure is increasing day by day, and just tonight, the Yulin Ling assassin seems to have pinched the absence of the immovable Ming King, and suddenly broke in. Under the careful count, there are nearly thirty people, all of whom are no less than masters of the transformation realm, and the first two, a man and a woman, have reached the colorless realm in cultivation.

The comers are not good.

Even if Shi Chengdang stood up, and this man didn't talk nonsense, his face was very provocative, and he called King Fudong Ming to come out and lead the death by name.

Shi Cheng was immediately furious, wielding a giant hammer and meeting it, and his momentum was terrifying.

However, momentum alone was not enough, and before the three combinations, Shi Cheng fell under the man's cold front, and was torn open in the abdomen by a delicate dagger, and immediately fell to the ground.

This feeling almost reminded Shi Cheng of how powerless and desperate he was when he faced Mo Jun in the first place.

He didn't need to look up to feel the complex look of the eyes coming from all directions, from flirtatiousness and sneer, to sorrow and pity, and to the indifference like a sword of wind and frost.

The man's contempt was even worse, and he sneered: "Why, is the Great Wei Deming King of the Tianxin Sect only at this level? I see, this palace, as well as these dead soldiers, should be ruled by our Yu Linling! You must know that in this dark underground world, there is a saying that the strong are respected!"

Shi Cheng couldn't refute it, all he could do was to maintain the last face of the Tianxin Sect.

So he also replied with a sneer: "If the King of the Ming Dynasty and the King of the Third Ming Dynasty are here, how can you get such a miscellaneous fish as presumptuous?"

The man's laughter grew wilder, and then he kicked Shicheng in the head hard, kicking and scolding.

The other woman watched it all indifferently, as if nothing had anything to do with her.

Xu Xingyan, who was hiding in the rear, was already furious when he saw this, and scolded, even though he wanted to rush up and fight with Yu Linling, he was unexpectedly grabbed by Bai Fan beside him, and quietly glanced at him, signaling him to look to the side.

Xu Xingyan was stunned for a moment, looked up, and saw a familiar figure in the distance.

Xu Xingyan admitted that he used to hate this person very much, and was full of resentment and suspicion towards this person, but at this moment, there was an almost irrepressible emotion that emerged, which made him excitedly want to roar and roar, and vent the suppressed feelings he had always had to the entire Tianxin Sect, without vomiting or unhappy.

The man seemed to have kicked enough, he glanced around proudly, and shouted, "You Tianxin Sect, who else?"

"Me. ”

A calm and long voice suddenly appeared, obviously not loud, but it fell into the ears of everyone present as clearly as thunder, and that indifferent color, as if filled with supreme majesty, made people's hearts tremble.

The man turned his head sharply, and even the woman looked at her with a strange look.

King Fudo was still dressed like that, with a wide black robe covering his whole body, an ugly demon mask, and long black hair that hung down like a waterfall around his waist...... He walked calmly and slowly into the hall.

And the eyes of the dead soldiers of the Tianxin Sect finally changed at this moment.

They took a deep breath and became held high, and their original expressions invariably changed to indifference to everything, but this indifference was no longer looking at Shicheng, but squinting at the man in the field.

In the main hall, the silence was terrifying, as if the sound of needles falling to the ground could be heard.

With his arms behind his back, King Fudo passed by Yulinling and the others like a leisurely stroll, not even looking at the stone city that fell to the ground, but went straight up the stairs until he reached the throne at the front of the main hall, and then looked back and looked down proudly.

"Such a disgusting aura, I think you are Yulinling's people, what are you doing here?"

A cold sweat suddenly broke out on the backs of the assassins of Yulin Ling.

When the King of the Immovable Ming passed by them, no one dared to take a breath, because they instinctively felt a kind of fear, as if their life and death were being held in the palm of their hands, and their gods were destroyed when they moved.

King Fudo Ming is not walking slowly, but in this short breath, it seems like every other year.

The arrogance of the man at the head was also a little lower, but he still mocked disdainfully: "Is it possible that the owner goes home, and I have to ask the family dog if he agrees?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone in the audience was angry.

Only then did the Fudo Ming King begin to carefully examine the two assassins in the lead. Both of them were wearing tight-fitting night suits, and the man in the middle was short and looked thinner, but he could not hide his tight muscles, and he must have exploded when he moved.

The woman's face was wearing a black veil, revealing only a pair of thin eyebrows and sharp eyes, a long ponytail with golden curly hair, looking at her hair color, she looked like a person from the Western Regions, and her body was small and exquisite, and her figure was concave and convex under the night clothes, which was very charming.

A different color flashed in the eyes of the King of Fudong, and he didn't pay attention to the man's ability to speak, but just laughed.

"What are you laughing at?" the man said angrily.

"Looking at some of you, I laugh at Yulinling, who is not as good as before. King Fudo Ming said lightly: "The assassins of Yulin Ling have never had a sense of fear, they are fearless and fearless in order to achieve their goals...... Although the deity does not despise the people of Yulin Ling, if you really want to face it, at least there will be a minimum of respect. ”

"And you people, but you have been disbanded for too long, and have lived a pampered life, and you have become afraid of death?

When the man heard this, he was annoyed as if he had been poked by the Immovable King, and he turned his head angrily to look at the rest of the assassins behind him, and a gloomy look appeared in his eyes.

The Assassins, out of shame or not, suddenly lowered their heads.

At this time, the woman suddenly spoke: "Look at the reaction of these people, you are ...... Fudo Ming King?"

King Fudo Ming didn't answer, but asked rhetorically, "You were sent by Sikong Lao'er?"

The man snorted coldly: "I said it all, the owner goes home, and there is no need to ask the family dog if he agrees!"

King Fudo Ming ignored him, sneered, and said, "Well, I have long expected such a day...... When the deity came in, I heard someone say that in this underground world, the strong are respected, and if you dare to hurt my subordinates and dare to come and provoke the Tianxin Sect, you must have already come to your senses. ”

The man said ruthlessly: "Yes, after tonight, the Tianxin Sect will no longer exist!

King Fudo Ming glanced at him indifferently and sighed: "The deity is not a person who likes to waste time, since this is the case, there is no more nonsense. ”

As soon as the words fell, a violent momentum rose into the sky, and I saw the black robe of the King of Fudo Ming fluttering in the wind, the purple-black aura was permeated, and a phantom appeared out of thin air behind him, opening his teeth and dancing his claws.

Then he contemptuously hooked his fingers at the Yulin Ling people at the next place, and said coldly.

"You guys, let's go up together. ”

The man was furious when he heard this, he was the only one in his life who looked down on others, how could he ever receive such contempt? But fortunately, although he was arrogant, he was not reckless, since this immovable king dared to let out his arrogant words, he must have his own reliance, and he would never take it lightly!

"Be careful, I see that this person's momentum is not weaker than our door master, and he even has to ......" The woman on the side gritted her teeth and reminded softly: "So, I'll go with you!"

The man glanced at the woman hatefully, pointed at King Ming, gritted his teeth and said, "You must know that only Liu Wanli has allowed us Yulin Ling assassins to join forces in the whole world, and this guy is nothing?"

The woman shook her head, and when she was about to speak, her golden pupils suddenly dilated, and her face was full of horror.

The black robe of the King of Fudo Ming suddenly turned into a crow in the sky, whistling, and when she was about to parry, she felt countless black meteors flashing, and she couldn't open her eyes, and her ears were full of crows flapping their wings and strange screams, which were extremely unpleasant.

And for a moment, everything was calm again.

Before the blonde woman could catch her breath, she suddenly noticed that the man next to her had fallen to the ground, seemingly unconscious.

And that black storm swept in again.

The last thing she saw in front of her eyes was the ugly grimace that was close at hand, and what sounded in her ears was the arrogant sneer of the black-robed man.

"It's just right, the mood of the deity is terrible!"

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