Chapter 590: The End of Lore.

But one person runs the Phoenix Pavilion, and he can't do it without any ability, so although everyone knows that Feng Lingxiao is a cripple, they don't dare to find trouble with the Phoenix Pavilion casually.

There were still some puddles on the ground, Feng Lingxiao sat in a wheelchair and looked at the lore monk, and said with a faint smile: "Come to Phoenix Pavilion, do you want to get out alive?"

This sentence is really too bland, plain as if it is a nagging routine, but the lore monk knows that this is by no means a nag family routine, this is a fatal word, so after Feng Lingxiao said that sentence, the lore monk suddenly moved, so the first strike is strong, and then the first hand suffers, this truth is still understood by the lore monk.

But just when the lore monk killed Feng Lingxiao, Feng Lingxiao suddenly made a move, of course he was going to make a move, he was not a god, so he had to kill people.

Feng Lingxiao's shot was not very fast, but when the lore monk saw Feng Lingxiao's shot, he didn't dare to make a mistake casually, because he knew that he was not Feng Lingxiao's opponent, but he was not an opponent, and he had to fight, because if he didn't fight, he would really die here.

The lore monk slashed at Feng Lingxiao who was sitting in a wheelchair with a Zen staff, but just when the Zen staff was about to hit Feng Lingxiao, Feng Lingxiao suddenly struck out his hands, and then suddenly forced, and with a turn of his hands, he snatched the Zen staff in the hands of the lore monk.

Feng Lingxiao glanced at the lore monk lightly, and then threw the Zen staff he snatched on the ground, and the lore monk saw that Feng Lingxiao actually threw his own Zen staff, didn't he clearly want to tell himself that he was nothing in his eyes?

Feng Lingxiao's actions made the lore monk furious, no matter how he said it, he was also a leader, even if he was afraid of death, he was also a man, he had his own bottom line dignity.

So the lore monk didn't pick up his Zen staff, but suddenly made a move.

The palm of the lore monk at this time was very powerful, and even with three points of anger, and among these three points of anger, there were three points of death. The lore monk struck with a palm, Feng Lingxiao's wheelchair was forced to retreat and retreat, but Feng Lingxiao in the wheelchair was still smiling, he was not afraid of the lore monk, because he knew that the lore monk was definitely not his opponent, no matter how angry the lore monk was, he could not be Feng Lingxiao's opponent.

It's like an adult and a child, no matter how angry or desperate a child is, he can't be an opponent of an adult.

The lore monk was a child in front of Feng Lingxiao, just when the lore monk struck with a palm, Feng Lingxiao suddenly flashed, he flashed quickly, faster than his shot, which really made people think that a person with crippled legs could flash so fast.

Feng Lingxiao not only flashed, but also flashed behind the lore monk, and before the lore monk could react, he suddenly felt a numb waist, and then he didn't know anything.

The night fell silent again, everyone went back to their rooms to sleep, the shadow had been settled by Ai Xiang'er and them, and everything that happened tonight was so hasty, when everyone fell asleep, it all looked like a dream.

But this is not a dream, they all know this, this is a real thing.

A door creaked open, and then a person walked out of it, the man looked up at the bright moon in the sky, smiled faintly, and then walked towards an extremely hidden courtyard in the Phoenix Pavilion, which was a round door.

The man pushed open the little door, and then he swooped in, and there was no moonlight in the small courtyard, and after walking a few steps, he came to a door, and knocked gently.

The door opened, and the man flashed in, and a few thick candles burned on the table and around it, illuminating the whole room as if it were day.

"Brother Feng is really powerful, he can capture this lore monk alive, and he can't die even if he wants to. ”

Feng Lingxiao smiled faintly, and then said: "Brother Hua, are you making fun of me, if it weren't for your plan, how could I arrest him, if you have something to start asking, if he doesn't answer, here is a torture tool." ”

In fact, there are no torture instruments here, just that the killer monk was covered with his eyes.

The kidnapped monk looked anxious, he thought that there were really a lot of torture tools here, he could be said to know a lot about torture tools, he had used torture tools to torture people before, those red-hot iron pieces, branding, and wooden planks that clamped his fingers...... After the lore monk thought of this, he couldn't stop shaking back and forth.

Hua Qingyi smiled, and then asked, "Who are you?"

After Hua Qingyi asked this sentence, the lore monk did not answer, he was hesitating, whether he wanted to answer, if he answered, he might still be able to save a life, but if he didn't answer, he could also save a life, but he had to endure the pain of flesh and skin.

In fact, sometimes, death is not terrible, what is terrible is to be tortured, but it is not possible to die.

"Looks like you're not going to say it, well, in that case, I'll just try these torture instruments first. As soon as Hua Qingyi finished saying these words, the lore monk immediately spoke: "I am a member of the Heavenly Holy Gate. ”

"What is the Heavenly Holy Gate?" Hua Qingyi then asked.

"The Heavenly Holy Gate is not a thing, the Heavenly Holy Gate is a very large organization, even I, a third-level elder, have not seen the leader of my organization, but it is this kind of ignorance that our Heavenly Holy Gate is even more unscrupulous when it comes to doing things. ”

Hua Qingyi and Feng Lingxiao understand this, an organization is so huge that even the people in their organization have not seen their boss, then their organization must be unimaginably large, if you are a member of this organization, this person on the rivers and lakes, who else will you be afraid of?

Hua Qingyi understood that if he wanted to ask Feng Lingxiao the Boss of the Heavenly Holy Gate, he must not know, so Hua Qingyi retreated and asked, "What do you Heavenly Holy Gate do, I have been walking the rivers and lakes for so many years, why have I never heard of it?"

The lore monk smiled faintly, and then said very proudly: "We, the Heavenly Holy Sect, are going to be in charge of the rivers and lakes of this world. ”

"In charge of the world, your appetite is too big!" Hua Qingyi said with some sarcasm.

But the lore monk didn't care about Hua Qingyi's ridicule, because they had long been accustomed to the baptism of their Heavenly Holy Gate, and in their minds, the things in charge of the world's rivers and lakes must be the master of their Heavenly Holy Gate, and no one else was qualified.

"If you don't believe it, forget it, our Heavenly Saint Gate's martial arts are world-renowned, and my martial arts are already very good, but I am only a third-level character in the Heavenly Saint Gate. ”

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