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"Who is making a loud noise in front of my Chu Yunfeng door?" In the distance, Bu Yi's deep voice came from inside the door.

As soon as the words fell, a white rainbow rushed from the direction of the mountain behind Chu Yunfeng.

"Old man Situ Jin, I have come here to take Lan Feng's life!" Situ Jin's face was ruthless, and a black gourd instantly appeared in his hand, as soon as the lid of the gourd was opened, the majestic aura emitted by the fragments of the surrounding psychic pillar turned into a light blue stream, which was quickly inhaled by the gourd.

Bu Yi landed on the ground, saw the fragments of the psychic pillar all over the ground, was shocked, and glanced at Sun Qiang's body lying on the ground, his brows twisted together, and he looked up at the white-haired old man in the sky with palpitations, and said bitterly: "Senior Situ, where are you here to take Lan Feng's life, such a big movement, it is obvious that Chu Yunfeng wants to be buried with him!"

"Breaking your mountain protection array, just to teach you a lesson, if you don't hand over Lan Feng today, I will ask you Chu Yunfeng to be buried with you!" Situ Jin's face was hideous, and with a wave of his big hand, a small golden hammer was already in his hand.

At this moment, dozens of Jindan Stage elders rushed out of Chu Yunfeng's gate again, and when they saw such a messy scene, they all raised their heads and glared at Situ Jin in the sky, their faces ruthless.

Bu Yi's clothes were crackled by the cold wind blowing in his face, and he cautiously swept towards the hundreds of priests behind Situ Jin, and his heart sank.

It is worthy of being one of the top gate sects on Nameless Island, behind Situ Jin, the priest with the lowest cultivation has also reached the foundation building stage, how can he, a small sect with only a dozen foundation building stage disciples and a few poor Jindan stage elders, resist?

He turned his head and gave a look to the several imposing elders behind him, signaling them not to act rashly, bowed respectfully to Situ Jin, and said in a loud voice: "Senior Situ, Lan Feng is not in Chu Yunfeng, he was poisoned by your Ten Thousand Poison Scatter, presumably a month ago, he had already died of poison." ”

"Really?" Situ Jin's eyes flashed with a cold light, and he asked, "The space-like spell that Lan Feng learned, but you gave it to him?"

Bu Yi's face changed slightly, he shook his head again and again, and was about to speak, but Xie Wenque rushed out of a corner to explain Bu Yi.

"Senior Situ, Lan Feng, that waste, how could it be possible to use a space-based spell, it must be some kind of evil sect where he learned it, you must not blame the cloth cloth Dao chief, it is impossible for him to pass on this secret technique to a useless person who has cultivated to a stagnant condensation period. ”

"Did I ask you?" Situ Jin's eyes flashed with coldness, and he didn't even look at him, and in an instant, a sharp sword light pierced the sky, and with a piercing buzz, the sword light fell, piercing Xie Wenque's throat.

"He has a sister ......" Xie Wenque opened his mouth wide, wanting to say something, but his pupils were already dilated, and he fell down with strong remorse.

Xie Wenque, dead.

Behind Bu Yi, Zhou Fu's body moved slightly, losing his most powerful disciple, and his heart was dripping blood.

The other elders who had just wanted to rush forward quietly retracted their outstretched feet, and a hint of horror appeared on their faces.

Bu Yi stared at Xie Wenque who was lying on the ground, his expression was solemn, and without the slightest hesitation, he hurriedly replied: "Senior Situ, Lan Feng's move is really not a void type spell, I can prove it." ”

As he spoke, he had words in his mouth and was about to pinch the trick.

"No need!" Situ Jin snorted lightly, interrupting Bu Yi, who was about to cast a spell.

Bu Yi looked up, and there was a look of doubt in his eyes.

"Lan Feng definitely won't be able to live, even if he still has one breath left, where will the place he can go to besides Chu Yunfeng? If you want to survive and leave quickly, Chu Yunfeng can't stay!"

Situ Jin said, waving the golden hammer in his hand, the small hammer was good in the wind, and instantly turned into a sledgehammer with a diameter of two feet.

Hearing Situ Jin's words, Bu Yi was stunned, his face turned pale, he suddenly knelt on the ground, and pleaded: "Seniors have mercy, Chu Yunfeng has finally established a sect for thousands of years, and it can't be destroyed in my hands." ”

The disciples of the sect have basically all come out, and when they saw Bu Yi's behavior, they were all shocked and frightened.

You must know that the cloth cloth is long in their hearts, but they have never bowed their heads, why now, they actually endure humiliation and are willing to kneel on their knees, it seems that Chu Yunfeng is really in trouble today.

Situ Jin snorted coldly, obviously unmoved, his expression was cold, and he said in a deep voice: "Give you another chance, I'll count three times, after three sounds, there are still stranded people, just stay and bury my grandson's unjust soul!"

The janitor disciple Zhao Ling was a smart man, he witnessed the death of his junior brother Sun Qiang, and glanced at the body of Xie Wenque, who was already stiffened on the ground, and when everyone was still hesitating, he bowed deeply to Bu Yi, and quickly fled down the mountain.

"Three!"

As soon as these words came out, dozens of disciples rushed out again in an instant.

Bu Yi clenched his fists in humiliation, looked at the disciple who was quickly fleeing down the mountain, and sighed deeply.

"Two!"

The scene was already in chaos, and most of the disciples fled one after another, they had seen Situ Jin's decisiveness, and no one was willing to take risks for the sake of a sect of cultivation.

Zhou Fu's expression moved, he walked to Xie Wenque's side, hugged his beloved disciple, and was about to leave.

"Zhou Fu, are you going to leave too?" Bu Yi's eyes narrowed and he said in a deep voice.

Zhou Fu's body was shocked, he looked up at Situ Jin, a trace of firmness flashed in his eyes, and he silently turned into Changhong and left Chu Yunfeng far away.

Bu Yi laughed miserably, and without waiting for Situ Jin to count, he shouted angrily: "If you want to leave, leave now!"

Several elders behind him looked at each other for a moment, bowed guilty to Bu Yi, and one by one they were like lost dogs, and as soon as they lifted their bodies, they turned into Changhong and left quickly.

At this moment, his afterglow froze, and a black figure was left in a messy clearing.

"The apprentice is innocent, and he is willing to live and die with the master!"

The voice was sonorous and powerful, not at all like it came from the mouth of a dying man.

Bu Yi's body trembled slightly, he looked back at Bai Zhen deeply, and said with a wry smile: "Good apprentice, I didn't expect that in the end, you were willing to wait by the master's side." ”

Bai Zhen's cold face showed a hint of a smile, his hand was on the storage bag, his eyes were raised, he glared at the murderous Situ Jin fiercely, and said loudly: "I respect you, call you a senior, I hope you can show mercy to your subordinates, let Chu Yunfeng have a way to live, let me be a cow and a horse, Bai Zhen will not give up!"

"Oh, what a big breath!"

Situ Jin raised his white eyebrows, shook his head and said: "Your master knelt down, I was not moved, let alone you! However, your courage and loyalty, the old man appreciates it, the three breaths have passed, if you are willing to take refuge in the Seven Star Sect, the old man can consider sparing your life, how about it?" )