Chapter Ninety-Three: Capture

"Bastard!" Bao is not furious. But in the face of Feng Lin's fierce palm power, they had no confidence to resist at all, and had to retreat and avoid Feng Lin's palm power.

The time has been lost, and in such a short pause, the people of the Divine Sect have already made Gongye Qian's three people live together like dumplings.

"Run, run again!" Zhong Wanqiu sneered at the three of them. He shook the big ring knife in his hand, and the knife ring collided with the knife surface, making a crisp clang, which looked a little weird with his smug and angry horse face.

A bitter smile appeared at the corner of Gongye Qian's mouth, this time it can be planted. Thinking that he was about to fall into the hands of the Demon Sect, he suddenly felt that his future was dim.

With Feng Lin's move, Gongye Qian, and Bao are different, the ending of the three of them can already be met, and after a few moves, the three of them are already lying on the ground and can't get up.

The people of the Baizhan Hall were very conscious and untied the hemp rope from their waists and tied several people firmly. Just as they were about to tie up Zhuo Bufan and the Unjust Daoist, the Unjust Daoist let out a terrible scream.

"Ahh

Ever since he was thrown to the ground by the Demon Lord, the Unjust Daoist felt that his legs had never been able to lift a trace of strength, so he couldn't help but reach out and knead his legs. But it's still not colorless, and the legs can't detect the touch.

Zhuo Bufan gritted his teeth and said nothing, staring at Zhang Feng deadly, the hatred in his eyes was difficult to wash away even if he poured out all the rivers and seas. He knew that he was finished, but the tail of the spine was broken by the Demon Lord, and the two of them didn't want to stand up in the future. Thinking that he would have to be in a wheelchair for the rest of his life, he couldn't help but hate the Demon Lord in his heart, and he wished that he suddenly got the enlightenment of the gods, not only did his body recover, but his martial arts also made great progress, and he tortured and killed the Demon Lord thousands of times before he was willing.

sighed secretly in his heart, Zhuo Bufan also knew that it was just his own whim, and he couldn't help but secretly hate that he shouldn't be obsessed with his mind, so that there was today's tragedy.

The hatred in the eyes of Zhuo Bufan and others. Zhang Feng directly ignored it. Since the Divine Cult Exhibition, the number of people who have been offended is like a carp crossing the river, and there are countless people. If you fight them one by one, you don't have to do anything.

In a short period of time, he defeated Murong Fu, captured Zhuo Bufan, and the three ministers of the Unjust Dao and Murong Fu. This kind of change shocked the cave owners, and the island owners were dumbfounded.

Looking at Zhuo Bufan and the others who had become prisoners of the stairs, the original hearts of those island owners and cave owners who were about to stir were like being poured a basin of cold water on their heads on a bitter cold day, and they couldn't help but shiver. Only then did they come to their senses, and they couldn't help but be shocked and frightened by the strength of the Demon Sect. Who is Murong Fu? The famous 'Southern Murong' in the rivers and lakes. It is the same level as 'Beiqiao Feng' and 'Zhongyi Feng', and if you want to beat them, even those martial arts celebrities, it is difficult to do it. But at this time, he was actually defeated by a member of the Demon Lord's command, who was not well-known, which made everyone realize that the Divine Sect was full of talents. It's not just the Demon Lord who is the only one who is the leader.

Zhang Feng's gaze swept indifferently over everyone's faces, although he knew that the Demon Lord was not staring at him, but these cave masters, the island master's heart was beating wildly, and he only felt that the Demon Lord's eyes were like knives, and the courage in his heart could not be improved at all, and his own momentum was weak and weak, and he subconsciously lowered his head. didn't dare to look at Zhang Feng.

The scene was a little cold, the wind was dancing, the demon lord was hunting in black, and his slender and straight body stood proudly in the wind. Opposite him, these cave owners, island owners stood restlessly, in stark contrast.

One zhang away from Zhang Feng. There were five men with nervous expressions standing. These five people were the ones who couldn't stand the stimulation just now and came up to kill Zhang Feng. At this time, they saw the Demon Lord's gaze coming, their bodies trembling, and their lips twitched. The knife in his hand trembled.

Zhang Feng just looked at them quietly, without words. But it was this silent deterrence that made them feel a majestic pressure.

Under Zhang Feng's gaze, these people seemed to be overwhelmed by Mount Tai, and their knees gradually bent.

After a while, they could no longer bear the torment, and one of them fell to his knees with a pout, and under his influence, the others knelt down one after another. The head was like pounding garlic, and the five people slammed into the hard ground, blood splattered, and it seemed that the heavier the knock, the more they could prove their remorse.

"The adults spare their lives, but the little ones are bewitched by the sluts of the Vulture Palace, begging the adults to spare the lives of the little ones. ”

"Sect Master, you have a lot of old people, just treat me as a fart, let me go!"

"Sect Master, your old man is mighty and powerful, and the little one has always admired him very much, and I can't wait to serve your old man in this life, and ask the sect master to give his subordinates a chance to reform themselves. "These people are not disciples of the Divine Cult, but at this time, they have the audacity to call themselves members of the Divine Cult.

......

These men were bold before, and they were better than the other brothers. But now he is actually less daring than a mouse, and he begs for mercy and flatters the demon king, which is really shameless.

When their lives were at stake, these people changed their tricks to please the Demon King, hoping that he would be happy and let him go.

One of them, a simple-looking and burly man, is the most flattering, which makes people can't help but get drunk and fluttering.

In the crowd, an old man in a gray-brown robe, his eyes widened, staring at this simple-looking man, his black and white beard trembling wildly. If you get closer, you can see the corners of his mouth twitch wildly. Words such as 'man must not be disguised,' 'have eyes without beads,' and 'rebel' kept coming out of his mouth.

In fact, the reason why he is like this is because this man is his apprentice. He took this man as an apprentice because of his appearance. He felt that this person looked honest and honest, respected his teacher, and worked steadfastly. Unexpectedly, this time his fate was on the verge of death, and his true nature was exposed, which was even more villain than a villain.

"Demon Lord, good job, kill all these dog minions in the thirty-six holes and seventy-two islands, and I should say a few good words for you in front of my grandmother. "The woman of the Vulture Palace who was guarding the gate continued to sow discord.

As her words fell, those island masters and cave masters couldn't help but look awe-inspiring, looked at Zhang Feng nervously, and subconsciously grabbed the weapons in their hands.

Zhang Feng retracted his gaze and slowly left. For the words of the disciples of the Jun Tianbu, they didn't pay attention to it at all.

Seeing that the Demon Lord did not settle accounts with him, the five people who were kneeling on the ground suddenly let out a long breath and glanced at each other, feeling that they would have the rest of their lives after the catastrophe. However, before they could fully relax, they saw several disciples of the Hundred Battle Hall pounce like tigers and wolves.

"What are you doing, leave me quickly. ”

"You are so bold, the sect leader has not yet spoken, you ...... Ahh

"What kind of character is the sect leader, you also deserve to let him hang on his lips?" "Your grandmother, who is bold enough, actually just disrespects the sect leader and doesn't peel off your skin, how can you deter those little ones?"

"Senior brother, master, help...... I don't want to die......"

"Brother, help...... Ah......h

In the crowd, the people who were quite close to these five people couldn't bear to see them being captured by the people of the Divine Sect, but they didn't dare to go up to stop them, and turned around with a long sigh and turned out of sight.

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