The two Songshan Taibao were all folded in Huashan, which made Zuo Lengchan angry. Especially Ding Mian, the head of the Thirteen Taibao of Songshan, has always been Zuo Lengchan's left and right arms, and the pillar of the Songshan faction, he died an unknown death, and was buried in a small barren forest like garbage, without even a tombstone.

The price spent on cultivating an absolute peak master was too great, and even the profound heritage of the Songshan Sect was very difficult.

It is quite awesome for the general small sect to produce a first-class master, the top master, that is, the top combat power of the rivers and lakes, and the sect with the ultimate combat power must be able to become a prince.

The reason why the Golden Daomen dares to claim the king and hegemony in Luoyang City is because the master of the door, Wang Yuanba, is a top early stage master, just one top early stage master has such a terrifying status in the rivers and lakes, the Songshan faction actually lost two top peak masters at once, how can Zuo Lengchan not go crazy.

Zuo Lengchan is angry not because of how deep their senior brother's feelings are, he is an extremely cold-blooded and vicious hero, if necessary, he can sacrifice all the entire Songshan Thirteen Taibao, as long as the interests are big enough, he can abandon anyone at any time.

The lives of Songshan disciples can only be controlled by me, Zuo Lengchan, and if others dare to exercise my privileges, I will let him live better than die, and his corpse will be broken into thousands of pieces. This is Zuo Lengchan's heart.

"Senior Brother in charge, according to the information that Senior Brother Ding sent before he died, this Yue Buqun has become one of the few peerless masters in the rivers and lakes today, and his martial arts are unfathomable. ”

Tang Yinghe said worriedly, as the head of the most mysterious intelligence agency of the Songshan faction, he has not figured out Yue Buqun's true strength for so many years, so he is very jealous of Yue Buqun.

"The eighteen dragon slaying jianzhen led by Sima Yan is infinitely powerful, and it can trap and kill the masters of the peerless early stage. With the addition of Feng Buping, Lu Bai, and Gao Kexin, it is enough to completely destroy the Huashan faction, and I want to let Yue Buqun die without a complete body. ”

Zuo Lengchan said coldly.

Since the ambitious Zuo Lengchan sat in the position of the head of the Songshan faction, he began to set up a secret team of killers, called "Dragon Slayer", with his henchman Sima Yan as the leader.

"Dragon Slayer" has cultivated seventeen bloody and brutal top masters. Together with Sima Yan, they are known as the Eighteen Dragon Slaying Warriors, and over the years, they have secretly killed countless sects and warriors who are enemies of the Songshan faction.

"Senior Brother Lu and Senior Brother Gao can take action at any time, but this letter is uneven, I'm afraid I won't be able to deal with Yue Buqun in the short term?"

Tang Yingju's expression was a little hesitant, he slurred, and stopped talking.

"What do you say, Feng Buping is a peerless master, a sharp weapon I use to deal with Yue Buqun, how can I not be able to do it?"

Zuo Lengchan frowned. Seeing that Tang Yingyu wanted to speak and stopped, he hurriedly asked, "What's going on?"

"When Senior Brother Lu Bai found Feng Buping, he was healing, and it is said that he was besieged and plotted by Yue Buqun and others. This Yue Buqun is really a hypocrite. ”

Tang Yingju said helplessly: "Unless you take a healing medicine like the Millennium Snow Lotus or the Ten Thousand Year Lingzhi, you will not be able to recover your combat effectiveness in the short term. ”

"To deal with Yue Buqun, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, and it must not be missed. Zuo Lengchan said firmly: "Didn't you divide a thousand-year-old Tianshan Snow Lotus last time, and arrange for the disciples to quickly whip Feng Buping over." Help him heal his wounds and restore his combat strength. ”

"Senior brother in charge, this. That's not a good fit, is it?"

Tang Yingyu's face changed when he heard this, and he suddenly felt a little unnatural, this thousand-year-old Tianshan Snow Lotus was a peerless elixir that he used to impact peerless masters, and he had never been willing to use it, and now he wanted to give it to that seal for nothing, how could he be reluctant.

"What's out of place. You are the deputy head of the Songshan faction, you are directly responsible for this matter, Feng Buping is working for you, of course this elixir must be produced by you. ”

Zuo Lengzen said as a matter of course.

"Senior Brother in charge, after I consolidate the realm for a while, I will be able to impact the realm of peerless masters. This thousand-year-old snow lotus can increase the success rate by 30%. ”

Tang Yingyu still didn't want to give up, and wanted to dispel Zuo Lengchan's bad thoughts.

"Senior Brother Tang, you are the Songshan Taibao, the pillar of my Songshan faction, you must have ambition, ambition, and long-term vision, what is a mere elixir. ”

Zuo Lengchan pressed Tang Yingyu's shoulder and said: "The Huashan faction has an amazing background, and when Yue Buqun is killed and the Huashan faction is destroyed, how many of this elixir will be there, and it will be everywhere at that time, just like Bai Zhi, huh?"

Under Zuo Lengchan's resolute and strong attitude, Tang Yinghe had to compromise and send the cherished thousand-year-old Tianshan Snow Lotus to Feng Buping with tears in his eyes.

......

Zuo Lengchan didn't know that Gao Kexin, the Taibao of Songshan who he had high hopes for, also followed in the footsteps of Ding Mian and others, and was easily killed by Ling Hu Chong on this dark and windy night.

Like Ding Mian and other Songshan Taibao, Gao Kexin is also blind, even more aggrieved than Ding Mian Feibin, from great joy to great sorrow, from the invincible state of pretending to be forced to being suddenly cut by a sword, Gao Kexin just wants to explode a few foul words to God before he dies.

Thinking that he Gao Kexin was promoted to the top of the peak not long ago, it was when he was full of spirit and vigor, he volunteered to lead the team to Luoyang to stop Yue Buqun, but he didn't want to end up dead.

People in the rivers and lakes are accustomed to fighting and killing, Gao Kexin is not afraid of death, but as a top master of the famous rivers and lakes, even if he dies, he will die vigorously, so that his name will always be remembered in the rivers and lakes.

What is the situation now, Nima cut my throat with a sword without saying a word, so that Lao Tzu couldn't even explain a last word, just like the garbage that he killed casually before, he died extremely aggrieved.

"Don't ask me where I'm from, don't ask me where I'm going, weishenme wandering ......"

Linghu Chong hummed a song at the top of his throat, and slowly walked towards Gao Kexin, who was holding his throat and was extremely unwilling.

Gao Kexin instinctively covered his throat with his hands, trying to stop the blood that was spilling rapidly, but these were useless efforts, his trachea had been cut, and he opened his mouth to speak, but he could only make vague syllables of "grunt".

"You want to ask me who I am? I'm not going to tell you, you want to tell you who you are, and I'm not interested in knowing, you're destined to be a dead man, so why bother talking so much nonsense. ”

Ling Hu Chong held down Gao Kexin's dantian with one hand, and the terrifying suction of the Northern Shengong frantically absorbed Gao Kexin's pure true qi that had not yet collapsed, and those heaven and earth elixirs that had not yet been digested by him and were lurking in his body frantically surged towards Ling Hu Chong with the true qi in the dantian.

With a "plop", Gao Kexin fell to the ground weakly, his eyes became more and more misty, and he was about to lose his breath.

Suddenly, a trace of blush flashed on his originally pale face, and he magically spoke.

"Old, Lao Tzu is a brocade lion, high, high ......"

Gao Kexin's eyes widened, and he roared out a few vague syllables like a flashback, and then he was completely out of breath, and he was really dead.

Ling Hu Chong took out the robe engraved with "Evil Sword Spectrum" from Gao Kexin, who fell to the ground, and stuffed it into his arms, and walked away. (To be continued......)

PS: Thank you for not being too rampant for your support, how can this book friend's nickname correspond so much to the title of this chapter.