As soon as he was about to leave, he was surrounded by more than a dozen red-clothed people who appeared in an instant, and Song Wufeng looked at them with a gloomy face, and there was also a trace of panic in his eyes.

Before he could figure out what was going on, the blades in the hands of more than a dozen people shimmered with a cold luster and stabbed at the vital points around him.

The dozen or so people who appeared here were the blood-clothed people who had been waiting nearby.

With Han Cheng's eyesight, he could naturally see that the person who appeared at the entrance of the cave this time was just a person at the peak of the middle stage of the Yudan, and because of the jealousy of 'Wang Huan', he also disappeared in his heart.

Even if he shouted at the people who were ambushed around, and killed Song Wufeng, as long as he didn't know the terrifying strength of the two people who came out before, with the cooperation of more than a dozen of them, even if they were people in the late Yuan Infant period, they would dare to fight with them.

Dozens of blades appeared in front of him in an instant, and seeing the cold killing intent contained on them, Song Wufeng's pupils suddenly constricted, and he was also bitter in his heart.

It was not easy to escape from Liu Dui's pursuit all the way, but I didn't expect to encounter this kind of trouble again just after I came out and didn't have time to catch my breath. Although he kept complaining in his heart, his figure did not dare to slack off at all, and the soles of his feet stomped on the ground and jumped high in an instant.

The Qingluan in his hand was also thrown by him towards the place where everyone's blades shot with this jump, obviously wanting to use her to drag everyone's attacks, such a ruthless method, even a person like Han Cheng, who often had blood on the knife edge, couldn't help frowning slightly.

"Hmph!" Seeing that this guy's technique was so vicious, Han Cheng suddenly snorted coldly, and a thin sword in his hand, like a spiritual poisonous snake, appeared in a strange arc, passing over Qingluan's delicate body, and immediately stabbed at Song Wufeng's throat who was in the air.

Looking at this posture, Han Cheng was extremely dissatisfied with what he had done, and avoided opening Qingluan's body with a sword, stabbing at Song Wufeng, and those blood-clothed subordinates saw this, and their attacks were also slightly stunned.

According to the former's ruthlessness, when will the life or death of a person who has nothing to do with the task be taken into account?

Doubts rose in everyone's hearts, and the blade in their hands instantly pointed at the figure jumping in the air, since Han Cheng didn't make a move on that girl, they were naturally too lazy to do anything, after all, a person in a coma, the danger to them was far less than that of a person who was jumping around.

A funny scene ensued, Han Yuan was a little angry because Song Wufeng used a woman who had no ability to fight back, and he was a little angry for his current attack, so he avoided Qingluan's figure.

And those people behind didn't want to do much, so they also pointed the spearhead of the attack at the figure jumping in the air, and everyone ignored the unconscious girl at this moment, and let it fall heavily to the ground.

Suddenly, a dull snort came from Qingluan's mouth, and her delicate body slammed into the mountain covered with rubble.

"Ahem!" As the delicate body fell to the ground, a violent cough sounded from Qingluan's mouth, and then the slender eyelashes trembled slightly, and the next moment, the eyes slowly opened.

"Huh!" The thin sword in Han Cheng's hand locked onto Song Wufeng's throat like a poisonous snake, and a sharp sword qi appeared in front of him in the blink of an eye with a sneering sound that pierced the air.

Seeing this, Song Wufeng grasped the palm of his hand, and a short sword appeared in his palm again, and immediately swept out towards Han Cheng's thin sword.

"Wait!" The sound of the sword groaned sounded, and a trace of panic suddenly flashed on Song Wufeng's handsome face, and in the brief confrontation just now, he clearly felt a huge force coming from the opponent's thin sword, shaking his entire arm to a slight numbness.

The thin sword, which seemed to be weak, was like an iron rod in the opponent's hand, containing great strength, which suddenly made him a little flustered.

If there was only one person in front of him, he might still have the strength to stand up, but there were more than a dozen people on the other side......

Thinking of this, Song Wufeng hurriedly shouted.

"What? Do you want to leave some last words?" Seeing this, Han Cheng's eyes suddenly became gloomy, and he said lightly sarcastically.

"Brother Han, what nonsense are you talking about him, this kid is not a good thing at first glance, let's talk about killing him!" However, among the dozen or so people in the Bloody Clothes Gate, there was an angry shout.

"Yes, we have to fight quickly, don't listen to this kid's nonsense, kill him!" the angry shout fell, and immediately someone chimed in.

Seeing this, Han Cheng's eyes also condensed slightly, and the thin sword in his hand suddenly stabbed out, he also knew that this place was not a place for nonsense, in case this kid deliberately delayed time, what kind of helper was waiting, there would be some trouble at that time!

"Don't you want to know who killed the sect master?" Seeing that Han Cheng didn't stop, a trace of horror suddenly appeared in Song Wufeng's eyes, and he hurriedly shouted.

"Snort!" The thin sword brought up a sharp sword aura, and instantly paused half a foot in his chest, and a cold voice rang out: "What did you say?"

Seeing that Han Cheng had finally stopped the offensive, Song Wufeng suddenly breathed a heavy sigh of relief in his heart, and a grim smile appeared on his face, and he said, "Presumably a few of them are people from the Bloody Clothes Gate, right?"

Seeing this, Han Cheng's subordinates suddenly frowned, and one of them took a step forward, staring at him tightly, and shouted: "Boy, don't delay time here, if you have any fart, hurry up, if you talk nonsense again, don't blame us for being ruthless!"

I don't know why, after seeing the smile on Song Wufeng's face, he felt a disgust in his heart, and as he spoke, he also raised the blade in his hand, which means that as long as the other party dares to say a nonsense, I am afraid that he will immediately move and cut off his head.

And Han Chengwei also ignored this, staring at Song Wufeng with a pair of cold eyes, and said, "What did you say about our sect master just now?"

"The news that your master Tang Dongtian has died, I guess a few people don't know about it, right? Hehe, it's no wonder, everyone who knows the news is almost dead, and it's normal that no one sues you!" was robbed of the white, and the smile on Song Wufeng's face slowly retracted, and then sighed: "The master of the Tang Sect happened to be present before he died, to be honest, I have always respected the person of the Tang Sect Master, but I didn't expect ......."

Speaking of this, Song Wufeng looked at everyone with a look of pity, and his face also showed a look of pain, but if he looked closely, he would find that the moment his eyes were lowered, a poisonous color flashed from the depths of his eyes.

"How is it possible?" These words were like thunder, constantly roaring in the hearts of everyone in the Bloody Clothes Gate, and one after another angry voices continued to come out of their mouths.

The bloody clothes door was founded by Tang Dongtian, and he led everyone to break through with many bloody storms over the years, and suddenly heard the news that the door master was dead at this moment, which made it difficult for everyone to accept it for a while.

"This kid must be talking nonsense, don't believe his nonsense, how can the door master die?" And just when everyone was shocked and dazed by this news, a roar containing violent anger suddenly sounded!

Xuan even saw that the person who had robbed Bai Song Wufeng earlier was staring at him with a hideous face, and yelled at Han Cheng.

When his voice fell, everyone immediately reacted, and one after another shouted and reprimanded: "Yes! The cultivation of the main sect is unfathomable, how can he die lightly? It must be this kid's nonsense, don't listen to him, kill him!"

"Shut up!" Han Cheng heard the angry shouts that kept sounding behind him, his brows furrowed deeply, the Bloody Clothes Gate was created by Tang Dongtian, it can be said unceremoniously, Tang Dongtian is the soul of the Bloody Clothes Gate, as long as he is alive, the Bloody Clothes Gate will not disperse, but now......

Thinking of this, an irrepressible anger appeared in Han Cheng's heart, and he immediately shouted angrily behind him, staring at Song Wufeng with a calm gaze, and asked, "Is what you just said true?"

The relationship between him and Tang Dongtian was no worse than that of anyone present, but the Bloody Clothes Gate was Tang Dongtian's life's work, and Han Cheng couldn't watch it ruin like this.

Therefore, after suddenly hearing the news of the death of the door master, the first thing that came to mind was to confirm, as long as Song Wufeng dared to show even a hint of hesitation, Han Cheng would tear him to pieces as soon as possible.

"Alas...... Although this matter is unacceptable, I still want to sue you!" However, Song Wufeng sighed, shook his head with regret, and said, "The Tang Sect Lord has helped me many times in the ruins, and it can be regarded as a life-saving grace for the subordinates, but it's a pity ......"

Speaking of this, Song Wufeng sneered in his heart, glanced up at Han Cheng, and then said with great pain: "I am also very sad when such a thing happens, and I also tried my best to avenge the Tang Sect Lord, but the other party is overwhelming, and in the end, I am still invincible, and the injuries on my body are given by them!"

"What evidence do you have?" Hearing this, Han Cheng's face turned completely cold, and then he squeezed out a few words from between his teeth.

Then he seemed to think of something, stared at him with cold eyes, and shouted: "What about the cultivation of the sect master, we know in our hearts that even if we encounter any danger, no one can stop him if we want to escape, besides, with your vain late-stage cultivation of the Jiedan, how can the door master come together with you?"

Han Cheng was not a fool after all, he was able to get such a position in the Bloody Clothes Gate, he naturally had some means, and after listening to Song Wufeng's previous words, he carefully analyzed every one of the doubts.

He couldn't be more clear about Tang Dongtian's strength, even if he encountered the kind of monster before, it was not so easy to want his life.

Thinking of this, Han Cheng's eyes narrowed slightly, and a dangerous aura permeated his body.

"Of course I don't have a place where the Tang Sect Master can see it, but..."Seeing this, Song Wufeng's face also sank slightly, and he immediately sneered, and said: "However, there is a Yuan Infant Guardian by my side, as for why we came together, I don't think it needs to be explained, right? In that chaotic situation, it is normal to look for some allies, and the evidence you said..."

After a pause, I saw a cold look on his face, and then slowly spoke: "I can't take it out, and there is no evidence, if you don't believe it, Song has no choice, but it's a pity that the Tang Sect Lord I is a hero, but he ended up with no one to avenge him, alas......"

At the end of the words, Song Wufeng actually put away the short sword in his hand, obviously wanting to prove that what he said was true in this way!

Han Cheng's eyes suddenly opened, and surging spiritual power swept out of his body, and his heart was constantly considering the truth of the other party's words.

And at this moment, in the ruins cave that went straight to the ground, there was a sudden sound of rapid windbreaking, and then two figures with a thick black smoke appeared at the entrance.

When these two people appeared in front of him, Song Wufeng's face also became gloomy......

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