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Chapter 67 Cooperation

Chu Yang was shocked, who was this person and how could he know his identity?
Chu Yang looked around in surprise, and suddenly felt a familiar fluctuation among the forty or fifty people.
"Haha, the mighty Piaomiao Sect actually came together with the Blood Demon Sect." Chu Yang did not answer this question, but when he felt the fluctuation, he understood something.
Hearing Chu Yang's words, the man in the wheelchair hiding behind was shocked, but then he thought that he was not involved with the Blood Demon Sect.
No, what kind of force is the Blood Demon Sect?
"The Blood Demon Sect, the abandoned son of the Blood Demon Sect?" the leading woman asked.
"The Blood Demon Sect is actually related to the Blood Demon Sect?" Chu Yang thought secretly in his heart.
"Haha, you're just trying to be mysterious." The man named Wei Teng said disdainfully.
The leading woman waved her hand and said: "If you can really find the spies of the Blood Demon Sect, it means that you have a skill that we are not as good as. We can cooperate with each other."
This woman recognized Chu Yang's strength. Although the three of them were injured, Chu Yang was still strong enough to compete with Wei Teng at his peak, or even surpass him.
It may be slightly weaker than her, but they are all on the same level.
"But if you can't find it, you must obey our orders if you want to stay. However, your status is second only to us."
"I want to leave, can you stop me?" Chu Yang sneered.
"Can you take away those six people? You can only take away your little sweetheart." said the woman floating in the air.
Chu Yang sneered and said nothing.
The level of my own energy and blood power is much higher than that of ordinary people. Even if I bring that fat man with me, it will not affect my speed.
As for Zheng Bai, if he hadn't been unclear about the Piaomiao Sect's attitude, he might have surrendered to the enemy long ago.
"Who is that person you are talking about?" the leading woman asked.
"The third row, the old man in linen clothes." Chu Yang replied.
Everyone looked towards the place Chu Yang mentioned.
The old man in linen clothes looked surprised, as if he didn't expect it to be him.
"What evidence do you have?" the leading woman asked.
"Haha, you can't see a single puppet, and you ask me what evidence I have?" Chu Yang sneered.
"Puppet?" Everyone was in an uproar, some were shocked, some were confused, and some were scornful.
"I think this old man can talk
, the blood is bright red, and the skin color is normal. How do you rely on your imagination to conclude that he is a puppet?" Wei Teng curled his lips and said.
"Haha, give him some blood. If he doesn't breathe, the blood will gradually turn black." Chu Yang replied.
"Huh," Wei Teng glanced at the leading woman and reluctantly walked to the old man's side.
"I'm sorry. If you weren't a puppet, I would definitely make that kid look good." Wei Teng glared at Chu Yang and said softly to the old man.
"It doesn't matter, it's just some blood." The old man said nervously.
With a "crack", a cut appeared in the old man's palm.
Drops of blood flowed down.
The hole is not very big, but if it were really big, the old man would have to die first in order to respect him without taking a hundred breaths.
Within fifty breaths, the old man's palms began to drip with black blood.
Within seventy breaths, the old man's blood completely turned black.
"This?" Wei Teng also lost his mind and looked back at the leading woman.
Before the woman could make a move, Chu Yang moved first. Before Wei Teng could react, a green light flashed, and the old man's arm "teared" off, and was cut off by Chu Yang.
From the broken arm, a large amount of bright red blood poured out,
The old man immediately rolled in pain and kept screaming.
Li Qianqian and others all looked tense, feeling that it was too bloody.
Chu Yang looked on with cold eyes and said calmly: "Are you really in pain?"
The old man looked at Chu Yang doubtfully and stood up, his face dull.
"Haha," Chu Yang snorted coldly and cut off the old man's head.
This time, there was no change at all on the head. Not even black blood splattered.
Chu Yang tapped the old man's chest, and the old man walked forward directly without any stagnation.
"I'll go," the people around said incessantly, seeming very surprised.
The leading woman looked at the woman floating in the air. The woman floating in the air made a move with her right hand, and the old man's severed arm was directly in her hand.
"Fetching objects from the air?" Chu Yang was shocked. This woman was probably close to a fourth-grade spiritual master.
"It's a puppet," the woman floating in the air concluded.
When Wei Teng saw that the woman had come to a conclusion, he hit the old man with a hammer, causing blood and flesh to fly everywhere.
The old man's body was directly smashed to pieces.
broken.
Wei Teng squatted down, rummaged around, and finally found a yellow stone among a pile of meat. He handed it to the woman floating in the air.
"It's Xue Yun's handiwork." The woman pointed the stone towards the sky and after careful observation, she came to the conclusion.
"Blood cloud?" Chu Yang was also thinking in his mind, wondering if he was the same person as the one he met.
"Is the person from the Blood Demon Sect you are talking about a Qi Transformation monk named Xueyun?" the leading woman said.
Chu Yang was noncommittal and did not answer.
"Hello, my name is Liu Yi, welcome to join us." Liu Yi showed no reaction from Chu Yang, stretched out his white and smooth jade hands, and smiled at Chu Yang.
Liu Yi's smile was sincere and refreshing, as if all the previous unpleasantness no longer existed.
Chu Yang looked at it coldly, then stretched out his hand to shake it.
Liu Yi's jade hands were as soft as boneless, smooth and slender. A normal man would probably touch them twice more.
Chu Yang shook his hand briefly and then let go.
Liu Yi didn't seem to care. He turned around and introduced: "This is my sister, Liu Yao, a spiritual master."
Then someone pointed at Wei Teng and said, "This is Wei Teng, a Dharma cultivator with surging energy and blood."
"Finally, I would like to explain that although you have joined us, any action must be voted on by the four of us. You are not allowed to act privately. Do you understand?"
"Is this a trap for me?" Chu Yang's eyes changed, and he understood in his heart.
Although this Liu Yi is not with the Blood Demon Sect, he is also a person with considerable influence in the city.
This is like some unscrupulous shopkeepers placing two identical items in their stores. One sells ninety mid-grade spiritual stones, and the other sells one hundred mid-grade spiritual stones.
As long as the guests come to see it, they will definitely pick up the ninety spirit stones, thinking that they have made a profit.
In the same way, even if he doesn't point out this puppet, Liu Yi will definitely find a reasonable reason for himself to be on an equal footing with them and make himself grateful.
But what kind of equality is this? The three of you have three votes, and I have one vote. What is the difference between me and not having the right to vote?
Seeing Chu Yang's face darken, Liu Yi knew that Chu Yang had figured it out.
But so what, the agreement has been reached.
Together they will benefit both, and apart they will suffer both.
Chapter completed!
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