One thousand seven hundred and twenty-eight chapters in the stroke
The leader of the Shenlong Sect, Hong Antong, did not say a word. In fact, his attitude was already very clear. Zhong Zhiling had been following Hong Antong from birth to death since he founded the Shenlong Sect. If Hong Antong, the leader of the Shenlong Sect, had really opened the net and let Zhong Zhiling go, he would have spoken long ago. I will never wait until now and let my subordinates argue.
Zhong Zhiling's face changed greatly. His fear had reached the extreme. His body was trembling. He bent his knees and knelt down on the ground. He kowtowed repeatedly and said: "Subordinate...subordinate...the supervision is incompetent and deserves death. Please ask the leader." He Madam's net... open the net to a certain extent, and my subordinates will make atonement for their sins."
The leader's wife smiled and said: "Atoning for your sins? What credit do you have? I also said that you were really loyal and working for the leader. Now things have gone wrong, and the leader's plan has been exposed."
Zhong Zhiling walked forward on his knees and called out: "Master, I have followed you through life and death. Although I have no merit, I have also worked hard..." Before he finished speaking, the leader's wife sneered: "Why are you mentioning the past? ?How much more can you do for the teacher at such an old age? Wouldn’t it be happy if you quit the position at Bailongmen earlier?” After all, in fact,
Zhong Zhiling raised his head, looked at Master Hong, and said sadly: "Master, do you really have no feelings for your old subordinates and brothers?"
Leader Hong's face was dull, and he said calmly: "There are too many old and confused people in our sect, and we should rectify it." His voice was low and his words were unclear. This was what he said after everyone quarreled. first sentence.
Upon hearing this, Zhong Zhiling's face was full of despair, "Cult Leader, if you really don't like me as an old man, then expel me from Shenlong Cult!"
However, Hong Antong and his wife did not want to give Zhong Zhiling even this opportunity. Mrs. Hong sneered and said: "Since the founding of the Shenlong Sect, I have never heard of anyone living as a sect. You are really fanciful. Master, are you right? ?”
"Huh, it's really time to rectify the teaching."
After saying this, Zhong Zhiling became even more desperate, "Leader, it turns out that you have to kill your subordinates!"
The leader's wife slapped the table and said, "Here comes a colorful dragon!"
When they heard the words "Colorful Divine Dragon", everyone screamed and couldn't help but exclaimed. Four envoys in black at the entrance of the hall each held a wooden plate in their hands, and the plate was covered with a brass round cover. Before Zhong Zhiling put the wooden plate on the ground, he quickly turned around and retreated. Everyone in the hall also took a few steps back in unison.
"What is the colorful divine dragon? Everyone is so afraid of it? Is it some kind of very powerful poison?" Zeng Yizheng was thinking about it. Zhong Zhiling, who was kneeling on the ground, murmured: "The leader's teachings should always be in mind, and you can defeat the enemy with great achievements. If things don't work out,...hehe, if something doesn't work out, it's because my subordinates are not loyal." He stretched out his hand to hold the knot on the top of the copper cover and lifted it up. Something in the plate suddenly jumped up, and with a flash of white light, it was Zhong Zhiling. A short sword appeared in his hand, flew towards it, cut the object into two pieces, dropped it on the plate, and squirmed, but it turned out to be a small colorful snake.
"Made's feelings are like a venomous snake. I thought it was some powerful thing." The venomous snake looks very venomous, but such things have become more common in the past, so I won't be too surprised when I see them.
Zhong Zhiling suddenly took action and cut off the poisonous snake with a sword. Everyone was shocked. Several guards in black immediately rushed up with their swords and surrounded Zhong Zhiling. "How dare you disobey the leader?"
Mrs. Hong suddenly stood up, crossed her arms, and then waved three times in succession. There was a loud sound of a long sword being unsheathed, and dozens of boys and girls rushed into the hall, surrounding the older church members.
The older congregants did not take action, while Zhong Zhiling was entangled with the guards in black. Everyone looked at them. At this moment, the prince behind Zeng Yi whispered: "What is this?"
The taste is so fragrant!”
Zeng Yi didn't take it seriously at first, but after smelling it twice, he always felt like he had smelled this fragrance somewhere before? "It's so familiar. Have you seen this fragrance before?"
Zhong Zhiling was a super-first-class master. Although he was only a pseudo-super-class expert with elixirs, it was not something that a few young guards could handle. After a few moves, the four guards fell to Zhong Zhiling's sword.
"I, Zhong Zhiling, have no objection to you, the leader, but you, the leader, are killing us old brothers one by one."
"You mean that the leader is being unfair?" The leader's wife looked at Zhong Zhiling coldly. Then she looked at the people below and said softly: "Envoy Qinglong, Envoy Huanglong, you two think that the envoy White Dragon is plotting rebellion.
Do you deserve what you deserve for rebelling?"
An old man with sharp eyes and a sharp face bowed and said: "Zhong Zhiling rebelled against the leader and his wife, and his subordinates hated him very much. He reported it to his wife several times. She always said that for the sake of my old brother, let him repent.
Opportunity. The leader and his wife were magnanimous and only hoped that he would change his ways. Little did they know that this man was extremely vicious and his crime was unforgivable. To put him to death so easily was to give him an advantage. All the brothers in the church were grateful to the leader and his wife.
Kindness.”
Zeng Yi saw that it was indeed the Huanglong Envoy. Zhong Zhiling glared at the Huanglong Envoy, "You greedy person who is afraid of death, I will kill you!"
Huang Long immediately took a few steps back. At this moment, he suddenly heard a loud choking sound, and the swords in the hands of dozens of young men and women in the hall fell to the ground one after another. Everyone was astonished and saw that all the young men were exhausted on the ground.
But then those people also felt dizzy and unsteady on their feet. The weaker ones fell down first, followed by the others who staggered and fell down. In an instant, people fell to the ground in scattered directions in the hall.
The leader's wife exclaimed: "Why...why..." Her body softened and she slid down from the bamboo chair.
At this time, Zeng Yi also reacted, "Damn it! Isn't that smell the same as the Baihua Viper Ointment that I ate when I was ambushed earlier? I said I had asked about this smell!"
Almost everyone fell to the ground, and the leader of the Shenlong Cult was also very powerful. After everyone fell, the leader of the Shenlong Cult fell softly on the chair. Except for Zeng Yi, who was protecting the prince and took a few steps back.
Outside, only Zhong Zhiling was left standing. It goes without saying that Zhong Zhiling must have secretly applied the Baihua Viper Ointment.
The prince was shocked when he saw this situation, "Sir, what is going on!"
Zeng Yi did not answer his question. At this time, Zeng Yi saw that everyone from the Shenlong Sect had been attacked and fell to the ground. He couldn't help but think, "Mader, you might as well take this opportunity to kill these people from the Shenlong Sect directly. They can't do it anyway."
If you don’t have the ability to resist, you only need to kill Zhong Zhiling and you can do whatever you want!”
