A large number of motionless killers lay on the ground. These people fell in a pool of blood, not knowing whether they were alive or dead.
And Ye Zihao stood quietly. The broken moon in his hand was not stained with any blood, but it exuded a creepy chill. At this time, he stood in front of a man who was trembling all over, and this man had been frightened for a long time.
His face was pale and he was so nervous that he was sweating all over. This person was none other than the fake Poison Saint from before.
In fact, you can't blame him for being so scared, because he just realized what overwhelming advantage is, what blood is, and what violence is.
In front of Ye Zihao, all these were displayed vividly. You must know that the fake Poison Saint in front of him is also a murderous devil, but he was still shocked by the scene in front of him.
What he never expected was that Ye Zihao was so terrifying.
"Ye...Yi Yehao! You have killed so many Jiuyou disciples, the sect leader...will not let you go."
The fake Poison Saint said something very scared.
"Isn't there too many people from your Jiuyou Sect that I have killed? So, you don't have to care about these lives, just kill them!"
Ye Zihao's face was expressionless, as if he didn't take this fake Poison Saint seriously.
"You... aren't you afraid of our sect leader's revenge?" The fake Poison Saint gritted his teeth and cursed angrily.
"If you're afraid, I won't call you Zihao!"
Ye Zihao said something coldly, and his words suddenly filled the mouth with false poisonous words.
He never expected that Ye Zihao would be so arrogant.
"Yi Zihao! If you let me go, I may help you plead with our sect leader, or he will let you go!"
The fake Poison Saint was a little scared, he didn't want to die so quickly.
Unfortunately, Ye Zihao sneered strangely and said lightly, "Haha! Your suggestion is very good, but it's a pity that I have never thought of reconciling with Jiuyoumen! Without it, there would be no me! Without me, there would be no it!
"
Having said that, the murderous aura emanating from Ye Zihao's body scared the fake Poison Saint and exclaimed, "No...no no!"
"Don't be afraid! I will make you feel no pain."
After saying that, Ye Zihao waved his hand forward and saw a cold light flash across the neck of the fake Poison Saint.
After a while, the fake Poison Saint covered his wound in pain, but blood still seeped out from his fingers.
"thump!"
The fake Poison Saint straightened up, then softened, and fell directly into a pool of blood. "Humph! This is what you get for lying to me!"
Ye Zihao said coldly, then put away the dagger, and then used corpse powder to deal with the scene.
…
Half an hour later!
Somewhere in China, a man received a message that everyone in the Longtan branch was bloodbathed!
After hearing the news, this man was surprisingly calm, as if the matter had nothing to do with him. However, this matter had a lot to do with him, because this person was none other than the sect leader of the Nine Nether Sect... Poison Saint
!
At this time, his subordinates asked for instructions and said: "Sect Master! Ye Zihao slaughtered our Jiuyou Sect, we can't just let it go like this! Sect Master, you take your brothers to destroy Ye Zihao!"
But at this time, Poison Saint shook his head and said lightly, "No rush! I have plenty of time!"
"But……"
The subordinate looked hesitant to speak, but Poison Saint glared at him, and he had to lower his head.
"Master! Please forgive my impulsiveness! Sorry!"
The subordinate said something very remorseful.
"Get out! If you dare to disobey me again in the future, I will be rude to you!"
Poison Saint gave a cold warning and said.
"My subordinate understands!"
The subordinate nodded and then retreated.
After this subordinate left, the Poison Saint had a gloomy expression, and a strange and terrifying smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
"Ye Zihao! Although I lost the Longtan branch, I know that you are a member of the Medical Saint Sect. Someone who can understand the Qianlong Nine Needles technique must have an important position in the Medical Saint Sect!! Haha, you kill me, Longtan
What about the people? For me, everything is worth it!”
…
The next day!
Ye Zihao took the plane and returned to Jiangcheng City.
After returning to Jiangcheng City, the first thing Ye Zihao did was not go back to the company, but went to the "Pretty Girl Bodyguard Company".
"Boss! You are finally back! Great!"
Wang Tao looked surprised. After all, when he learned that Ye Zihao was alone in Longtan, he was unspeakably worried.
But when Ye Zihao returned safely, Wang Tao secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
"Wang Tao! How have you helped me with what I asked you to do?" Ye Zihao asked with a serious expression.
"Boss! Don't worry! I have sent all the most powerful elites in the company to protect Mr. Yang and the others."
Wang Tao responded and said.
"Remember! Be careful!"
Ye Zihao warned him seriously. After all, Jiuyoumen is a very despicable organization, especially Poison Saint, who is even more cunning.
"Yeah! I understand!"
Wang Tao didn't dare to relax at all and agreed seriously.
At this time, Ye Zihao took out his cell phone and dialed Fatty's number.
"Dudududu!"
The phone rang a few times and the fat man answered it.
"Boss! I heard that you are back safely. Would you like to take me to have fun tonight?"
The fat man was joking, but Ye Zihao knew that the fat man was worried about him before. How could he know if he had just returned to Jiangcheng City? It was probably that the guy sneaked into the system of Jiangcheng Airport and found his flight.
"Fat man! Can't you be more serious?"
Ye Zihao laughed and cursed, and said.
"Hehe! Boss, I've always been serious!" Fatty responded obscenely, and then he asked: "Boss, please call me, are you okay?"
"This time when I went back to Longtan, I failed again! Moreover, I also let the Poison Saint know my identity as the Medical Saint Sect."
Zihao was quite unwilling. There were three nests of the Nine Nether Sect, but he missed two of them. Therefore, he could basically conclude that the real nest of the Nine Nether Sect was in Yunlong City.
"What? Another miss!" After the fat man heard this, he also felt unhappy. He even cursed, "Boss! That Poison Saint is so embarrassed! He deserves to die!"
"A cunning old fox indeed!"
Ye Zihao nodded, agreeing very much with Fatty's statement, and then he ordered: "Fatty! Now we can basically confirm that Jiuyoumen's home base is in Yunlong City, so you can help me investigate the situation there and see if I can
Find the specific location of Jiuyoumen!"
"Boss! Don't worry! Even if I dig three feet into the ground, I will dig out this old fox, Poison Saint!"
The fat man nodded and promised.
And Ye Zihao said gratefully, "Brother! Thank you for your hard work!"