Looking at the blood-red eyes of the sect leader and the trembling figure, the disciples of the Duanyue Sect were silent and did not dare to let out an extra breath.
"Master, are you okay?" After a while, the personal disciple asked worriedly.
When encountering a despicable, rogue and shameless opponent like Zhen Fengliu, anyone would be as big as a fight. He empathized with his master's grief and anger, and was really afraid that he would be angry.
"What can I do? Don't you have eyes? Take a look at me, what can I do!" Zuo Hongan roared angrily.
He really hoped that he would have something to do. As long as he could fight Zhen Fengliu openly, he would be willing to do it even if he was seriously injured. However, the old scoundrel has learned his lessons from the previous two times and is now learning his cleverness and will not give him any advice at all.
The opportunity to do something, what can he do, what else can he do?
The disciple was scolded by him with blood and quickly lowered his head, and never dared to say a word again.
After venting his anger on his disciples, Zuo Hongan's suffocation was much more relieved and returned to the hall with a pale face.
"How is his injury?" Zuo Hongan asked, looking at the disciple on the ground.
With his eyesight, it is not difficult to see that this disciple was only injured, but his life was not hindered, but he didn't know how he was injured.
"Junior Brother Qiu was injured in Qihai. His cultivation level is probably affected. I don't know how many years it takes to practice to restore to his original state." A disciple replied.
Hearing this, Zuo Hongan felt relieved. Zhen Fengliu was still merciless. In addition to the disciples who were injured in his hands, they were not in danger of their lives, but their cultivation was affected. The worst thing was actually only one
When He Yandao thought of He Yandao, he subconsciously clamped his legs and a chill rose in his heart.
However, although these disciples are not in danger of their lives, if the old monkey is so stubborn and endlessly revenge, the Duanyue Sect will probably be in danger and will be in panic all day long. What's worse is,
Once this news spreads, I am afraid no one will dare to join him in the Duanyue Sect.
The elite disciples such as Lu Xiuwen have been wiped out, and the remaining disciples can only be considered to be of high qualifications. Even if they have practiced for a thousand years, it will be difficult to take on important tasks. If they cannot recruit younger disciples with excellent qualifications, wouldn’t the Duanyue Sect be completely cut off.
Inheritance. Will the foundation of tens of thousands of years be destroyed in your own hands?
No, we must not let Yelang Sect linger like this again. We must get rid of the old monkey as soon as possible!
"You have seen the despicable and shamelessness of Yelang Sect. From now on, no one can step out of the hall. As soon as he appears, he will immediately activate the formation and kill the on-site at all means.
.” Zuo Hongan ordered with a stern face.
"Yes, Lord Sect Master!" The disciples of Duanyue Sect in the hall responded in unison. Seeing Junior Brother Qiu's fate, even if Zuo Hongan didn't say it, they would not dare to leave the hall half a step away.
"What should I do if I can do it conveniently?" a disciple asked in a low voice.
"Hold it!" Zuo Hongan glared at him fiercely and said unhappy.
The disciple originally wanted to ask what to do if he couldn't hold it in. Seeing that the sect leader's face was extremely bad, he said that he quickly swallowed it back.
But people have three urgent needs. Can they really hold it in as long as they want? The disciple had a bitter face and was deeply suspicious of his perseverance.