"You, just with your IQ, you are so embarrassed to use some stimulus in front of me. I am teasing you. I can't tell you how did you become the leader of your IQ?" The old monkey squatted down.
On the wall, he looked at Zuo Hongan with an idiot-looking look.
"Zhen Fengliu, I'm fighting with you!" Zuo Hongan realized that he had been fooled. He was so angry that he could no longer control his anger and flew towards Zhen Fengliu.
"I remember back then, the leader of my Yelang Sect was famous all over the world, and even the Holy Lord didn't dare to fight him. Just relying on your three-legged kung fu, what qualifications do you have to fight with me?" Zhen Fengliu said while jumping off the wall.
, flew towards the distance.
Although he was so disdainful, he was not slow at all when he escaped. When Zuo Hongan rushed to the wall, the monkey-like figure had long been jumping where he had jumped.
"Zhen Fengliu, I want to kill you, I want to kill you, puff..." Zuo Hongan roared to the sky, spitting out a mouthful of blood.
"Sect Master, Sect Master, how are you doing? Are you okay?" As soon as the Sect Master swayed down from the wall, a group of disciples of Duanyue Sect surrounded him in panic.
Elder He has not yet suffered serious injuries. Hong Yuanan is still investigating the cause of death of Lu Xiuwen and others. Now only Zuo Hongan is the backbone left. What should they do if he has another good intention?
"What can I do? Are you all blind? Take a look, what can I do with this sect leader? Puff..." Zuo Hongan was so angry that he had no place to vent his anger. As soon as he cursed, he sprayed blood again.
come out.
It's like this, is it really okay? Seeing the blood on the chest of the sect leader, all the disciples felt a sense of sadness and inexplicable worry.
"I stayed in the hall honestly, and I didn't go anywhere. I'm just waiting here. If he dares to come again, I will tear him to pieces and let him die without a place to bury him!"
Zuo Hongan no longer cared about the appearance of the sect leader, sat on the spot and said with a resentful look on his face.
A disciple moved his mouth and wanted to remind the sect leader, "You have said this just now, but looking at the sect leader's sect leader's gaze that can kill people, I still endured it."
The Master Zuo was exhausted. He had just burned the power of the Holy Source to force his strength to improve his strength, but he was seriously injured. As soon as he sat down, he felt that the boundless tiredness was pouring up like a tide, and his mind gradually became confused.
stand up.
"Sect Master, why don't you go to bed for a while first, let's wait here." The personal disciple said worriedly when he saw that the master was in poor spirits.
"Sleep? Do you think I can still sleep?" It's okay if he didn't speak. As soon as he opened his mouth, Zuo Hongan became even more angry and scolded him.
He was extremely tired and was woken up one after another in a while in a dream and half awake. Who could understand the pain and depression? He really held his breath.
"I'll wait here to see what tricks he has!" But after venting, his spirits improved a lot. He stared at the door with wide eyes.
The night wind blows, bringing a bit of coldness. The disciples sit around, and soon they feel sleepy and dozing. However, Zuo Hongan still stares with his eyes wide open, staring at him tightly
Door.
At some point, his face turned pale, and he seemed to have been aged hundreds of years old again, but the blood in his eyes became thicker and thicker, with pathological excitement.
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"One sword, cut the prehistoric world!" From Qingqiu Peak, outside the ancient courtyard, Gu Fenghua flew into the air and slashed out the long sword.