Chapter 452 Jianghu: Demon Cult Witch (140)

However, this move instantly aroused the excitement of the crowd. Witnessing the death of the leader, at that moment, it seemed that a certain fuse was lit.

"You actually killed the leader! Brothers, avenge the leader!"

"Revenge for the leader!"

For a moment, all the disciples of the Kunshan Sect held weapons in their hands and rushed towards Tietou. The situation got out of control and the leader of the Muxu Sect was too late to stop them. And even if he tried to stop them, he could not stop them.

"Calm down, calm down!"

However, the situation was completely out of control, and Tietou eventually died tragically under the swords of several Kunshan sect disciples. The ten tiles in his hand, including those belonging to the head of the Kunshan sect and his own, also fell into the hands of the Kunshan sect's disciples.

But before they could figure out how to distribute them, these young disciples had instantly become fat in the eyes of other Jianghu rangers, and within a moment, they were already surrounded.

"Domestic cats are carefully raised, eat the best food and water, and are taken care of in every aspect. But even so, they cannot defeat a wild cat even if it is riddled with diseases."

Jiaoyang looked at all this from a distance and twitched her lips, "It's not just that wild cats have long been used to being outside in the wind and rain, and may have to fight for a little food, so their wild nature is revealed. Also, domestic cats have been raised at home and have long been

Their sharp claws and teeth have been removed, and as for wild cats, it is true that they will not live long. And once they survive, they must be the strongest among the group of wild cats."

Sure enough, just as Jiao Yang had expected, the Kunshan School disciples were soon helpless in the face of these unprecedented martial arts methods and life-threatening fighting styles. Several disciples died tragically, and one was killed by the sword.

Another person fell to the ground, and a sense of sadness spread among them.

Some of the disciples of the Muxu Sect couldn't stand it any longer. They looked back and gave instructions: "Master, do we want to help them?"

The leader of Muxu Sect shook his head and raised his hand to stop: "It's not that I don't want to help, it's just that at this juncture, I really don't know how to serve as a teacher, so I can't let you guys pass by and lose your lives in vain."

He lowered his head with a sad expression and looked at the nine-dollar tag in his hand. These were the four yuan given to him by the head of the Kunshan sect before, and the five yuan from his own sect. A total of nine yuan was still missing by one yuan even if he wanted to round it up.

The leader lowered his head and sighed helplessly: How on earth is he going to get this last piece? At least one of his Muxu disciples can save one more.

The sounds of killing over there soon started to become sparse, and there were corpses and broken limbs everywhere. The most numerous of them were the broken arms densely packed on the ground, which was the one with the sign. Looking back at the miserable scene over there.

, the people here in the Muxu Sect are as peaceful as if they have entered a paradise.

"Brother Hu, I have a seventeen-yuan sign here," the man said, stroking the blood on his face with a bold expression, "I'll go get another three dollars for you, and then we'll go home together.

"When it comes to life and death, who cares whether he is despicable or not, and whether his methods are despicable or not. Let's get out of this miserable place first. Now he just wants to take his brother to survive.

In front of him was an extremely thin man, with a delicate appearance and an extremely frail appearance. Hearing this, he nodded emotionally: "Okay, thank you, brother."

"Thank you, we are brothers." The man turned back, but the moment he turned around, there was the sound of metal piercing the body. He groaned, froze for an instant, and looked back at the man in disbelief: "Why?

,Why."

The dagger was rubbed with poison, and black blood kept spitting out from his mouth. He really wanted his life, and showed no mercy.

"Because I don't want to be a fool, brother."

He twitched his lips and said, "In this place, anyone can die at any time. If you die and someone else takes away the tag in your hand, I won't be able to survive. Instead of believing that you will get twenty yuan of tags alive,

Let's escape together, why don't I get rid of you first, your tag belongs to me, and I'll escape first, it's safer this way."

"You" the man looked shocked, "I have been wrong all these years!"

After finishing speaking, the man suddenly swung a knife and cut his neck in shock. Blood spurted out: "In this case, no one of us can survive today!"

The two brothers both fell to the ground, dying with their eyes open. The tags in their hands were quickly snatched away by their assigned agents.

"The human heart is unpredictable after all."

There is hell on earth over there. In comparison, someone from the Muxu Sect who can still breathe a sigh of relief here sighed like this.

But can the Muxu Sect really ignore it forever? Impossible. Even those Jianghu Rangers did not pay attention to them in the end, but...

"What do you want to do?" The disciples of the Muxu Sect stood up and looked at the few remaining Kunshan Sect disciples in front of them. They were holding weapons in their hands and kept surrounding them. "After only a moment of interruption, you are being beaten by those who have no one to discipline you.

Have you assimilated to the rural and vulgar people? It’s really a shame for you, the Kunshan Sect, and for your dead master!”

"It's you who should be shamed! Didn't you keep saying that the seven sects in the world should unite to resist the demonic sect? Now that there are only two of us left in the seven sects, why are you still there when you see us being killed?

Watching from the sidelines?

And your leader, if you haven't been friends with our leader for generations, why did you just watch him die and do nothing? Hahahaha, it's all fake. We can see it clearly today. In this case, we don't

You don’t even want to live! Today you have to die, you all have to die!”

The disciples of the Kunshan sect took action against the Muxu sect first, and internal fighting began between the two sects.

"What a madman!" The people from the Muxu sect had no choice but to come forward.

"It's been four years, and it's true. These Jianghu sects that keep preaching justice have not changed at all." Jiaoyang smiled, with a meaningful look on his face.

The people below have fallen into a melee. In the extremely chaotic scene, the increasingly urgent time that they cannot think about gradually makes them lose their minds.

Later, everyone became frightened and nervous, almost like a group of lunatics, killing and beheading everyone they saw. The bloody scene was almost several times more brutal than at the beginning.

In the end, the life and death of this group of people ended with two people dying together.

So there were so many prisoners, and without any struggle, the people of the Demon Cult were able to kill them without any effort. This is the righteousness of the famous family.

Jiaoyang stood up from the leader's position with a bright smile, stepped over the steps, and stepped over the bones.

"Okay, now we've had enough fun, it's time to clean up the house."

She stood inside the door, with one hand on her back, and tens of thousands of believers behind her.

With an order, the door opened, and Jiaoyang's face gradually appeared in the sight of people outside along with the copper bell and iron door that opened on both sides.

Two chapters in one.

This aspect will be completed tomorrow~it will be updated to 10,000 words by then.
Chapter completed!