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Chapter 155: The Death of the Flower Sect (Part 2)(2/2)

But, he needs to vent.

Release your pain and anger.

Then, I can only send it to Huajian.

Regardless of whether they were wronged or not, they really knew nothing.

Everyone has to pay the price for this matter.

He also knew that people from the Pavilion of All Things have also appeared.

The other party should be able to detect his own existence.

But neither side spoke.

No identification was identified either.

This is a tacit understanding.

Their purpose is the same, that is, to go to Huayun Mountain to kill people.

However, this is not glorious after all.

Rules of the world.

There are injustices and debts.

They want to kill Li Wuyou.

You cannot kill innocent people.

So, they will not indicate their identity, they will only... kill wildly!

Slaughter!

To vent your anger.

Afterwards, I went to find Li Wuyou, sucked the skin, drank the blood, and ate the meat!

To relieve the hatred in my heart.

Time passes.

The sunset light tilted more and more, constantly falling towards the west.

The whole world was gradually covered by darkness.

The night gradually fell.

The birds hovering above the forest chirping and slowly returned to their nests.

The beasts in the jungle fell asleep one after another.

The town seemed even more dead.

Almost no light can be seen.

I raised my head and looked at the endless sky, and it was a black patch of black without starlight.

There are only a few thick clouds.

With a low and rolling.

"It's time!"

"Huajianpai, you must pay the price for this matter!"

"Don't blame me for being ruthless!"

Zhong Chong took a deep breath, then put a pair of boxing gloves made of black iron on his hand.

boom!

The next moment, the burly figure flew around him.

Then, he flew directly into the air and rushed towards Huayun Mountain.

He did not cover his face.

mean!

Tonight, everyone who has seen him will die.

For my beloved disciple, Luo Beihan, pay for his life!

...

"He moved."

“I can’t fall behind either.”

The same moment.

Shen Lianxing also walked out of the room.

He twisted his neck.

The joints collide with each other, making a creaking sound.

Then, he reached out and a long blue sword appeared in his hand with a frost-like halo.

The sword is cold.

Killing intentions are forcing people.

This is his carry-on sword.

Clear frost.

Tonight, I will use this sword that has not been drinking blood for decades to avenge my descendants.

"Two disciples."

Chen Lianxing poked two incense sticks on the ground behind him, and then lit them.

The sad face,

"You guys are optimistic."

"Flower Mountain, tonight, blood flows into a river!"

boom!

The next moment.

His figure also turned into a stream of light and flew out.

...

"ah……"

Not long after, there were screams on Huayun Mountain.

Worry is everywhere.

"Why?"
Chapter completed!
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