Pei Huajun knew that he could not get rid of the pursuit of a great master of Danjin, so he simply stopped running away and tried to save himself in words: "Your Excellency, aren't you afraid of irritating Zhenwu Sect?"

"As long as I let me go, I guarantee that as the true power of the Zhenwu Sect, I will be the guest of honor, a beautiful woman in money, wealth and status, and you will choose!"

The figure turned a deaf ear to him, just like killing Fu Qinghou, and slapped it down with one palm!

"I'll fight you!"

Pei Huajun's eyes were bloodshot, and he shouted loudly, and then his fists were released, ready to fight to the death.

But the gap between the Grand Master of Danjin and the Grand Master of Huajin cannot be compensated by will.

The difference between the two is not only in power, but also in the essence of life.

Even the great master who has just entered the alchemy, killing the peak warrior of the Huajin is like killing a chicken.

What's more, the enemy Pei Huajun faced at this moment had entered the realm of Danjin many years ago. Not long ago, he even broke through the bottleneck of the Three Flowers Gathering Realm and entered the ranks of the Five Qi Chaoyuan Realm.

In his eyes, Pei Huajun's resistance was as funny as if he was a mantis chariot and a slut shaking a tree.

After just two reunions, Pei Huajun was suppressed by turning his hands.

If he hadn't had to keep a living mouth, he would have died without a complete body.

The figure carried Pei Huajun who was in a coma and returned to the manor.

Along the way, you can see the corpses lying on the ground from time to time, all of whom were dead in a tragic state, with a terrifying expression, as if they had encountered something extremely terrible.

And the room, which is the main battlefield, is now

It became a Shura field.

The limbs and arms were broken everywhere, and blood gathered on the ground to form a stream, and the smell of blood was so suffocating.

Yan Ling and Yu Jin's headless corpse are also among them.

Their heads were grabbed in their hands by another figure, their eyes wide open, and they could not die with their eyes closed.

I thought I could win a great fortune, but who knew I could easily lose my life.

If we don’t wade into this muddy water, with their ability, where can we go to the world so great?

All we can say is that choice determines destiny.

When they make the wrong choice, their fate is destined.

Wang Shuye's face turned pale and his eyes were filled with fear. He stood shoulder to shoulder with Yue Hai in the corner, like two minions.

He was extremely grateful for his foresight.

If he could not withstand the pressure before and abandoned the Yue family and ran away alone, the ending would probably not be much better than Fu Qinghou, Yan Ling, Yu Jin and others.

As for Yue Hai, he was completely shocked by the power displayed by the Martial Alliance.

"Plop."

The figure who returned from outside threw Pei Huajun to the ground.

The severe pain made the latter wake up slowly, but he still closed his eyes and pretended to be dizzy, like an ostrich burying his head in the sand, refusing to admit the reality.

When two figures wearing black cloaks met, Wang Shuye and the Yue family discovered that although they had the same temperament, their figures actually had subtle differences.

The figure returning from outside was taller, thinner, and the breath it emitted was deeper and more unfathomable.

“All solved?”

"Of course, it's just a group of small shrimps, and it can be wiped out by a blink of an eye."

"Don't be careless, after all, there is Zhenwu Sect behind it."

"Or else you go back and report to the boss first? I'm responsible for cleaning up the beginning and end to prevent hidden dangers."

"...it's OK, how can he deal with it?"

"Kill me, the boss didn't let us stay alive anyway."

"I think he is more useful to live than to die. Whether he wants to kill or not is up to the boss."

After saying this, the slightly tall figure raised his hand and took Pei Huajun's body again, then soared into the sky, passed through the big hole on the roof, and disappeared in an instant.

The slightly short figure looked up and stared at it for a moment, suddenly threw away the two heads in his hand and lifted the cloak that covered his face.

Under the cloak is a middle-aged man's face, ordinary and uncharacteristic, and can never be found if thrown into the crowd.

Wang Shuye and Yue Hai quickly closed their eyes and did not dare to look at them.

Most of the strong are moody, and they are afraid that they will be killed and silenced after seeing each other's appearance.

"Don't worry, you are your own people, I won't do anything to you."

The middle-aged man with an ordinary appearance said lightly: "First, let me introduce myself. My name is Song Xuan, and I am Your Excellency Lin Chong's personal security consultant."

If Lin Chong himself was here, he would probably be unable to help but complain.

But Wang Shuye and the Yue family, who were unknown inside, believed in Song Xuan's words.

Are you a great master of Danjin? Is it necessary to deceive them?

Little did he know that Song Xuan is an alternative among the great masters. He has always regarded himself as a super assassin and never cared about the so-called grand master's demeanor and style of a strong man.

"You guys did a good job."

Song Xuan took all the awe-inspiring expressions in everyone's eyes. After putting his hands on, his tone became more and more calm and he was calm: "But we still have the task to complete."

Although one arm was broken, Yue Hai did not react slowly at all: "Please give me the order."

Wang Shuye slapped his chest and said flatteringly: "If you want me to go east, I will never go west. If you want me to chase dogs, I will never catch chickens!"

Song Xuan nodded with satisfaction: "Among these people who came to die tonight, I heard that there are three traitors of the Martial Alliance?"

In an instant, everyone's eyes looked at Wang Shuye.

Uncle Wang's heart skipped a beat, his erect chest collapsed a few inches, and he whispered: "I've had a long time ago with the three of them, you know best."

"As their former companions, you should know where they hid their money, right?" Song Xuan asked casually.

"I rarely interact with them lately."

While Wang Shuye spoke, he looked at his expression and noticed that Song Xuan frowned, and immediately changed his tone: "But I know where they live."

"Then we divided our troops into two groups, stayed in the manor to clean up the bodies, and searched all the way... to search for the property left by the three traitors of the Martial Alliance."

Song Xuan said righteously: "Their money must be corrupt."

What you earn! As Your Excellency Lin Chong’s private security consultant, I have the obligation to recover the losses for Wumeng!”

Wang Shuye and Yue Hai couldn't help but look at each other.

They suddenly felt that the halo of the master shrouded on Song Xuan's head seemed to have become a little dimmed.

*******

On the side of the road hundreds of meters away from the manor, a Zhenwu Gate dead soldier was waiting anxiously.

He is the backhand left by Pei Huajun.

As the powerful elder of Zhenwu Sect, even though he thought he was foolproof and held it in his hands, Pei Huajun still habitually prepared emergency measures.

If an unexpected incident occurs, the dead soldier hiding on the roadside will immediately ask the headquarters for help.

"Why haven't Elder Pei sent a signal yet?"

The dead man hid in the shadows, looked up from time to time, and was anxious.

“What’s wrong!”

"In theory, Elder Pei should have sent someone to notify me long ago."

"What might have happened to them!"

Thinking about this, the dead man took out his satellite phone without hesitation and dialed a certain number.
Chapter completed!