brother is right

Chapter 275 Reversal of Good and Evil
The city is in chaos at the moment, no one cares about the disappearance of the blue sky and the coming of the great sun, this strange sect that suddenly broke in is like a devil, killing people as soon as they catch them.

"You still want to run?!"

Zhang Feixuan cut off the heads of several practitioners in front with a flying blood scythe, and raised his other hand forward, and the precious pestle in his hand flew out blood lines, binding the body of the person who was about to escape.

"When I, Zhang Feixuan, am a vegetarian, if I let you run away, I will lose face."

He waved his folding fan, and walked towards that person as if strolling in the garden.

"You, let me go, let me go, I didn't do anything, sir, please forgive me!"

The man's face turned pale with horror, but his body was bound by blood threads, and he couldn't kneel down at all.

The people in this sect's resident are quite weak. After Zhang Feixuan broke into this sect, all he found were Qi refiners of the third and fourth ranks.

At this level, judging from him now, he is not an opponent at all.

"Didn't do anything? That's not true, I know you guys, Liushumen, right?"

Zhang Feixuan said with a smile: "I can meet you here."

"You know our Liushu Sect? Please let me go. My Liushu Sect is willing to compensate you. You have to know that the power of my Liushu Sect is not only Nanping Kingdom, but this is just a small residence." The disciple said hastily.

"I know, I know too well, back then you even robbed me of mortals, how could I not know?"

Zhang Feixuan bared his teeth: "We are Jinxianmen, do you know that?"

"Golden Immortal Gate"

The disciple was stunned and realized: "That's not the evil of the Sumeru Vessel."

"right way!"

Zhang Feixuan corrected: "We are the right way, but your six arts sects, who specialize in deceiving people, are the evil way."

Six Arts Sect, when Zhang Feixuan was at the fourth level, he encountered this sect, and even had a conflict, and almost died.

At that time, he was still abducting people from the sect, and he had finally set his sights on a man whose family was ruined and unable to survive. Before he could make a move, the disciple of the Six Arts Sect arrived. Just like Zhang Feixuan, the one with a handsome face A good son who is no less than him.

Promising to that person that he would be able to eat, settle down, and take him to a safe place, what he said was almost exactly the same as Zhang Feixuan, but the only difference was that Zhang Feixuan didn't want anything, while that person wanted that mortal at that time. The only remaining longevity lock is said to belong to his dead young son.

At that time, he was also discovered by others, and he was almost beaten to death on the spot. At that time, Zhang Feixuan was so weak that he didn't dare to touch such a righteous way, so he ran away with his old life.

A few years later, he returned to his hometown and heard from people nearby that the mortal committed suicide inexplicably, and he seemed to have gone crazy before he died.

Only later did he know that the method of these six techniques is deception.
Yes, it is a lie.

They Jinxianmen really take people away, although it is not safe, but for the quality of human pills, they must be full, and they will definitely be able to eat for a few days before they die, and they will be in a good mood and go on the road comfortably with fantasies .

These six arts are not. They specialize in deception. They can deceive anything. It doesn’t matter what they deceive. The important thing is to deceive, as long as they can deceive mortals.

This is their practice method, as for the consequences, it is not important.
And this sect belongs to the orthodox sect.

Time has passed, and he, Zhang Feixuan, unexpectedly ran into him again.

Zhang Feixuan raised his head and held it in his hand. The blood line connected to the pestle surged, and several blood blades erupted from the disciple's body, cutting him into several pieces.

"It's a matter of course that the right way destroys the evil way, isn't it?"

He folded the fan together, laughed loudly, and walked outside.

next!
Like Zhang Feixuan, all the people brought by Song Yin this time are doing it.

"Death! I'll die for you!"

Wang Qi was holding an axe, with a group of ghost wolf spirits all over his body, following the pack of wolves biting, he chopped a sect disciple in half with the axe, and let the blood splash all over his body.

The blood spattered on his face, making him look hideous.

He, Wang Qizheng, also knows this sect. He has come into contact with it before, but he did not expect to have a chance to match.

It is different now, when he was pitifully weak, all his fighting strength came from the beasts he had killed, the method was useless, but now the method is complete, there are magic weapons, and the small supernatural power is powerful, killing some Qi refiners who are weaker than him is easy .

The sects in this city, except for the high-end battle strength of the vocal and silent sect, the rest are all three, four or five ranks, which is nothing to worry about.

The right way is stronger than the evil way. One is that the method is different, and the other is that the evil way eats people and fishes them out, while the right way has a steady stream of offerings to practice. In terms of magic and supernatural powers, the righteous way has a deeper foundation than the evil way.

Even the armored gate in Xumi, who has been hiding in the mountains for so long, is also afraid of encirclement and suppression by the righteous way?

Wang Qizheng has always thought so, so he will kill without mercy.

Because he is the right way!

These sects are evil ways!
Righteous way is stronger than evil way, absolutely right!

"Bah! Evil ways!"

Wang Qi was chopping the last disciple in half, spat at the corpse disdainfully, and looked for the next sect with the ax on his shoulder.

He doesn't know if these sects are strong or not, but it's fine if they are not as strong as him.

Of course, there must be strong ones, and some they can't beat.

But it's alright.
Isn't there Sun Jiubei?

"what are you!"

An eighth-rank Qi refiner hit Sun Jiubei with a powerful blow, but broke one part of the silver armor, hitting his body, and then...
"I am the grandson Jiubei of the Jinxian sect!"

boom!
Sun Jiubei punched him, smashing his head, and then punched him again, smashing half of his body.

He didn't let go of the lower body, he punched again, and it was completely smashed into pieces.

"Eldest senior brother said, if you are merciless when dealing with evil ways, if you can destroy the whole body, you will not leave half of your body, not even a single bit, so as to save you from any evil methods."

Sun Jiubei clenched his fists tightly, his spiritual eyes shining in the center of his brows, shining everywhere in the city.

"Found it, evil way!"

He stepped on the silver cloud, like a silver lightning, flew straight over.

……

There seems to be nothing in the circular palace, just like a circular roof, except that it is empty.

But that breath is unmistakable.

Song Yin fell from the sky, and as soon as he landed, he felt a blur in front of his eyes, and the scene of the day changed suddenly, turning into a night full of stars.

The open space in front also turned into an extremely huge bed with gauze curtains.

Inside the gauze tent, there seemed to be another figure, facing sideways, outlining a graceful figure.

Appears to be a woman.

Song Yin frowned slightly, "Song Yin of Jinxianmen, come to see me, let me ask you, are you the king of Nanping Kingdom?!"

The woman's figure remained motionless, as if she didn't hear it, her body slowly rose and fell, as if she was asleep.

It's just that in the night sky full of stars, a crescent moon appeared inexplicably.
(End of this chapter)