The Emperor's Call of Eternal Heroes

Chapter 293 Wrath of the Blood Clothed Gate

The expressions of the two of them changed drastically, and they retreated instantly.

In this case, they had no choice but to flee in panic.

But suddenly, the man in purple widened his eyes, stretched out his left hand tremblingly, and covered his neck in disbelief.

It's just that smears of bright red still seep out, dyeing the entire palm red.

"Da da!"

Blood dripped and splashed bloody flowers.

"Meng Pu!"

The old man's face was ashen, and he was furious. He didn't see any movement at all, but Meng Pu's throat was obviously cut by a sharp weapon.

"hateful!"

The old man yelled, Meng Pu was the last hope and future of his purple-clothed people, and now he has fallen, and his lifespan is running out, the purple-clothed family is now tantamount to being wiped out.

At this moment, I was extremely angry in my heart, although the sect seemed very cruel because of the rules he set.

But after all, this is the sect he founded, and he spent his whole life striving for it.

However, the result of hard work has been wiped out before his eyes, so how can he not be angry!
boom!
Taotian's poisonous gas erupted suddenly, and the billowing green light spread all over the place, covering almost everything and covering everything in the poisonous light.

The old man glanced indifferently at his skinny body. At this moment, Qi and blood were surging, and waves of strong spiritual power were like waves of a great river, sweeping hundreds of feet in a radius!
Countless, highly poisonous things rushed from all directions, densely packed, and then rushed straight into the green poisonous light.

The body melted and became a part of it, making the greenery more intense, almost black.

With the world's ten thousand poisonous things, it urges this heavenly poison to disintegrate the Dafa.

In exchange for this strength comparable to the peak of the Ninth Layer of the Heavenly Human Realm.

As long as he could kill the person who was enough to make him hate his whole life, even if the price was death, it would be worth it.

The wooden staff in his hand blasted out like a huge poisonous snake, grinning and devouring everything.

"interesting!"

Qin Jiange smiled lightly, his steps swayed slightly, and in the next instant, he appeared on the left side of the old man.

Holding the Yitian sword in his hand, he stabbed out soundlessly!
The old man's complexion changed, he was startled, and with a long roar, the wooden stick in his hand turned around and swept past the figure on the left.

"Hehe, the reaction is good, but this is faster than my agility!"

A faint mocking sound came into the ears of the old man.

The old man reacted, and another figure appeared on the right side of the old man.

what happened? !
The old man couldn't help frowning, extremely shocked.

In addition to being shocked, he also reacted quickly.

The wooden stick in his hand was still smashing towards the figure on the left, while his right hand, ignited with a dark green flame, slammed straight towards the right!

"I said, you still can't beat me!"

When the indifferent voice fell, behind the old man, a third figure suddenly appeared, and the same sword struck, like a flying fairy from the sky, without sound.

puff!
A mouthful of blood spurted out, and the old man staggered back a few steps, his face was snow-white, and a long sword pierced his chest, which was extremely bright red.

The old man's face was full of disbelief, as if he was in a dream, but the red blood stain on his chest told him that all of this was real.

"What kind of agility is that?"

The old man said in a weak voice.

"Three Points Returning to Yuan Sword!"

A figure appeared, Qin Jiange said lightly.

Three points with one sword, three swords at once, is the ultimate!
However, what Qin Jiange didn't say was that even he could only conjure up two phantoms to confuse people. If he wanted to achieve a true three-pointer with one sword, at least he had to be in the realm of a saint.

"No wonder it's like this, it's not wrong to lose in your hands!"

A miserable laugh, extremely bleak.

At this point, the Ziyimen is completely destroyed!

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"Damn it, who exactly destroyed the Purple Clothes Gate?"

"Who is it?"

In the main hall, the earth-shattering roar was filled with incomparable anger.

Like the roar of an abyssal demon, berserk!

The source of the voice was an old man sitting on the main seat.

Judging by his appearance, he is seventy percent similar to the ancestor of Ziyimen.

Obviously, this person has an extraordinary relationship with the ancestor of the Ziyimen.

"Blood Puppet, who did the investigation?"

The old man's blood-colored pupils rushed towards the icy cold light, and looked at the first person on the left below.

"Going back to the door master, I didn't find anything. When the subordinates arrived, the entire Ziyi door had already been turned into a sea of ​​flames, without leaving any traces."

"However, according to the situation reported by my subordinates, it should be the work of Xiaoyu Pavilion!"

The old woman on the left stood up slowly and said in a trembling voice.

"Xiaoyu Pavilion, it's you again!"

The old man's eyes became more and more cold, and even at this moment, the temperature of the entire hall seemed to have dropped several points!

These days, every action will be known in advance by the people of the City Lord's Mansion, resulting in heavy losses.

And after his various investigations, he discovered that there was a close relationship between the City Lord's Mansion and Xiaoyu Pavilion.

But this time, the people from Drizzle Pavilion directly attacked and wiped out the Ziyimen.

"Blood Puppet, lead someone to eradicate Drizzle Pavilion immediately, I don't want it to exist in the world anymore!"

The old man said in a cold voice, the murderous aura all over his body spread out uncontrollably.

"Master, no!"

"Right now, the sects are all under the surveillance of the City Lord's Mansion. If the subordinates are taking a large number of people out at this time, I'm afraid there will be no return. Sect Master, please think twice!"

The old woman was shocked and hurriedly dissuaded her.

"Sect Master, please think twice!"

Immediately afterwards, a large number of people stood up and tried to persuade them.

It is undoubtedly a very unwise choice to send people to deal with other people when the opponent is watching.

It is even possible that the opponent will catch the opportunity and directly destroy the door.

"Could it be? Just let my brother die in vain?"

The old man questioned loudly, but in the end, his voice gradually became much quieter.

No matter how dazzled he was, he could finally realize it.

"Maybe we can ask people from the Centipede Sect to help!"

The old woman hesitated for a moment, then said with a hint of uncertainty.

"Hmph, the situation of the Centipede Sect is similar to ours now, even worse than ours!"

"Damn Drizzle Pavilion!"

The old man snorted coldly and said.

They were caught off guard by the sudden appearance of Xiaoyu Pavilion.

Although the strength is not as strong as theirs, but the loss of his own sect is affected by Xiaoyu Pavilion.

Control everything, control everything.

This kind of power is the most terrifying just now.

"Pass on my order, and order the people from Liuyunzong and Shadow to keep an eye on Xiaoyu Pavilion!"

Slightly pondering, the old man said, with a hint of viciousness in his eyes.

Although it can't destroy Drizzle Pavilion, it can also create some troubles for him.

A steady stream of troubles, although not very effective, can also be tiresome.

Not effective, but disgusting!
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(End of this chapter)