The important thing is.

Yang Sifang was excited.

He tortured Gu Nuoyan in front of Liu Yue, making Liu Yue despair, and then sucked the blood of Liu Yue's phoenix in front of Gu Nuoyan, so that Gu Nuoyan, who thought he could be rescued, lost all hope of living.

Such repeated, cruel and inhumane methods made even Yang Sifang shudder when he thought about it.

It was really brutal.

But I like it.

Yang Sifang pursed his lips and smiled.

Seeing that all the disciples had absorbed it, he was ready to set off to hunt the next wave.

Unexpectedly, the disciples all stepped forward with solemn expressions at this moment.

"What happen to you guys."

Yang Sifang asked with a raised eyebrow.

Several disciples hesitated to speak.

You pushed me, I pushed you, and I struggled many times.

The leading disciple raised his chest and raised his head, bowed respectfully towards Yang Sifang and said:

"Master, we think it's almost enough and we can leave the secret realm early."

"Ridiculous! It's only been three days, do you think this is a vegetable market?!"

Yang Sifang raised his eyebrows and suddenly became angry.

What did he think he was talking about? He actually quit early. When did his Yang Sifang sect become so decadent?

"That's not the case. We also want to continue, but, just..." The leading disciple hesitated.

Yang Sifang scolded, "If you have anything to say, just say it!"

"Yes, he is a righteous murderer!"

Under Yang Sifang's scolding, the disciple did not dare to hide it and tried to find out the reason.

"Just yesterday, we met other sect disciples during our break. We heard from them that the righteous murderer seemed to have also come to the secret realm. Many people have already been brutally murdered by them."

"It is said that even a fifth-level monk is just like a piece of tissue paper in front of a righteous murderer. He can be chopped to death with just one knife." Another disciple added in agreement.

As he talked, some of the trembling disciples did not dare to speak.

It felt as if the righteous murderer had appeared and was quietly staring at them at this moment.

Yang Sifang looked at these wastes speechlessly, and his mouth was twisted in anger, "You are all cowards, and a mere rumored person scared you like this. Don't say that you are a disciple of my Sifang Sect in the future. I can't throw you away." Pick up this person."

"But......"

"If anyone says one more thing, please quit the sect now. Our Sifang Sect doesn't need cowards!"

That's all there is to say.

No one dares to say no anymore.

Everyone should shut up obediently and retreat to practice honestly.

Yang Sifang was still angry.

Let’s not talk about whether this righteous murderer is real. Even if it is real, does he, a powerful person at the eighth level, need to be afraid of him?

And killing the fifth level is as easy as tearing paper, which sounds even more speechless and ridiculous.

This was as ridiculous as Gu Nuoyan's statement that he would die in the secret realm within three days.

It seems that these little brats still lack training.

It just so happened that three days had passed, so they could continue the exploration on their own. As for themselves, they should go meet Gu Nuoyan.

After all, people said that he would die in three days.

You have to give him face and let him take a good look at whether he is dead or not.

"Come out, it's appeared! The righteous murderer has appeared!"

"?!"

There was a sound of exclamation, and the eerie cold wind suddenly blew wantonly.

It seemed like the sound of a flute, coming from nowhere, was echoing in my ears at the moment.

dong dong dong-

dong dong dong-

Untimely knocking.

As if deliberately accompanying his heartbeat.

Every beat beats the heart.

Yang Sifang was sweating profusely, and a drop of cold sweat suddenly slipped down his temples.

It was obviously just some sounds and no one was visible, but he felt a deep pressure that made him breathless for a time.

How is this going?

Is it possible that the story about the righteous murderer is true?

When he was confused, a figure emerged from the darkness and gradually became more and more clearly visible.

Wait until you have a thorough look at the situation.

"You all should take a good look at this bunch of trash. That's Gu Nuoyan, a righteous murderer."

Yang Sifang looked with disdain, what kind of looks do these guys have.

"But Lord Sect Master, we can't see anything."

“Not only can’t I see it, but my eyes hurt so much.”

The screams of the disciples rang out one after another.

Yang Sifang wanted to reprimand him.

But then he discovered it.

There was darkness before his eyes, as if he had fallen into an abyss of terror. No matter how hard he struggled, he could not escape.

In that mud, only pain and torture awaited him.

Only then did he realize.

"My eyes, my eyes!"

Yang Sifang covered his bleeding eyes and wailed in pain.

The next second, what overcame his wailing were three clear and loud words.

"Sun Fist!"

......

......

[Two chapters are legal, so the update in the morning is a bit late. This chapter is [-] words long. I will continue to ask for monthly passes that are about to expire. 】

Chapter 33 If I want you to die in three days, I will never let you live until four days [Second update]

"My eyes, my eyes, my eyes!"

Yang Sifang lost his sight, like a headless fly, bumping around with his head covered.

What echoed in his ears was the tearing of blood and flesh, as well as the endless and painful wails of his disciples.

What happened? !

What the hell happened? !

Whoever it is, please come and explain it to me quickly.

I don’t know how much time passed, but the wailing stopped.

And Yang Sifang's eyes can also be regarded as regenerated.

He is already an eighth-level monk. As long as his soul is immortal, it will be easy to regenerate the damaged parts.

However, at this moment, he desperately wished that he was blind.

Die, die, die, die, die...

No matter where you look, all you see is death.

Every disciple's neck was directly wiped off.

Eyes widen.

Do not look down.

The dead bodies lying on the ground, without exception, each one was killed by a sword.

Such a precise killing technique cannot be accomplished even by him, who is a powerful person in the eighth level.

And it was him who did all this.

"Gu Nuoyan..."

Yang Sifang's eyes were filled with fear.

Looking at the young man standing on the bloody ground.

This was the first time he felt fear since he was born until he started practicing.

And this fear actually comes from a junior level.

Such a thing is hard to believe even if you have experienced it yourself.

"No, you are not Gu Nuoyan, who are you?! Why are you pretending to be him?"

Yang Sifang shook his head, trying to escape and convince himself.

This man has a strong evil spirit, as if killing someone is as easy as drinking water for him.

It was completely different from the Gu Nuoyan he had met before. It could be said that they were two completely opposite people.

Someone must have done this deliberately to deceive him and divert his attention.

who? !

Who on earth could be so boring?

"I understand, it's the sixth prince Zhou Zhen you killed, and my disciple Xia Yingyun, right?"

Yang Sifang's eyes lit up and he suddenly realized.

No wonder there are rumors spreading that it was Gu Nuoyan who did all this.

Having a good relationship turned out to be him in disguise.

The truth is out.

However, faced with Yang Sifang's questioning.

The young man standing in the center of the blood remained calm, holding a sharp blade, motionless, standing there quietly, as if waiting for something.

why is it like this?Did he guess wrong?

"Or...are you the righteous killer in the rumors?"

If not that, then only this explanation is the most reasonable.

However, the other party still said nothing.

Just look at him quietly there.

not moving at all.

Could this guy be making fun of me?

Yang Sifang frowned.

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