A smile appeared on the face of the man in black: "Okay, you can call now. But if you dare to play tricks, I can kill you before the elders of your sect arrive."
"Don't dare, dare not." Song Zhuxiu replied repeatedly, taking out a white jade tablet from his bosom.
Gently crushed, a white light rushed into the sky in an instant.
Not long after the white light disappeared, another group of disciples appeared in front of everyone.
This group of people also wore the costumes of inner disciples of the Taiyi Sect, and they seemed to be completing another task.
"Which brother sent the request for help?" Someone shouted loudly.
However, what responded to him was a thick blood.
This group of disciples were caught off guard. Some of them were contaminated by blood, their bodies were instantly eaten away, and they fell to the ground screaming.
"No, there is an ambush here!" Everyone was terrified and tried their best to stop the blood.
Just at this moment, Song Zhuxiu suddenly pointed at Fan Shijing and the others: "Master, these people are the best among the inner disciples. You must not let go of their flesh and blood."
As soon as this remark came out, everyone was stunned.
It's fine for Song Zhuxiu to betray, but he wants to kill them as well.
"Song Zhuxiu, when I return to the Zongmen, I will definitely go to the Xingfeng Peak to expose your crimes!" Fan Shijing gritted his teeth.
However, Song Zhuxiu didn't take it seriously at all: "He who understands the current affairs is a hero, you are destined to die here, don't struggle."
For a moment, even those who originally followed Song Zhuxiu felt cold in their hearts.
This is Song Zhuxiu's plan to sell them all.
The man in black glanced at Fan Shijing and the others, and with a wave of his hand, a ball of blood rushed up immediately.
The disciples retreated again and again, but the encirclement of Moxiu was originally limited, and they finally had no way out.
"When you are all dead, I will deal with these people, and sooner or later I will return to the sect."
"When I return to the sect, who will know what happened here?" Song Zhuxiu thought to himself, everything is under his control.
But at this moment, the cloud of blood mist suddenly stopped in front of everyone.
Immediately, as if encountering some natural enemy, the blood mist melted rapidly.
"Huh?" The black-robed man let out a sigh, and immediately cast the spell again, calling out a cloud of blood mist.
This time, the blood mist in his palm had just condensed, but suddenly shattered and disappeared.
A figure suddenly appeared in front of the man in black.
He, surprisingly, is Lu Yu.
Before that, Lu Yu had been checking the ghost's sporadic memories, so he had no chance to pay attention to these magicians.
"Blood Slaughter Technique? Practice this spell, and you are not afraid of retribution in the future?" Lu Yu snorted coldly, a sword burst out from the palm of his hand, and instantly sank into the eyebrows of the man in black.
Poof!
A blood hole instantly appeared on the forehead of the man in black.
His body wobbled and he finally fell to the ground.
"Boy, you are looking for death!" A roar suddenly came from Lu Yu's ear.
Seeing that his formation master was killed by Lu Yu, even in front of him, the mad swordsman couldn't help being shocked and angry.
He spent a lot of money to invite this formation master, and now, all the spirit stones are in vain.
"Crazy Knife!"
The mad swordsman drew his sword and slashed furiously, leaving several deep marks on the ground with the sharp sword energy.
Lu Yu said indifferently: "You are also equipped with a knife?"
Stretch out your finger, and press lightly in the sharp saber air.
The heavy long knife was directly clamped by Lu Yu with two fingers, unable to move.
Immediately, with a little force from Lu Yu, the long knife shattered. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com