The Steward Demonic Emperor - 838. Chapter 838

The elders, disciples, and worshippers who watched all of this from below, at this moment, were already completely stunned, took a breath, and stayed in place, unable to believe it was true.

The only a dozen soul-melting masters in the sect had a single move, and none of them survived.

Seeing those scenes where blood was falling and pieces of broken corpses fell, everyone present was completely stunned for an instant. There is no sound from everything around, only the endless silence!

Not paying attention to everyone’s horror, Zhuo Fan retracted his sword into his body, slowly turned his head, but once again looked at Ren Xiaoyun who was punched in the air as a sandbag with a dozen punches, and the corners of his mouth were drawn through an evil arc.

Ren Xiaoyun couldn’t help shaking his body, and Ren Xiaoyun’s heart was shaken immediately, and his face suddenly became bitter.

Why, come back, why do you keep staring at me? I’m really dying, and if I get two more hits, I really want to hang up. And those elders who worship, don’t look at it, come up and help!

However, those old guys still stood there stupidly, none of them stepped forward. I don’t know if I really haven’t reacted from the shock just now, or pretending to be silly, and don’t want to find bad luck and mess with this evil star.

With a panoramic view of everything, Ren Xiaoyun almost cursed his mother.

Usually, one by one, one by one, and one by one does not fall. Now, when it is critical, when you are asked to save your life, you will lose the chain. These old guys are too unjust.

But he was anxious, and the old guys also had difficulties in their hearts. Even the dozen or so soul-melting masters of the Zongmen were killed by that kid with a single move, aren’t they cannon fodder when they go up to the Void Realm?

Sect Master, you also have to be considerate of me, and maintain your strength for the Sect!

There was bitterness in his heart, and Ren Xiaoyun’s face gradually showed a dead gray color. It’s over, he is no longer saved, who can save him here?

When Zhuo Fan saw it, he grinned, stepped once more, and rushed towards him: “Hahaha…Sect Master Ren, the three in the Tianxing Zongtang, that’s just the case. The elders are all brave enough to worship. Rats, there is a critical juncture, and no one is willing to come forward. You, the Sect Master, really failed!”

His face twitched slightly, Ren Xiaoyun felt depressed, but closed his eyes helplessly.

“metropolitan!”

At this moment, the old guys seemed to have just reacted, yelling out anxiously, their eyes were splitting, and their faces were full of anger, but still no one came forward to help.

Well, that’s it, you old folks have already seen through the minds of you old people. Lao Tzu is about to die, what are you doing in this sensational drama, and give Lao Tzu the last comfort?

Humph, hypocrisy!

Raising his eyes and glancing at those people, Ren Xiaoyun couldn’t help but snorted, curled his lips in disdain, but there was a sorrow in his heart!

He can’t tell now whether these old guys are here to really comfort him, or whether the usual hypocritical masks are worn for too long and can’t be taken off.

In short, what he can be sure of is that these old guys who are usually flattering by his side are fucking unreliable at the critical moment! If he had known this, he should have let these old people take the lead. What did he ran out so early to do with Zhuo Fan’s monster?

Ren Xiaoyun was full of regret and slander in his heart.

It’s a pity that everything is too late. With a sigh, Zhuo Fan’s body has appeared next to him instantly, and with a majestic punch, he slams into his head fiercely.

This time, unlike the previous series of thumping and teasing, it was a killer move that really aimed at the dead. Zhuo Fan didn’t want to play this game of abuse anymore.

Unconsciously, Ren Xiaoyun closed his eyes deeply and sighed helplessly.

This time I really provoked a little monster that shouldn’t be provoked…

call out!

However, just when Zhuo Fan’s surging punch hadn’t hit his head, he heard a sound of breaking through the air, and a sharp buzzer suddenly spread into everyone’s ears.

The next moment, Zhuo Fan’s fist slammed suddenly, but he stepped backwards suddenly, and suddenly raised his head and flew out quickly. At the same time, a sharp sword light swept across his nose, and the sharp golden air that seemed to pierce everything made him feel some needle-like pain on his face.

boom!

The sword light slashed across his cheeks and fell straight into the mountains and forests behind him. After a sudden blast, the flames soared into the sky and the smoke spread, and the area of tens of kilometers was instantly flattened to the ground!

Its sword power is actually more than twice as powerful as his surging punch just now!

It is conceivable that if the sword just pierced his body, what a terrible result would be!

With a squeak, Zhuo Fan forcibly stopped his back flying body and stood up, but there was already a fine cold sweat on his forehead. Looking up, I saw a long figure standing in the void not far away, in white clothes and white shirts, with a very young face. His hand was slowly supporting the seriously injured Ren Xiaoyun, but he looked at himself with a calm expression.

“Great worship!”

The people watching from below saw them, and they couldn’t help being shocked. Then they bowed and worshiped as if they had seen a savior. Ren Xiaoyun also drew a happy arc at the corner of his mouth, and said in a hoarse voice: “Great worship, you are out of the customs…”

“If I don’t leave the customs, you should be beaten to death!”

I couldn’t help but chuckled helplessly. With a wave of the big offering, he threw Ren Xiaoyun’s body down. Those elders who had been contending with intuition, hurried forward to catch them, and once again eagerly cared for Ren Xiaoyun all the way, asking questions about the length and the shortness. But now Ren Xiaoyun looked at them with no good expressions.

There was just a good time to give charcoal in the snow. You don’t cherish it. Now you want to add more flowers to the cake? Humph, it’s late!

Ren Xiaoyun’s expression was gloomy, and he didn’t say a word in the face of a burst of caring and condolences around him.

When I saw the great worship, I couldn’t help but laugh, and then turned to look at Zhuo Fan, with a doubtful look in his eyes: “I don’t know how your Excellency and my Heavenly Xingzong have gotten into trouble, you want to make such a big disturbance? ”

“One sword travels to the sky, travels the sky sword, Xiao Yunshan?”

His eyes narrowed slightly, Zhuo Fan didn’t answer his question, but he sneered and said quietly: “You finally appeared. I am the disciple of Yuan Xinggang, Zhuo Fan, who worshipped Yuan Xinggang from Mo Ce Sect!”

His body shook suddenly, Xiao Yunshan took a deep look at him, and then he nodded slightly, and said clearly: “So, you are the disciple mentioned in his mouth. Your master will treat you before his death. But I admire Bizhi, his face is full of pride, I have never seen him show such a complacent face. Can’t help but even I want to see you in person, but later I heard that you were a member of the Heaven and Earth Justice Sect. I watched it, but I didn’t have a chance… I didn’t expect…”

“Unexpectedly, I was still alive and found your door?”

A wicked strange came across the corner of his mouth, and Zhuo Fan’s eyes flashed a naked cold light, coldly said: “Xiao Yunshan, I have already inquired, my master was killed by your own hands. So my primary goal today is you. NS!”

Looking at the ancient well, Xiao Yunshan looked at him quietly in the volley, then turned his head and glanced at Ren Xiaoyun who was seriously injured below, and nodded faintly: “That’s it, you have kept his life until now for the sake of Lead me out!”

“Yeah, but you came out too late, otherwise the more than a dozen souls of the noble sect don’t have to die so early!”

“Hahaha…I’m sorry, the old man has been in retreat and couldn’t hear the movement in time. He was indeed a lot late!” Unconsciously chuckled, Xiao Yunshan was still calm as usual, as if he didn’t care that the master of his sect was cut off. The fact of killing.

This can’t help making Zhuo Fan feel weird. Is this Tianxingzong’s great worship not dealing with the old men of the sect, or is his state of mind already in a state of humiliation and humiliation?

After taking a deep look at Zhuo Fan, Xiao Yunshan went on to say: “You are here today, presumably to avenge your teacher, so before that, I have a question to ask, I don’t know if I can answer it?”

“For the dead’s last wishes, I am still happy to fulfill them!”

“Ha ha ha… really arrogant, but…” couldn’t help chuckles, Xiao Yunshan looked at the surrounding situation, but nodded approvingly: “However, there is indeed arrogant capital. No wonder that old guy would be so proud of you. This closed disciple is indeed very talented, not bad. However, the old man heard that Moce Sect was slaughtered not long ago. Did you do this?”

Nodded slightly, Zhuo Fan made no comment: “That’s right!”

“Then you know, Magic Strategy Sect is the life effort of the old guy. Even if those people betray the old guy and kill the old guy, they are also the foundation of Magic Strategy Sect. They are dead, Magic Strategy Zong is ruined, and the old guy’s life’s hard work is also ruined. Do you revenge for him in this way, do you respect the master or destroy the Tao?”

Xiao Yunshan looked at him deeply, with solemn eyes, waiting for his answer.

Zhuo Fan looked calm and stared back closely. There was no guilt. After a short while, he burst into laughter and shook his head noncommitantly, “Who said I am avenging my teacher?”

Unconsciously, Xiao Yunshan didn’t know what he meant.

“In the final analysis, the master is dead, so what about revenge? What if he doesn’t take revenge, his old man will not survive!”

A wise spirit flashed in his eyes, and Zhuo Fan faintly said: “People are avenging themselves, and so do I. Mocezong is indeed the master’s work, but it’s not mine. I only recognize my master and don’t Recognize Mocezong. I told Master before that he was in Mocezong for a day, and I would take Mocezong as my home, otherwise…hehehe, if you are not at home, you are not at home. Master has his own way, I He also has his own way.”

“Master was killed by someone, maybe his wish does not want to destroy the entire sect. But in my opinion, the entire sect is a murderer. If I don’t destroy this bastard, it’s not my master. It is my own heart and my own way. Xiao Yunshan, do you understand?”

His body shook violently, Xiao Yunshan’s eyelids moved slightly, thinking a little, and looking up at the sky. The heart-piercing roar of Yuan Lao before he died, once again sounded in his ears.

Xie Wuyue, you will leave the sect with no return…

It turned out that he meant this!

Taking a deep breath, and staring at Zhuo Fan again, Xiao Yunshan couldn’t help but laugh out loudly: “Hahaha… That’s it, old fellow, now I finally know why you are so proud of this disciple. Sure enough. , Good, good, very good, hahaha…”