Add Bookmark | Recommend this book | Back to the book page | My bookshelf | Mobile Reading

Free Web Novel,Novel online - All in oicq.net -> Fantasy -> Soul of Shura

Chapter 402: The Master of the Weeping Blood Sect

Previous page        Return to Catalog        Next page

    You can search "Shura Battle Spirit" on Baidu to find the latest chapter!

    Zhang Yaoyang frowned and shouted: "The innocent will be self-righteous. Who do you think is the witness? I will bring him personally. No matter who it is, I dare to confront him!"

    "You don't need to bring it, and you can't bring it."

    Lin Chen sneered and clapped his hands.

    Under the gate of the martial arts arena, two figures walked slowly.

    Everyone quickly looked at the door of the martial arts arena, only to see two old men. One of them, an old man in red, had two iron chains running through his back. His expression was dull, and countless eyes focused on him. His eyelids  Didn't even lift it.

    Who is this person?

    Just when everyone was confused, Zhang Yaoyang's expression changed drastically. The expression on his face changed from the aggrieved expression to one as incredulous as if he had seen a ghost.

    "grown ups!"

    Zhang Fabai brought the old man in red and shouted: "Bring the Master of the Weeping Blood Sect!"

    The leader of the Crying Blood Sect!

    Boom!

    Zhang Fabai's words were like a huge stone falling into the water, shattering the sky in the water, and instantly causing a storm in the audience.

    "How is that possible! The leader of the Weeping Blood Sect is a well-known demon powerhouse, a peerless master of the sixth level of the Wuzong Realm. Back then, he was ambushed by dozens of righteous Wuzong Realm masters. He successfully counterattacked with his own strength, almost killing the entire  The martial arts in Annan Mansion have been retreating for ten years, how could he be caught!"

    "Look quickly, the pair of iron chains behind the Master of the Weeping Blood Sect, made of ten thousand years of cold iron, have penetrated his bones. His cultivation has been ruined!"

    "Hiss! Who caught him? The person who escorted him was only a seventh-level Martial King Realm!"

    In the audience, countless experts stood up from their seats, their eyes full of shock, staring in disbelief at the motionless master of the Weeping Blood Sect standing in front of Lin Chen.

    Such strong martial arts masters used to be so aloof, and the dragons never saw their tail, so it was impossible for them to have the slightest intersection with their lives. They were characters living in legends.

    But now, the legend has fallen, the master of the Weeping Blood Sect, the demon giant who has caused headaches to countless righteous sects in the entire Annan Mansion, has been pierced through the bones of Pipa by an iron chain, his cultivation has been ruined, and he is now a useless person.

    Such a horrific scene is shocking.

    Lin Chen looked at Zhang Yaoyang and said lightly: "Is this witness okay?"

    "Do you dare to believe the words of evil demons and heretics?"

    Zhang Yaoyang pretended to be calm and said coldly: "Are you Lin Chen? God knows where you found an old man to pretend to be the master of the Weeping Blood Sect. Do you know what kind of cultivation the master of the Weeping Blood Sect is? I  Looking at it, the most advanced among you are only at the seventh level of the Martial Emperor Realm. With just you, can you capture the leader of the Weeping Blood Sect?"

    "A dead duck has a tough mouth."

    Lin Chen shook his head and chuckled, raised his foot, kicked the old man in red on the leg, and said: "Old man, tell him who you are."

    The old man in red trembled all over, looked at Lin Chen with horrified eyes, and nodded tremblingly.

    His expression makes people feel unreal.

    How could a demon giant at the sixth level of the Wuzong Realm be frightened like this by a waste at the third level of the Body Tempering Realm?

    How can it be!

    "Haha, I knew you were fake, old man, how much did Lin Chen give you?"

    The Lingjian Sect disciple standing behind Zhang Yaoyang sneered again and again.

    The old man in red didn't even look at him. He just pointed his turbid eyes at Zhang Yaoyang, his eyes full of fear, and said in a trembling voice: "Don't be so tough, this person is too scary, you and I join forces, no, ten  If you and I join forces, we can't be as good as one ten thousandth of him Admit it, Zhang Yaoyang, if he continues, he won't be able to defeat you, and he will kill you directly!"

    "Old man, what did you say?"

    The Lingjian Sect disciple was furious: "I'm talking to you, look into my eyes and answer me, how much money did Lin Chen give you so that you are so willing to act with him and be a dog for him!"

    The old man in red moved his cloudy eyes away from Zhang Yaoyang and looked at the disciple of the Spirit Sword Sect.

    In an instant, the disciple's body went limp and he fell directly to the ground, foaming at the mouth and his limbs twitching. After a few breaths, green bile flowed out of his mouth, he kicked his legs and died.

    Kill with one look!

    With his bones pierced and no soul power at all, he killed someone with just one glance!

    "What's happening here?"

    Audience seat??, everyone was shocked.

    With just one look, that martial spirit realm Spirit Sword Sect disciple was scared to death!

    A master at the Martial Emperor Realm looked horrified and said in disbelief: "If this person's cultivation has not been abolished, I am afraid that he has at least the cultivation of the Martial Sect Realm. Is he really the leader of the Weeping Blood Sect?  "

    As soon as his comment came out, everyone was shocked.

    "If this old man in red is the leader of the Weeping Blood Sect, then isn't what he said true?"

    A terrible thought appeared in everyone's mind.

    Could it be that Zhang Yaoyang is really a wolf in human skin?

    Zhang Yaoyang stared at the old man in red and yelled angrily: "Who hurt you like this?"

    "It's Mr. Lin."

    The old man in red shrank his neck and glanced at Lin Chen who was standing next to him with fearful eyes. With a hint of flattery on his face, he said: "Mr. Lin, I know that you hit me to give me face and look up to me.  That¡¯s why you¡¯ll hit me.¡±

    "Um."

    Lin Chen stood with his hands behind his hands, nodding his head without saying a word, with an expression like a teachable child.

    "What?"

    Zhang Yaoyang was stunned, and subconsciously looked at Lin Chen, murmuring: "Impossible, didn't you already master the Weeping Blood Dafa last year? Didn't you say that you are invincible at the Wuzong realm? Even that dead old man Su Heng was defeated by you  Trapped and unable to move"

    However, no matter how he looked at it, Lin Chen was indeed only at the third stage of the Body Tempering Realm. Zhang Yaoyang believed in his own eyes. Except for the legendary Martial Saint, no one could hide his realm in front of him.  .

    Neither can Martial Lord!

    However, how could such a waste of the third stage of the Body Tempering Realm make the master of the Weeping Blood Sect so fearful?

    No!

    Zhang Yaoyang was suddenly startled, and a layer of cold sweat broke out all over his body. His heart seemed to be tightly grasped by a big hand.

    ???????????????????????????????????????????????

    The audience in the auditorium also looked at Zhang Yaoyang with blank faces.

    It turns out that Zhang Yaoyang really colluded with the leader of the Weeping Blood Sect to kill the leader and his wife of the Lingjian Sect!

    "Sanctimonious dog thief! I misjudged you!"

    "Zhang Yaoyang, you beast, the sect master treats you well, but you actually colluded with evil heretics to kill the sect master!"

    "It's in vain that I regard you as an idol. I didn't expect you to be such a despicable and shameless person!"

    "It's so hateful, Zhang Yaoyang, I want to kill you to avenge the sect leader!"

    After a short period of silence caused by shock, in an instant, the anger of everyone in the audience was ignited, and countless murderous eyes were directed at Zhang Yaoyang, with hatred, contempt and other emotions mixed in their eyes.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report