"In the second game, the Quanzhen Sect wins!" Master Shanxin's thick voice rang out. When Zhou Qingyun returned to the Quanzhen Sect, he heard Zhou Botong's voice. "Qingyun, I knew you could do it." Zhou Qingyun was not modest, he nodded directly and said: "It's a fluke!" After saying that, he reached out and wiped the sweat from his forehead, turned back to Cheng Zheng and said: "The third game Do you still need to compare?" Cheng Zhengtong shook his head and said: "No, we will admit defeat. The Quanzhen Sect is a famous sect and it is worthy of its reputation. I admire you." After hearing his resignation, Zhou Botong couldn't wait to express his condolences. We have expressed our condolences, we have been beaten, and you have all given up, so why are you still here and not leaving?" To put it into detail, Cheng Zhengtong and his party are uninvited guests, and they are not welcomed by the host at all, and they have failed to win over Jiuyin Zhen? Sutra, if you don¡¯t leave now, then when will you wait? Everyone looked at Cheng Zhengtong, Qian Suanzi, Wang Youkun and his wife with strange expressions, wondering why they had the dignity to stay here. ?????????? In fact, these people wished they could leave early because they would offend the Quanzhen Sect. They were really worried that the Quanzhen Sect would be unreasonable and keep them all here. They were scared to death, but the leader refused to leave, so they did not dare to step forward. Of course, except for the two, one was the money teller. He stood there with a nonchalant expression. Although he didn't take any action, he thought he was involved. He only blamed others for looking down on him and not choosing him. What's wrong with him? Method. No matter what, half of the Wang family's property is about to be obtained. If it weren't for the fact that the Quanzhen Sect was holding a funeral, and more importantly, he was worried that he wouldn't be able to deal with them, he would have laughed happily. As for whether the Wang family defaulted on its debts, that was not a question for him to consider. When the time came, he would not mind robbing them head-on. The other person is Cheng Zhengtong. He is different from others in worries and fears. Although he tries to hide his calmness on the face, he cannot hide the anxiety in his eyes. "Why haven't you come yet? Could it be that he is tricking me?" After hearing Zhou Botong's merciless words, no one would leave as long as he cares about his face. However, he went against common sense and still did not leave or speak. As if waiting for someone. Zhou Qingyun's heart skipped a beat. Could it be that Cheng Zhengtong had some backup plans? The heads of various sects are also aware of the possibility and are waiting for it. Hong Qi of the Beggar Clan was very worried. Things were really full of twists and turns. They were about to end and new changes were about to happen. Several people from the Huashan Sect had similar thoughts to Hong Qi, lamenting that things in the world are unpredictable. Just when everyone was guessing, and when Cheng Zhengtong was in a dilemma, a sharp laughter suddenly came from outside the mountain gate. Zhou Qingyun, Cheng Zhengtong and others suddenly looked towards the mountain gate, staring into the void, waiting for someone to come. A person suddenly crossed the mountain gate, fell quickly from the air, and stood on the ground. Seeing the visitor, Cheng Zhengtong's anxious mood immediately calmed down. Zhou Qingyun, Zhou Botong and the heads of the major factions all looked at this person with solemn expressions. Without him, this person's aura is overwhelming, much stronger than all the first-class peak warriors. No need to guess, he must be a master warrior. Ordinary warriors who have never seen the world can't tell whether the person is a minor grandmaster or a grand master, but these disciples of famous sects who have seen the grand master understand that just based on the momentum, they can conclude that the person coming is definitely not a grand master, but even if it is Little Grandmaster, these people are more aware of the tyranny of warriors in this realm. No one in the room can be their opponent. Not only that, his attire is also very strange. He actually wraps his entire head in a wide black cloak. The cloak covers his entire face, making it impossible for people to see his true face. Wearing black clothes, there is a bloody skull printed on the left chest. The hollow eyes of the skull reflect strangely pale flames, making people shudder after seeing it. No matter how you look at it, this person is not a good person, especially his cold aura, which makes the already cold late autumn even colder. Even many people's hearts are cold and their whole bodies are stiff. Zhou Qingyun felt heavy, but he did not panic. He still had the talisman and the two talismans that seemed to be extremely powerful. Although the eerie and terrifying clothes of the visitor made many warriors feel frightened, as if they were demons from hell, to Zhou Qingyun, they were nothing. He had never seen any weird and shocking outfits in his previous life, and he had experienced strong winds and waves. , how could he care about this little trick. If it weren't for the fact that this person came with bad intentions and the two parties were in a hostile relationship, he would still have some admiration for the person who designed such clothing. Isn't it similar to the outfit of the dark wizard in his memory, walking in the darkness, wandering in the world, la Wind, mysterious and powerful. What may be more troublesome is that such people are often members of a mysterious dark force. Zhou Qingyun can't care about the headache in the future. The most important thing now is to figure out this person.The purpose is to settle the current troubles as soon as possible. Zhou Qingyun clasped his fists and said, "I wonder who you are? What do you mean by coming to Quanzhen Sect?" He chuckled and said, "Who am I? You are the only one who is not qualified to know. I come to Quanzhen Sect" He is again There was a series of unpleasant laughter, and then he said: "I'm fine at all. I just came here to vent my anger because I wanted to see how unhappy you all are. Are you satisfied with my answer?" Come! Zhou Qingyun's pupils shrank, and then he said coldly: "I, the Quanzhen Sect, have no grudges against you in the past and have no grudges recently. Please tell me your true intention." "I just can't stand the hypocrisy of Wang Chongyang's group of upright gentlemen. I want to It¡¯s really disgusting to have a high-sounding excuse to win the Nine Yin Scripture, and to frame it and set up an archway. ¡°It turns out that you are also after the Nine Yin Scripture. No wonder,¡± Zhou Qingyun said the truth as if he suddenly realized. . Zhou Botong could not tolerate others slandering Wang Chongyang, so he opened his mouth to fight back: "Hmph! It's not for you to comment on my senior brother's character. The whole world will make its own judgment. But you, my senior brother did not see you upright and upright when he was alive. "Teacher, now that he has just passed away, you have been showing off your power in front of us, but you are just a bully and afraid of the strong." The man laughed wildly and said: "Well said, I am a bully and afraid of the strong. I can't defeat Wang Chongyang, but I can bully him." The junior brother and apprentice who bullied him, today I will decide the Nine Yin Sutra, and I will kill anyone who stops me." When he said the last sentence, his tone was serious and murderous. Many warriors couldn't help but feel their scalps numb. There was such a strong murderous aura. This man had killed countless people. He was simply a murderous maniac. They were timid. ¡°Besides, they have no connection with the Quanzhen Sect and have no reason to help. Even if they stand by and watch, no one can blame them in the future. Many warriors have focused their attention on the Quanzhen Sect to see how they will choose. Zhou Qingyun took a deep breath. He didn't expect that the young master would intervene. Being bullied, he had no choice but to fight to the death.