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Three hundred and fiftieth eight chapters infighting

Seeing the Nether Sword standing with a knife, the Shadowman was shocked: "You... haven't... been recovered from your injuries?"

That day in Meicheng, Chen Weiming activated his full strength to knock him away. Judging from the situation at that time, he must have been seriously injured. But the Nether Sword in front of him was not only without any traces of injury, but even had the strength to have the sixth level of the Tribulation Period.

Ming Dao shook his head slightly: "That man of the Walker... is so kind to the woman. I have told him repeatedly to let him do his best, but he is soft-hearted and makes it difficult for me to lose. Fortunately, the evil spirit Taoist Lord came and finally made him take a heavy move."

"You..." The Shadowman was shocked. He never expected that the Ming Dao at that time had some other thoughts.

Ming Dao said slowly: "Senior, you should take care of your shadow gate. Things here... are better to put them on."

The Shadowman's face darkened, and he lowered his voice and asked, "Ming Dagger...What do you mean?"

Ming Dao smiled and shook his head: "I finally understand why you have been suppressed by the Void Spirit after so many years. I have already said so clearly. You are still pretending not to understand and have to argue with me. If you are Void Spirit, you should have already drawn your sword."

"Since you are pretending to be confused, I will make it clearer. The old master of the Pavilion has always trained me as his successor. Now that he is suffering from misfortune, I naturally should take on this great task. As for the sect leader, I will take care of many things in the future."

"Hmph, your wings are getting hard!" The Shadowman was furious and shouted softly: "You can't bear the burden of Yanyun Pavilion. Come and take him down!"

The order was issued, but no one dared to take action. It was just that you looked at me, I looked at you, and I didn’t know what to do.

Ming Dao shook his head: "It seems that you are already guilty before you even take action! What's the use of them in such an occasion? You all go down and come up later."

As soon as they finished speaking, many people in charge were as if they were amnesty and rushed to the bottom of the mountain. Although they lived in Jiuyang Mountain, their cultivation was not amazing. They could still deal with it in the Nascent Soul Stage or Kong Ming Stage, but they were not able to deal with it.

They thought so in their hearts, but to the eyes of the Shadowman, it seemed as if they were following the orders of the Nether Knife, and the dark aura shook and furious.

"Ming Dagger, you have thought about what consequences will be for the Heart-Devouring Gu in your body...."

That's the case, but as he spoke, he was already enhancing his breath and making a move.

"The Heart-Devouring Gu is indeed terrible!" Ming Dao smiled slightly: "But I have investigated, Gu Lingjun did not come. To put it bluntly, if you don't come to Jiuyang Mountain, I will not dare to show up at all. But since you are here, it means that the traveler did not disappoint me, and the Evil Spirit Dao Lord asked him to solve it."

"If you come with Gu Lingjun, I can only be honest. Unfortunately, you must have dumped him with extraordinary speed in order to enter Jiuyang Mountain first. Without him, no matter how terrible Heart-Devouring Gu is, it would be meaningless."

"It's all a bunch of wolves, and it's useless to say the truth. Since that's the case, it's better to follow the rules of Yanyun Pavilion."

Ming Dao pointed the long sword in his hand to the ground and said slowly: "A battle will determine the winner and loser, the loser will be speechless, and the winner will be the king."

In this case, it is impossible to admit defeat. The Shadowman shouted: "Then let me see how far you have grown over the years."

As he spoke, the dark aura surged, turning into a ferocious beast roaring and roaring out.

"Sir, you will definitely not disappoint you!" Ming Dao said slowly: "The Walker killed the evil spirit Taoist Lord, which means that even if the Lumen Shanren recovered from his injuries, he would have to give in to his position as the number one person in the world."

"Don't you understand yet, a new era is here, you... are no longer the protagonists of this era."

As soon as he finished speaking, the Great Nether Sword slashed out, and the Death Sword Aura directly hit the dark aura.

Valley of the Wicked.

The news of the failure of the front line has been returned. This war, Yanyun Pavilion suffered a lot of losses. The atmosphere in the entire Evil Valley was solemn, no one was noisy, and no one even made any noise.

Everyone knows that a time is very critical for Yanyun Pavilion, and many killers are turning their attention to the top floor of the Killer Union. What is being discussed there, and once it is over, it will determine the future of Yanyun Pavilion.

"Damn it, damn it!" Gu Lingjun cursed, walking around constantly, suddenly stopped, and shouted loudly: "That bastard Shadowman actually went to Jiuyang Mountain directly because he was faster than me. What does this mean?"

Lao Cai sat aside, stretched out his finger and tapped the table, his eyes were dull, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

The leader of the Emen Sect, who was standing on the side, looked like he was ignorant. After a while, he asked, "Gao Master... is he really dead?"

"Die, really dead!" Gu Lingjun shouted a few times, and suddenly looked a little scared: "You haven't gone to Lushan, you really haven't seen it with your own eyes. Walker... That guy Walker... I don't know how to describe it, it's so scary."

"He learned a sword technique that was not less powerful than Qinglian Jiange, and also used a terrible mental power to fight to the death of the Pavilion Master. It was so terrible. Although his condition was a bit wrong at the time, Shadowman and I...we really didn't dare to take action."

"Oh!" Old Cai sighed: "Your random decision back then... If the traveler was still in Yanyun Pavilion and joined forces with the Nether Sword and the Wasteland, how powerful would Yanyun Pavilion be."

"Is this time now?" Gu Lingjun roared angrily: "I will make it clear now. Even if the Shadowman takes down Jiuyang Mountain, I will never submit to him. The killer legion of the Tribulation Period is under my control. I think he can do anything to me."

"Then who do you think should be allowed to enter Jiuyang Mountain?" asked the leader of Emon Sect: "Are you?"

"I...why am I not?" Gu Lingjun said: "For so many years, no one has allowed me to control the important figures of Yanyun Pavilion."

Lao Cai closed his eyes and said slowly: "What's the difference between that? I'm a useless person anyway. It doesn't matter if you're a shadower."

"Is he capable enough?" Gu Lingjun immediately shouted loudly: "After so many years, I have never seen any breakthrough in the Shadow Sect. If it weren't for the Nether Sword and the Wasteland, the Shadow Sect would really have disbanded."

"I also think he is not capable enough, so..."

Suddenly a sound came out of nowhere and came from nowhere. As soon as the words came, a loud bang was heard, and a black shadow broke through the roof and rushed in.

After landing, he stopped after he rolled down. After a closer look, he clearly saw that he was a middle-aged man.

After seeing the person's facial features clearly, the few people were stunned and shouted in dismay: "Shadower!"

"Everyone, you're rude!"
Chapter completed!
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