"We have to recast the glory of the righteous path and destroy the Demon Sect, we have no choice but to destroy the Demon Sect!" After awkward smile, Song Hao looked righteous, "It is worth it to make a little sacrifice in order to destroy the Demon Sect. Young Master Jiang doesn't have to worry about us."

"No, no."

Jiang Li stretched out a finger and shook it twice, "You misunderstood something. Now you are not just representing yourself, but you are also the 'droop' I want to transport."

For Jiang Li, each of these people is a loss of the power of faith.

Song Hao was stunned, recalling the agreement that Fashan made a ward with Jiang Li on behalf of them.

"This...Shaoxia Jiang, I don't need it anymore." Song Hao said.

Jiang Li laughed mockingly, "You are a dart, not my employer."

Song Hao had no choice but to look at Fashan.

Fashan, Kong Xuanzi and other wounded soldiers were protected by the remaining Zhenwu and Tianlin disciples, and have not participated in the great cause of destroying the Demon Sect for the time being.

"Donald Jiang, can our dart agreement be invalidated?" Fashan said.

"hehe."

Everything is indescribable, you can understand it yourself.

The situation was in danger just now, and when he was about to die, he hired Jiang Li to take the ward.

Now that you have nothing to do, you have to kick someone away. How could such a good thing happen in the world?

Fashan clasped his hands together, closed his eyes and shouted the Buddha's name, saying that he was powerless, you can do it.

"It was what Monk Fashan said just now, but we didn't agree."

Someone hid in the crowd and tried to make the situation come back.

Jiang Li didn't even look at it, and the pistol appeared and raised his hand and shot it.

The person who spoke was stained with blood splashed out on his face, and his body shook and dared not speak again.

The unlucky guy next to him covered his shoulders and screamed loudly.

"Uh... I'm sorry." Jiang Li coughed, "I must aim at the head this time. I can still withstand the losses within ten people."

Song Hao looked ugly, and said with a stern look on his face: "Young Master Jiang, you really want to be an enemy of my martial arts righteousness!"

"Don't put a hat on it." Jiang Li said, "I am just responsible for sending you safely to Qingshan City. You really have to fight to the Demon Cult. You can come back then."

Qingshan City is not far from the Demon Cult Headquarters, so everyone can still kill and shoot back.

“Or…”

Without waiting for Song Hao and others to say anything, Jiang Li took out the rpg and pointed it at everyone, "You are going to take me a knife."

Seeing that Jiang Li pulled out all the "swords" that were slashing martial arts madly.

Song Hao didn't dare to speak at all, so he could only use his eyes to signal the heads of the four major sects to say something.

People from the four major sects do not look squinting and joke that they choose the leader to take the blame, otherwise they will go on their own.

At the critical moment, the seniors still need to take action.

Dao Xuanzi stood up with difficulty, first pressed down his face and said, "Since that's the case, why don't we go back to Qingshan City to repair it."

Jiang Li looked at Song Hao and others: "Have we reached a consensus?"

"Since Zhenren Daoxuan is destined, we will naturally obey." Song Hao immediately took the lead and expressed that he was not afraid of the righteous people in the martial arts world.

Instead, respect the old senior who sacrifices his head and sheds his blood.
Chapter completed!