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Chapter 940 The life and death of Dakong Temple

The group of masked bandits and white-clothed sorcerers rushed into the disciples of the sect and the demon sect and began...

These masked puppets and white-clothed warlocks all seemed to be fearless. The masked puppets themselves were not afraid of death, while the white-clothed warlocks had their own beliefs.

In their belief, they do not enter the cycle of reincarnation after death, but are enthroned in the immortal court and have their own position, and are less afraid of death than ordinary people.

These white-clothed warlocks are holding the idea of ​​killing one of them, killing two of them, and breaking into the crowd.

It’s fine for those people from the Demon Sect, but they are still energetic after all, but ordinary disciples from those major sects were first fed, and then their weapons were destroyed. They were unarmed and had no tendons and bones, and were killed and injured a lot.

"You dare to kill my disciple!"

Seeing this, the elders of the sects could no longer sit still and rushed up to protect their core disciples.

Although Su Peng still had enough energy, he did not take action. He watched the masked puppets and white-clothed warlocks fight to death with these people.

Although Su Peng wanted to retain the seeds of the martial arts sect, it was also in line with Su Peng's thoughts that appropriately allowed people from the fairy world and righteous people to establish some hatred first.

However, there were few of the elders who worshipped the righteous sects who were really stupid. After fighting for a while, they discovered reasonable tactics.

"Don't kill those masked puppets! Those things are so hard to deal with without pain. If you go to deal with those people in white clothes and knock them out, the masked bandits will not be threatened!"

An enshrined elder of the Emei Sect shouted loudly.

His voice woke up a lot of people.

Even if the weapons of those sects were destroyed, each of them was very skilled, and it was not something that those white-clothed warlocks could resist.

These priests launched their body movements and began to stun and kill the white-clothed warlocks under the protection of the masked puppets.

There were not many white-clothed sorcerers who came here today. There were only about thirty or forty people. Soon, these white-clothed sorcerers were controlled by the worship level elders of various major sects.

After each killing or stunning a white-clothed warlock, more than a dozen masked puppets lost control, either lying directly on the ground and unconsciously, or standing there stupidly, not knowing how to act.

"Is there such a thing actually?"

Su Peng saw it and secretly praised him.

This was not the case with the mask Fan Jian gave to Su Peng at the beginning.

After Fan Jian brought Su Peng's mask. After he brought it to others, the person would maintain basic intelligence, but he did not have his own will. The intelligence of the mask puppet existed for the orders of the master.

Even if Su Peng is unconscious or asleep, he obeys his mask puppet, he will protect Su Peng from attack and take Su Peng to a safe place.

But now these mask puppets of white-clothed warlocks do not seem to have this function.

Seeing this scene, Su Peng turned around and happened to see Dugu Sheng supporting Fan Jian, wanting to come here.

Fan Jian came here. Seeing the group of white-clothed warlocks being constantly stunned and killed, a smile appeared on his face and a slight smug look on his face.

"Uncle Master is brilliant!"

When Su Peng saw it, he immediately understood.

It seems that Fan Jian was not completely obedient after being captured by the enemy. He cut corners in the production of mask puppets, weakening a lot of functions.

Here, the major sects and the Demon Sect quickly captured many white-clothed sorcerers, and there were not many masked puppets left at this time.

"How about uncle?"

Su Peng turned around, looked at his second senior brother Dugu Sheng, and asked him.

"Uncle Fan Jian's health is not serious, but the other party used medicine to poison it, which hurt Uncle Master's ability to speak, and the tendons behind his tongue were also broken. However, I think with Uncle Master's medical skills, after returning to Zixia Gate for half a year, it would probably be fine. It's just that he can restore his ability to speak, which will take longer."

Dugu Sheng said.

However, he hesitated a little and said, "But the uncle's dantian was broken, and the pipa bone was pierced, and his internal strength was one or two, so it was difficult to recover."

When Su Peng heard this, his heart sank slightly.

Although Fan Jian’s strengths are not only in martial arts, the importance of martial arts to the people of the martial arts world is self-evident.

Su Peng looked solemn, walked to Fan Jian and said to him: "Uncle Master, did your martial arts be destroyed by the people of Dakong Temple? If so, I will definitely pay the price."

A divine light flashed in Fan Jian's eyes. He shook his head, then pointed at the white-clothed warlocks, then wrote a few words in the air, and nodded with certainty.

"Immortal Realm, True God Cult?"

Su Peng understood what Fan Jian meant and asked him.

Fan Jian nodded. His finger was in the air just now, and he wrote about the True God Cult.

Su Peng gritted his teeth and said, "Uncle Master, don't worry, I will surely stave off the fairy world. As for the True God Cult... what they did is tragic and inhumane. The laws of nature do not allow them. I will eradicate them completely!"

"good!"

The eldest brother Xu Daoqi, who was on the side, nodded and said to Su Peng: "I have this intention too. The fifth brother will help you with the immortal world and the True God Sect."

"And I."

Dugu Sheng also said.

Su Peng nodded, he reached out to hold Fan Jian's hand, and Xu Daoqi and Dugu Sheng also held their hands on it.

This is a vow.

At this time, on the other side, those sects worshipping elders and the people from the Demon Sect had completely subdued the white-clothed warlock.

Those people were controlled in their hands.

Su Peng looked over there and said to Leng Shuangyue: "Shuangyue, the people captured by your Holy Sect will be left to you for disposal. If you ask for the results, give us a copy."

Leng Shuangyue's eyes fluttered and she said, "Su Lang has an order, how dare Frost Yue not obey?"

"very good."

Su Peng nodded. Fan Jian knew very well how to make mask puppets. He didn't need those castrated versions.

He turned around and said to the two senior brothers: "Senior brother, let's take our uncle back to the mountain!"

"good."

Xu Daoqi said, Dugu Sheng nodded, Dugu Sheng helped Fan Jian, and the four of them walked outside the Dakong Temple.

The four of them walked a few steps and saw Ren Song, the head of the Shushan Sect, come out. He looked very respectfully to Su Peng and said, "Su Jijiu, thank you for saving us today... But, what should we do with the people of Dakong Temple? Please give me some advice."

Upon hearing this, Su Peng looked at the monks in Dakong Temple.

"Ren Song! No matter how I am, Dakong Temple, I am not something that people like you can covet!"

When the people from Dakong Temple heard this, many people were extremely angry, and Shi Weixin shouted even more angrily.

Ren Song’s meaning is very obvious. Today, Dakong Temple was half-destroyed by Zixia Gate. Although the foundation is still there, it is not possible today.

If the martial arts sects present join forces, they may not be unable to destroy Dakong Temple. The seventy-two unique skills of Dakong Temple are shocked by the martial arts world. It is also excellent to be able to "borrow" and "divid" one or two of them.

Upon hearing this, Su Peng looked at Ren Song and then at the monks in Dakong Temple.

Everyone looked at him nervously.

Zixia Gate is the biggest winner today. Without Su Peng's support, these so-called right paths would not achieve their goal.

The monks at Dakong Temple were also extremely nervous. The accumulation of Dakong Temple for thousands of years is all within Su Peng's thoughts of whether it is prosperous or defeated in the future.

At this moment, the life and death of Dakong Temple, the first sect in the world before, the leader of the thousand-year righteous path, and the leader of the martial arts righteous path, all depend on Su Peng's words.
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