"Chi Kui" walked out of this area with Wu Xingyun in his arms.

The petite and pale sect leader hooked his neck and pressed his cheek against his chest.

Twenty-seven disciples hurriedly removed the Jedi Formation. No one dared to look at the leader of the sect at this moment. He just turned his head, but saw the area in a mess. He couldn't help but be shocked and didn't understand what was going on.

"Chi Kui" looked cold.

The elite disciples felt the cold air and were even more confused, and they were completely unaware of what happened to this moody leader.

Feng Bun in the distance was waiting. When he saw the leader coming out, he glanced at him and saw the petite leader carrying his hands with his hair disheveled, with red marks on his neck, and some bruises on his calves, and fear and fear in his eyes.

Obviously, this former colleague of the Fengyue Demon Sect had just experienced unimaginable brilliance.

Feng Budun closed his eyes and sighed in his heart, "It's good to be alive."

...

Time briefly returned to a stick of incense.

"Di...Di Ksitigarbha, what are you doing?"

"Pinch."

Wu Xingyun:...

"Primise yourself or I will."

"I... I will pinch myself."

Master Wu never thought that he would do such a thing. Before he died, he pinched himself madly. Maybe he saw that her speed was too slow, and that Lord Dizang, who had become "Chikui", ran over and helped her pinch it.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

The petite sect leader looked at the demonized Ksitigarbha, with a question mark on his face.

The image of the terrifying and unparalleled flame Buddha had long collapsed.

...

Wu Xingyun sobbed gently.

"Chikui" became colder and colder, even if Feng Budou was ten feet away, he could feel the cold.

He didn't know what was going on, so he hurriedly knelt on one knee, lowered his head, and did not dare to ask more questions.

"Chikui" walks all the way.

Along the way, I knelt all the way.

No one knows what happened to this leader?

Has it been entered sage mode?

But what happened to the mess in the Jedi Formation?

"Chi Kui" walked to the conference hall, walked onto the throne of the leader of the Demon Sect, sat directly on it, and then lie down the petite leader and put it in his arms.

Wu Xingyun's legs were folded together, and his heels were pressing against the blood-carved red copper handrail of the leader's position, slightly tilted, his face full of confusion.

She only hopes that this mysterious and strange Lord Ksitigarbha, who is incredible and does things in a strange way, can keep his promise and let King Xiaoyao go.

The leader was angry.

Even without saying a word, the disciples of the Demon Cult came one after another.

Soon, there were dark heads kneeling in front of the ceremony lobby.

There were more than 30 elites in the front row, and then there were three or four hundred people kneeling.

The leader did not speak, and no one dared to speak.

The leader of the Demon Cult seems to be gentle, but in fact he is extremely fierce.

To simulate this personality by Emperor Yan Luo’s temperament, it only takes a little change.

The murderous aura of the Dark King is somewhat worse than that of the Demon Sect leader.

now.

The demon sects who gathered in Kangnan branch did not dare to speak out at all, and they didn't even dare to raise their heads or breathe vigorously. Chan Bi, Guitou Tuo, Zhen Yiyi and others were naturally among them.

But the leader of the Demon Sect ignored them, just smiled a little sickly, and patted the petite sect leader's cheek from time to time.

The whole hall heard a gentle "pa" sound, and the leader's inexplicable laughter from time to time.

Wu Xingyun shivered.

Everyone was trembling too.

The strength of the Wu Sect Master is actually at the level of top experts in the world. He also has a gun with extraordinary skills. He acts collectively on weekdays and is considered a cadre.

And such a cadre is just a toy of the leader.

Suddenly, the leader of the Demon Cult stopped and asked coldly: "Do you know why I'm angry?"

No one answered.

The leader of the Demon Cult said coldly: "Assassin! You have made the Jedi Formation. Did you actually help the assassin insulate the sound? Do you want the leader to die silently?"

Wu Xingyun's pupils suddenly widened.

this..

This method!

This acting!

The leader of the Demon Cult put the woman in his arms inside, patted her arm, and signaled her not to reveal her.

Wu Xingyun trembled.

She was like a little sheep curled up in the arms of a tiger, and she was the only one who knew the truth in the audience.

The leader of the Demon Cult continued to say coldly: "Who will give me an explanation? Do you want to rebel?"

He didn't even explain the pile of corpses on the ground that had been melted by the corpses.

As the leader of a sect, do you still need to explain to your subordinates?

This should be explained to him by my subordinates!

The twenty-seven people were trembling...

It was a good thing to think, but now it has become a death-hunting thing.

"Master, please spare your life."

"Master, we just don't want you and Master Wu to be disturbed."

"Yes, Master, please spare me, please..."

Twenty-seven elites immediately emerged from the crowd, all knelt on the ground, climbed under the high throne, and bowed their heads to admit their mistakes.

But the leader sat on the scene without saying a word.

Suddenly, a woman in white who seemed pure raised her lips and walked out and smiled: "Master, I don't know if they dare..."

This is Zhen Yiyi, who used a pair of anti-blade short swords to knock Li Yuan'er out of the past.

She was interrupted before she could finish her words.

"Palm and mouth."

Zhen Yiyi was stunned for a moment and looked at the leader of the Demon Sect in disbelief.

Wu Xingyun sneered softly: "Sister Yi, the leader will not miss you in the past, hehe."

Zhen Yiyi looked pale and then didn't speak.

"Didn't you hear it?"

"I heard it." Zhen Yiyi slapped herself directly.

The role of Dizang plays Xia Ji, who becomes the leader of the Demon Sect, understands it.

Just now, Wu Xingyun was obviously reminding him that Zhen Yiyi was the woman of the leader of the Demon Sect, so she dared to speak.

"Enough!"

"Yes" Zhen Yiyi lowered her head and hurriedly wanted to retreat to the crowd.

But Xia Ji was not prepared to let her retreat, but said coldly: "Tell me, they don't dare, who dares?"

Zhen Yiyi dared not speak.

"Is it you?"

Zhen Yiyi knelt down with a pounce, "I dare not!"

Xia Ji stared at her, leaned back slightly, patted Wu Xingyun's body with his hands, and suddenly said, "You don't dare? You don't dare, why don't you give the Nine Saint Armor to me as soon as possible? You keep the Nine Saint Armor, right? Are you afraid that if you give this Armor to me, then the assassin will have no chance at all, right?"

Zhen Yiyi was stunned.

For a moment, she felt that "if you want to add a sin, there is no refusal" in her heart.
To be continued...