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Chapter Three Hundred and Thirty Questions

Among the many elders of the Iron Blood Sect, namely the Great Elder Tang Feng and the Second Elder Tu Ji, entered the realm of the ninth level of the supernatural powers.

The strength of the fifth elder Zhao Wusheng, the eighth level of the Dharma Realm of the supernatural powers, is really that way in front of Lu Yun now.

To put it bluntly, Lu Yun stood still and let Zhao Wusheng attack.

That guy was so tired that he was out of breath, but he couldn't break through Lu Yun's defense and really hurt him.

He pressed Zhao Wusheng's head to the ground, and Lu Yun only needed one hand to make him lose any power of resistance.

"Zhao Wusheng, even though you know you have bad intentions to me and want to plot against me, I still tolerate you in every way, but what about you? You think I am kind and can be bullied?"

"In order to avoid you, I have left the mountain gate and shrank to the Jiangzhou Prefecture City, but you still don't want to give up. You sent people over and over again and again, constantly forcing me."

"Let me practice the Lao Shizi Chixia Gong? Why did you say that I would go to the holy land to practice? Do you think I don't know, do you want to use the method of seizing the foundation to plunder my flesh and blood foundation?"

"I have always been vain with you and don't want to turn against you directly, but what about you? You regard my kindness as weakness."

"After seeing that I was unwilling to obey your orders, you were so crazy that you sent Hou Zhi out to take my life directly!"

"No matter how you say it, I am a hero in the guest hall. I have made great contributions to the sect. If you are so to me, do you say that you are still a human being?"

Standing up, Lu Yun kicked hard and stepped directly on Zhao Wusheng's head.

In the past, he guessed that Zhao Wusheng wanted to devour his flesh and blood to strengthen himself.

But during the day, he used the soul searching technique to Hou Zhi and searched for the memories in his mind.

He just realized that Zhao Wusheng was fighting the idea of ​​plundering his foundation in cultivation.

After killing Hou Zhi, Lu Yun took advantage of the news of Hou Zhi's death and had not yet reached the sect. He rushed here without saying a word.

Now he is still a guest elder of the Iron Blood Sect. With an identity token, he will naturally be unobstructed if he wants to enter and exit the sect.

It’s a pity that Zhao Wusheng was so busy that he couldn’t touch the ground that he could not see anyone at all.

When Lu Yun returned to the sect, it was only noon.

He waited for almost ten hours until now in the middle of the night, when Zhao Wusheng came back.

"Lu Yun, what's wrong with Hou Zhi? Tell you, there are a large group of people in the ninth level of the primordial spirit realm of my Iron Blood Sect."

"You should have heard of the name of the Supreme Elder Shen Canghai, but you may not know that the Supreme Elder who has entered the king-level level in our Iron Blood Sect is not just Shen Canghai."

"To be honest, among the few supreme elders in the sect, Shen Canghai is only the weakest one."

"You are so bold that you are here to attack me. Do you believe it? As long as I shout, I will be sure that it will be difficult for you to die at that time!"

Zhao Wu was so tough that he was still threatening Lu Yun until now.

"I appeared here, and the commander Hou Zhihou you sent out, of course, has died in my hands."

"Fifth Elder, are you unable to understand? Or is it because you can't accept it?"

Lu Yun smiled indifferently, and the big foot he stepped on Zhao Wusheng's head slightly added some force.

It was not until Zhao Wusheng's eyes, ears, mouth, nose and other blood began to slowly bleed from his seven orifices that he retracted the force under his feet.

"Digital Supreme Elders? Dozens of Ninth Level of the Yuanshen Realm of the Divine Powers? The Iron Blood Sect really has some foundation."

"But no matter how strong the Iron Blood Sect is, what can it do?"

"No matter how loud you yell here, are you really sure they will hear it?"

It was neither too late nor too slow, Lu Yun continued.

"Come here! Lu Yun, the following of the guest, is betrayed the sect..."

Seeing that Lu Yun was not threatened, Zhao Wusheng actually roared as Lu Yun said.

"I have arranged a little trick in this hall. Even if you tear your throat, I believe that no one outside the hall can hear a trace."

"If you don't believe it, you can continue to yell for a while, I'm not in a hurry!"

Let Zhao Wusheng roar for a while, Lu Yun looked disdainful and laughed strangely.

He squatted down, patted Zhao Wusheng's bloody face, and said slowly.

"Lu Yun, what do you want?" Zhao Wusheng roared at Lu Yun.

"Fifth Elder, I'm here to find you. In fact, I'm just a little dissatisfied with you sending Hou Zhi to deal with me."

"Originally, I still wanted to talk to you, but it's a pity that you are shameless."

"There's no way, I can only give you a little punishment. Now that you are in this way, you shouldn't be in front of me anymore, right?"

Standing up, Lu Yun's body shook, and he had already sat back on the Grand Master's chair.

He rose from the ground and Zhao Wusheng wiped the blood on his face.

He had never thought about escaping because he clearly felt the huge gap in strength between him and Lu Yun.

If he wants to escape under Lu Yun's nose, he doesn't have the ability, and the result will be to insult himself.

"Lu Yun, what exactly do you want to do? Just say it if you have something to do!"

He glared at Lu Yun with resentment, and Zhao Wusheng looked for a chair in this side hall and sat down.

In his opinion, with Lu Yun's strength, if he really wanted to kill him, he would definitely be a dead person at this moment.

Since Lu Yun didn't do this, he must have his own reasons.

"Zhao Wusheng, with your status, you must know about the Xuande Realm."

"I just want to know where to go to the connection channel of Xuan Yao Realm!"

"In addition, I also want to know where the demon pills that the sect got from the Xuan Demon Realm are stored?"

At some point, Lu Yun had already taken out a wine pot and poured a few sips of wine into his mouth. He smiled and asked Zhao Wusheng.

"The location of the connection channel? The place where the demon pills are stored in the sect? Lu Yun, it turns out that you are planning to make these things!"

"I tell you, I have the answers you want here."

"But, who do you think I, Zhao Wusheng? If you want to know these news from me, you are just daydreaming!"

Staring at Lu Yun, Zhao Wusheng laughed wildly.

But the next moment, he could no longer laugh.

Because at this time, Lu Yun, who was clearly sitting on the Grand Master's chair and drinking a small wine, appeared next to him again.

"Zhao Wusheng, because of the past relationship, I wanted to give you a chance to survive, but unfortunately, you don't know how to cherish it."

"Since that's the case, I can't blame me, search the soul!"

With one hand, he grabbed Zhao Wusheng's neck and lifted it up directly.
Chapter completed!
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