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Chapter 68: Telling the truth has to fight

"My name is Xuanlong, I come from Kongang Temple, but I am a good person, wuwuwuwu... I am the son of a farmer. I was abducted to Kongang Temple since I was a child. I have suffered a lot since I was a child. They insist on forcing me to do evil.

, but I have never done anything bad from beginning to end, wuwuwu..."

Fake Xuanci burst into tears.

Come again, come again.

Ning Chuan was speechless for a while, almost memorizing their rhetoric.

This is definitely professionally trained!

Otherwise, why would every monk of the Xuan generation say this?

Fortunately, he had taken the lead in destroying the opponent's Dantian. Otherwise, a group of people on his side would have died if they had dealt with him.

"Wait a minute, you said your name is Xuanlong? I don't believe it. Let me ask you, how old is Xuanlong? How strong is his cultivation? What do you like to do the most?"

Wu Feng narrowed his eyes, stared at Fake Xuanci, and asked.

Fake Xuanci was covered in blood, with a bruised nose and swollen face. He looked at Wu Feng in surprise.

"I...I am sixty-three years old this year, and my cultivation is in the late stage of accumulating energy. I like...like..."

But he didn't know how to answer for a while.

Although there is Xuan Long in the temple, how does he know what Xuan Long likes to do?

Could it be that this group of martial arts masters have investigated so deeply that they even know what Xuanlong likes to do?

"Damn it, I knew you weren't Xuanlong, hit me!"

Wu Feng shouted sharply.

Without saying a word, a group of charlatans rushed past again and beat the fake Xuanci hard again.

Bang bang bang bang!

ah!

"Don't fight, spare your life, don't fight, I will attack, I will attack them all..."

Waves of shrill screams kept coming out.

"Let me ask you, are you still a Xuanlong?"

Wu Feng smiled.

"I...I am not Xuanlong, I am Xuanen..."

Fake Xuanci cried.

"Hit me!"

Wu Feng shouted sharply.

Bang bang bang bang!

A group of charlatans were crazy about hand addiction, punching and kicking, having a great time.

On one side, Ning Chuan was speechless.

Good guy!

Is this the same process when members of the Wu Meng interrogate others?

What an eye-opener!

In this way, under Wu Feng's verbal interrogation, the fake Xuanci answered five or six fake names one after another, and was beaten to death by a group of Jianghu people, with blood spurting from his orifices and feces and urine coming out.

In the end, he was completely frightened, and he quickly confessed and told everyone that he was fake Xuanci and the boss of the evil cultivators at Vajra Temple.

But it was useless. Even if he admitted it, Wu Feng still ordered everyone to beat him.

Just like that, I beat him back and forth three times.

Fake Xuanci fell into coma three times again.

After rescuing him, Wu Feng laughed strangely again, "Let me ask you, are you still fake Xuanci?"

"me…"

Fake Xuanci's lips trembled, his whole head was completely unrecognizable, his face was filled with tears and blood, he was terrified, trembling, and he didn't know how to answer at all.

If you answer that you are a fake Xuanci, you will be beaten.

Even if you answer someone else's question, you will be beaten.

How on earth is he going to answer?

"I...I'm not fake Xuanci..."

"I knew you weren't fake Xuanci, so hit me!"

Wu Feng smiled ferociously.

A group of charlatans rushed over and started beating him wildly again.

"Don't beat him to death, what if he is really a fake Xuanci..."

Ning Chuan quickly tried to persuade him.

"Don't worry, Ning Shaoxia. I know it well and I won't really beat him to death. I have seen people like him a lot. He has a very tough mouth and never tells the truth. You see, he answered five or six false names before. There is no clue."

There is no truth or lies, so we must first subdue him and beat him to fear, so that what he says in the end can be true!"

Wu Feng whispered.

I see!

The eyes of a group of charlatans flashed and they nodded repeatedly.

"who are you?"

Wu Feng smiled coldly and looked at Fake Xuanci again.

Fake Xuanci was trembling and terrified. She looked at Wu Feng wailing and said, "I...who am I? Who am I? What can I say so that you don't hit me? Wuwuwuwu...

I beg you, please stop hitting me, I will recruit you, I will recruit them all, please quickly hand me over to the elders of the Martial Alliance, please, please hand me over to the elders..."

"Let me ask you, can you prepare the antidote for the Immortal Immortal Pill?"

Ning Chuan suddenly asked.

"Yes, I can. I am the only one in the entire Vajra Temple who knows how to take the Shenxian Immortal Pill. Stop hitting me. I will prepare the antidote for you. I know all the antidote."

Fake Xuanci seemed to have grasped the last straw and quickly looked at Ning Chuan desperately, trembling and begging for mercy.

Ning Chuan's eyes flashed, and he shouted, "Everyone, this person is very important. Don't continue to fight. Wait until Elder Zhou and Elder Jiang return, and then hand it over to them for disposal!"

"Okay, Ning Shaoxia is right!"

"The person was captured by Ning Shaoxia, so naturally he must be handed over to Ning Shaoxia to deal with!"

"Yes, we all have no objections!"

The heroes responded one after another.

Wu Feng also nodded slightly and said, "This matter is of great importance and must be handed over to Elder Zhou and Master for interrogation!"

Ning Chuan directly put this man aside and sent people to guard him carefully. Then he turned around and continued to preside over the burial ceremony, burying his dead comrades one by one.



The other direction.

Inside the Wild Wolf Valley.

Bursts of heavy roars were heard, and the rumble was deafening.

The powerful palm power and magic power collided with each other, causing waves of extremely terrifying waves, causing sand and rocks to fly on the ground.

Huge rocks are everywhere, like pieces of paper in the wind.

Zhou Tianqi, Jiang Yuncai, Yang Wuli, Fang Wuque and other masters were as fast as lightning. Everyone seemed to have turned into a god of war, with light blooming all over their bodies, palm power, sword energy, sword aura... whizzing back and forth, beating the evil cultivators.

Jumping up and down, bleeding constantly.

This group of evil cultivators were trapped underground by Fake Xuanci before, and they managed to escape from the underground with great difficulty. However, as soon as they escaped, they unexpectedly encountered Zhou Tianqi and others who broke out of the formation.

Then the scene happened in front of me.

You must know that these evil cultivators were seriously injured, and their mana was consumed a lot. Therefore, they could not last more than a few rounds in front of Zhou Tianqi, Jiang Yuncai, Yang Wuli and other masters who were in the late stage of accumulating energy.

With waves of terrifying palm power, the sword made a harsh roar and struck at them continuously.

One after another, evil cultivators spat out blood and screamed in agony.

That's it, after about half an hour.

Except for the seven or eight evil cultivators who were killed on the spot, the rest had their acupuncture points sealed, their Dantian shattered, and they captured them alive.

After capturing this group of monks alive, Zhou Tianqi, Jiang Yuncai and others immediately started searching among the crowd, and their expressions soon changed slightly.

"Fake Xuanci isn't here?"

"Let me ask you, where is your leader?"

Jiang Yuncai suddenly looked at one of the monks and asked in a low voice.

"Spare my life, wuwuwu, I'm a good person... I'm the son of a farmer. I was kidnapped to the Vajra Temple when I was a child. I suffered a lot. They forced me to do evil every day, but I have never done evil..."

The monk immediately burst into tears.

"That's enough, let me ask you where is the fake Xuanci?"

Jiang Yuncai's tone turned cold.

"The head of the family is dead. I saw him being crushed to death by a huge stone with my own eyes."

The monk spoke quickly.

"died?"

Everyone in the group looked shocked.

"Yes, not only the head of the family, but also seven or eight clan members were killed by huge rocks, and their bodies were in that underground passage."

The monk continued.

"Oops!"

Zhou Tianqi, Jiang Yuncai and others all changed their expressions.

They immediately separated a group of people, jumped towards the collapsed underground passage, and began to look for Fake Xuanci's body.
Chapter completed!
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