Chapter 509 There is no evidence for death!

Now.

Hong Yunzhi, Chen Qingshan, Qiao Jinsong and Yuan Shichuan, as well as a group of disciples from the Wu League headquarters, felt excited after hearing Yang Luo’s words!

yes!

When did their great Chinese Martial Arts Alliance be afraid of a small-scale martial arts alliance?

He actually wanted to admit his mistake to the Martial Alliance in this small land, surrender and bow his head?

However, even though they were very dissatisfied, they did not dare to say it out.

There is no way, handing over Yang Luo is the decision made by the three deputy leaders.

They cannot violate it.

"presumptuous!"

Sun Lanzhi immediately shouted and said angrily: "Boy, as a member of the Chinese martial arts world, you first killed people randomly and caused trouble!

Now that we are here at our Wu League headquarters, we not only do not admit our mistakes, but also break the stone tablet of our Wu League headquarters!

How can I tolerate evildoers like you in the Chinese martial arts world!"

"I kill people randomly, am I causing trouble?"

Yang Luo laughed sarcastically, "These guys know more than anyone else's truth about this matter!"

As he said that, Yang Luo pointed at Pagans and others with one hand!

Pagans and others' faces changed suddenly!

But soon, their faces returned to normal!

In their opinion, Luang Po Sa is dead, and the sensation of this kid is full of sensations, and there is no evidence of death!

"Boy, then tell me, what is the truth?"

Lu Xingzhou asked a question in a deep voice.

"Boy, you said, I see how you argue!"

"Tell me quickly if you have something to say, and let me free if you have nothing to do!"

Sun Lanzhi and Huo Yuanjing were also shocked and shouted.

Yang Luo said in a trembling voice: "Since you want to know, I will tell you!"

Afterwards, Yang Luoyan concisely told everyone present the grudge between him and Luang Pu Sa truthfully.

After hearing what Yang Luo said, Lu Xingzhou and others couldn't help but frown.

After all, Yang Luo's arguments are also reasonable and convincing.

After saying that, Yang Luo glanced at everyone present and said aloud: "The reason why I told the truth is not that I am afraid of these guys from Xiangguo!

I just don't want to be framed for no reason!

As for whether you believe it or not, just do whatever you want!"

"Boy, you're clearly just quibbling!"

Pagans shouted loudly and said, "Mr. Luang Pusa is dead. You know no one can confront you, so you are making up here!"

"Boy, you kill my master and brothers and others and give me your life!"

"Boy, I will definitely make you pay your blood debt today!"

"Kill this kid!"

Three black-clad Azans immediately roared and killed Yang Luo.

Yang Luo smiled coldly and said, "Why, I'm scared when I exposed the truth?"

However, just as these three black-clad Azans rushed over!

"You want to attack me, Brother Yang, have you asked Master Buddha me?"

Bujie roared, holding the dragon-patterned Zen Staff, flashed up and swung out towards the three black-clothed Azans!

"Die it all!"

Huh!

A staff was swung out, and the strong wind whistled, sweeping across the thousands of troops, and hitting the three black-clothed Azans!

"This is my master's dragon pattern Zen stick!"

"It's actually in your hands!"

"My master's death is indeed unrelated to you!"

The three black-clothed Azans immediately recognized the dragon-patterned Zen Staff in Bujie's hand, and each of them was furious and launched a fierce attack on Bujie!

Although these three black-clothed Azans have the cultivation level of the master, how could they be opponents of the unjust!

After all, the Bujie now has entered the early stage of the Grandmaster, not far from the middle stage of the Grandmaster!

Therefore, Bujie swung this stick and directly defeated the attack launched by the three of them!

The next moment!

Bang bang bang!

Bujie's stick hit the three of them heavily! "Puff puff puff..."

A large mouthful of blood spurted out of the three of them, flew backwards more than ten meters away, and then fell heavily to the ground.

They saw that their chests had been smashed down, blood surged in their mouths, and their bodies twitched a few times, and then they died of breath.

Seeing that Bujie killed three masters with one stick!

Everyone present was shocked!

"This monk is so strong!"

"No wonder that boy named Yang Luo is so arrogant. It turns out that he has a helper!"

"It's a pity that the top ten masters of Xiang Guowu League are present. No matter how strong they are, they may not be able to make a big splash!"

Everyone present talked endlessly.

"Kill that bald donkey!"

"Kill, kill!"

Soon, another six black-clad Azan rushed out and came to Bujie to kill him.

The cultivation of these six black-clothed Azans is still between the early stages of the Grandmaster and the Great Perfection of the Grandmaster!

Therefore, six people took action at the same time, and they were full of momentum!

Don’t quit just about to start!

Xu Ying and Prajna flashed out and killed them!

"die!"

Xu Ying shouted coldly and directly slashed!

Swish!

The dazzling sword light shone through the sky, and the terrifying sword energy raged everywhere!

In an instant!

Puff puff puff!

Three blood pillars soared into the sky!

Three black-clothed Azans fell heavily to the ground, their heads and bodies separated, and they could not die again!

Just when Xu Ying killed three black-clad Azans!

Swish swish swish swish!

Prajna held Kyuuba in his hand, used the shadow escape technique, and flashed by the other three black-clothed Azans!

Three black cold lights flashed by, as fast as electric current light!

Next second.

"Mmmmmmmmmmm..."

Three black-clothed Azans covered their bloody necks and fell heavily to the ground, quickly dying.

In just less than a few minutes!

Nine black-clad Azan died at the hands of Bujie, Xu Ying and Prajna!

This moment!

Everyone present was shocked again!
To be continued...