Chapter 223 You have a way to die! (Updated by 7112)

Panshi, high-speed rail station.

The business class waiting platform was empty.

Only the Crane faction stood quietly and waited.

Zhao Qiancheng's face turned pale, and he was sitting on the waiting bench with someone slightly supporting him.

He was still a little weak from the injury, so the responsibility of team leader naturally fell on the fourth direct successor Zhuang Xiujie.

Zhuang Xiujie kept lowering her head to check the time. When she could almost hear the whistle of a train approaching the station in the distance, she finally couldn't help but said to someone: "Liu Si, will the teacher come back with us?"

Liu Si led several servants to guard everyone's luggage. Hearing Zhuang Xiujie's question, he respectfully replied: "Fourth master, I have to ask the old hotel master this question. How can I, a servant, know the old hotel master's decision?"

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"Did the teacher tell you where he went?"

"The old owner said he was going to help the young owner get something, but what to get and where to get it, Liu Si really didn't know."

Seeing Liu Si's flawless answer, Zhuang Xiujie frowned.

But it’s hard to ask any more questions.

Thinking of this, he waited until one minute before the train arrived at the station. If Liu Daoyuan could not arrive, he took everyone back first.

There was nothing wrong with the other direct descendants of the Crane Sect. However, when they heard the word "young master" mentioned in Liu Si's words, their expressions became somewhat complicated.

This time, the Southern Hundred Cities Martial Arts League was definitely a dream experience in their lives.

Everyone was thinking about it, when suddenly a figure appeared in front of them silently.

Zhuang Xiujie was startled for a moment, but when she saw the appearance of the person coming, surprise and relief suddenly appeared on her face.

"teacher!"

Liu Daoyuan clasped his hands behind his back and nodded to everyone with a calm expression. He didn't say anything, but the entire Crane Sect suddenly had a backbone.

Zhuang Xiujie and Liu Daoyuan were closest to each other, and they could faintly smell the faint smell of blood coming from Liu Daoyuan's body.

Zhuang Xiujie's mood was complicated. Although she knew she shouldn't ask, she still couldn't help but whisper: "Teacher, you"

Liu Daoyuan glanced at her, without explaining, just said lightly: "It's not mine."

"yes."

Zhuang Xiujie shut her mouth and asked no more questions.

After a few people waited for a while, a high-speed train rumbled into the station.

It didn't stop, and galloped away in an instant.

Zhuang Xiujie lowered her head to look at her watch, her eyebrows slightly frowned.

"It seems to be late."

There is no ripple in the ancient well above Liudaoyuan.

Suddenly said: "Let's go!"

Zhuang Xiujie was stunned for a moment, and the other descendants of the Crane Sect were also stunned.

But when he saw Liu Daoyuan turned around, he quickly walked towards the platform exit.

Although the group had doubts, they still followed quickly.

The He faction and the others hurriedly followed Liu Daoyuan for a while, and were about to reach the exit.

At this time, Liu Daoyuan, who was walking at the front of the team, suddenly stopped again.

"No need to leave."

ah?

All the Crane Sect disciples were confused and confused, when they suddenly saw two figures floating out of the station exit in front of them like clouds.

One is old and the other is strong, the old one has a serious aura and his eyes are like lightning.

He was about thirty years old and strong, with a cold temperament and sharp edge, like a sword unsheathed. Just looking at him gave people a stinging feeling like their eyes had been cut.

"Divinity Sect!"

Zhuang Xiujie recognized the identity of the strong young man among the two at a glance and blurted out.

Known as the contemporary genius of the Shenyi Sect, and Xue Guangyao, the Heart Refining Sect who was injured by her younger senior brother, they are also known as the strongest twin stars of the younger generation in the southern martial arts world.

The other party has a great reputation, so Zhuang Xiujie knows him.

And the man next to him with profound magnanimity, needless to say, must be the current head of the Shenyi Sect.

A leader-level powerhouse on the same level as Liu Daoyuan.

Although they, the Crane Sect, have many enemies, they have never had anything to do with the Shenyi Sect. Why would the other party suddenly appear here and appear to be deliberately blocking their way?

Before everyone in the Crane Sect could figure this out.

The sound of soft footsteps could be heard in my ears, as well as the sound of sleeves being ripped apart.

After a while, figures appeared around them one after another.

"Shitora-ryu Haoguimon Iwasui-ryu Fist Gate"

There are all the familiar ancient martial arts sects, and there are quite famous masters of the sects.

In a short time, nearly a hundred strong ancient martial arts masters from dozens of sects appeared on the scene.

These people all stood not far away from the Crane Faction group with expressionless faces and cold eyes.

They didn't say a word, but formed a faint encirclement, blocking all their paths.

Everyone in the Crane Sect could feel the increasingly oppressive atmosphere in the air, and their faces could not help but become more and more ugly. A strong sense of uneasiness emerged in their hearts, but more of them were still confused.

Although their Crane sect has a bad reputation, the night before the martial arts competition started, a talented young senior brother was born, and he picked off masters from more than a dozen sects in one night.

but

It's not like he can attract so many martial arts masters, and he doesn't even participate in the competition, but comes here to deliberately block them.

No matter what the Crane Sect did, no matter how bad it was, it would never arouse public anger to this extent.

"clatter--"

A footstep sounded in the repressed silence.

Everyone in the He Sect subconsciously followed the sound.

I saw a figure slowly walking out beside the two people from the Shenyi Sect.

The person who came here was nearly 1.9 meters tall, with a tiger-like back and a beard-like waist. His face was white and beardless, and his hair was tied into short braids. He had an indescribable powerful and noble aura.

This person slowly walked to the front of all the masters of the sect, and then stopped in front of the Crane sect's group.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, looked at the Crane Sect and his party, looked at Liu Daoyuan, and said coldly: "Vicious-handed crane demon Liu Daoyuan, you are domineering and have no respect for others.

In order to seize the inheritance of other sects, they even sacrificed the lives of dozens of comrades.

After doing so many evil things, he still wanted to escape unscathed.

Do you really think this holy envoy is dead?!"

He took away the inheritance of other sects and killed dozens of people.

The short-braided man's cold words hit the bodies of all the Crane Sect disciples like lightning.

The entire body of the Crane Faction group was violently shaken, and their faces all showed expressions of horror and inexplicable horror.

Among them, Zhuang Xiujie suddenly remembered that she smelled a faint smell of blood on Liu Daoyuan before.

Her face instantly turned pale, and she suddenly turned her head to look at Liu Daoyuan who was in front of her.

His face and eyes were full of shock and disbelief.

At this moment, hundreds of people in the audience shot their gazes at Liu Daoyuan like arrows.

Liu Daoyuan, on the other hand, still looked calm and didn't say a word.

"The adults will avenge us, ho ho ho."

The man in the white bear uniform was lying on the ground, his hands tightly covering his throat, blood gushing out from between his fingers like a fountain.

He stared at the man in front of him, with a light blue light flashing in his eyes, as if he wanted to completely record the appearance of the man in front of him.

Until the light is completely extinguished.

"What number is this?"

The man in black robes, who was as big as a mountain, stood aside and quietly watched the white bear die.

He couldn't help but frown, and turned to look at the handsome man who was slowly wiping the blood from his fingers.

"I want to remind you that you are not the real evil emperor yet.

What you do is only related to you, Pei Ye, and does not represent the position of the Evil Martial Alliance.
To be continued...