The two Songshan Taibao were all killed in Huashan, which made Zuo Lengchan furious. Especially Ding Mian, the leader of the Thirteen Songshan Taibao, who had always been Zuo Lengchan's right-hand man and the pillar of the Songshan Sect, died in mysterious circumstances.

He was treated like trash and buried in a small wilderness without even a tombstone.

The cost of cultivating a top master is too high, even with the profound knowledge of the Songshan sect, which has been handed down from generation to generation, it is very difficult.

If an ordinary small sect can produce a top-notch master, it will be quite impressive. A top master is the top combat power in the world. A sect with top combat power will definitely become a prince.

The reason why the Golden Knife Sect dares to dominate Luoyang City is because the sect leader Wang Yuanba is an extremely early stage master. Just one extremely early stage master has such a terrifying status in the world. The Songshan Sect suddenly lost two of its top masters.

Master, how can Zuo Lengchan not go crazy?

Zuo Lengchan was not angry because of the deep relationship between their brothers. He was an extremely cold-blooded and vicious tycoon. If necessary, he could sacrifice all the Thirteen Songshan Taibao. As long as the benefits were big enough, he could do it at any time.

Abandon anyone.

The lives of Songshan disciples can only be controlled and controlled by me, Zuo Lengchan. If anyone else dares to exercise my privilege, I will make his life worse than death and be broken into pieces. This is Zuo Lengchan's inner voice.

"Brother head, according to the information sent by Senior Brother Ding before his death, Yue Buqun has become one of the few peerless masters in the world today. His martial arts are unfathomable. Although Senior Brother Lu and Senior Brother Gao have greatly improved their martial arts after taking the elixir, I'm afraid

He is no match for Yue Buqun."

Tang Ying'e said worriedly that as the head of the most mysterious intelligence agency of the Songshan Sect, he had not been able to figure out Yue Buqun's true strength for so many years, so he was very afraid of Yue Buqun.

"The Eighteen Dragon Slaying Sword Formation led by Sima Shang is extremely powerful. It can trap and kill the peerless masters in the early stage. Together with Feng Buping, Lu Bai, and Gao Kexin, it is enough to completely destroy the Huashan Sect. I want Yue Buqun to die without a complete body.

"

Zuo Lengchan said coldly.

Ever since the ambitious Zuo Lengchan took the position of leader of the Songshan Sect, he began to form a secret team of killers. It was called "Slaying the Dragon" and his confidant Sima Shang was the leader.

"Dragon Slaying" contains the collection of seventeen top-level masters who were bloody and brutal. Together with Sima Shang, they are collectively known as the Eighteen Dragon Slaying Warriors. Over the years, they have secretly slaughtered countless sects and warriors who were enemies of the Songshan Sect for the Songshan Sect.

"Senior Brother Lu and Senior Brother Gao can take action at any time, but with Feng Buping, I'm afraid they won't be able to take action against Yue Buqun in the short term?"

Tang Ying'e looked a little hesitant. He hesitated and hesitated to speak.

"What are you talking about? Feng Buping is a peerless master. He is a sharp weapon I use to deal with Yue Buqun. How can it be ineffective?"

Zuo Lengchan frowned and saw that Tang Ying'e hesitated to speak. He quickly asked: "What's going on?"

"When Senior Brother Lu Bai found Feng Buping, he was recovering from his injuries. It is said that he was besieged and plotted by Yue Buqun and others. This Yue Buqun is really a hypocrite."

Tang Ying'e said helplessly: "Unless you take holy healing medicines such as Millennium Snow Lotus or Ten Thousand Years Ganoderma lucidum, you will not be able to regain your combat effectiveness in the short term."

"To deal with Yue Buqun, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. We must not miss it." Zuo Lengchan said firmly: "Didn't you share a thousand-year-old Tianshan Snow Lotus last time? You arranged for your disciples to rush over and send it to Feng Buping to help him.

Heal your injuries and restore your fighting strength.”

"Senior Brother, this is not appropriate, is it?"

Tang Ying'e's face changed when he heard this, and he suddenly felt a little unnatural. This thousand-year-old Tianshan Snow Lotus was a peerless elixir that he used to attack peerless masters. He had never been willing to use it. Now he was going to give it to Feng Buping for nothing. What did he do?

willing to give up.

"Is there anything inappropriate? You are the deputy head of the Songshan Sect, and you are directly responsible for this matter. Feng Buping is working for you, so of course you have to come up with this elixir."

Zuo Lengchan said matter-of-factly.

"Brother, head master, after I consolidate my realm for a while, I can reach the realm of peerless masters. This thousand-year-old snow lotus can increase the success rate by 30%."

Tang Ying'e still didn't want to give up and wanted to dispel Zuo Lengchan's bad thoughts.

"Junior brother Tang. You are the Taibao of Songshan and the pillar of our Songshan sect. You must be ambitious, ambitious, and have a long-term vision. A mere elixir is nothing."

Zuo Lengchan pressed Tang Ying'e's shoulder and said: "The Huashan Sect has an amazing foundation. When Yue Buqun is killed and the Huashan Sect is destroyed, there will be as much of this elixir as possible. By then, it will be everywhere. It will be like giving it away for free, huh?"

"

Under Zuo Lengchan's resolute and strong attitude, Tang Ying'e had to compromise and reluctantly gave Feng Buping the thousand-year-old Tianshan Snow Lotus with tears in his eyes.

…

Zuo Lengchan didn't know yet that Gao Kexin, the Taibao of Songshan whom he had high hopes for, had followed in the footsteps of Ding Mian and others and was killed by Linghu Chong with a single sword blow on a dark and windy night this month.

Like Ding Mian and other Songshan Taibao, Gao Kexin also refused to die with his eyes in peace. He was even more aggrieved than Ding Mian and Fei Bin. From great joy to great sorrow, from being invincible in the world to having his throat suddenly slit with a sword, Gao Kexin just wanted to die before he died.

Say some bad words to God.

I thought that Gao Kexin had just been promoted to the top master not long ago, and when he was in high spirits and showed off his skills, he volunteered to lead a team to Luoyang to stop Yue Buqun, but he didn't expect that he would end up dead.

People in the arena are used to fighting and killing, Gao Kexin is not afraid of death, but as a top master with a reputation in the arena, he must die vigorously even if he dies, so that his name will always be remembered in the arena.

What's going on now? I didn't even say a word and just slit my throat with a sword. I couldn't even say a last word. Just like the trash he killed casually in the past, I died in an extremely tortured way.

"Don't ask me where I come from, where I'm going, why I'm wandering..."

Linghu Chong hummed at the top of his lungs and slowly walked towards Gao Kexin, who was holding his throat and looking extremely unwilling.

Gao Kexin instinctively covered his throat with his hands, trying to block the rapidly overflowing blood, but it was all in vain. The trachea had been cut, and he opened his mouth to speak, but he could only make vague syllables of "Gulu Gulu".

"Who do you want to ask me? I'm not going to tell you who you want to tell you, and I'm not interested in knowing. You are destined to be dead, so why bother talking nonsense."

Linghu Chong pressed Gao Kexin's Dantian with one hand, and the terrifying suction force of the Beiming Divine Skill crazily absorbed Gao Kexin's pure and pure Qi that had not yet dissipated. Those elixirs of heaven and earth that had not yet been digested by him and lurked in his body surged crazily with the Qi in his Dantian.

Chong towards Linghu.

With a "plop", Gao Kexin fell to the ground weakly, his eyes became more and more hazy, and he was about to die.

Suddenly, a blush flashed across his originally pale face, and miraculously, he spoke.

"Lao, I am a golden-haired lion, Gao, Gao Ke..."

Gao Kexin's eyes widened, and he yelled out a few vague syllables as if reflecting on his own thoughts, and then completely lost his breath, truly refusing to rest in peace.

Linghu Chong took out the cassock engraved with "Evil Sword Manual" from the fallen Gao Kexin, stuffed it into his arms, and walked away.
Chapter completed!