Yan Zheng looked at Jia Xuwen, who had taken him to the strange mountain and flew around for a while, and flew towards Hangzhou City in a desperate situation, and was a little unresponsive.

"Elder Jia, are you?"

Although he was not familiar with Dao Ren Wen, he also knew that Dao Ren Wen was greeted by the dean himself, especially at West Lake College.

But no matter what, even if the other party is promoted to elder, there is no need for Jia Xuwen to say anything to prepare gifts for him, right?

Jia Xuwen glanced at Yan Zheng, "Don't you see it yet? That Taoist Wen is probably fake! He was able to sneak into the Wenchang Sect and come over like this. I don't need to say the seriousness of the problem, right?"

Yan Zheng was stunned. Is Wen Taoist fake?

He then recalled Wen Taoist's every move. Although it looked exactly the same on the surface, it was exactly the same in terms of breath and strength.

It’s just a pity that the memory has some deviations.

Yan Zheng is also a smart person. After thinking about it for a moment, he figured it out.

But he also asked with some confusion, "But it may not be fake. Elder Wen was proud and arrogant because he was promoted to the elder..."

Well, if he continues, he feels a little stupid.

An old man who has lived so long has only been promoted from deputy elder to elder. What is there to be proud of?

What's more, the expression Wen Taoist before was taken for granted.

In other words, the person who pretends to be Wen Dao Ren should have been in a high position for a long time or is often given gifts by others, so he developed this habit, otherwise he would not have such a move.

Jia Xuwen was still thinking about Shen Honglei's every move, why did Sect Master Shen order Yan Zheng to directly join West Lake Academy?

What is the relationship between this?

At this moment, his heart and Yan Zheng beat slightly twice, and his back felt a little cold.

They looked at each other.

"There is a situation!" Jia Xuwen's expression became a little serious, "Let's follow what Master Shen said first and rush to West Lake College as soon as possible!"

And when they thought it was wrong, it was the moment when the "Wen Taoist" rushed towards the mountain where they had been staying before.

"Is Elder Jia here with Elder Yan? I'll have something to do with them!"

"Wen Taoist" asked the disciples guarding the mountain with a smile.

The disciples looked at each other and shook their heads together.

Jia Xuwen just took Yan Zhengxiang to walk around here, but in fact he didn't come to this mountain at all, so how could these disciples know?

"Wen Dao Ren"'s face suddenly became gloomy, "I don't know, I don't know what the use of guarding the mountain is? I can't even see it clearly in person!"

As soon as the words of "Wen Dao Ren" finished, the white long sword under his feet suddenly turned black, splitting out countless black long swords, and suddenly chopped towards the disciples guarding the mountain.

A few minutes later, there was no living person on the mountain.

"Wen Daoren" continued to step on the changing white sword and began to search in various places of the Wenchang Sect.

Master Yu had asked several other disciples to report to the other disciples first, and first asked the other disciples to collect the bodies of these dead disciples, and he took the elders to start patrol.

They passed on to every mountain to find the "Wen Dao Ren". After discovering the "Wen Dao Ren", they immediately reported that they must not act rashly.

However, the Master Yu immediately discovered that there were several branches on the mountain that had no information reply, and none of the disciples under the sect replied!

"not good!"

Master Yu immediately took the elders toward the nearest unresponsive mountain.

But what caught my eye was the blood red.

Because it was a flying sword, the first thing I saw was halfway up the mountain.

The majestic mountain stairs were originally as bright as snow, but now there are pools of red blood flowing down from the top of the mountain.

The stairs were full of corpses, and each of them was separated by his body and head.

It is obvious that these disciples at the entrance of Siming Hall were killed by the same person!

And this person has a very high cultivation level!

Because the disciples of the Wenchang Sect are all selected from one in a hundred, if they were not suppressed by too much cultivation, they would not be killed instantly.

Looking at the sword marks on the corpse, it should be a group attack skill, and it will kill with one blow, which will directly cut off the head, leaving these disciples unresponsive.

Master Yu raised his head in anger, but what he saw was the fire bursting out from the sky.

In the distant mountains and sky, the light of various spells illuminated the clouds, and the spells and sword lights collided, causing bursts of fire.

Enemy attack!

Dozens of strong men soared into the sky above hundreds of peaks, heading directly towards the direction of the previous fight.

Master Yu also led the elders to that direction.

"Wen Dao Ren" stood on the black long sword, lazily commanding other black long swords to fight fiercely with the several elders in front of him.

Below, the bodies of dozens of disciples were scattered and upside down.

"I knew I would be discovered, but this speed was a bit fast!"

"Wen Daoren" licked his lips, and a strange face appeared on his old face. "What a pity, no one was found, but I was always in Wenchang. Is it better to kill them all!"

He looked up at the surroundings, "Are you all here?"

Master Yu flew to the vicinity, and had already pinched his fingers to rush straight towards "Dao Ren Wen", "The bold thief dared to send murderers in Wenchang! Come on!"

"Wen Daoren" then narrowed his eyes, "Such stupid idiot is definitely not the person I am looking for, so just kill it!"

The black sword under his feet once again split out several black swords, and suddenly stabbed towards Yu Ting.

Yu Chang snorted coldly, holding a long sword in one hand, opening the black long sword, but the other hand controlled the fireball to fly towards "Dao Ren Wen".

Several elders around also stepped forward and helped Yu Ting open the other black swords, all looking at "Dao Ren Wen" coldly.

"Wen Dao Ren" did not have any fear at all, and reached out with a smile.

A scene that shocked the surroundings immediately appeared in front of everyone.

I saw that the "Dao Ren Wen" actually reached out and simply blocked the fireball that was directly attacking him.

The long and slender hands blocked the fireball and used their own spiritual power to directly compress the originally huge red fireball into a dark red fireball the size of a crystal ball.

The mass and power of this fireball are dozens or even hundreds of times stronger than the previous huge fireball!

"Wen Dao Ren" took the fireball so easily, cut off the connection between the fireball and Yu Sing, and directly made it into his own skill. This is not something that ordinary practitioners can do!

Yuchang and other sect leaders all had a pale face.
Chapter completed!