Not only Xie Xu, but most members of the Hundred Ghost Sect have the same questions in their minds.

The Great Elders and the Sect Leaders did fight openly and secretly, with the same power, but at least they did not openly break up, and they still maintained superficial peace.

Lin Chong is the enemy of the entire Hundred Ghost Sect. The six-day ghosts and twelve earth ghosts all died at his hands, and the younger generation of genius disciples were almost killed by him.

Because of Lin Chong, the overall strength of Baigui Sect has been regressing for more than twenty years.

According to common sense, as the mainstay of the Hundred Ghosts, shouldn’t Yu Miaoce, at this time, abandon personal grievances and put the overall situation first?

But why did he do the opposite?

It would be fine if Lin Chong didn't kill him, but he raised his butcher's knife to his allies and provoked a stronger enemy for the Baigui Sect.

The Gods Association is not a cat or a dog, but a top three giants in the underground world. Their power and deep foundation are still above the Hundred Ghost Sects.

No matter how you think about it, Yu Miaoce's approach is full of confusion and difficult to explain.

I will kill whoever I want. Is there any problem?

Yu Miaoce glanced at Xie Xu from the corner of his eyes, and his tone was calm and gentle: Elder Xie, you are loyal to Xue Xuanyuan, much better than some ungrateful wolves.

As soon as this said, Fang Jinglei's hair stood up and he turned around without hesitation and ran away, fleeing towards the foot of the mountain!

Swish!

Fang Jinglei was fully activated, like a frightened bird. In the blink of an eye, he rushed to seven or eight meters away, leaving Yan Bin far behind.

A fellow Taoist, a fellow Taoist will not die.

At this critical moment, Fang Jinglei's selfish personality was fully demonstrated.

Yan Bin didn't expect Fang Jinglei to leave himself and run for life alone. He was stunned for a moment, and then cursed: Fang Jinglei, I'll be your whole family!

Amid the angry curses, Yan Bin rushed out like an arrow, running away to the other side.

Isn't it too late to escape now?

Yu Miaoce's lips curled slightly, revealing a sneer full of sarcasm, but there was no smile in his eyes.

Yan Bin had only escaped for more than ten meters, and suddenly his pupils shrank and he stopped forcibly.

A middle-aged man with an ordinary figure and an ordinary appearance stood in front of him at some time, and his whole body exuded a powerful aura no less than that of a warrior at the peak of the magic power.

Behind the middle-aged man, more than a dozen members of the Baigui Gate wearing black cloaks and various masks were spread out in a fan shape, completely blocking the road down the mountain.

The loyal object of these members of the Hundred Ghost Sect is Yu Miaoce. When the battle on the top of the mountain was in full swing, they quietly hid in the dark and successfully played the role of the profitable fisherman.

Elder Yan, this road is not open.

The middle-aged man looked straight at Yan Bin's slightly panicked face and said with a smile: Please come back, apologize to the Great Elder in front of him and pray to the Great Elder for forgiveness. This is your only chance to survive.

Yan Bin clenched his fists, his eyes changed, sometimes hesitating and sometimes determined, his breath was like a roller coaster, rising and falling with his mood.

Just as Yan Bin was about to fight to the death, a ruthless gaze suddenly came from behind him.

......Well!

The extremely strong sense of crisis swept across Yan Bin's body in an instant, causing him to feel cold all over his body.

He had a premonition that if he dared to take action, he would definitely die in the next moment.

Yan Bin turned his head hard and just met Yu Miaoce's deep eyes as deep as a well.

In his hand, Yu Miaoce held Fang Jinglei's body and died with his eyes closed. His neck was broken, his head was tilted, and the red blood was left along the corner of his mouth. His facial features were twisted into a strange appearance, as if he had seen something very terrible before his death.

If the thunder in the room did not escape, maybe it could support a few more tricks.

But when he decided to escape, he was destined to die.

In the battle between strong people, the factors that determine the outcome are not only the level of cultivation, martial arts, and mentality, but also the momentum is also very important.

Fang Jinglei stepped into the alchemy with half his foot, and his mind and nature were the best choice, and he was not so unbearable.

But he was scared by Yu Miaoce, and at most ten percent of his strength could exert 80% of it, and as one rose and the other fell, he died in one encounter.

Yan Bin looked at Fang Jinglei's body and couldn't tell what it felt.

Lucky, fear, sadness, and a faint gloom.

The reason why Yan Bin felt sad was of course not for Fang Jinglei, but for himself.

Because he knew that he could not escape.

call!

Yan Bin breathed a long sigh, gave up his thoughts of resistance, and walked towards Yu Miaoce with heavy steps, looking haggard, and suddenly he seemed to have become more than a teenager.

Yu Miaoce threw it out like a scarecrow, throwing Fang Jinglei's body out.

Bang!

Fang Jinglei's body drew an arc in the air and hit Xie Xu's feet.

Xie Xu's face was blue and white, and he felt like he was in trouble.

His mind was in his eyes, and in the end he loosened his palm, threw away his long sword, and knelt side by side with Yan Bin who was walking over. Quietness was like a wonderful plan.

With Yan Bin and Xie Xu surrendering one after another, the fierce and bloody battle finally came to an end.

But things are far from over.

First, he killed the gods and then killed the thunder in the room. Yu Miaoce used cruel methods, which shocked everyone in an instant and brought the Hundred Ghost Sect back into control.

However, for him, these were just trivial matters.

Fang Jinglei once colluded with Hei Yan and asked them to send someone to set up an ambush in Qingzhou City, so I killed him.

Yu Miaoce faced Lin Chong several meters away and said lightly: Xue Xuanyuan is dead. Little friend Lin, can you settle your grudges with the Hundred Ghost Sect?

Lin Chong, who had been silent, raised his head, his eyes were calm and indifferent, and he said hoarsely: OK.

His voice was very low, and every word seemed to be squeezed out of his throat.

In fact, if you promise to join forces with me, how can you be so troublesome? Is it worth it to pay such a big price?

Yu Miaoce placed his hands in front of him, his palms hidden in his wide sleeves, and his tone had an inexplicable meaning: Your situation is not good, and if you don’t receive timely treatment, you may have life worries. Otherwise, what if you go with me? I can resolve the hidden power that Xue Xuanyuan left in your body and help you heal your wounds.

Hearing this, eight girls in black, including piano, chess, calligraphy, calligraphy, painting, poetry, wine, flowers and tea, changed their faces at the same time.

Although Yu Miaoce was kind, the meaning in his words was very obvious, that was, he wanted to take Lin Chong away as a hostage.

You must not let him take the minister away!

This thought flashed by, and the eight girls in black mustered up the courage to take a step forward, blocking Lin Chong and Yu Miaoce.

Um?

Yu Miaoce raised his sparse eyebrows and let out a soft hum from his nostrils.
Chapter completed!