After Zhang Quanfeng said that, he turned around and was about to leave. He Ziyin's expression changed and he did not dare to stand up to stop him. He could only lower his body and said to Zhang Quanfeng: "Senior brother, for the sake of our brotherly relationship, I advise you not to leave, at least... don't leave now."

"I, Zhang Quanfeng, come whenever I want, leave whenever I want. Can you stop me? I would rather go back to the mountains and forests than be angry with you, the bullshit leader!"

Zhang Quanfeng snorted coldly, ignored He Ziyin's advice, and shook his sleeves and was about to leave!

At this moment, the man in black sitting quietly suddenly raised the fishing rod in his hand. But strangely, there was no bait on the fishing rod, only a huge silver fish hook as thick as a finger!

call out--

The sound of the air being cut sounded, and the silver-white transparent fishing line streaked across the dark sky, and the fish hook as thick as a finger suddenly appeared in front of Zhang Quanfeng!

Zhang Quanfeng's face was gloomy and quickly avoided the fish hook that was snarky when he looked at it. Then he turned around and said coldly to the man in black: "If you want to kill the old Taoist, why should you attack him?"

"If Kunwu Sword is not in Zhenbao Pavilion, it is your fault. If you do something wrong, it is normal to be punished."

The man in black had an extremely cold voice. He sentenced Zhang Quanfeng to blame in an extremely fair tone, but this sentence fell into Zhang Quanfeng's ears and turned into a mockery of his identity. He became angry in his heart. Before the man in black could take action, Zhang Quanfeng took the lead in using Taoism. In the blink of an eye, countless ghost soldiers appeared beside him!

The ghost soldiers were all wearing black armor, and blue ghost fires were burning in the skeleton's eyes.

"Are my hundreds of kids all paper tigers?"

Seeing this, the man in black sneered, then put down the fishing rod and tore off the slender fishing line at the top of the fishing rod.

As if the floodgate was opened, the hundreds of ghost kings who had originally stood neatly rushed towards Zhang Quanfeng in an instant. In an instant, the ghost soldiers summoned by Zhang Quanfeng were torn to pieces by the powerful ghost king.

The man swung the fishing rod, and the thick hook appeared in front of Zhang Quanfeng. Zhang Quanfeng didn't have time to scream, and the hook had already pierced into his eyes!

The next second, the screams rang throughout the fishing village, and even He Ziyin and the other two knelt on the ground couldn't help but feel cold on their backs.

The dark man slowly closed the line and finally walked down from the fishing boat. He walked outside the fishing village. He hung Zhang Quanfeng, whose body gradually became cold, on the locust tree at the entrance of the village. Several vultures hovered in the sky like the god of death, waiting for the delicious food to appear.

"waste."

The dark man said coldly.

He Ziyin and the other two were all frightened and hurriedly said, "Please forgive me!"

"I'm scolding Zhang Quanfeng."

The man in black suddenly eased his voice. He turned around and said to the three of them, "Okay, you guys get up. You three are my most capable assistants, and I don't need to use any means to suppress you."

"This Zhang Quanfeng..." Bai Tong looked at the corpse that was swinging back and forth in the air and hesitated.

"He has no value anymore, and keeping it is a problem," the dark man sighed. "There was a snatch of gossip and the Kunwu sword was not found again. It seems that the dream of realizing the new world is getting farther and farther away from us."

Luo Chen said coldly: "All this is given by defeating Yan Ning. I can't figure it out. Why didn't the leader ask me to kill him directly? His growth rate... is too fast. If we don't take action as soon as possible, he will probably not be able to deal with it soon."

The man in black turned around and looked at Luo Chen: "Luo Chen, I know what you are thinking. You obviously have countless opportunities to kill him, but you didn't do that."

Luo Chen couldn't help but breathe stagnant after hearing this.

"He is on the order of the leader." Bai Tong suddenly spoke out.

"Yes," the man from Kuroko smiled, "I said not to kill him, Luo Chen, you are very obedient."

Luo Chen breathed a sigh of relief.

He Ziyin said, "Master, what should we do next?"

"I think about it." The man in black raised his head with some distress, but he didn't see the moon. After a moment, he turned around and said, "I still have to leave for a while. During this period, the Changsheng Cult will continue to be managed by He Ziyin, but you don't continue to cause trouble for Yan Ning. Luo Chen, Bai Tong, you two will get up tomorrow morning and follow me to Yunnan."

The three of them held their fists and took the order.

"Okay, you are all tired, so take a break early."

The man in black nodded, picked up the fishing rod on the ground again, and sat back on the boat. He Ziyin and the other two looked at each other and walked into the fishing village.

Hundreds of ghost kings outside the fishing village also entered the fishing village one by one. The vultures hovering in the sky finally could enjoy their dinner.

...

At the same time, the Dragon and Tiger Mountain was covered with white mourning cloth.

"Is that true? Have everyone from Gongliang's lineage left?"

Yan Ning and others sat in the yard, and the teapot on the stone table was still steaming.

Zhang Quan nodded: "They stood by and watched yesterday, but now they have no face to stay. Not only them, but the sects that did not help that day have basically been exposed."

"Unexpectedly, Tang Wenlin actually took action."

"Maybe we have times when we misread people." Zhuang Xiaoya smiled and shook her head.

Wang Tianci remained silent.

While the four of them were chatting in the yard, Hu Daoming suddenly appeared outside the yard. He waved to Yan Ning. Yan Ning immediately understood, greeted Zhang Quan and the other two, and walked out.

Yan Ning and Hu Daoming walked to the hill a few hundred meters away from the yard, and then stopped. Yan Ning asked, "What did you do that day?"

Hu Daoming scratched his head embarrassedly: "I suddenly had diarrhea, but you didn't see the text message I sent to you."

"Oh, I just wanted to thief, but now things are getting big." Yan Ning sighed. Although Zhang Rushan's death had nothing to do with him, he took advantage of the danger of Longhu Mountain to loot the Zhenbao Pavilion. This is really unjust, but if you admit it now, it is no different from seeking death.

From yesterday to now, Zhang Daofeng's mood has been very unstable. Even Zhang Quan dared not see him, otherwise Zhang Quan would not have come to him for tea just now.

After hearing Yan Ning's words, Hu Daoming quickly saw through what Yan Ning was thinking. He pushed Yan Ning with his elbow and said with a wicked smile: "Boy, to be honest, did you take the Kunwu sword away?"

Yan Ning's face changed and he felt guilty.

Hu Daoming laughed and said, "If you feel guilty for this, there is no need to! To tell you the truth, Kunwu Sword is not a treasure for Longhu Mountain, but on the contrary, it is a burden on Longhu Mountain for many years!"
Chapter completed!