One Thousand Four Hundred and Nine: Really...is it a coincidence?
Furthermore, even if you were lucky enough to get out, it would still cost a lot of money. Those people from the Demon Sect could easily kill them while they were waiting for work at the foot of the mountain.
This plan is a desperate plan and extremely vicious.
"If I were to do it, I'd probably be a little more ruthless."
Yan Wan cleaned up, walked slowly to the window, and muttered: "For example, taking advantage of the night wind to spread some poisonous mist, this can further weaken the strength of the masters of each faction."
Speaking of which, fortunately, the role assigned to him by the system had an extraordinary background and he was not forcibly placed in the Demon Cult.
Otherwise, with Yan Wan's methods, all the righteous people in the martial arts world would probably be killed by him. It's not that he is smart or resourceful... but that he is ruthless and has no bottom line.
Yan Wan squeezed Chi Xiao in his hand and pouted: "However, with just two or three cats and kittens like your Demon Cult, even if we occupy the right time and place, the chances of winning are not great."
The Demonic Sect is now in ruins, and there is no other way.
They knew clearly that after this incident, the entire martial arts world would retaliate, but they had no other choice. If they wait until these sects discuss how to deal with the demon sect, their life will be even more difficult.
boom!
A disciple of the Wuyue Sect burst open the door and rushed in, saying anxiously: "The Demon Sect is attacking the mountain. Master, please come over to me quickly and go to the back mountain to avoid trouble."
"Okay." Yan smiled wildly, picked up the package, and left with him without stopping at all.
On the way, the disciple thought of the scene just now and couldn't help but curiously asked: "Young master seems to have expected it. Did you already know about the demon sect's move?"
“I don’t know, but it’s better to be prepared.”
Yan Wan replied softly, and then changed the subject: "By the way, did that person ever interrogate anything useful before, such as his identity?"
"That man committed suicide." He smiled bitterly, shook his head and said, "He died by severing his heart, and we didn't even react."
When Yan Wang heard this, he was stunned for a moment, and then he had an idea in his mind.
The actor probably gave up the script and left the world, but the character himself decisively chose to commit suicide after realizing that the plan failed and there was no hope of survival.
"The back mountain is a refuge from disaster. Isn't that a forbidden area for your Five Sacred Sect?"
Yan Huan said that if he remembered correctly, the forbidden area in the back mountain of the Wuyue Sect had always been a place for an old man to practice cultivation, and non-ordinary people were not allowed to enter.
The other party smiled bitterly and said: "At this time, naturally the overall situation is the most important thing. If there are too many casualties among our colleagues in the Five Mountains, then... haha."
“What’s in the back mountain?”
"A cliff."
"You are planning to make us jump off a cliff"
"There is a rattan rope ladder. As long as you have internal strength and overcome fear, it is not difficult to go down."
"Then how come up?"
"Let's avoid this fire first..."
The fire burned for several days and was extinguished unwillingly under the cover of a heavy rain.
With great momentum, the demon sect that invaded the Wuyue Sect was destroyed all the way. They arrived at the mountainside with overwhelming momentum. Behind the main hall of the Wuyue Sect, they found that the place had long been deserted.
Not to mention humans, not even a bird feather was left.
Tang Qingfeng asked with a gloomy face and gritted teeth: "Where have they gone?"
Liu Zifeng sneaked out and pointed in a certain direction: "Back mountain, forbidden area, there is a cliff there, they are taking shelter below."
"What a thief." The saint's pretty face turned dark. After cursing, she swung her long legs and ran towards the back mountain quickly.
"It's a pity it's my mother." Liu Zifeng looked at her graceful back and sighed for the nth time.
Tang Qingfeng raised his chin to Liu Zifeng and said sinisterly: "Lead the way. Since they want to hide under the cliff, let it become their tomb."
The group of people, led by Liu Zifeng, quickly arrived at the edge of the cliff.
The saint had been waiting here for a long time. When she saw them, she sneered and said, "If you throw a stone from here, you can hit several people. These guys are all down there."
Tang Qingfeng looked down and said solemnly: "Find rocks and bury them."
Boom...
As soon as he finished speaking, a loud noise suddenly exploded behind him, accompanied by a piercing scream. A dozen unlucky demon sect members, like helpless kites, drew an arc and fell into the sky with shrill and long screams. cliff.
Tang Qingfeng and others turned around in shock and were about to say: "What..."
Click!
The next moment, a sword shadow with a forest-white aura suddenly burst out, carving out a path paved with flesh and blood in the crowd, slashing straight into his head.
"Ambush!"
At the same moment, a terrible thought arose in the hearts of Tang Qingfeng, Saintess and others.
"What's going on?" Liu Zifeng hid in the crowd, avoiding the attack in a panic, his mind in chaos.
He remembered correctly, that night it was the disciples of the Five Sacred Sect who notified them to go to the cliff of the back mountain to avoid disaster. At that time, I made an excuse to go back to get something, arrived later, and then found a well to hide.
Did Li Wanrou betray him?
It’s messy, it’s too messy. His head was full of mush, and the complicated thoughts were like bombs, exploding one after another, interfering with his thoughts.
Suddenly, a surprised and angry cry came from my ears: "I have seen him. It turns out that he is a spy who sneaked into our group. I remember that there was a female companion who was traveling with him."
Liu Zifeng widened his eyes in confusion and looked around: "What the hell?"
Not far away, a woman rushed towards him with a sword, her eyes full of anger: "It's you, you should die."
Li Wanrou did not betray!
Liu Zifeng got the answer from this sentence, but then a bigger question appeared: Who discovered him?
puff……
This time, he wasn't waiting for an answer.
It was like the dull sound of cutting a watermelon, and then he saw a headless corpse. He froze on the spot and stumbled to the ground.
"That body looks very familiar..." Such a ridiculous thought suddenly flashed through Liu Zifeng's dying consciousness.
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Liu Zifeng never expected that a knife would suddenly fly from behind.
In the distance, Li Wanrou, who was tied into a rice dumpling and whose Dantian was destroyed, looked at the corpse in disbelief. Her mind went blank. She only had one thought over and over again: "...just, just...dead."
The reason why she didn't leave was because of this. Liu Zifeng said that he still had a trump card. The one he could keep at the end and keep it secret without revealing it was definitely something powerful and something that could make a comeback.
However... he was actually beheaded by the sword that broke and flew out during the battle between the masters.
The owner of the sword is Wujie from the Demon Sect. He was struck in the chest by an enemy's palm. He was about to fight back with a knife, but was slapped on the wrist by the opponent. The sword flew out of his hand, which led to Liu Zifeng's death.
coincide!
What a coincidence.
Li Wanrou's face was ashen, and her eyes flashed with despair: "It's over, it's all over..."