Senior Brother, Stop It, You Are A Villain!

Night Battle In The Alley (4)

The Ziqing Sacred Land disciples looked at Wuling City’s special operations team, feeling like they were in a dream.

As the disciples of a super-first-class sect, they are quite knowledgeable.

But this is the first time they have seen such an iron-blooded team.

They are obviously not high in realm, but why can they kill so many people without changing their faces?

A disciple of Ziqing Sacred Land couldn’t help but murmur in a low voice, “It’s great that such a group is a friend rather than an enemy.”

Hearing his words, the surrounding disciples also nodded subconsciously, deeply agreeing.

Against such a group, they really won’t know how they even died.

It only took half a stick of incense for the Wuling City Special Operations Team to eliminate a troop of nearly two thousand menacing cultivators.

This made the Ziqing Sacred Land disciples, who had suffered from the upheaval in the sect and the tragic death of their fellow disciples, suddenly have new hope in their hearts.

With such powerful allies, why worry about not beng able to take back the Sacred Land?

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That night, the battle that took place in the alley alarmed the city lord of Hanyang City.

The city lord of Hanyang City immediately brought people to investigate the situation and found that as far as he could see, there were ruins and blood everywhere.

The city lord of Hanyang City and his guards had also previously seen the scene of battles between groups of cultivators, but they had never seen such a bloody and terrifying scene.

Their scalps were numb and they were sweating profusely. The city lord of Hanyang City swallowed subconsciously, and after taking a few deep breaths, he turned his head and asked in a slightly trembling voice, “Old Song, what do you think about this?”

Behind him, a middle-aged man wearing a scribe hat said with a bitter face, “My lord, this subordinate believes that this should be a battle between sect cultivators. Judging from the clothes on the deceased, they should be from the Chongyang Sword Sect and the Xuanlei Sect. It’s just that these two sects have always had a good relationship so I really don’t understand why this battle happened.”

Since there were no corpses wearing other sect clothes at the scene, many people subconsciously thought that this was a battle between the Chongyang Sword Sect and the Xuanlei Sect.

Although the scene was a bit bloody and weird, it was indeed the greatest possibility.

Of course, there was another possibility, but they all felt that possibility was too low.

Who can kill so many people at the same time without losing anything? If it was a Taiqing realm expert or a Transcend Tribulation realm powerhouse, it shouldn’t be like this!

After discussing with the middle-aged scribe, the city lord of Hanyang City decided that no matter who did the attack, he should report the matter to the Tiangang Sword Sect first.

After making a decision, they took people away. Just before leaving, the city lord of Hanyang City subconsciously glanced at the only intact mansion on the scene, eyes revealing awe.

Then he left in a hurry, with an eager look on his face, as if he was afraid of being entangled by some ghost.

A few days later, the battle that took place in the alley was not only known to the Tiangang Sword Sect, but also to the Chongyang Sword Sect, the Xuanlei Sect, and the Ziqing Sacred Land. However, after hearing the news, the reactions of various forces were different.

The Tiangang Sword Sect immediately dispatched Yan Haoran, the peak master of Yuheng Peak, and led a group of disciples to the alley to successfully contact Ziqing Sacred Land.

It was also at this time that the Tiangang Sword Sect finally knew that the mysterious black-clothed men who caused three consecutive “bloody incidents” were actually a special operations team from Wuling City.

For a moment, Wuling City’s status in the hearts of the Tiangang Sword Sect jumped to the same level as other super-level forces.

However, the Chongyang Sword Sect and the Xuanlei Sect chose to remain silent after learning about this matter.

They did not express any opinions or statements to the outside world, nor did they intend to condemn a certain force.

If the disciples of the Chongyang Sword Sect and the Xuanlei Sect who were outside were not recalled to the mountain one after another, outsiders might think that nothing happened.

When the news reached Chu Qing’s ears, Chu Qing laughed wildly, and cursed at the same time, “Yang Hao! Gong Shenglong! Who told you to abandon me?! You asked for everything that happened to you! You deserve it! You really deserve it! Hahahahaha! Too few people died, they should die more!”

After venting a lot, Chu Qing recovered from the maniacal laughter. He supported the table panting, his face involuntarily showing a hideous look.

No one knew that the reason why he laughed so wildly was not only because he felt happy for Yang Hao and Gong Shenglong, but also because he was afraid.

Yes, he was scared, very scared.

He was afraid that these murderous devils would sneak into Ziqing Mountain one day and kill him, the self-proclaimed Holy Lord, directly.

He now has his own influence and his own confidantes.

When he had nothing, his heart was higher than the sky, and he was more courageous than anyone else.

But after having all that he wished for, he began to cherish his own life greatly, and he was extremely afraid of losing it all.

However, he didn’t want to admit his own fear, even in his own heart, so he could only use wild laughter to cover up the fear in his heart.

But after the wild laughter, the fear still lingers like a tarsal maggot.

No! He can’t sit still! He is the real son of destiny, sooner or later, the whole world will be his! He wants to fight back! He wants those people to know who the chosen one protected by Heavenly Dao is!

Thinking of this, he shouted loudly, “Someone come! Someone come quickly!”

A moment later, a disciple hurried in and asked, “What orders does the Holy Lord have?”

Chu Qing narrowed his eyes slightly, and said word by word, “Send someone to Jiuyou Sacred Land to meet that guy Xin Ruxiong! Tell him, I agree to his conditions!”

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