Tai Chi Sect

"Uncle Master, what should we do?"

"Nothing to do!"

"Ah? We just watch the people in Poison King Valley being killed and we don't do anything?"

The man wearing a navy blue robe glanced sideways at the young nephew: "You're welcome?"

"I don't dare. That's a powerful ringtone for transcending tribulations. I probably won't be able to hold on for a second if I go up there."

"That's fine, if you don't dare to go up, why don't you let me, my uncle, go and die?"

"Besides, I think those turtle boys in Poison King Valley have been unhappy for a long time. It would be great to teach them a lesson if they meet a ruthless person this time!"

"oh oh……"

Daozhenzong

"Can't get on?"

“Just wait and see what happens!”

Scenes like this were happening everywhere outside the city gate. Except for a few sects who had a deep hatred for Feng Qingyu, most of them were just watching a show.

For them, the best outcome is for both parties to lose, otherwise any party that gains power will become their potential enemy.

Just when all eyes were focused on one place, Situ Chen's palm was about to fall.

The wind and cloud suddenly changed, and a ray of sunlight bloomed in the distance, and the sky suddenly turned into a pitch-black appearance, as if the sky had become dead silence, with no grass growing anywhere it passed.

The disciples in the Poison King Valley were looking gloomy and without any hope. When they saw this scene, their eyes suddenly lit up. The oldest one swallowed a mouthful of saliva when he saw the change in the sky.

"This is...the Valley Master?"

"The Valley Master is here?"

A disciple looked at Situ Chen fiercely, swept away the previous decline, and shouted loudly as if he was sure that Situ Chen would not dare to take action.

"Hahaha, I didn't expect it. Our Valley Master is really here. Let me go quickly, otherwise our Valley Master will make you worse...ah!"

Before he could say the word "death", Situ Chen glanced at him. The disciple's body trembled as if struck by lightning, then his face turned pale, and his body arched like a lobster.

Situ Chen slowly moved his gaze to that corner of the sky. There was indeed a figure among the billowing black clouds. After a while, the black mist gradually dissipated, finally revealing a figure wearing black clothes and a mask on his face.

The figure floated down at the door of the city wall, his aura not concealed at all. The aura of a strong man in the Tribulation Realm and Situ Chen's domain were on par with each other, each standing on one side.

The masked man lightly glanced at the people controlled by Situ Chen's tentacles. There was no trace of anger on his face. He just paused for a moment on the middle-aged man held by Situ Chen's hand.

He looked at Situ Chen and said softly.

"You are the mysterious Tribulation Realm expert in Osumi Imperial City? Can you tell me your name?"

He has an elegant demeanor and has nothing in common with the other disciples of Du Wang Valley, but on the contrary, he appears to be very decent.

Situ Chen smiled softly, glanced at Sun Xiu at his feet, and asked.

"Can you cure his poison?"

The Poison King Valley Master took a look and shook his head: "The heart has been eroded, and there is nothing I can do!"

Situ Chen's heart sank. Thinking of the promise he made with Feng Qingyu before, he felt impatient.

"Hahaha...what a helpless person!"

Situ Chen exerted force with his claws, and the spine of the middle-aged man in his hands shattered, and then Situ Chen let go.

The middle-aged man was already taking in less air and outgoing more air. He was lying on the ground as if he was limp and powerless. Only the breathing between his mouth and nose proved that he was still alive.

"If there is nothing you can do, why are you here?"

Poison King Valley Master thought that he had appeared, so Situ Chen did not dare to take action again. Unexpectedly, the other party did not have the slightest scruple and actually struck directly in front of him.


Chapter completed!