"That's good! My father took action personally, neatly and without leaving any traces. Even Shao Zhengjun and the officials will not be able to hold us accountable." Hao Chunlei nodded in agreement.

"I originally planned to do this, but Wu Zong suffered heavy losses and needed to inspire people. In addition, I announced a head-on battle, so I led the team to the battle. Unexpectedly, I was so angry that I was put on by that bastard Xia Yu." Hao Yingming cursed disgusted.

"Don't be angry, in short, that bastard Xia Yu will definitely die, it's just a difference between a few days earlier and a few days earlier." Hao Chunlei quickly comforted.

In a small wood in the suburbs, the Hua brothers looked at the Wuzong convoy that was leaving with a sad look on their faces.

"Second brother, the sect actually asked us to stay and see Xia Yu's movements. Isn't this going to kill us?"

Hua Yingxiong looked at Hua Yingjie with a sad face: "Now the entire Longjiang City is under the control of Xia Yu, and we will be discovered as soon as we enter the city!"

"Then don't go in." Hua Yingjie narrowed his eyes and sneered: "The only person Wuzong fears is Shao Zhengjun. We just need to ambush the way to Longjiang City to the South China base and monitor when Shao Zhengjun will leave Longjiang City."

"Yes, yes! As long as Shao Zhengjun leaves Longjiang City, we will go back and notify the sect leader, and then ask them to send masters to secretly kill Xia Yu." Hua Yingxiong nodded repeatedly.

"What a pity! I thought I could witness Xia Yu being tortured head-on, but now I can only wait for him to be assassinated by the sect masters. It's really unpleasant."

Hua Yingjie sighed depressedly, simply killing Xia Yu was no longer enough to calm his anger and hatred.

"It's okay! As long as Xia Yu dies, we will go back and capture his women, and torture and torture them to the fullest, so that we can relieve our hatred." Hua Yingxiong clenched his fists with gritted teeth.

"That's it." Hua Yingjie nodded and then rushed to the distance quickly.

At around four o'clock in the morning, the Wuzong's convoy arrived at the foot of the sect, and a group of people got off the car and walked up the mountain.

Generally, the locations of the Martial Arts Sect are places that vehicles cannot reach. On the one hand, it is safe, and on the other hand, it is able to train the physical fitness of the disciples by going up and down the mountain.

Shao Yingming and Hao Chunlei walked in front, and a group of martial artists followed behind dejectedly, struggling all night, but none of the enemies were able to kill them, and their morale suffered a severe blow.

Hao Chunlei also knew that his morale was low now, but he had no choice but to return to the sect first and then find a way to boost morale.

After half an hour of climbing, the Wuzong finally arrived at the gate of the sect.

"Hey! It seems something is wrong?" Hao Yingming suddenly stopped, squinted his eyes, and looked around in confusion.

"So quiet! It is logical that the disciples of the sect know that we are going to fight and it is impossible for us to sleep so peacefully, and... why are the guards missing?" Hao Chunlei also realized that the situation was wrong and his face became serious.

"Sect Master, look, our stone tablet has been replaced." Someone pointed to a stone tablet in front of the gate and shouted in horror.

Originally, there was a stone tablet with "long-lasting martial soul" standing in front of the gate of the Wuzong Sect, but now it seems to be much shorter, and it is no longer the oval stone that was before.

"What the hell is it!" Hao Yingming and Hao Chunlei immediately rushed towards the stone tablet, and with the help of the morning light, they could see the situation clearly, and they were almost angry to death.

"Bastard! Who brought my brother's tombstone here?" Hao Yingming stared at his eyes and roared angrily.

The people of Wuzong were also very angry. At this time, the stone tablet that had originally "long-lasting martial soul" was actually replaced by Hao Yingjun's tombstone.

"Hahaha, you are back!" At this moment, a hearty laughter suddenly rang out.

"Who?" Everyone looked at the sound and saw a figure standing on the steps of the square in front of the hall.

"I haven't seen each other for hours, will I not know me so soon?"

The lights were on, Xia Yu sat on a chair, looking at the Wuzong people outside the gate with a smile: "I agreed to duel with you, why did you run away first?"

"Bastard, you are a coward, a coward who is afraid to fight, and you dare to deduct crazy words." Seeing Xia Yu appear, Hao Chunlei was frightened and trembled all over.

"It was not convenient to do something in the city before. Am I here?" Xia Yu smiled indifferently and shook the things in her hand. It seemed that I had won this battle.

"Little bastard, you actually came here."

Hao Yingming's eyes suddenly had murderous intent, and he directly supported the shield of Qi and rushed towards Xia Yu like lightning: "There is a way in heaven, you don't go, and there is no way to hell. You break in. This time I see who can save you."

"Idiot! I've announced a head-on confrontation with you, how can I be afraid of you?"

Xia Yu smiled coldly, got up and threw a ball of black stuff at Hao Yingming, then turned around and ran away.

"Hidden weapon?" Hao Yingming curled his lips disdainfully, raised his left hand that condensed the energy and grabbed the black thing, and the result...

"Second brother! Ahhhh! I'm going to kill you." Seeing what was in his hand, Hao Yingming wailed. It turned out to be a human head, and it was the human head of Hao Yingjun who had just been buried.

According to time, today is Hao Yingjun's first seventh day, but his head is dug out, which is a great shame!

"The Seven-Star Martial Artist is amazing. If you have the ability, come and kill me!" Xia Yu ran and provoked.

"I won't be a human being if I don't kill you today." Hao Yingming roared, increasing his speed to the extreme, and chasing Xia Yu quickly.

"Father, be careful of being trapped!" Seeing this posture, Hao Chunlei shouted anxiously, got up and wanted to chase after him to check the situation. As soon as he used his skills, he felt a sharp pain all over his body and fell directly to the ground.

"Ahhh, it hurts so much!" At the same time, other martial artists from the Wuzong also screamed and fell to the ground to cry and howl.

"What's going on?" Hao Chunlei looked at everyone in panic and quickly used his skills, "Are you poisoned? Everyone, hurry up and use your skills to force the poison."

Hao Chunlei took the lead in meditating cross-legged, using his skills to force the poison, and couldn't figure out why he was poisoned, and so many people were poisoned at the same time.

"Hahaha! The only one is here, Wu Zong is a mess, so he will die."

At this moment, a cheerful laugh suddenly sounded, and then there were figures of martial artists rushing out from all directions, surrounding Hao Chunlei and others.

"Is the only one in Wuzong?" Hao Chunlei exclaimed in disbelief.

"Zengzhu Hao, you didn't expect us to meet in this way, did you?" Ding Poli looked at Hao Chunlei with a smile: "You are really short-sighted and only make the duel a duel in Longjiang City. However, our young sect leader has already made arrangements since the announcement of the duel."
Chapter completed!