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Chapter 278 Vomiting blood
Zuihualou.

Zheng Lianhong stood with his hands behind his back in front of the door of the private room on the second floor, looking at the messy room with an expressionless face.

And on the corridor behind him, there were people kneeling on the ground.

One of the kneeling middle-aged men was trembling all over, with beads of sweat the size of beans oozing from his forehead.

I don't even dare to wipe it.

This middle-aged man is the deputy chief of the Wuweimen Criminal Court and the boss behind Zuihualou!

It is normal for high-ranking members of underworld gangs to buy properties and run businesses outside, and Wuweimen is no exception.

The problem is that such a big thing has happened and he, as a deputy hall master, is totally unable to handle it.

Zheng Lianhong suddenly asked in a deep voice: "Haven't you found Master Zhu yet?"

After he personally led his team to Zuihualou, he quickly understood the whole story.

I also know that Zhu Jun was beaten out by the enemy.

His whereabouts are now unknown.

Although Zheng Lianhong was furious, he did not lose his composure.

He immediately sent people to search for Zhu Jun in the nearby area.

Live to see people, die to see corpses!
But as time went by, Zhu Jun, the head of Zhu Hall, seemed to have disappeared from the face of the earth.

No one has come back to report yet.

No matter how cunning Zheng Lianhong was, he could no longer hold back at this point.

What a shame!
An outer hall master, a fourth-rank expert, was abducted on his own territory.

Life and death do not know.

If this matter were to spread out, Wuwei Gate would surely become a laughing stock in Xiaxu!
When he got angry, the people kneeling on the ground around him suddenly found it difficult to breathe. A huge fear enveloped everyone's heart, and they couldn't help but feel a strong sense of despair.

The power of a fifth-level true essence expert is truly terrifying!

But the next moment, Zheng Lianhong's expression changed.

He suddenly flew out of Zuihua Tower, flew through the snow and landed on the long street, looking in the direction of Wuweifang with a sharp gaze.

The Wuwei Sect leader suddenly raised his head and let out a long roar.

The deafening roar broke through the barrier of the night and spread far and wide.

With a special rhythm.

Before the whistle died down, Zheng Lianhong's figure flashed and disappeared from the spot in an instant.

At the same time, Zhang Yuan, carrying the looted spoils, broke through the window that had been installed earlier and flew out of Zhongyi Pavilion.

Before he landed on the ground, he heard a whistling sound coming from not far away.

Zhang Yuan knew very well that Zheng Lianhong already knew that his house had been robbed!

But he had already anticipated this situation.

"Enemy attack!"

At this moment, Wuweifang was in an uproar because of the warning from Zheng Lianhong.

Countless disciples rushed out of the houses they lived in, some of them didn't even have time to put on their coats.

The warriors who were patrolling the area shouted loudly, looking for the enemy with their eyes wide open.

"it's here!"

Zhang Yuan, who landed outside Zhongyi Pavilion, ran head-on into a group of Wuwei sect members who were running hurriedly.

Zhang Yuan smiled coldly and suddenly accelerated and rushed over.

The whole person was like a rhinoceros charging into a flock of sheep, instantly knocking the team into disarray.

Screams, wails, crashes, and sounds of breaking bones rang out one after another.

It's creepy to listen to.

These warriors who are only at the first or second level of strength are no match for Zhang Yuan.

Almost everything will fly away if touched, and you will die if hit!
But Zhang Yuan also delayed for a few breaths.

An old man in gray came rushing over and shouted sternly, "Stay here for me!"

His roar was as loud as thunder, and it actually shook away countless falling snowflakes around him.

With a roar, the fourth-level master punched Zhang Yuan.

As the punch was thrown, the snow on the ground rolled up and formed a strong blizzard, which pressed towards Zhang Yuan with overwhelming force. It was carrying a bit of the power of heaven and earth!

In the blink of an eye, a fist filled with powerful strength slammed in front of Zhang Yuan.

Facing the enemy's interception and surprise attack, Zhang Yuan still maintained his charging momentum, while clenching his fists to strike back at his opponent.

His right arm suddenly swelled, muscles instantly tensed, blood vessels protruded from beneath the membrane, and the skin turned red as blood.

Ninety percent of Hunyuan Tiangang Qi, twelve times the power!
Zhang Yuan's fist broke through the air, as if igniting a blazing flame!
boom!
The two fists collided fiercely.

Click!

The fist of the gray-clothed old man suddenly exploded, and blood mixed with fragments of tendons, bones and muscles splattered everywhere.

The bones of his right arm shattered at the same time!

"what!"

This fourth-level master from Wuwei Sect never dreamed that Zhang Yuan's punching power would be so strong.

Not only did it crush the Qi and strength he had cultivated for decades.

And it also shattered his horizontally trained body!

The next moment, a flash of blood appeared.

The screams stopped abruptly.

The old man in gray who was staggering backwards suddenly had a bloody mark on his neck.

He opened his eyes wide in disbelief, his eyes filled with painful confusion.

Then, as if his spine had been pulled out, he fell to his knees on the ground.

Zhang Yuan, holding the Red Blood Divine Weapon in his left hand, flashed past the opponent.

With the blessing of twelve times agility, he quickly fled in the opposite direction of Zuihualou!
Just a moment later, Zheng Lianhong appeared in front of the old man in gray.

He was horrified and said, "Uncle Master!"

This old man in gray is not only Zheng Lianhong's elder, but also the most senior elder in Wuwei Sect.

If Zheng Lianhong leaves Xiaxu, the other party will temporarily take over the position of the sect leader.

It can be said that he is the person he trusts the most.

As soon as Zheng Lianhong finished speaking, the head of the old man in gray suddenly rolled down.

The broken neck is unusually smooth!
This horrifying scene made Zheng Lianhong's eyes turn red instantly.

He looked up suddenly and saw the broken window above the Loyalty Pavilion.

That's his study!

This fifth-rank warrior couldn't help but let out an earth-shattering roar: "If I don't kill you, I will not be a human being!"

He leaped high into the air and reached the top of the Loyalty Pavilion.

With overwhelming anger and endless hatred, he looked down at Wuweifang from a high position.

Try to find traces of the enemy.

However, the ruined city was shrouded in darkness, as deep as an abyss, and the cold wind, carrying snowflakes, swept across the earth.

Where can we see the murderer?

Although Zheng Lianhong is a fifth-level warrior, he does not have the ability to know everything. Faced with such a situation, he can only sigh helplessly.

He was anxious and angry, with no place to vent his anger, and the true energy in his body even showed signs of disorder.

The leader of the Wuwei Sect suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood.

The bright red blood drops splashed on the snow, looking extremely shocking!

But after spitting out the blood, Zheng Lianhong's mind instantly calmed down a lot.

He immediately sneaked back to his study through the broken window.

The scene before him left this fifth-level warrior dumbfounded. He could hardly believe his eyes.

All the furniture in the room was cut open, including the bookshelves on both sides.

Not only were the secret compartments in the walls looted, but the secret compartments under the floor were also empty.

Although such a situation had been anticipated.

But Zheng Lianhong spat out another mouthful of blood!

(End of this chapter)