Transcending Tribulation Immortal Venerable

Chapter 605 Innocent
The crow on Feng Changyu's shoulder croaked, as if something ominous was about to happen.

Listening to the crow's voice, he frowned, impatiently, and shouted sharply, "Shut up."

Crow, who was about to lose all his hair, immediately shut up when he heard Feng Changyu's words, and stood quietly on Feng Changyu's shoulder.

Seeing that the surroundings finally became quiet, Feng Changyu got up slowly and headed towards the secret border.

Out of secrecy.

The elders and disciples of the Ancient Martial Arts School are all standing here.

With excited smiles on their faces, they were ready to set off at any time to capture the traitors and take back the life potion.

Looking at the smiles on everyone's faces, Feng Changyu's expression became increasingly ugly.

He wanted to let this group of people escape from this place, and this group of people can still laugh at this time?

"Leave this place and go to Monan." Feng Changyu said in a cold tone.

Listening to Feng Changyu's words, the elders and disciples guessed in their hearts that the traitors might have fled to Monan.

After all, the crow on Feng Changyu's shoulder seemed to be about to lose all its fur, as if it was going to die.

In fact, it is equivalent to Feng Changyu's third eye, which can see many things.

Not long after, the disciples of the Ancient Martial Arts School, led by Feng Changyu, walked towards Monan without stopping.

When night fell, Feng Changyu still had no intention of stopping, so the elders and disciples of the ancient martial arts sect continued to move forward.

The elders of the ancient martial arts sect could bear it, but the disciples felt a little tired.

An elder came to Feng Changyu and said respectfully, "Master, these disciples are a bit tired, why don't we take a break?"

"Stop?" Listening to the elder's words, Feng Changyu said with an ugly expression: "Whoever dares to say this sentence again will be killed without mercy."

Listening to Feng Changyu's words, the elder's body trembled, and he said in a trembling voice: "Understood, I dare not propose again."

Listening to Feng Changyu's words, the disciples were all upset, but they didn't dare to say anything more.

After all, Feng Changyu is the head teacher, and his strength is in the realm of gods. If he dares to talk about anything, Feng Changyu will hear him in an instant, and the end will be miserable.

At this time, Feng Changyu suddenly felt uneasy in his heart, as if a huge danger was about to come.

He looked at the crow with few feathers on his shoulder, and frowned, "Go and see what's going on around you."

After hearing Feng Changyu's words, the crow flapped its wings and flew into the air.

In the past tens of seconds, all the feathers on the crow's body fell off, and black blood flowed from its body. It screamed and landed on Feng Changyu's shoulder, informing Feng Changyu of what happened outside.

After listening to the crow's words, Feng Changyu said in a cold tone: "Don't you want to rest, I allow you to take a good rest."

The elders and disciples of the ancient martial arts sect listened to Feng Changyu's words with strange expressions. They didn't know why Feng Changyu suddenly changed his tone.

Being weird, the elders and disciples didn't dare to say anything, they stopped in this woodland to rest according to Feng Changyu's words.

Seeing that the elders and disciples of the Ancient Martial Arts School were all resting in this area, Feng Changyu heaved a long sigh of relief, and disappeared in this area in a flash.

The elders and disciples of the Ancient Martial Arts School, seeing their head teacher suddenly disappear, were full of doubts, not knowing what Feng Changyu was going to do.

Only a few seconds passed.

A cold and stern voice, like rolling thunder, came from the void, "You guys keep running."

Immediately afterwards, I saw a young man appearing here with his feet on the void.

The elders and disciples of the Ancient Martial Arts School looked at this young man who was stepping on the void, and did not recognize him for a while.

Although he didn't recognize the other party's identity, he could still sense the powerful aura emanating from the other party's body.

"You have admitted the wrong person." An elder said in a very respectful tone.

In the face of people who are much stronger than themselves, the people of the ancient martial arts school have always used honorific words to let the other party know that they have no malicious intentions.

As for the weak, who dared to provoke the ancient martial arts sect, they would naturally be cut to death.

Zheng Fan listened to the words of the elders of the ancient martial arts sect, and said coldly: "Aren't you the ancient martial arts sect?"

Hearing Zheng Fan's icy words, the elders of the Ancient Martial School felt displeased with Zheng Fan's attitude, but they still responded in a low voice: "We are indeed the Ancient Martial School."

"Then how could I admit the wrong person." Zheng Fan's tone was still cold. In his eyes, these members of the ancient martial arts faction were already a group of dead people.

The elders and disciples of the ancient martial arts sect were stunned for a moment when they heard Zheng Fan's words.

They wondered, has the Ancient Martial Arts offended such a powerful person?
After being puzzled for a moment, an elder of the Guwu Sect remembered Zheng Fan's identity.

His face was stiff, as if he had seen a ghost, his body was shaking violently, and he said in a trembling voice: "Aren't you in Yunzhou? Why didn't Lingxumen kill you?"

Listening to the words of the elder of the ancient martial arts sect, everyone reacted even if they were stupid, knowing the identity of the young man in front of him.

Zheng Fan listened to the words of the elders of the ancient martial arts sect, and said coldly: "Then you go to hell and ask the people of Lingxumen why they didn't kill me."

The elders and disciples of the ancient martial arts sect didn't realize it until now.

The fact that I all left the secret realm of the ancient martial arts this time was not because the traitor had obtained Xu Wanqing's life potion formula.

It was because the head teacher learned that they were killed by Zheng Fan, so he fled with his faction.

As for the Lingxu Gate, they must have been killed by Zheng Fan.

Otherwise, it would be impossible to let Zheng Fan come back.

Everyone in the Ancient Martial Arts School thought of this, their legs went limp, they knelt down on the ground, and said softly: "Mr. Zheng, we were wrong, we were really wrong."

"Your lord has a lot, please spare our lives."

"The headmaster asked us to do this." An elder said, wanting Zheng Fan to chase and kill Feng Changyu.

"And they were the ones who went to arrest Miss Xu. We have been in the secret realm all along. We are innocent."

Zheng Fan heard the begging for mercy from the disciples of the ancient martial arts school, and said in a cold tone: "Are you innocent? Do you think I'm a fool?"

Although the five dead disciples of the ancient martial arts school did not participate, they were also discussing how to distribute the life potion after Xu Wanqing was captured.

This group of people thought that the group of people had obtained the formula for the life potion, and they all had smiles on their faces.

These pictures could not escape Zheng Fan's perception of spiritual power.

It's ridiculous to say that he is innocent now.

"Innocent or not, go ask Hades." Zheng Fan's tone was cold, and a small sword blade appeared in his palm.

The moment the blade appeared, there was a buzzing sound.

The elders and disciples of the Ancient Martial Arts School listened to Zheng Fan's words and wanted to resist, or launch an offensive against Zheng Fan before dying.

However, Zheng Fan's aura was too strong, they didn't have this ability at all, and instinctively knelt down on the ground.

puff.

puff.

puff.

In the blink of an eye, the tiny blade in Zheng Fan's palm, like harvesting rice, killed the elders and disciples of the ancient martial arts sect at an extremely fast speed.

After dealing with this group of people, Zheng Fan looked at the direction Feng Changyu was fleeing from, with a sneer on the corner of his mouth, "Do you think you can escape?"

(End of this chapter)