Prodigiously Amazing Weaponsmith

1827 The Invincible Peerless Powerhouse (9)

To be honest, the strongest thought in all of them was to rush out and run away, out of the sphere of influence of Mu Chengying, the most terrifying peerless devil.

However, it happened that everyone's legs did not listen.

Under extreme fear, let alone run away, it is impossible to even straighten your knees. Your legs are weak and unconscious. There is no second option except to kneel for mercy.

"Bang! Bang! Bang! ..."

There was a bang again and again, swirling above and above the empty front hall. The sound was stuffy, like an irregular drum beat on the heart of a person.

It didn't take long for blood to appear on the bluestone paved floor, and more and more blood stains gradually spread, flowing back and forth on the slate.

Many people's faces are already so **** that they can't even open their eyes, but they don't dare to stop, they can only keep hoeing, hoping that the one behind the door of the apse will be superb The strong will be able to get away and leave them alive.

However, there was no sound after the gate.

The elders did not dare to be slack, and still struggling to scratch their heads, it seemed that they could not feel fatigue and pain at all.

This scene, in the eyes of Cang Pojun and Huang Yan, was also extremely shocked.

The two looked at each other, and they were a little confused about the situation ... The person behind the temple door was obviously Li Moying, and no one except him could do this.

But how did he do it?

It has been a long time, until the bluestone slabs in the front hall were almost all stained with blood, and then there was a deep and cold voice behind the hall door.

"Who gave you the courage to come to trouble with Cangxuan Jianzong? This seat did not show up at this time. Is the Emperor Lingcheng ... going to reverse?"

The same indifferent tone as in the memory, with strong coercion, like a sharp blade, penetrated into each person's consciousness alive.

Although this voice is so different from sixteen years ago, everyone has no doubts about it. What remains in their hearts at this time is fear!

"Master Mu, Rao ... Rao Ming ..."

"Tian Mo Men dare not offend you, we are all ... all blinded by others ..."

"Begging the Sovereign Mu to raise your hand, after our Seven Star Hall, we must only look forward to the head of the Cang Xuanjian Zong! What the Sovereign Mu wants us to do, we will do it!"

"Mr. Mu's Ming Jian, we were all harmed by the insidious villain Leng Weiming! He came to us for us."

I do not know who had a clever move and threw the pot onto Leng Weiming's body.

Everyone else immediately responded and said, "Yes, that's right! It was Leng Weiming who fabricated the facts and lied to us Cang Xuan Jianzong!"

"This kind of scheming villain should really be insane!"

Leng Weiming almost fainted in horror! The elders of these major holy places are so shameless. In order to save their lives, he was regarded as a scapegoat at the critical moment and dumped!

"Master Mu, I ..." He looked up eagerly, trying to explain.

But would others give him this opportunity to justify? At the moment he spoke, several elders shot at the same time, and a few unparalleled mysterious powers penetrated his chest together.

Leng Weiming fell to the ground on the spot, vomiting blood, and could not die anymore.

(End of this chapter)