Chapter 3269

"What are you? With your intelligence, I can't help teasing you. I can't see how you became the patriarch with your IQ? " The old monkey squatted on the wall and looked at Zuo Hongan with the same look as an idiot.

"Zhen Fengliu, I'll fight with you!" Zuo Hongan knew that he had been fooled. He could no longer control his anger and flew to Zhen Fengliu.

"In those days, my master of yelangzong was famous all over the world. Even Shengjun didn't dare to fight with him. With your skill, you are not qualified to fight with me." Zhen Fengliu said as he jumped off the wall and fled to the distance.

Don't look at his mouth so disdain, escape action is not slow at all, wait for left Hong An to jump on the wall, that monkey like figure didn't know where to jump for a long time.

"Zhen Fengliu, I'm going to kill you, I'm going to kill you, poof..." Zuo Hongan roared up to the sky, puffing out a mouthful of blood.

"Lord, Lord, how are you? Are you ok?" As soon as the Lord flew unsteadily down the wall, a group of duanyuezong disciples surrounded him in panic.

Elder he hasn't been seriously injured. Hong Yuan'an is still investigating the cause of death of LV Xiuwen and others. Now only Zuo Hong'an is left. What should they do if he has another good or bad case.

"What can I do for you? Are you blind? Have a good look. What can I do for you? Poof... "Zuo Hongan had no place to vent his anger. As soon as the curse fell, another mouthful of old blood came out.

It's all like this. Is it really OK? Seeing the blood spot on the Lord's chest, all the disciples felt sad and worried.

"They all stay in the main hall, and I'm not going anywhere. I'll wait here. If he dares to come again, I'll break him to pieces, and let him die without a burial place!" Back in the main hall, Zuo Hongan no longer cares about the appearance of the patriarch. He sits down on the spot and says angrily.

One of the disciples moved his mouth and wanted to remind the Lord. You have already said this once, but you have to bear his murderous eyes.

The left leader was already exhausted. He had just burned the power of Shengyuan to improve his strength. He was injured a lot. As soon as he sat down, he felt that boundless tiredness was surging up, and his brain became confused.

"Lord, why don't you go to sleep first? We'll just wait here." The disciple saw that the master was not in good spirits and said anxiously.

"Sleep? Do you think I can still sleep? " He didn't open his mouth. As soon as he opened his mouth, Zuo Hongan was even more unnamed and angry. He immediately covered his face with a curse.

This is extremely tired, but also one after another in the wake of half a dream, then who can understand the pain and depression? He was really suffocating.

"I'll wait here and see what he can do!" But after venting, his spirit was much better. Yuan stared at the door.

The night wind blows, bringing a little cold. The disciples sit around, and soon they feel sleepy. They doze off one after another, but Zuo Hongan still stares at the door.

I don't know when, his face has become a pale, the whole person seems to be hundreds of years old, but the blood in his eyes is more and more thick, showing a morbid excitement.

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"One sword, cut the flood!" Qingqiu peak, outside the ancient courtyard, Gu Fenghua flies into the air and cuts it out with a long sword.