C114 Who is the fisherman?

After a moment of silence, Daoist Priest Fu Feng suddenly said, "Alright, everyone, stop trying to recover your mana."

This old man has already known the extent of your injuries. When I was defending earlier, I only used seventy percent of the power of my Tian Luo Umbrella. This old man will send everyone on their way, and everyone can accompany you on the road. "

"Daoist Master Windraiser waved his hand, preparing to cast a spell to kill everyone." "Hold on." A low roar interrupted Daoist Fu Feng's technique, and it was Zong Ren again. "One last question, aren't you afraid that our Thunder Sword Sect will take revenge on you?"

"Humph!" Daoist Fu Feng snorted in disdain, "Snowy Mountain Monastery and the Thunder Sword Sect are not very close. How could the Thunder Sword Sect criticize you two unskilled Qi Condensation disciples?

Furthermore, as long as I kill everyone here and then destroy their corpses to eliminate all traces of their existence, then no one will ever know that I was the one who did it. "Haha … Ah!"

Just as Daoist Priest Windraiser was laughing complacently, a sword shadow suddenly flashed in the snow, swiftly piercing through Daoist Windraiser's chest without any warning. Subsequently, a bloody sword sprayed out from Daoist Windraiser's chest, dyeing the snow blood-red.

As he looked at his chest in disbelief, Daoist Master Windraiser suddenly let out an "Ah!" before looking at the owner of the flying sword in a daze.

Fang Yunlong who had been watching the show shook his head. People die for money, birds die for food, this famous saying was passed down throughout the ages, why was there still someone who did not remember it well?

Zong Ren laughed out loud and said, "Dao leader, you are right. In the Immortal Cultivation World, the strong preys on the weak. After that, he stood up as if he wasn't hurt at all.

Leng Bing also slowly stood up, playing with the flying sword in her hand, which still had traces of blood on it.

Luo Yan and Lan Fu seemed to be shocked by the scene in front of them. They saw that their group was about to be killed by Daoist Master Fu Feng, and in just an instant, the situation had taken a turn for the worse. The Windraiser Long had his chest pierced by a sword and fell to the ground.

Cold ice that had never been spoken before appeared along the way. At this critical moment, Daoist Master Feng was stabbed to death. It seemed that they had finally escaped from death. Joy appeared on their faces.

Fang Yunlong wasn't as optimistic as Luo Yan and Lan Fu, instead, he was even more worried. A dog that can bite is not barking, Zong Ren had a straightforward appearance, but he had such a deep scheming mind, he was probably not a good person either.

However, Fang Yunlong had never been able to understand Lan Fu's expression. With Lan Fu's age, it was impossible for him to not be wary of the cultivation laws of the cultivation world.

How could he trust others so easily? Gradually, Fang Yunlong looked at Lan Fu with a hint of mysterious smile.

Dao Master Feng stared at Leng Bing, and said with a bitter smile, "I didn't expect that I would be so scheming to keep it all to myself, and make someone else's wedding clothes for me. Fellow Daoist Zong and Fellow Daoist Leng are indeed the prized disciples of the Thunder Sword Sect. This old man is willing to accept … Down... "Wind."

Zong Ren laughed out loud, "Thank you for your praise, my words of praise just now were more effective than ten years of cultivation.

Dao Master Feng shook his head and laughed bitterly, he turned to look at Fang Yunlong and the other two, "The three of you, this situation... This old man... Unexpectedly, this old man … Go first... One step, on the Road to River Styx … Up... "Wait …"

Before he finished speaking, Daoist Priest Fu Feng slowly fell to the ground. His eyes were still round as he stared at the blue sky, as if he was questioning the heavens.

Zong Ren smiled, he extended his hand and grabbed Daoist Fu Feng's storage bag from his waist, at the same time, he sent a fireball over and burnt Daoist Fu Feng into ashes.

With one hand weighing the storage bag, Zong Ren's boorish face had a playful smile, as if he was very satisfied with today's harvest. Leng Bing, who was at the side, had a cold expression on as she fiddled with the flying sword in her hand.

Luo Yan chuckled: "Many thanks to Fellow Daoist Sect and Fellow Leng for getting rid of Old thief Fu Feng, otherwise we would have all turned to ashes."

Lan Fu, who was at the side, also agreed with Luo Yan: "That's right, Lady Luo is right. It was all thanks to the two dao friends this time, that we were able to escape from this calamity. Could the two dao friends please go and kill the Ice Hawk and wait for our injuries to recover before leaving? "

After hearing what the two had said, Zong Ren sighed softly, "Sigh, could it be that the two of you still can't see your own situation? The heavens are jealous of the gifted. Miss Luo is young and beautiful, Brother Yun is elegant and unrestrained, Fellow Lan is an experienced man. I never thought that he would accidentally perish here today in order to kill the Ice Hawk.

Once Zong Ren's words came out, even the crazy Luo Yan understood. These people, for the benefit of his eyes, would definitely not let him off.

Luo Yan could not help but scold loudly, "Zong Ren, Leng Bing, you two wolves that are covered in sheepskin, I was blind to believe your words. You formed a team to hunt Ice Hawk, but you animals hunted them down."

"Haha," Zong Ren laughed loudly. "Don't be angry, Miss Luo. Beautiful women are used for pain, how could I bear to destroy a flower? However, Junior Leng has always been interested in beauties. Let Junior Leng serve you well. "

Just as Zong Ren's voice fell, Fang Yunlong and the other two looked at Leng Bing in disbelief, only to see two red clouds suddenly fly out of her cold and cold face. Her eyes that were usually as sharp as swords actually turned gentle as she stared lecherously at Luo Yan's exquisite body.

It was said that one could not judge a book by its cover, and could not judge a book by its cover. No one would have thought that the ice mountain that looked cold would actually be a sultry one, causing Fang Yunlong to be secretly surprised.

Under everyone's astonished gaze, Leng Bing walked towards Luo Yan with a smile. With a smile on his face, Zong Ren nodded his head in satisfaction and said: "Alright, Miss Luo, you and Junior Leng can get along well, this one will send Brother Yun and Dao Friend Lan on their way."

Without waiting for Zong Ren to make a move, Lan Fu suddenly shouted, "Wait a moment, fellow cultivator from the sect, I understand the words you have said, but I have a request. Could Fellow Sect Leader please kill the Ice Hawk first on account of me giving you the information regarding it?

This Ice Hawk has killed my family members. I need to see it die with my own eyes before I can set off peacefully. "

"Oh?" Lan Fu's words stunned everyone. Even Leng Bing stopped in her tracks. It was no wonder that when Lan Fu saw the Ice Hawk, he couldn't wait to kill it.

Zong Ren muttered to himself, "Hmph, cut the crap. I don't want to repeat the same mistakes as Daoist Windraiser. It would be better for everyone to go first and rest in peace." With that, Zong Ren's expression changed. Three foot long fire dragons appeared beside Fang Yunlong and the other two, and roared fiercely.