312: C312 Dojo Massacre

C312 Dojo Massacre

Fourth Lyu had never regarded Zhang Chu as an enemy. Now, it was just a 'convenient' way to kill Zhang Chu.

Knowing that Zhang Chu had been turned into a cripple by the snake poison, Fourth Lyu's killing intent immediately dissipated.

A mocking laugh, which was full of ridicule, passed through the thick mask and spread throughout the entire dojo.

"You will only harm yourself if you harm others. The taste of snake poison must not be pleasant, right? "Hehehe."

Harming others will bring harm to oneself? These words came out of Fourth Lyu's mouth, and it was rather grating to the ear!

Zhang Chu simply had no strength to answer. He only used his eyes to respond to Fourth Lyu's sarcasm.

"You are the dignified person in charge of the Dongzhou City, yet you can't even speak. Could it be that when you are helping people settle matters, you are going to use your eyes to glare at your enemies? " This is so funny. "

In the entire dojo, only Shen Lang was laughing. The others were either glaring at him or staring at him coldly. Even Shen Lang was not interested in Fourth Lyu's' joke '.

Fourth Lyu, who had asked for it, snorted and glanced at Shen Lang. "Why did you bring this trash here?"

Shen Lang had already expected Fourth Lyu to ask such a question, so he replied unhurriedly, "As the person in charge of Dongzhou City, Zhang Chu naturally has to witness this historic moment."

Shen Lang was stunned for a moment, then he let out a mocking laugh. "I almost forgot that you and Zhang Chu are sworn enemies. Finally, you have stepped on Zhang Chu. Naturally, you have to keep going and step on him until the end."

Fourth Lyu no longer paid attention to Shen Lang and Zhang Chu. He turned around and looked at the half-dead Yuan Zhihong.

Even though he had been beaten to such a state, Yuan Zhihong still had no intention of lowering his head. It could be seen that this hard bone was very hard to chew.

However, Fourth Lyu was quite experienced when it came to dealing with tough bones.

Under the furious gazes of the crowd, Fourth Lyu bypassed Yuan Zhihong, turned around, and walked towards a practitioner.

This cultivator wasn't old, he was at most 23 or 24 years old. His figure and appearance were not as wild and wild as most practitioners. Instead, he was very delicate, and his skin was white. Even some girls had to admit that they were inferior to him.

"Fourth Lyu, what are you doing?" Yuan Zhihong was experienced in the martial arts world. He immediately realized Fourth Lyu's intention!

"Zhang Feng, run!" Yuan Zhihong reminded loudly.

By the time the cultivator named Zhang Feng reacted, it was already too late.

Fourth Lyu grabbed Zhang Feng's neck and lifted him up. Zhang Feng's feet left the ground and he floated in the air.

Zhang Feng used all of his strength to try and break Fourth Lyu's hand, but he was unable to shake the absolute power of a late stage Qi Refinement warrior.

In just a few seconds, Zhang Feng's face turned from white to red, and finally turned purple!

Seeing Zhang Feng's struggling become weaker and weaker, Yuan Zhihong's eyes became bloodshot, and he wished he could cut Fourth Lyu into a thousand pieces.

"Madman Lu, come at me if you have anything. Don't touch my subordinates!" Yuan Zhihong roared hysterically.

The corner of Fourth Lyu's mouth drew a cruel arc. He glanced at Yuan Zhihong out of the corner of his eye. "Hand over that thing. Otherwise, I will kill all of your men one by one!"

"I don't know what you are talking about!" Veins popped out on Yuan Zhihong's forehead. He tried to stand up several times, but failed.

Fourth Lyu wanted to say something but stopped. His eyes turned cold. "Still pretending?"

"What the f * ck?! "What the hell is it!?" Yuan Zhihong asked anxiously. Up until now, he was completely confused. He had no idea how he had provoked Yuan Zhihong, and why he was being treated like this.

"You will remember." Fourth Lyu naturally could not speak of the Taixuan Codex. He could only use this kind of high-pressure method to force Yuan Zhihong to submit.

As for whether Yuan Zhihong had the Taixuan Codex or not.

In fact, Fourth Lyu did not have any idea in his heart, but even if he wronged Yuan Zhihong, so what?

The weak did not deserve to live. Moreover, killing Yuan Zhihong would be beneficial to the overall strategy of Lu's Sect.

"Madman Lu, should I draft it?" Yuan Zhihong was furious.

Facing Yuan Zhihong's curse, Fourth Lyu did not care. At least someone with a healthy mind would not be angered by the curse of the trapped beast.

Yuan Zhihong, who was at his wit's end, could only clench his teeth and say, "Let him go, I beg you, as long as you are willing to let him go, I will agree to anything."

"Oh? Kneel down and kowtow." Fourth Lyu kept sneering. "The prerequisite is that you can kneel down."

Yuan Zhihong supported his heavily injured body with his head on the ground. He bent his body bit by bit and knelt down on both knees.

Such a simple action had used up almost all of Yuan Zhihong's strength.

"Brother Hong, let's fight it out with Madman Lu!" One of his subordinates couldn't hold it any longer and shouted at the top of his lungs.

This shout instantly pushed the emotions of the other subordinates to the peak.

For a moment, the sound of echoing echoed incessantly.

"Right! Let's go all out!"

"That's right! With so many of us here, we can't believe that we can't beat Madman Lu!"

"Even if we die here, the rest of the cultivators will avenge us!"

Just as everyone was eager to give it a try, Yuan Zhihong squeezed out a few words from between his teeth, "Don't move!"

Everyone was stunned on the spot. They did not understand why Yuan Zhihong was so afraid of Fourth Lyu.

The highest leader of the organization in Dongzhou City, the hero who fought with Tianluo Sect, did not even have the courage to resist in front of Fourth Lyu!

Fourth Lyu casually threw Zhang Feng in front of Yuan Zhihong. "You are still obedient. I will fulfill my promise and let him go."

Yuan Zhihong slowly turned his head. When his eyes fell on Zhang Feng, his breathing instantly became as heavy as a cow's. His eyes were filled with guilt and anger.

Zhang Feng had already swallowed his breath. His face had turned deep purple, and his expression was twisted, especially his neck, which had almost been deformed by Fourth Lyu.

"Hehe, I only promised you to let him go, but I didn't say that he was dead or alive." Fourth Lyu spoke very casually, as if killing a person was no different than killing a chicken.

"Madman Lu!" Yuan Zhihong exerted all his strength and let out a deafening roar, "If I don't get my revenge, I, Yuan Zhihong, am not a human!"

"Heh." Fourth Lyu laughed lightly. His words were filled with endless contempt. "Do you think you are still considered a human being now? In my eyes, you are still a dog."

Seeing Yuan Zhihong's bloodshot eyes and blue veins popping out, Fourth Lyu was very satisfied.

Turning around to look at the rest of the practitioners, Fourth Lyu took off his face mask and revealed a cold smile that sent chills down one's spine. "Who's next?"

Resisting might result in blood sacrifice.

However, if they did not resist, the outcome of waiting for them would not be any better.

Yuan Zhihong laid on the ground and turned his head to look at Zhang Chu. His eyes had changed dramatically.

There was regret and regret!

If he had listened to Zhang Chu's suggestion and joined forces with the cultivation world of Dongzhou City to fight Fourth Lyu, perhaps he wouldn't have ended up like this.

Unfortunately, there was no medicine for regret in this world.2

He could feel the despair in Yuan Zhihong's eyes. Zhang Chu, who was like a clay Buddha crossing the river, was unable to protect himself. His eyes moved, hinting to Yuan Zhihong that if he did not make a move now, when was he going to do it?

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