481: C481 He Was Stabbed in the Back

C481 He Was Stabbed in the Back

"Shut up!" A handsome middle-aged man in his forties wearing a black windbreaker with a green beard shouted coldly, interrupting the unpleasant chatter around him.

The man habitually pulled on the black leather gloves and looked at Jin Shenggong. His eyes were filled with admiration and regret. An incomparably magnetic low pitched and sexy voice came from his similarly sexy mouth.

"As expected of the tiger girl of the family of generals. Even though she was at the end of her road, she still killed more than ten of my disciples. No wonder the rumors in the cultivation world say that you are a rare cultivation genius that only appears once in a hundred years. " I, Chen Qiusheng, love talents, and I love geniuses like you even more. " As long as you hand over the coffin and become my disciple, I will guarantee your life of wealth and glory for the rest of your life. "

Seeing that Jin Shenggong did not speak, Chen Qiusheng raised his right eyebrow slightly. "Bai Yue, why don't you worship me, Chen Qiusheng! The moon can't save you, but I, Chen Qiusheng, can control your life and death."

If Jin Shenggong could surrender, She was not Jin Shenggong.

In the face of certain death, Jin Shenggong's expression did not change. Her voice was as sonorous as a rose that was dyed with blood, "Ever since I entered the cultivation world, I have never thought of leaving my corpse intact. Even if I die here, I will still die. Even if I die on Sky Mountain, I will also die. There is no difference. So stop talking nonsense. Who wants to accompany me to the Western Paradise? "Do as you wish."

Looking at Jin Shenggong who would rather die than bend, Chen Qiusheng coldly snorted, "Giving face is shameless. Whoever cuts off her head, I will reward him with a Black Grade low grade medicinal pill."

Under great rewards, there will always be brave men!

A disciple in his thirties was like an arrow that had left the bow, and he directly flew towards Jin Shenggong. It was as if he was one step slower, and the others beat him to it.

"Rubble Kick!" The male disciple shouted and jumped into the air. His right foot flashed with a white light, and he kicked towards Jin Shenggong's chest.

His Peak of Meditation Stage cultivation, speed, strength, and momentum had all reached the peak of the Qi Condensation stage. At the same level, no one could easily withstand this kick.

Unfortunately, Jin Shenggong was not a Peak of Meditation Stage.

Jin Shenggong's eyes were cold. It was only when the stone leg was less than one meter away from her chest that Jin Shenggong finally reacted. Both of her hands struck out with lightning speed and grabbed the male disciple's ankle. Not to mention easily neutralizing the attack, both of her hands exerted force at the same time and directly swung the male disciple into a circle and slammed him onto the ground.

Puff...

With a dull sound, the male disciple died on the spot. All the bones in his body were shattered and his entire body changed shape.

The scene was deathly silent. Everyone's eyes were filled with shock. No one dared to rashly attack again. No one was willing to be the first one to take the lead.

Jin Shenggong's eyes did not change at all, "Who is next?"

"Attack together!" Someone shouted.

"Right! Everyone rushed forward. No matter how powerful this b * tch was, it would be difficult for her to fight four punches or four kicks.

"Let's fight him one round at a time, we'll exhaust him to death!"

All the disciples were shouting louder than the other, but none of them were willing to fight. It was already at this stage, and Jin Shenggong being killed was only a matter of time. At this crucial moment, she had been tricked into taking the lead. Wouldn't it be too depressing to die here? Everyone wanted to sit and reap the benefits. They wanted to wait for the others to send themselves to their deaths and perish together with Jin Shenggong. Then, they would pick up the scraps from the back.

Seeing all the disciples shirking their responsibilities and not a single one of them was willing to shed their blood for the future of the sect, Chen Qiusheng could not help but sigh.

This bunch of dogs, they were all killed on the spot, there would definitely not be any false charges or false charges.

Trash that did not even have the qualifications to be cannon fodder!

Fine, after seizing the Three Devils And Nine Sects, there would be a great purge of the sect. The Heavenly Owl Sect wouldn't take care of idle people.

Chen Qiusheng stretched his neck, took off his gloves slowly, and prepared to do it himself.

At this moment, Jin Shenggong, who had a woman as the gatekeeper, suddenly let out a muffled groan. Then, like a deflated balloon, she went limp.

This scene was out of everyone's expectations.

Chen Qiusheng was stunned for a moment, then his eyes lit up.

Wu Feng, who was standing behind Jin Shenggong, held a black and sharp dagger in his hand. At this moment, the black dagger had been dyed red with blood, and blood kept dripping down the tip of the blade.

"Manager Wu, you are crazy!" The male disciples of the Moon Worshipping Sect who were standing beside her cried out loudly.1

Wu Feng didn't reply. He waved his hand and a sharp dagger cut the male disciple's throat.

The male disciple held his bleeding neck with both hands. He opened his eyes wide and looked at Wu Feng in disbelief.

Wu Feng's face was extremely cold. He grabbed the collar of the male disciple's shirt and stabbed him in the chest and abdomen for more than ten times in a row.

Puff!

The male disciple fell to the ground. Even though he was completely dead, his eyes were still wide open.

Even in the end, he did not believe that Manager Wu, who was respected and respected by others, would actually turn against him in the end. He ruthlessly swung his blade at his former companion.

Everything happened too quickly. Only when the male disciple fell to the ground did the female disciple beside him recover from her shock.

"Manager Wu. You... You..." Because she was too shocked, the female disciple could not even speak properly.

Wu Feng pointed at the dead male disciple. "This person is a spy. Look if you don't believe me!"

The female disciple was completely panicked. She subconsciously looked in the direction where Wu Feng was pointing. The moment she looked down, Wu Feng suddenly waved his hand. The dagger flew out like an arrow and pierced into the female disciple's right eye.

"Ah!" A hysterical scream echoed throughout the wasteland.

The female disciple pulled out a dagger with her left hand covering her face, and threw the dagger at Wu Feng with her right hand.

Wu Feng dodged the attack and dashed in front of the female disciple. He threw out both his fists at the same time. Bang, bang, bang... In a short second, he threw out over a hundred punches. Under the cold and ruthless fist wind, the female disciple was like a lone grass in a storm, swaying non-stop. It was only when Wu Feng stopped attacking that the female disciple slowly fell to the ground.

The disciples who could hold on until now were all experts among experts.

When they attacked from the front, Wu Feng could not take down anyone. He could only rely on this kind of despicable method to kill his opponent unexpectedly!

The last female disciple fell. Only then did Wu Feng heave a sigh of relief. He turned around and looked at Chen Qiusheng. "Chen sect leader, I wonder if this gift can be exchanged for the position of Hall Lord?"

Chen Qiusheng recovered from his shock. His surprised expression was gradually replaced by joy. "Hahaha, it's enough, it's totally enough! Wu Feng, you are a talent!"

The surrounding disciples of the Heavenly Owl Sect were praising him one after another.

Wu Feng, well done! "

"Hehe, I never thought that the one who killed the people of Moon Worshipping Sect at the last moment would be one of us."

"We will certainly suffer a great loss if we fight them head on. This Wu Feng has really helped us a lot."

After getting permission from the Heavenly Owl Sect, Wu Feng shifted his gaze to Jin Shenggong.

Jin Shenggong knelt on one knee and kept coughing. She could not muster up any strength.

The knife just now had stabbed directly into Jin Shenggong's back. The entire knife had sunk into her flesh.

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