807: C807 The Eight Trigrams Faction

C807 The Eight Trigrams Faction

"I can tell the depth of your martial arts with just a glance. I advise you to save it. If you really want to defeat Chen Junlin, you'd better be sensible."

When Guoguang was still in the top 100 of the Dark Ranking, he had been given preferential treatment. Now, he was kicked out of the ranking. His life was no longer the same as before, elegant and leisurely.

Moreover, his master had already made a phone call. If he could not defeat Chen Junlin, he might not even need to return to his sect.

But if he went to seek help from strangers because of this, wouldn't he be a little too cowardly?

"Since Chen Junlin is so powerful, what can you do to help me win?"

The Dark List was nothing to those favored by the sect or immediate relatives, but for someone like him who needed something to prove himself, this kind of secret list was necessary. Young Master Miao took out a dark purple frosted square bottle from his pocket.

"This is a secret prescription I know. The pills inside will improve in a short period of time. They are very suitable for martial artists like you who want to seek revenge on others."

Guoguang had never taken any medicine in his long time of practice. He had never taken even the medicine his master gave him, so when he saw the medicine, he was somewhat hesitant.

"If this pill is really that magical, why don't you take it out yourself and give it to others?"

Young Master Miao did not expect him to be so vigilant. However, this was also good. If he agreed at once, it would be boring.

He used his two fingers to hold the Medicine Pill, then he placed it in front of Guoguang.

"The good stuff is here. Do you want to take it all by yourself? Anyway, I have already said so. I don't want to say more."

As soon as the words left his mouth, two men in black walked up to Guoguang and released him. He couldn't help but shake his head when he felt the comfort that he hadn't felt for a long time.

It was only after the crisp sound of his neck snapping that he felt a little more comfortable.

"Alright. Since you're so sincere, I'll bring this Medicine Pill with me. As for whether I'll eat it or not, it's all up to me. I hope you won't pick me up like this in the future."

In the blink of an eye, Guoguang's head was held back by the person in front of him. It was as if he would fall off if he twisted his head with all his strength.

"This is the first time I've been disrespectful to me. I can feel that it's very novel. Please forgive me. You're dead, but this isn't the second time."

After Young Master Miao finished speaking, he entered the darkness like a ghost. Guoguang almost ran out of the darkness.

Because the attack just now had shown him what a true expert was. If he didn't run now, he might lose his life here.

...

After a simple investigation, Chen Junlin confirmed the evil deeds of the Eight Trigrams Sect.

The Eight Trigrams Sect was already a tyrant here. Ordinary methods would not work for them.

He thought about it carefully. He might as well bring some people to find them. In any case, handing over these aristocratic families and schools of thought was already a mission on his shoulders.

"Wang Hu, bring some people and go through all the places of the Eight Trigrams Sect tonight. Tell them to close their doors immediately. Tomorrow morning, we will go to his lair together. Two days are enough for this matter. Don't delay."

Chen Junlin had always been a man of his word. Since he had set his sights on the Eight Trigrams Sect, he would never let them off lightly.

The next morning, when the head of the Eight Trigrams Sect had just woken up, he heard that all the shops in his territory had been cleared up. He called to ask about the details, but found that not a single person was left alive.

"Investigate! Investigate for me, who on earth had the courage of a leopard and dared to touch the head of a dynasty?! I think he is tired of living."

The anger of the Sect Leader overwhelmed his heart. Wherever his palm hit, a peach wood chair instantly turned into powder.

Just as that person received the order and was about to leave, two more Eight Trigrams Sect disciples with hurried expressions came up from outside.

"Not good, Master, not good!"

The head of the Eight Trigrams Sect gave a cold snort and struck out with his palm. The two of them fell to the ground in a row.0

"What's wrong? This is what I taught you. It's been a long morning, but it's hard to say. I think you are the ones who are going to see the Yama King! "If you have anything to say, hurry up and let it out. Don't delay this daddy's serious business!"

Those two disciples were already frightened to begin with. Coupled with this palm, their entire bodies were rolling and rolling on the ground. Their mouths and mouths were somewhat unclear.

"Outside... there are three people outside. They say that they want to... say that they want to..."

These few words had exhausted the last bit of patience of the Eight Trigrams Sect Head. He kicked his disciple's butt and then went forward to grab the necks of the two people.

"If the two of you don't know how to talk properly, then get the hell out of here and find someone who knows how to talk!"

The two disciples looked at each other in horror, then said in unison, "Three people came and said that they wanted to massacre our sect. The brothers outside have already started fighting, but they are completely no match for them."

Only now did the head of the Eight Trigrams Sect know that there was a powerful figure who had set his eyes on him.

It was just that over the years, there were countless people who wanted to have martial arts, but in the end, they still came back empty-handed.

It was just three people. He wanted to see just how capable these three people were, wanting to massacre his Eight Trigrams Faction.

When he walked out, he could already smell the thick smell of blood. Chen Junlin patted his hands and took the handkerchief from Wang Hu.

"The one on top! Are you the head of the Eight Trigrams Sect, Hou Yong?"

Chen Junlin's tone was calm to begin with, along with his deep voice and the dizzying scene.

In a trance, Hou Yong felt that he had probably seen the evil ghost in hell. Otherwise, how could it be so terrifying?

"You actually killed so many of my sect's disciples. I think you really don't want to live anymore!!"

Hou Yong shouted. He had grown quite a bit of courage for himself. After all, he was the sect head of his sect. How could he watch his own territory being humiliated by his own disciples?

Chen Junlin rubbed his ears and stepped on the bodies of those people.

"I never do things without reason. Since I killed them, it's because they did what they deserved to be killed. " And you are the next one! "

The two of them rushed towards each other in an instant. Hou Yong's palm hit nothing, and Chen Junlin seized the opportunity to grab his right arm and throw him forward.

His back and the hard stone road came into close contact. There was no place where he didn't feel pain when he got up.

However, Chen Junlin didn't give him time to catch his breath. He pressed forward step by step, but he wasn't in a hurry to deliver the final fatal blow.

Because the person in front of him didn't deserve such a quick death.

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