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At the time of his fall, the werewolf was still unwilling to believe that this Western Lion Monk cultivator had the strength to kill him.1
When the more than one hundred disciples behind Li Jun saw their fellow sect members attacking them with their swords, they all felt surprised, their teeth went cold, and their movements became slower by a bit. Just as they were hesitating, countless cultivators from the An Tian Sect had already rushed past them, drowning out all of their fellow cultivators.
The group of three hundred people formed by the Thousand-Jue Sect disciples and the wolfwalkers didn't even last a moment before they were completely engulfed by the surging tide of people from the An Tian Sect.
The last few who died in the battle, the Thousand-Jue Sect disciples and the Wolf Treader, were fortunate enough to discover that the number of cultivators in front of them was not just a few hundred, but more than two thousand!
After the large group of members from the Tranquil Sky Sect crushed their way through, they didn't stop their footsteps and continued to rush towards the Thousand Extreme Martial School's camp under the leadership of Cheng Qing and Li Mumei. Only a few dozen disciples were left behind to collect the Cosmic Bag of the dead and destroy the spices on the spot.
Seeing the Thousand Extinction Sect's camp in the distance, Cheng Qing suddenly pulled Li Jun. "Listen to me …"
The Thousand Extinction Sect's camp was the standard military camp style. It was as peaceful as dead water here.
The calmness was not because there was no one in the camp. In fact, there were over a thousand disciples of the Thousand Extinction Sect in the camp. However, they all remained in their respective living quarters and sat down cross-legged. Not a single person uttered a sound.
Li Jundu was sitting in his room, wiping the blood off his hand with a handkerchief, looking calm and composed. Sitting beside him was actually the person who was supposed to be guarding the Thousand Extreme Martial School, Zhou Zhongli! The latter was sipping tea with a hint of ridicule on her face.
There were not only two people in the room.
Another person, covered in wounds, was kneeling in a pool of his own blood. One of his hands supported himself on the ground while the other held his bleeding stomach. Even so, he raised his head with all his might and stared at Li Jundu and Zhou Zhongli, as if he wanted to swallow them whole.
This person was Su Wence.
It was obvious that a short battle had taken place in this room.
Being also at the fifth level of the Confinement Realm, fighting against two people and getting suddenly attacked, it was not strange for Su Wenzhao to end up in such a miserable state.
After Li Jundu wiped the blood off his hand, he casually placed his handkerchief on the small table. Looking at Su Wenzhao who was feeling extremely angry, he chuckled: "This sovereign knows, you must hate me to the core right now, so what? You can only blame your stupidity. As the leader of the Thousand-Jue Sect, how can I rub the sand in my eyes?
"You, Great Elder, back then, fought with me for the position of sect master, but you still couldn't accept your defeat. You even want to cultivate your power in the sect's network? What are you trying to do? Power, dignity, these things don't belong to you, they belong to me. "Therefore, you deserve to die. You should have died a long time ago."
Su Wence let out a beast-like growl, "Li Jundu, you know... We will die a horrible death! "
He then looked at Zhou Zhongli with a venomous look. "And you, old fool! Even if I die, I won't let you off even if I become a ghost!"
Su Wence's resentment towards Zhou Zhongli was even greater than his resentment towards Lee Jun.
He was defeated in the fight for the sect head years ago because the opposite party helped Li Jundu. Now, it was this man who used the name of guarding the sect to confuse him, but in reality, he had secretly followed him to the Sun Moon City just to join hands with Li Jundu and take his life!
Zhou Zhong Li ridiculed: "When you are alive, you can only be toyed with by this old man. If you die, can you still overturn the heavens? Laughable! "
Su Wence was extremely furious and spat out a mouthful of blood.
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