Gao Wu Arrives

But as far as I can see, the person has clearly disappeared.

Zhang Quan has a guilty conscience and a look of shame on his face. He said: "I have escaped!" After a pause, he continued: "Don't blame Elder Cui, that person is good in strength, and whether he has a guardian of imperfections. I will take it. No less than him."

Cui Junyi looked at Zhang Quan's breath coldly.

Although I don't know the trickiness in it, Zhang Quan doesn't look injured at all now... Obviously, Zhang Quan did not try his best.

"Where are you fleeing?" His tone was cold and straightforward.

Zhang Quan didn't conceal it. He knew the direction, and he had put enough water. If he continued to conceal it, the Eight Desolate Sect was afraid to create a big rift with the Zixiao Sect.

Although Zixiaozong is not afraid, it is always in trouble.

Cui Junyi was not talking. He glanced at Zhang Quan indifferently. With a flash of rainbow light, he escaped from the sky and rushed in the direction Zhang Quan pointed out.

Zhang Quan remained silent for a few seconds, sighed, and then left quickly. He wanted to return to the sect to report the matter in its entirety.

Those who possess sacred objects should not be underestimated, who knows what monstrous giants are standing behind them.

.......

In the sky, the purple-clothed boy quickly flees.

After a while, he gradually slowed down, a cold color flashed across his eyes, and he looked back and said, "The two Taoists have followed me all the way, I don't know what they are going to do?"

Lin Feng and Li Ye did not hide their traces.

"I am very interested in what the Taoist friends said in the teahouse earlier, so I have to catch up with it." Lin Feng said.

"Why should I tell you?" The purple-clothed boy sneered.

"Friends of Daoist will say." Lin Feng said calmly without getting angry.

"Really?" The sneer on the face of the purple-clothed boy grew more and more.

But at this moment, he suddenly changed color, so he was keenly aware that an unabashedly huge breath behind him was quickly approaching him.

Then, this Qi machine successfully locked him in just a few seconds.

"No shortage?!" The purple-clothed boy finally lived up to his earlier indifference and arrogance, showing a shocked expression.

Because he was convinced that he couldn't deal with such a master.

"Are you the gangster who killed my Eight Desolate Sect?"

The sky roared, Cui Junyi arrived, his gaze swept away, and he was taken aback when he saw the three people in the sky, and immediately passed the silhouettes of Lin Feng and Li Ye, and locked his deep and unfeeling eyes on the purple-clothed boy.

There is a kind of breath in this person, that is the breath of the children of the Eight Desolation Sect.

Every big sect has the means to pass the news when they die, and at the same time put a certain mark on the people who killed them.

Such a mark, if given a little time, is enough to obliterate it.

But the problem is that the purple-clothed boy does not have such time. From killing the enemy to fighting Zhang Quan, he has never been able to clone himself.

"Yes, it's me!"

Seeing that he could not escape and was completely locked in, the purple-clothed youth flashed a solemn and outspoken voice.

Cui Junyi said indifferently: "At a young age, I don't know that the sky is high and the earth is thick, and I want to be murderous. Killing my Eight Desolate Sects will not tolerate you!"

The purple-clothed boy sneered at each other: "You are only allowed to kill in the Eight Desolate Sect, but you are not allowed to kill others?"

"It's useless to say anything, save your life!" Cui Junyi became more and more indifferent.

With a bang, he started, very decisive and direct, without any hesitation, a thick finger appeared, standing upright, like a **** or devil, falling from the sky, and pressing the purple-clothed boy to death.