please!I don't want to be a villain!

Laughter and crying were mixed in his ears, but he couldn't stop, he could only run desperately down the mountain, watching people die but powerless, but still powerless.

"Run! Run! Run..." Dongfang Qi cried bitterly, yelling like crazy, urging all his true energy to run down the mountain crazily, he couldn't stop for a moment, otherwise he would be killed by evil cultivators.

More people could have survived, but it's a pity that they didn't listen to Senior Brother Zhang. If they stayed outside the sect for a few months, they would definitely not be involved in this incident.

Obviously, it was my brother who reminded me, but why didn't I keep an eye on Elder Du, and let him collude with the Mozong!

"Junior Brother Dongfang!" Zhang San just arrived at the foot of the mountain, just in time to see Dongfang Qi who seemed to be running away like crazy, and people on the mountain also fled down the mountain one after another.

He didn't know what happened at all, but something must have happened on the mountain at this time.

Dongfangqi didn't respond to Zhang San. He was on the verge of collapse at this time, and he didn't hear clearly that Zhang San was calling him.

Zhang San looked up at the mountain, "The young master is still up there, right? No, I have to go up!"

People kept fleeing downwards, but Zhang San went up against the current instead, and no one attacked for a while, maybe he was regarded as an accomplice, after all, who would dare to go up in such a situation.

This time, the disciples of the Seven Evil Sects participated in the extermination, and they did not know each other. Even if they killed the wrong accomplices, it was expected. Hatching magic baby embryo.

Soon Zhang San came to the gate of the Ordinary Zong Mountain. There were corpses all over the place along the way, and there were no living people left. The demon sect attacked very viciously.

At this time, in front of the mountain gate, three old men were standing with their backs. One held a sword, the other held a knife, and the third held a fist.

"Both of you already have successors, but I haven't! I'm afraid this boxing technique will be lost!" The sweeping old man grinned, his clenched hand trembling.

"The three of us still have to die together. We didn't die outside the pass, but now we are going to die at the hands of these young people!" The old cook also laughed.

"Master, where is my young master?!" Zhang San broke through the siege of evil cultivators and came in front of the three of them.

"Your young master is in the country of Yan, he is not here, don't worry." The leader of the demon sect spoke first.

The old man sweeping the floor looked at Zhang San, and said, "Boy, you came just in time, come here!"

Zhang San stepped forward.

The old man sweeping the floor approached Zhang San's ear, and said softly, "Boy, I will teach you a punch. Only I know the truth of ordinary use, but I have only understood less than one-thousandth of it in my life. This punch is called a serious punch. Just remember it. !"

"Well, thank you senior!" Zhang San nodded, and then let the boxing score be poured into his brain through spiritual knowledge.

"Okay, you go back, because of that kid Zhang Tianba, they won't touch you, they can't teach you in person, you can only comprehend it by yourself like me, and I will show you one more demonstration at the end!" said the sweeping old man Straighten up again.

Zhang San stood with the leader of the Demon Cult and watched quietly. Although he really wanted the Demon Cult to save the lives of these three people, it was obvious that he couldn't do it. He was not the young master, and the three old men had already killed There are many people from the Devil's Cult.

Although he is only a teacher of preaching, his kindness is equally important.

"Du Fei! Do you dare to try the old man's fist!" The old sweeper laughed and scolded.

"Hmph! Why don't you dare!" Du Fei came in front of the three of them, "Let me get rid of you old things with my own hands!"

The old man sweeping the floor stared at Du Fei, his fist in his hand was still in a posture, and then he took a deep breath, and punched straight out. The violent fist wind spread, and a big hole was directly blasted out of the mountain behind him.

But Du Fei could only stand there in a daze, the punch didn't hit him, but just the wind of the punch brushed off, and one of his hands was already bloody.

After punching the last punch of his life, the old man who swept the floor passed away standing like this. The other two old men were also exhausted.

"Can I collect the corpses for them?" Zhang San asked.

"I'm afraid this is not possible. If you want to leave, you can leave now, but I still have use for their corpses." The leader of the demon sect replied.

Since there was no discussion, Zhang San did not act rashly, but knelt down in front of the three of them, kowtowed three times, and then quickly rushed down the mountain.

There is no name of master and apprentice, but there is the reality of master and apprentice, and the reality of preaching.

Although the weather is in autumn, the cold air in ordinary sects is already biting, the autumn wind, frost and snow are not as cold.

Zhang San came to the foot of the mountain, he knew that the young master had gone to the country of Yan, so he naturally planned to find a place to wait for the young master to come back.

After walking a certain distance, some brothers and sisters who had fled down the mountain met Zhang San. At this time, they were like lost ghosts, not knowing where to go next.

"Go to Wanfa Xianmen! Follow me!" Zhang San said to everyone.

"Senior brother Zhang San, you are back." At this moment, some disciples recovered from their numbness and found that Zhang San was standing beside them.

"Follow me, I can only go there for the time being, I have a few friends there, I can ask them to take care of them for a while, Zongmen... can't go back for the time being." Zhang San said slowly.

Zhang San, as Zhang Tianba's personal guard, naturally couldn't just because of his good relationship. At critical moments, he could always make the most suitable choice, and he was more thoughtful in doing things.

A group of people followed Zhang San closely, for fear of leaving the team. People who have experienced catastrophe gathered together according to their nature, and more people wanted to feel at ease.

On the way, Zhang San met Dongfang Qi. At this time, Dongfang Qi seemed to have lost his soul. No matter what Zhang San called him, he refused to agree, and murmured to himself, "I am a mourner." Xing, uncle...the head of the sect..."

"Junior Brother Dongfang, let's go to Ten Thousand Laws Gate and wait for the young master." Zhang San said again.

"Young master... who is it?" Dongfang Qi said numbly, but he didn't raise his head to look at Zhang San, and his pupils lost even more light.

"You brother Zhang!" Zhang San said.

"Yes! Senior Brother Zhang! Let's go find Senior Brother! He will definitely save everyone, Senior Brother, he is very powerful!" Dongfang Qi suddenly became agitated.

"Dongfangqi! Be sober! He's dead! Even if the young master comes, he can't save him! All he wants to do now is to survive!" Zhang San grabbed Dongfangqi's shoulders and shook them vigorously.

"Why do you have to take everything away from me every time I thought I would get better? Why, why do you think it is... third brother... um..." Dongfang Qi raised his head slowly, weeping uncontrollably.

"It's okay, don't cry, I'm still here, and the young master and junior sister are still alive!" Zhang San hugged Dongfang Qi.