Douluo: Ten thousand times the rewards of teaching apprentices, never hiding anything

"Disciple, here!"

Many disciples shouted in unison.

"Half of the disciples escorted me, and the other half of the disciples took care of what happened afterwards. I don't want others to spread the word."

Ning Rongrong said lightly.

"Yes."

Half of the disciples responded, then disappeared, and entered the homes of some people who had seen the situation just now.

The three of Ning Rongrong left the scene under the escort of other disciples.

"Saras sent you here?"

Mo Cheng asked lightly.

The killer didn't respond to the question, but asked, "Who the hell are you?"

Mo Cheng is not wearing a mask now, so the killer doesn't know Mo Cheng, but now Mo Cheng is wearing a mask.

The killer was terrified: "You are the master of Tai Chi!! No, how could you be so young?"

"You're just changing the subject."

Mo Cheng said lightly.

"I won't say it."

The killer snorted.

The next moment, a flash of sword light flashed, and the killer died out of breath.

Mo Cheng glanced at the other party, and if he didn't say anything, he would never have to. Even if the student who tried to kill him had a hard time, he would have to bear the consequences.

As for who sent it, Mo Cheng already knew it well. With a wave of his hand, the Liangyi sword flew out of the killer's body without a trace of blood, as if he hadn't been killed. Extraordinary.

"Fortunately, it's not dirty."

Mo Cheng read it lightly, and then disappeared in place. It's time to find the master for an explanation.

On the same spot, the white-robed Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect disciple appeared on the spot and disposed of the corpse.

"Is this the strength of the Tai Chi Sect Master? Killing people in the blink of an eye, without any blood dripping from his body, this soul sage is like paper. It is said that the Tai Chi Sect Master and the Elder Sword are not weak in thirty strokes. I don't know. It really compares which one is stronger and which one is weaker.”

In the Wuhun Branch Hall, Salas sat quietly in the office, but his thoughts were not here.

"There should be no problem."

Salas said lightly, perhaps to comfort himself.

"I don't know if there are any problems, but you will definitely have problems."

A voice sounded outside the window.

"Who?"

Salas looked out the window, but only the wind moved.

"I!"

The voice appeared behind him again.

Salas turned his head again and saw Mo Cheng sitting opposite him: "You! Why are you here?"

"Why can't I be here?"

Mo Cheng asked back.

"How did you get in?"

Salas asked in surprise.

"Just go in if you want."

Mo Cheng replied.

Perhaps because of his panic, Salas actually forgot that the person in front of him was a Titled Douluo, and immediately gave an apologetic laugh: "I don't know why the Taiji Sect Master came to our Spirit Hall. thing?"

"Come to take your life!"

Mo Cheng's voice resounded in Salas's heart like a judge urging him to order.

Saraston was sweating profusely, and he couldn't sit still: "Sect Master Tai Chi, are you kidding me?"

"No kidding, are you only allowed to send someone to kill my disciple, and I am not allowed to kill you?"

Mo Cheng smiled slightly.

"You, you don't dare to kill me. I am the cardinal of Wuhundian. If you kill me, Wuhundian will not let you go, even if you are titled."

Sara suddenly panicked, knowing that the assassination had been exposed, so Mo Cheng came here, fearing that it would not be a good end.

"Saras, you are really mentally handicapped. You, who are immersed in power, don't really think cardinals are very important. As far as I know, there are no less than a hundred Wuhun cardinals. Is it true? Will you kill me for you?"

Mo Cheng laughed, Salas took it for granted.

At this time, Salas didn't dare to make sure, he trembled and almost couldn't sit still: "No, you don't dare to kill me, you don't dare to kill me, I am a cardinal, and Wuhundian will not let you go of."

"Come... people..."

Just when Salas was about to shout, Mo Cheng blocked his throat with a sword.

Then he felt ridiculous and left the office.

Immersed in power, Salas still clings to the titles of Cardinal and Wuhundian until his death, forgetting that he is still a Contra powerhouse, even if he fights back, maybe Mo Cheng will still fight back. It takes some work.

But no, Mo Cheng only took an instant to kill Salas.

The sword was drawn, and the sword was withdrawn. It was so fast that even Salas, who had been decapitated by a sword, could still feel the pain in his nerves, or whether he was killed by Mo Chengjian or died of pain.

In the corpse left behind, Salas's face was completely distorted due to the severe pain.

Chapter 234 Xue Qinghe's Arrangement

This night, the moonlight shone into the headmaster's office of the Wuhun Branch of the Heaven Dou Empire.

Shined on Salas's body.

A figure appeared here.

"Tsk tsk, this Saras died so badly."

Xue Qinghe couldn't bear to look directly at this scene, and then sighed: "Bibi Dong, Bibi Dong, this is the good dog you raised, but it's a pity that it bit the wrong person and ended up like this!"

"Your Highness, Salas' death should not have been known yet."

The black-robed man stood in front of Xue Qinghe and bowed slightly.

"Elder Snake Spear, please go back to the hall now, and then tell the priests in the hall of worship that Salas has plucked people's fat and anointed people in the name of our Spirit Hall all these years, and ran amok."

Xue Qinghe said lightly.

"Your Highness, do you want this?"

Snake Spear was a little suspicious.

"Elder Snake Spear should understand, and then asked the priests to recommend Qian Qi to be the new cardinal of the Wuhun branch of Tiandou City."

Snow clear river.

She Lance nodded slightly, and understood that His Highness was planning to take advantage of the chance that the Tai Chi Sect Master had killed Salas, to take the branch of Tiandou City in his hands.

Then he sighed slightly, after so many years of dormancy, His Highness who came to Tiandou imperial family to bear the burden of humiliation is finally about to explode.

Although he is now a member of Xue Qinghe, he doesn't want to see the constant fighting in the Wuhun Hall, so that it will eventually be torn apart.

"What is Elder Snake Spear thinking?"

Xue Qinghe asked.

She Lance came back to his senses and shook his head: "It's nothing, then if the Pope asks about the cause of Salas' death, he still needs a reason."

"Saras acted recklessly, provoking a strong Titled Douluo, and was beaten in the face. He didn't want to repent, and hated him. He wanted to take revenge, and arranged for people to attack and kill the Titled Douluo's disciples. In the end, when the matter was revealed, he was beheaded by the Titled Douluo. As for Let them guess which titled Douluo."

Xue Qinghe said lightly.

She Lance nodded, but still looked at the corpse with some scruples.

Xue Qinghe understood, and took out the corpse water from the storage container and sprinkled it on the corpse.

After a while, a puff of smoke rose, and Salas's body turned into a pool of blood.

Afterwards, Xue Qinghe and Snake Lance activated their soul power together, and the blood evaporated instantly, and the ground was completely new.

As if no one had ever died.

"This time, it should be enough to give Bibi Dong a headache for a while."

Xue Qinghe felt relieved, she hated Bibi Dong, so she wanted to use this method to retaliate, not only that, she also wanted to take back some things.

"Elder Snake Spear, please."

Xue Qinghe left the office, but Shemao was stunned: "I don't know why His Highness hates His Holiness the Pope so much, but the Great Priest actually silently supports him, I just need to stand in line."

Muttering to himself, the Serpent Lance also disappeared in place.

And tonight, Cardinal Salas of the Martial Soul Branch of Tiandou City disappeared, and the others didn't even know if he was dead or alive, where he died, and where he went alive.

Only a small number of people know that something big happened tonight.

Because the signal from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect cannot be faked, it just so happened that Cardinal Salas mysteriously disappeared tonight.

As for the one who killed Salas, Mo Cheng returned to the hotel.

In the hotel, Zhu Zhuqing was sitting on the sofa with a weak face, cross-legged and adjusting his breath.

The others stayed on the sidelines, waiting anxiously.

"Do you think Mr. Mo can help Sister Zhuqing, Sister Wu, Sister Rongrong and the others take revenge?"

Ma Hongjun said with a melancholy face.

"It's definitely possible. That Salas is nothing more than a Contra, and Mr. Mo is a powerful and unparalleled title. He is not even a star and a half stronger than that Salas."

cried Oscar.

"But then Salas is the cardinal of the Spirit Hall, isn't he?"

Ma Hongjun said suddenly.

"If you can't talk, don't talk."

Ning Rongrong gave Ma Hongjun a blank look.

Ma Hongjun closed his mouth knowingly.

"So what about Wuhundian, if you kill it, you will kill it, anyway, it's not the first time."

A voice sounded, and everyone's hearts were slowly let go.

"Mr. Mo, you are back, what happened?"

Ma Hongjun immediately stood up excitedly, and ran to Mo Cheng curiously wanting to know the result.

"Saras is dead."

Mo Cheng said lightly, then walked past Ma Hongjun, and walked towards Zhu Zhuqing who was on the sofa.

"I just said Teacher Mo, how could he be afraid of that shitty Wuhundian?"

Ma Hongjun shouted immediately.

Zhu Zhuqing felt that the teacher was approaching, then stopped breathing and opened his eyes, slightly raised his head and looked at Mo Cheng: "Teacher."

"How do you feel now?"

Mo Cheng asked.

"It should be fine."

Zhu Zhuqing nodded slightly.

"Teacher, did you really kill that Salas?"

Ning Rongrong asked suddenly. He was a little happy to hear the news, but more worried. This time, the one who died this time was not a simple Spirit Douluo, but a bishop of a branch hall, with great power and strength. It is not a small loss for Wuhundian.