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Chapter 156 Feng Bugui must die [3 more]

“Mush…”

I don’t know where a gunshot came. In such peaceful times, most people would think that someone’s family had a happy event and put out a string of big whips, but the people in the martial arts world in Lingxiao Pavilion all changed their faces.

A moment later, another red light shot into the sky, and Jiang Yong came in and saluted:

"Report to General! The mission has been completed, please instruct!"

Looking around the martial arts man who was as beautiful as earth in all directions, Zheng Zhiguo sneered and waved his hand: "Let's go! Look!"

After saying that, Zheng Zhiguo took the lead, Bei Long walked behind him, and the soldiers of the King of Soldiers guarded him with stars and moonlight. Yue Zijian, as one of the four elders of the Huashan Sect, followed behind in a daze.

People in the martial arts world look at me and I look at you. When something happened to the Huashan Sect, they were actually the same as the rabbits and the foxes, but today's events may directly lead to the fall of the Huashan Sect, and indirectly cause changes in the entire martial arts world. Of course, they all want to witness it with their own eyes and are qualified to brag about others when they turn back.

So the King of War camp was in front and the martial arts world was behind. More than 500 people went down the mountain in a mighty manner.

Not far away, they arrived at the rear of the Baidi Temple and saw many soldiers and Taoists around them from afar.

Many onlookers who did not know the truth were enthusiastic about self-sufficiency and later generations explained: "Another zombie appeared! As soon as they jumped out of the ground, they were beaten to death by the patrol soldiers! Everyone was beaten to pieces!"

When Zheng Zhiguo arrived, soldiers naturally opened up a path for him and allowed him to enter the circle without any obstacles.

Bei Long followed Zheng Zhiguo and saw Feng Buhui's body sank on the ground like a hornet's nest.

A little sighing... Bei Long sighed secretly. The Sword God, who is the fifth place in the ranking of peerless powerhouses in the world in the future, was at this time, the Sword Sect leader of the Huashan Sect, one of the six major sects in China, fell so easily, and died under the spear, but... it was better than him treason!

Speaking of which, those who can win Feng Buhui, one of the Eight Heavenly Kings of China, have treason... now that their wings have been flapped, will they still appear?

No, although I have changed history, I cannot change their real existence!

They will definitely appear, just sooner or later... Bei Long gritted his teeth, but at least when they appeared again, he was no longer the self he was, and China was no longer the China he was back!

People in the martial arts world were shocked when they saw Feng Buhui, who was like a hornet's nest. They were actually very pretentious and thought that they could fly around the eaves and walls, and were sought after by those powerful and wealthy people. They didn't take legal order seriously at all, and often they acted like to act according to their preferences.

But at this moment, seeing that even Feng Buhui was in a state of depression, they finally realized that this familiar world had changed. In the context of the great era of global evolution, the country's tolerance for them is limited, and they can no longer just break the ban with martial arts like before...

Linghu Chao stood next to Feng Buhui's body, his palms were cold, and he knew that Feng Buhui must die today.

Not to mention the attempt to kill the active senior military officer, the bloody Tú in the Himalayas 361 people were shaved in the Snowman Village. This incident was enough to put the Huashan Sect into a deep abyss!

So Feng Buhui must die, and Linghu Chao even sent him to hell himself!

But Feng Buhui did not die under Linghu Chao, but was shot to death by soldiers under Zheng Zhiguo!

what does that mean?

Or the country wants to suppress Huashan, or the country wants to suppress Wulin and attack Huashan!

But no matter which one it is, the result is the same. Linghu Chao can't afford it anyway...

"Elder General Zheng!" Linghu Chao was the leader of Huashan Sect after all. He made a difficult decision in an instant and bowed deeply to Zheng Zhiguo: "Linghu Chao was ashamed of the general, ashamed of the country, and even more so that the 361 innocent and tragic deaths of the Snowman Village! Please allow Linghu Chao to lose his sheep to make up for the siege. I am willing to resign from the position of the leader of Huashan Sect and lead my disciples to the Himalayas, wear mourning for the Snowman Village, and keep mourning for three years! From today on, the Huashan Sect has been closed for ten years, and within ten years, I will never enter the world!"

"Hiss..." The people in Huashan and the people in the martial arts world couldn't help but take a breath of air conditioning.

In fact, this matter strictly has nothing to do with Linghu Chao. Feng Buhui is the one who killed someone, and Feng Buhui is already dead. Linghu Chao is not a master who has the responsibility of teaching Feng Buhui, but a senior brother of the same school. Even if he is the senior brother of the head, it is impossible for the learning committee member to do something wrong, and he still has to take responsibility for the class leader, right?

Besides, Linghu Chao is too cruel - he is the leader of one of the six major sects in China, just say he will say he will!

It would be fine if you resigned from the position of head of Huashan Sect, but you would also have to go to the Himalayas to mourn others for three years!

It’s not possible for a son to do it, right?

The Huashan Sect will have to be closed for ten years. How much changes will the world change in the past ten years? Is it true that the Huashan Sect will not be able to get along?

They don’t understand Linghu Chao, but Zheng Zhiguo understands it.

Zheng Zhiguo stared at Linghu Chao for a while, and finally nodded slowly: "Minister Linghu, he is indeed very wise!"

"Thank you, General Zheng, for your accomplishment!" Linghu Chao quietly breathed a sigh of relief and then straightened his waist.

Does this mean that the martial arts world bow to the country? People in the martial arts world did not expect that it was so deep. They just felt a little heroic and short of breath. They even looked at the big-headed soldiers around them becoming tall...

Linghu Chao relieved the token of the head of the Huashan Sect [Gentleman Sword] on his waist and handed it to Yue Zijian: "You handed this sword to Xian Yuming, the leader of the Quan Sect. From today on, Xian Yuming will be the new head of the Huashan Sect!"

"Senior Brother, Master!" Yue Zijian took the Junzi Sword with both hands, and couldn't help but feel sad: I can do it too!

"I have decided, you don't have to persuade me!" Linghu Chao waved his hand and walked to Bei Long.

"This is Colonel Beilong, who was almost sealed by my Huashan traitor, Buhui's poisonous hand?" Linghu Chao bowed to Beilong with guilt and sincerity and clasped his fists: "I am guilty of Huashan! The colonel is also a martial arts practitioner. There is nothing to compensate you. Please accept this [Eight Immortal Pills]!"

"Hiss..." All the people in Huashan, including Yue Zijian, couldn't help but take a breath of air. Even those people in the martial arts world who had some knowledge were all breathing in the air.

"Brother, why do you all have toothache when you talk about the Eight Immortal Pills?"

"You know a chicken neck! Have you never heard of Baxianmaru? Have you never heard of Baxianmaru? Have you ever heard of Tieguai Li?"

"Isn't Tieguai Li one of the Eight Immortals? What does it have to do with the Eight Immortals Maple?"

"Have you heard of the alchemy of Tieguai Li Huashan? It is said that the Eight Immortal Pills were refined from the elixir recipe left by the Eight Immortals. They are the first-class healing saint of Huashan Sect! It's priceless! Who in the martial arts world has not been seriously injured? If there is an Eight Immortal Pill, it's equivalent to having one more life!"

"Hiss..." All the remaining martial arts people who did not take a breath of air were also made up.
Chapter completed!
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