Although the Hidden Sword Sect is a very small sect and a very inequality sect, its disciples also know that good and evil are incompatible, and evil demons cannot walk through the crooked way.

But at this moment, their master clearly escaped into the evil path and refined things like blood corpses.

However, Zhenren Xuanming was indifferent. He seemed to have expected the expressions of his disciples in the sect. This was the first time he had been refining zombies for so long that he had summoned them publicly.

"Dear disciples, I have refined blood corpses as my master, but this is also to strengthen my sect's strength. Everyone knows that most of the martial arts of the Hidden Sword Sect are very obscure and difficult to understand. Many disciples have not achieved much success in their entire lives. The same is true for being a teacher. The martial arts of the Hidden Sword Sect cannot be practiced to the extreme. When I was traveling around the world, I found the method of refining zombies. I have used it now and have achieved some success. Now I can deal with Lynch, and it is even more relaxed and easy." Zhenren Xuanming explained very openly, without any concealment, as if it should be.

The disciples looked at each other, and as their master said, the Hidden Sword Sect had been in decline for too long.

Perhaps, Zhenren Xuanming was also helpless, and they hesitated and struggled for a while, but finally accepted it.

After all, this is also a critical moment to deal with Lynch. If there are no secret weapons, it is really difficult to deal with Lynch.

After killing Lynch, everyone can evenly divide the treasures on him. Everyone will have a lot of benefits at that time. This does not conflict with their master practicing evil skills.

Anyway, everyone is for the treasures on him.

"Master, then please kill Guardian Lin now."

"That's right, it's important to kill Guardian Lin first. I support your master."

"No matter what the master is, you are still our master. Come and get the treasures of the Protector Lin."

These disciples shouted one by one.

Lynch just saw it and felt cold in his heart. It was really a matter of human heart. In order to get the treasures on him, these disciples were really not distinguished between good and evil, and were willing to collude with their master.

After glanced at the blood corpse, Lynch suddenly noticed some familiar fluctuations. He was shocked, recalled it and said in surprise: "Zheng Ming, when I was in the capital before, I encountered a zombie. Did you refine it?"

"Beijing?" Zhenren Xuanming was stunned for a moment, suddenly widened his eyes and said, "Boy, have you seen the ghost king I refined?"

"It turns out that the Ghost King challenged in Xue Ziyi's lower boxing ring that day was refined by you, Zhenren Xuanming. It's a coincidence!" Lynch laughed.

Before he set out to Kunlun Mountain, he had met Xue Ziyi of the Banyue Sect, and Xue Ziyi took him into the underground boxing ring and saw a ghost king like a zombie.

Lynch personally took the stage and challenged the Ghost King. Finally, he discovered a wisp of residual soul on the Ghost King's body and destroyed it.

But Lynch didn't expect that the person who controlled the Ghost King was Xuanming Zhenren!

"Boy, it's just you who destroyed my Ghost King and wiped out a strand of my residual soul, right?" Xuan Ming's fist clenched and clattered.

The Ghost King was refined by his whole life and added a wisp of his residual soul.

Now that the residual soul is erased, the Ghost King cannot control it, so that Zhenren Xuanming is now seriously injured, even the three souls and seven spirits are not healthy, which has also affected his lifelong achievements.

"Yes, that Ghost King was killed by me. I have wiped out a wisp of residual soul on it. I am just about to settle the score with you!" Lynch snorted coldly.

This kind of evil technique of controlling corpses is contrary to the laws of nature, and Lynch will never allow others to control the body of the deceased at will.

"Hahaha, boy, I think you are too confident? You are still settled with me now?" Xuan Ming Zhenren laughed and said, "I think I should settle the score with you."

"Zheng Ming, you are really guilty. There is one more thing, Gongbu, is he dead at your hands, right?" Lynch asked suddenly.

He found Gongbu's corpse in the forest near the Hidden Sword Gate, almost being thrown into the wilderness, and there were traces of being gnawed on the corpse. Apart from the blood corpse of Zhenren Xuanming, Lynch really couldn't have imagined that anyone else could do it.

"Kumbo, are you talking about that ordinary villager?" Xuanming Zhenren said disdainfully: "The life of such people is like an ant. There is anything worth mentioning. I will kill as much as I want!"

Lynch's face was calm, and the silver needle in his hand was filled with some true energy, but his true energy was chaotic and could not reach the level of the bone-breaking needle before.

Now I'm constantly chatting with Zhenren Xuanming, and I actually want to delay for a while.

But Master Xuanming then discovered Lynch’s thoughts, and he hurriedly shouted: “Boy, stop talking nonsense. Now take care of yourself. Disciples, follow my blood corpse and go with me!”

"Yes!" Seeing this, these disciples followed the blood corpse and launched an attack on Lynch again.

I saw Zhenren Xuanming pinching his hands, and the blood corpse let out a terrifying low roar and bit Lynch's neck frantically.

Lynch's expression changed drastically. The blood corpse was extremely fast, even at the same time as a cultivator of his realm.

But now Lynch is not as good as his true energy, it is really difficult.

He gritted his teeth and bounced the silver needle on his hand out.

call out!

The silver needle undoubtedly shot the blood corpse.

The disciples behind changed their faces. They thought the silver needle was about to fly out. If so, their disciples would suffer a lot of casualties.

I was just surprised that this silver needle did not penetrate the blood corpse, and the true energy on the silver needle was not as strong as before.

A loud bang came.

The shoulder of the needle in the blood corpse was shaken out of a big hole, and blood mist flew.

But that's all.

This silver needle is not that scary, and it turns the blood corpse into blood mist in the sky.

But even so, the lack of a shoulder of the blood corpse also made Zhenren Xuanming scream in distress. He spent a lot of energy to refine the blood corpse. If one piece is missing, it would have to waste his several years of work to repair it, and the price would be quite high.

"Kill, kill me! Why are you all standing there? Kill Lynch!" Zhenren Xuanming shouted with red eyes.

The other disciples felt the changes of Lynch the most intuitively. Now Lynch seems not as strong as before.

"Master Lin, there is no true energy!"

"Yes, Guardian Lin has been infected with the love medicine. The effect of the medicine has now been exerted in his body. He is just holding on."

"Now he doesn't have much strength anymore, so soon the Guardian Lin will no longer be able to do it. This is the best chance to kill him!"

"Go! Kill the head of the Protector Lin!"

While yelling, the disciples seemed to have seen something, pulled out their long sword and headed straight for Lynch's neck.
Chapter completed!