Originally, Zhang Zhiwei did not want to be an enemy of Ding Shiman, but he did not expect that he would take the initiative to come to him this time. "Senior Tu, why did you come to this muddy water? Go back." Lin Yi looked at Tu Junfang standing in the Quanxing crowd, sighed and walked forward, trying to persuade Tu Junfang to leave. Lin Yi knew that Zhang Zhiwei came with a lot of anger this time. Even though he had said in advance that all the members of Quanxing would be handed over to him, he did not dare to guarantee whether Zhang Zhiwei could really stop in his anger. The members of Quanxing this time were all survivors who survived the invasion of Longhu Mountain. They were able to escape from the encirclement of Yunlong Taoist in Wudang Mountain, which shows that these Quanxing members are the backbone. Zhang Zhiwei went down the mountain this time not only to find Gong Qing to avenge Tian Jinzhong, but also to eliminate these enemies who had invaded Longhu Mountain, in order to commemorate the dead and injured disciples of Tianshi Mansion. "Little friend Lin, I appreciate your kindness. Quanxing has protected me for so long, and now it's time for me to take action. Otherwise, even if I, Tu Junfang, can survive, I will be stabbed in the back by others." Tu Junfang shook his head firmly and rejected Lin Yi's persuasion. He regarded Quanxing's protection as a favor, and at this moment he was willing to fight for Quanxing without any intention of retreating. "The Three Corpses Sutra has been passed to you. I have no worries in my heart at this moment, and I only hope that one thought will be clear." Tu Junfang said frankly, indicating that he had nothing to ask for. Then, he announced loudly: "Today, we, the thirteen people of Quanxing, will challenge you, the top master." His voice echoed on the grassland. Originally, there should be fourteen people coming to challenge, but unfortunately, the grave-crying man Xue Fan was killed by Lin Yi when he was in Longhu Mountain, so this time there were only thirteen people left to challenge Zhang Zhiwei.
After the voice fell, all the people of Quanxing clasped their hands and performed the exchange ceremony to Zhang Zhiwei. However, there are two ways for Quanxing people to hold their fists, one is to hold the left hand on top, and the other is to hold the right hand on top. Those who hold their left hand on top, such as Ding Shiman and Tu Junfang, aim to exchange and learn, and their attitude is humble and sincere. This way of holding the fists conveys their respect and reverence for Zhang Zhiwei, and also shows that the main purpose of their trip is to seek guidance from a master. Those who hold their right hand on top have obvious provocation and demonstration. Zhang Zhiwei's eyes swept over these people one by one, and he had already made up his mind. As the afterglow of the sunset gradually disappeared behind the horizon, the night fell quietly, and the Xilin grassland was decorated with starlight and moonlight like a poem and a painting. Zhang Zhiwei, the top Taoist master, stood quietly in the center of the grassland. He wore a green Taoist robe, with his hands behind his back, and his face was calm and composed. Although everyone in Quanxing was arrogant, they had to restrain their arrogance in front of Zhang Zhiwei. Finally, a burly Quanxing master couldn't help but jump out of the crowd. He was as swift as the wind and went straight to Zhang Zhiwei. However, just when the master was about to touch Zhang Zhiwei, Zhang Zhiwei moved. Zhang Zhiwei slapped out lightly. This palm seemed plain and ordinary, without any fancy movements and majestic palm wind. I saw a flash of golden light, accompanied by a muffled sound, and the Quanxing master flew out instantly as if he was hit by a giant hammer. He drew a long arc in the air, and then fell heavily to the ground, raising a cloud of dust. "Everyone, come together to deal with the old master. Going alone is just suicide." With this shout, the remaining Quanxing members pressed forward one after another. They joined forces to attack, trying to suppress Zhang Zhiwei with the advantage of numbers. Zhang Zhiwei's figure flashed again. Every time he appeared, he was accompanied by a palm strike. Between the flashes of golden light, a Quanxing master was defeated.
His speed was so fast that people could not see his figure clearly. They could only see golden light passing through the night sky, accompanied by the sound of Quanxing masters falling to the ground. In just ten seconds, the originally arrogant Quanxing masters were defeated one by one by Zhang Zhiwei, lying on the ground groaning in pain. But Zhang Zhiwei stood there calmly, as if he had just done something insignificant. "Quanxing Acting Master, Gong Qing, pays homage to the old Tianshi." With this respectful greeting, Gong Qing's figure appeared from the darkness. Zhang Zhiwei glanced at Gong Qing who suddenly appeared: "You finally appeared, I thought you wouldn't come." As he said, Zhang Zhiwei loosened his hand that was tightly grasping Ding Shian's neck. Ding Shian, who lost his support, fell to the ground in an instant and fell unconscious. "Everyone has his own responsibility. As the acting head of Quanxing, I must solve the problems that have arisen." Gong Qing's tone was firm. He shook his head and did not explain his previous actions in detail. Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, he resolutely took out a knife and stabbed it into his heart. "I, Gong Qing, accept Master Tian's life." As he said this, he knelt down heavily in front of Zhang Zhiwei. This kneeling seemed to be a confession of his own behavior and a mourning for Tian Jinzhong. Whether it was a coincidence or intentional, the direction in which Gong Qing knelt was exactly the direction of Longhu Mountain. Perhaps, deep in Gong Qing's heart, he really didn't want to kill Tian Jinzhong, but Tian Jinzhong was unwilling to reveal even a little bit until his death in order to protect Zhang Huaiyi's secret. Zhang Zhiwei watched this scene quietly, with a hint of complex emotions in his eyes. He did not stop Gong Qing, perhaps this was the consequence he thought Gong Qing should bear. "Okay, leave the rest to me." Lin Yi stepped forward and brought the battle to an end. [Kill the six thieves Qingdao, and obtain of the source of the world. Now, a total of of the source of the world has been obtained] [Kill Wu Lai, the six thieves of all genders, and obtain of the source of the world. Now, a total of of the source of the world has been obtained] [Kill Quanxing Huanglin, obtain of the source of the world, and now obtain a total of of the source of the world] 【Obtain Blue Treasure Box·6】 Except for Ding Jian'an and Tu Junfang, Lin Yi showed no mercy to the other Quanxing members, and all the remaining Quanxing members were killed in Lin Yi's hands. After cleaning up the battlefield, Lin Yi walked up to Lu Jin and bowed deeply as a junior. With a trace of apology and helplessness on his face, he said, "Uncle Lu, I may not be able to go back with you." Lu Jin looked at Lin Yi in front of him, his eyes couldn't help but turn red. His heart was full of regret and reluctance. It was not easy for the Trinity Sect to have such an outstanding youngster. It was a pity that Lu Jin was useless and could not keep Lin Yi. He knew that this farewell might be an eternal farewell. The other ten people also looked at Lin Yi with regretful eyes. They knew that after this trip, Lin Yi would never enter the Central Plains again in his life. Xilin Grassland itself is near the national border. If Lin Yi wants to leave, no one can stop him. What's more, Zhang Zhiwei is here. If someone really dares to attack Lin Yi, Zhang Zhiwei will be the first to stop him. Everyone knows this.
"Everyone, I'll see you later." After Lin Yi left a message, he waved to Lu Jin and his group, turned around and disappeared into the vast night of Xilin Grassland. His figure gradually faded away, eventually turning into a small dot and disappearing from sight. After walking for a few minutes, Lin Yi stopped and took out the [Energy Inhibitor] he had purchased from the epidemic doctor in his personal space. "I originally thought this thing could be used, but I didn't expect that it ended up being just a decoration." This [Energy Inhibitor] was actually prepared by Lin Yi for Zhang Chulan. In the guide given by Adam, there was a guy from the brigade who made too much noise and somehow triggered the consciousness of Master Ziyang, causing him to wake up from the Nascent Soul in Zhang Chulan's body. Adam happened to be on Longhu Mountain at that time. Fortunately, Zhang Zhiwei was there, so the other party did not dare to invade rashly. However, this time Zhang Chulan did not appear to be captured by the consciousness of Ziyang Zhenren. Therefore, the [Energy Inhibitor] in Lin Yi's hand has never been put to use. As long as this medicine is injected into Zhang Chulan's body, it can suppress the Nascent Soul in his body. By then, even if Ziyang Zhenren appears, Lin Yi will have enough means to deal with it. "Paradise, submit the main mission to return." [The main mission is completed (5/8), and you are eligible to return. 】 With a sound of return, Lin Yi's figure disappeared into the world beneath one person. Hello readers, I understand that you may not be particularly interested in the plot of the derivative world, but here, I still want to ask for your support for the previous content. As we all know, Qidian’s current requirement for full attendance is 500 subscriptions, but the number of subscriptions for this book has been hovering around 400, making it difficult to break through this level. For a great writer, a thousand and five dollars for perfect attendance may not be a big deal, but for someone like me, this money really takes up a large part of my income. In fact, the manuscript of this book has long since disappeared. The author spent six or seven hours of hard work coding out the daily updates of 10,000 words. Among the many paradise fanfics, there are really very few who can insist on updating 10,000 words on time every day like me. The author is also trying his best to correct the issues raised by everyone, but writing skills cannot be improved overnight, so I ask for your understanding. The next world is a war world. Readers who like to watch Contractors' battles can wait for the next world. Originally, there was a team fight in Tongtian Valley under one person, but later it was discovered that there was a problem with the outline information. It had to be a one-person operation. The author hereby apologizes to all readers and promises that this kind of problem will never occur in the future. Finally, the author would like to ask everyone for a subscription and a monthly pass. Every subscription and every monthly ticket you receive is a great support and encouragement to me. Here, the author would like to thank all readers.
