C629 It Was a Good Name

The next moment, they appeared in front of Du Ziteng and Shen Jingbin. The daggers in their hands flashed. Without much effort, they pierced into Du Ziteng and Shen Jingbin's hearts, then spun and pulled. With countless pieces of flesh and blood, Du Ziteng and Shen Jingbin, the two criminals who committed heinous crimes, died before they could even make a sound.

The two men moved as fast as lightning, their movements neat and tidy. No one else had the time to stop them, even Dugu Wendao did not have the time to save them. It was only when Du Ziteng and Shen Jingbin fell to the ground that everyone came back to their senses. They saw that Du Ziteng and Shen Jingbin had been killed. They could not help but feel excited and happy.

Seeing his two subordinates being killed by the Daoist Priest in front of him, Dugu Wendao couldn't help but feel furious. Just as he was about to kill those two men to vent his anger and avenge Du Ziteng and Shen Jingbin in order to stabilize their hearts, suddenly, he felt an indescribably powerful Qi surge towards him. Dugu Wendao couldn't help but be shocked. He hurriedly used all his strength to defend himself, so how could he still have the energy and mood to kill those two men?

In order to prevent Dugu Wendao from suddenly wanting to take revenge and kill those two men, the Daoist Priest of Virtue forced out a fierce aura that firmly enveloped Dugu Wendao. Seeing Dugu Wendao's irresistible strength was peerlessly formidable, the Daoist Priest of Virtue couldn't help but exclaim in his heart. However, he faintly smiled and said: "Dugu Wendao, you don't have a blade in your hand right now, so how can you resist this humble Daoist? If you want to defeat this humble Daoist, it would be best to use your famous Dugu Blade! "

Dugu Wendao suddenly grinned hideously and said, "I do not have a blade in my hands, but I have a blade in my heart! My blade is not in my hands. Watch the blade! "With a shout, Dugu Wendao's right hand's five fingers formed a blade. With a shake of his wrist, his palm actually released a powerful blade energy. It suddenly slashed towards Daoist Priest Dao's chest.

Daoist Priest Dao could not help but feel slightly surprised when he saw this. "Hand blade? A heart knife? I didn't expect you to have already mastered the Heart Blade at such a young age, and your aura is so powerful. If there is time, this humble Taoist will not be your match. But now... Hmph! You'd better go to the side and cool down!"

As he spoke, Dugu Wendao had already slashed out 148 times, while Daoist Priest Dao had also transformed his palm into a blade. He had also slashed out a hundred and forty-eight times, and the blade and Dugu Wendao's palm and blade clashed head on with each other. The last blade suddenly exploded with energy, and actually forced Dugu Wendao to retreat twenty meters away.

The Daoist Priest of Virtue saw that Dugu Wendao had retreated, but didn't chase after him. He then said to the crowd below the stage, "I'm speaking in the name of justice, so that I can accept heroes from all sides and mobilize people from all sides. This humble Daoist will be conferred the title of General of True Lord Sect's army!"

Simple quickly stepped out from the crowd and bowed to the Daoist Priest of Virtue, "This subordinate accepts the order!"

The Daoist Priest of Virtue ignored the simple words and continued, "The Twelve Silver Immortals will be the personal guards of the General of the army!"

Simple returned to the team after bowing, and the Twelve Silver Immortals went forward to bow to the Daoist. The Daoist Priest of Virtue still ignored them and continued without a pause, "The Fan brothers lead and lead the left and right generals, obeying the orders of the Grand Marshal of the army. The rest of the posts will be announced by the Grand Marshal of the Army! "

Before the Daoist Priest of Virtue finished his words, the two Han men who had killed Du Ziteng and Shen Jingbin also stepped forward and bowed to the Daoist Priest of Virtue. They were the Fan brothers, Fan Bao and Fan Lang.

Seeing the Twelve Silver Immortals, Du Qi remembered briefly mentioning the Fan brothers at the same time that day. To be mentioned in such a solemn manner, the Fan brothers must have extraordinary abilities. Therefore, Du Qi thought that the simple mention of the Fan brothers was the Fan Tong and Fan Jian that he had seen in Maliu Town and Plum Blossom Temple. Now, when he saw the two of them come out and accept the order, he knew that his guess was wrong. Fan Liang and Fan Lang's skills might not be as profound as Fan Tong and Fan Jian's, but their movement techniques were strange. Their attacks were even more ruthless than Fan Tong's and Fan Jian's.

What Du Qi didn't understand was why he didn't see the Twelve Silver Immortals and the Fan brothers when they were dealing with him that day. Not to mention the Twelve Silver Immortals, but the Fan brothers had gone all out. He couldn't escape from their deadly attacks that day. Could it be that Simple didn't care about his life at all? He only cared about his status as a sinecure of the Camel Horse Gang?

Dugu Wendao was forced back by the Daoist Priest using the saber technique that he was proficient in, and he instantly felt his face being damaged. He did not have the time to think about it, and could no longer care about being powerful. Suddenly, he let out a strange cry. He suddenly waved his hand and actually retrieved the blade that had been thrown into Ren Dongming's body. With a shake of his wrist, an ordinary thick-backed machete actually let out a dragon's roar. As the blood mist and light flashed, Dugu Wendao wildly shouted, "Shameless old Daoist with mixed fur, go and dream about your Spring and Autumn dream!"

As he shouted, Dugu Wendao's machete once again shone brightly, and the sound of it echoed out. Just as it was about to reach the Daoist Priest of Dao and Virtue, a lovely laugh suddenly rang out, "Stop!"

This voice was clear and melodious, sweet and moving, as if a lover was whispering by his ear. However, it seemed to have endless charm. When Dugu Wendao heard it, he actually lost all of his energy. His blade was no longer able to slash at the Daoist Priest of Virtue; the Daoist Priest of Virtue seemed to have forgotten about Dugu Wendao's existence, and looked at where the voice came from in surprise.

This short word came from the foot of the mountain, but it ended on the high platform. Everyone looked over and saw a young nun standing on the outer side of Du Qi and Dugu Wendao, facing the Daoist Priest of Virtue from afar.

Everyone was shocked by the fast speed of the nun, and thought that it was some extraordinary expert who had come. However, when they saw that it was only an unfamiliar young nun, they couldn't help but feel slightly disappointed. Although they did not know the nun, Du Qi could recognize her. It turned out that the nun was the fake senior nun Cihang who entrusted Ma Yuxiao to him. It was just that she was a little surprised to see her here. He could not help but ask, "May I know how to address junior sister? What business do you have here?"

When they were discussing why they were being followed on their way to the capital, Ren Dongming had mentioned senior nun Cihang's demeanor. Although Du Qi immediately confirmed that what he saw was not senior nun Cihang, he had suspected that Ren Dongming had ulterior motives and lied several times afterwards. But now that Ren Dongming had died to save him, Du Qi naturally would not suspect Ren Dongming anymore. Only after confirming that this young nun in front of him was definitely not someone who wanted to harm senior nun did he ask this question.

As if it was a habit, the fake senior nun Cihang was still full of smiles, but her expression was cold and stern. A cold light flashed in her eyes as she firmly stabbed Du Qi's face and shouted, "Who is your junior sister? Don't be so cheeky here!"

As if she had killed Du Qi with her gaze, the fake senior nun Cihang withdrew her gaze from Du Qi. She turned to the Daoist Priest of Morals, Dugu Wendao, and the audience below the stage, and revealed a charming sweet smile before she started to talk. "Poverty is kind, and there is nothing else to say here. I just want to give you a word of advice. And I would like to invite you all to watch a good show! "

Listening to his kind words and looking at his kind expression, Du Qi could not help but feel a chill in his heart. He suddenly had an ominous premonition. It was clear that she had never come with good intentions. If she wanted to harm him, she could have done whatever she wanted that day. Why did she wait until now?