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Why is that? While everyone was still in shock, they saw a black shadow flash past them and disappear into the night. It was as fast as lightning and had the appearance of a ghost.

"Who are you?" Wu Liuqing drew his sword and shouted into the dark.

"Humph!" I had thought that the five great sects were nothing special, but it turns out that they just like to fight internally! " A voice filled with disdain drifted over from afar.

"What did you say?"

When he raised his sword, he was stopped by Yuan Tong. Yuan Tong then clasped his hands and said to Wu Liuqing, "Amitabha, Sect Leader Wu, please do not be impatient. Currently, that person is in the shadows and we are in the light.

This man came without a trace, and his qinggong was rather deep. He was extremely similar to the number one apostle of the Withering Sword Palace — Shadow Devil, but Shadow Ghost would not speak. From this, it could be seen that this man was not Shadow Devil, then who was he?

Among all the people present, perhaps only Yu Wu Hen knew this person's background. Yu Wu Hen was very familiar with this voice, because this person was the one who killed the Wisdom Master, destroyed the Dharma Temple, and even brought the blame upon him. Now that he repeated the same thing in the Sacred Assembling Pavilion and also wanted to push the responsibility of killing Daoist Zixi onto his own shoulders, but he had never met this person in his entire life and did not have any grudges with him, why did he have to go against him time and time again?

First, let's not talk about the purpose of Yin Luohong's visit. If we were to talk about the village of Ying Head, why would those Qilins pretend to be the Karakorum Sword League? What were their intentions? Was it also just a coincidence that he met Su Su on the Jade Emperor Mountain? Including why Yin Luohong's tombstone coincidentally appeared on Jade Emperor Mountain, all of this seemed to be an accident but at the same time, it seemed like a deliberate arrangement.

"Yes, deliberately." Thinking about it, Yu Wu Hen's eyes lit up, "Since you are pretending to be the Karakorum sect, then why are you revealing the unique ornaments of the Qilin Group in front of me? Because they want me to know, if I find out that someone is pretending to be the Karakorum sect and is going to look for Daoist Zixi in the Sacred Assembling Pavilion, only then will I be able to achieve my goal of bringing disaster upon me. And when I arrived at the Jade Emperor Mountain, when I was almost at my son's place, at this late hour, there are still women in the forest paying respects to an old friend.

It seems that someone wants to use the power of the five great sects to get rid of me, because my existence is a threat to that person behind the scenes, because my existence will make it difficult for him to make a move in the Martial Arts Competition. Thinking about it this way, only the Hundred Herbs Palace will covet the Martial Arts Competition, this person is very ambitious, and always wants to dominate it.

As he thought about this, he suddenly heard a terrified shout coming from the crowd:

"Oh my god! Monster, there's a monster here! "

The frightened voices continued to spread out, and at this time, the disciples of the Karakorum were in a mess, fleeing in all directions, not caring about avenging their Master.

"Hahaha …" Want to flee? It's not that easy! "

The one who spoke was none other than the green-robed daoist who had been nailed to the tree earlier. At this moment, the green-robed daoist looked completely out of place, as if he was a beast. Countless tentacles stretched out from his body, like an octopus. The thick and solid tentacles wantonly lashed and tore at the crowd, and one could see the torn pieces of flesh everywhere on the ground.

During this short period of time, the disciples of the Kunlun Sect had turned into horned monsters just like the azure-robed Daoist.

"Junior Master Sheng!" Junior Master Sheng! " The Daoist letter called out to the green-robed cultivator with a look of disbelief and muttered to himself, "How can this be? How did Martial Uncle Sheng become like this? "

"He is no longer Martial Uncle Shengyu."

Dao Chen said.

"Then... Then who is he? "Who turned him into this?"

Right at this moment, a thick tentacle shot straight towards Daoxin. Daochen's eyes were sharp, and he quickly used it to propel himself into the air.

"Let me answer you." Dao Chen extended his head towards the Daoist letter and whispered in his ear, "The Martial Uncle Shengyu you know is long dead. Right now, he is not a human at all, but a demon."

"Ah!?" When Dao Xin heard these words, he looked at Dao Chen in shock, "Are you saying that Martial Uncle Sheng has become a demon?"

"Hng hng, not bad." Dao Chen's expression changed. He hugged the letter tightly and smiled sinisterly, "That's right. He is already a demon, just like me."

The moment he said this, Dao Xin was even more flabbergasted. However, before he could even react, he felt a sharp pain from his entire body. Countless tentacles shot out from Dao Xin's body and stabbed into his body.

"Hum, hum, hum. Junior apprentice-brother Daoxin, it's a bit too late for you to know."

"You … Just what in the world... "Exactly …" Dao Xin widened his eyes in terror as he looked at Dao Chen. He originally wanted to struggle, but it was already too late. His body could no longer move.

"Do you know how Master died?" It was the West Heaven that was sent to him by that bowl of oolong tea. What Sect Leader of the Karakorum, you don't even know if there's poison in the tea?

Daochen spoke with a strange tone, "Before long, the entire martial arts world will be ours. Hahahaha …"

As if he still wanted to say something, Daochen gave a loud roar and a dozen more tentacles burrowed out of his body. One of them pierced through the head of the Dao-letter and mucus seeped out from the tentacles, and very quickly, Daoxin's body was dissolved by the mucus released from the tentacles.

At this moment, the whole hall was shrouded in terror. Countless disciples of the five sects were killed by the strange man with multiple horns.

The five major sects' leaders had been fighting with those strange people with multiple horns for a long time. They tried their best to not gain the upper hand and instead sent themselves into a dangerous situation. If this were to continue, it was likely that before the Martial Arts Competition had even begun, the five great sects would have already disappeared from the martial arts world.

"Young Hero Yu, don't just stand there, come help us quickly!" Wu Liuqing urged anxiously.

Yu Wu Hen frowned deeply. Back then, he had fought with the disciples of the Dharma Idol at the Dharma Idol, and at that time, he had treated the corpses of all the monks of the Dharma Idol like dolls, and fortunately, Yu Wu Hen managed to break out with his' Cloud Spreading Palm '. But today, he could not use' Cloud Spreading Palm 'anymore, because these disciples were not monk corpses, so the' Cloud Spreading Palm 'was powerful, and once it was used, the entire Jade Emperor Mountain might not exist anymore.

"These strange people with multiple horns are just some arcane skills used by the person in the dark. There's no use in fighting with inner strength." Yu Wu Hen said to the crowd.

"Ah?!"

Hearing Yu Wuhen's words, the leaders of the four sects were all shocked.