The speaker was furious on the spot: "Fang Ying, are you unable to trust us? Or are you insulting us?"

Fang Ying sneered, "Insult you? Are you worthy? Don't think that you did everything to frame your senior brothers and get the position of the leader. People are doing it, God is watching, be careful that retribution will come to you!"

The man's face suddenly turned pale, and he couldn't even say a word when he stood there.

Fang Ying raised her hand and pointed at another person and said, "And you, it's okay that the sycamore tree you planted in the yard? Under the tree, has that person waited for you for so many years but hasn't he found you?"

"Nonsense!" Although the man was refuting Fang Ying, he seemed to be inconfident.

Fang Ying didn't even look at the other party, and turned around again and said, "And you, is your daughter's blood steamed bun delicious? How did she die? You should know better than anyone else, right?"

"Xuanwuzhuang..." Fang Ying had just shouted out the three words "Xuanwuzhuang", and Xuanwuzhuang shouted sternly: "Fang Ying was possessed by ghosts and gods, kill me!"

"Kill--" The two sects who had just been named by Fang Ying jumped out first and rushed straight to the team of Shifangxuan. The other sects joined the battle group without hesitation.

The filth in the world is almost everywhere, and no one dares to pat his chest and shout that he is a "righteous gentleman" when the night is quiet. But there is still a face in front of others.

It doesn’t matter whether Fang Ying is possessed by ghosts and gods. What’s important is that they cannot let Fang Ying tell her own story.

With the swords and swords at the same time, Shifangxuan's disciples flew with blood and flesh, but Fang Ying stepped back to the crowd step by step, shouting at the top of her lungs: "Xuanwuzhuang betrayed the Taoism back then, which attracted evil ghosts to slaughter the three major sects. The person who took action was the Lord Huang Zhuang in front of you. If you don't believe it..."

"Kill--" The owner of Huang made a long roar without waiting for Fang Ying to finish his words, and forced Fang Ying's voice to suppress Fang Ying's voice. Other masters took advantage of the situation and rushed towards Shifangxuan. After just a few encounters, five or six cold sword tips stabbed into Fang Ying's body at the same time. The owner of Xuanwu even raised his sword and slashed Fang Ying's head away.

After rolling a few rounds on the ground, Youran sneered, "What's the use of killing her? Can anyone here tell you your secrets, how many people can you kill? Will you kill everyone?"

The voice of ghosts and gods sneered declined, and someone's weapons fell to the ground. Fang Ying's words were like five thunderbolts to them.

There is someone talking, they can attack him, and everyone is talking?

The owner of Xuanwu Manor said in a deep voice: "Everyone, I think it's better to let him tell all those lies! As long as we don't believe it, who can throw dirty water on us?"

The words of the Master Xuanwu Manor couldn't help but illuminate everyone's eyes.

What they are afraid of is being caught by others, but if someone else is caught by them, everyone doesn’t have to be afraid. At worst, they just give up their disciples.

Someone immediately agreed and said, "It's right. People are not afraid of shadows. I want to see what these ghosts and gods can make up?"

At this time, a disciple of a sect suddenly spoke, "Since you asked me to say it, then I will say it, let's start with Xuanwu Village?"

The man opened his mouth and shook all the secrets of each sect. Although the heads of each sect sneered repeatedly, the smile was extremely unnatural, especially the murderous intent in his eyes, which was almost unconcealed.

As soon as the man finished speaking, the owner of Xuanwu Manor said coldly: "Have you finished speaking?"

"Not yet!" the man smiled and said, "I still have the last person's secret to not telling it!"

"Say! Let's continue!" The eyes of the owner of Xuanwu Manor had bloodshot, and the murderous aura was rising again.

The man said lightly: "What I want to tell you is that there is a group of people here. The leader is Wu Wen."

The man's words were like pouring a basin of cold water on the heads of several leaders, which was enough to make people suddenly feel a little shocked.

The hairs on my neck also stood up.

The owner of Xuanwu Manor shouted loudly: "Where is Wu Wen?"

"It's there!" The man stretched out his hand and pointed in the direction of the secret room: "He heard what I just said clearly! Are you still upright and not afraid of the shadow slanting?"

The owner of Xuanwu Manor turned his head and looked at the secret room. A statue of ghosts and gods suddenly exploded from the inside out. The stones that collapsed into the sky turned into wisps of black smoke before they even landed on the ground and dissipated in the air. Immediately afterwards, the statues of ghosts and gods in the tomb exploded from left to right, and the entire tomb room was instantly shrouded under the smoke.

When dozens of sect warlocks turned around in the mist at the same time, their eyes were slightly bloody. At first glance, they looked like a group of evil ghosts from the underworld staring at the secret room where we were hiding.

Be careless!

I thought I had played with masters of art and ghosts between my palms. In fact, the only ones who were deceived were the sects of art and gods who wanted to rob the enemy were not trying their best. They were not worried or controlled by Lu Er'er, but they were all waiting for the best time to launch a fatal blow.

Their opportunity has come!

If I was right, the person who brought those warlocks in was not Mr. Jin at all, but a ghost who protected them and returned to the ghost's nest.

The ghost and god used the same method as me - to incite opponents to fight each other. However, he targeted me and the Shudao Sect.

There are no two Nine Gods in this tomb. The nine statues behind me are real, and the statues outside are illusions created by humans. That illusion is enough to make all of us wonder.

The other party repeatedly delayed time, one was to force Lu Er's out, and the other was to prepare a trap for me.

The other party just used a little trick, which made me dare not act rashly, but he took the opportunity to reveal the foundation of the seven sects. When he threw my position out, even if the seven sects were thrown away, they had to find a way to keep me in this tomb.

Xiaozhou pulled out a short knife from his body: "Wu Wen, be careful!"

I said in a deep voice: "Don't worry, the door of the secret room has not opened yet, and maybe it can still block them."

As soon as I finished speaking, a sound of iron chains breaking came from behind me.

The Nine Gods Town Coffin in the Secret Room was also opened!

When I suddenly turned around, the second iron chain exploded. This time, I could see clearly that the chain in the hands of the ghost and god puppet was not automatically untied, but was broken from the middle by some external force. I even saw how the broken iron chain flew into the air.

As the warlock outside approached the secret room, the third iron chain broke according to the sound...
Chapter completed!