"Teacher Ouyang, I, I'm really sorry..."

Ma Tianxiong shook his head in pain: "Do you think our Ma family has not lost troops to deal with him?"

"A great master died tragically, and my deputy head of the family became a useless person."

"For this, we have lost all our face in front of the people of the world. We also want to peel him and get cramps and kill him quickly..."

"Enough! I don't want to listen to this nonsense anymore!"

The mysterious man in the cloak suddenly burst out with a deep roar of resentment, and his whole body was like an angry beast.

"What I need now is your sincerity!"

"If your Ma family doesn't have the ability to capture that bastard Lu Fan alive, then tell us where he is now and we will do it ourselves, so you won't have to get the Ma family!"

Standing next to the mysterious man in the cloak was a middle-aged man with a gloomy face. His temples were bulging high and his eyes were as cold as the cold winter of the twelfth lunar month.

Suddenly, the middle-aged man moved his footsteps and moved closer to Ma Tianxiong, his eyes showing fierce light!

Ma Tianxiong's expression was not at all concerned, and he looked at Meng Tianzun and Ouyang Honghai, sighing.

"Sir, please return." A woman who spoke extremely poorly in Chinese suddenly rang in the hall.

Next to the screen behind Ma Tianxiong, there was a bald woman in a black robe standing at some point. The tattoo covered the entire head from her neck, and even a ferocious dark blue color could be seen in her eyes!

She stood there quietly. Even the room was full of masters, no one knew when she appeared, as if she was always standing there, but she just didn't want others to pay attention.

"Whoever moves, whoever dies."

The tattooed woman's voice was extremely hoarse and gloomy, as if from Jiuyou, the evil ghost cried and howled.

The atmosphere of the meeting hall suddenly became extremely quiet. This was a kind of tranquility before the arrival of terror, making people feel dull and even breathing seemed to be almost forgotten.

"Hmph!" The middle-aged man with a bulging temple looked obviously dissatisfied. He looked at the tattooed woman standing next to the screen with a cold look.

"Forget it, we won't fight within the internal strife before we can take revenge." The man in the cloak shook his head.

He could feel the horror of a tattooed woman, at least, the people tied together in the room were no match for her.

"Teacher Ouyang, please don't doubt the sincerity of my Ma family. Well, I need to introduce it to you solemnly."

Ma Tianxiong stood up and looked at the tattooed woman behind him: "This one is famous in Southeast Asian wizarding world, known as the first sect of the surrendered master, the leader of the Salamen, the evil god-level surrendered master, Wan Taklin!"

Wan Taklin?

The Southwest Sect, led by Meng Tianzun, flashed a hint of doubt in his eyes when he heard this name. They had disciples living in Southeast Asia all year round, looking for scarce poisons, and seemed to have some impression of this name.

"Wan Taklin!"

Meng Tianzun's eyes were stunned, as if he had thought of the origin of this person!

"You, you even invited the evil god Wan Taklin to come here to deal with Lu Fan?"

After all, Meng Tianzun is the leader of the Chinese Ghost Medicine Sect of the Three Sects and One Sect, and the head of the largest medical sect in the southwest.

His vision and knowledge are much wider than others present.

Especially this Anhui Taklin! In the early years, there were many wildernesses in the southwest, with miasma and poisons everywhere. The living environment of the people was harsh and affected by miasma and poisons.

Then a group of doctors broke into these dangerous places alone, looking for ways to crack miasma and poisons, which was the prototype of the Ghost Doctor.

Even though the Ghost Medical Sect is known as one of the three sects and one sect, the experiences and notes recorded by the ancestors of these sects in the most dangerous places with poisonous substances and miasma are still retained in the ancient books of the sect. They have refined evil poison medical skills and become the treasure of the Ghost Medical Sect's sect.

Meng Tianzun himself is an extremely powerful expert in poison use. How could he have never heard of Wan Taklin, a great evil god-level wizard and poison master who is famous in Southeast Asia.

"Meng Tianzun, it's true that the evil god Wan Taklin, like us, regards Lu Fan as his life-and-death enemy. She came to Jinling this time because she received the news that Lu Fan would come to Jinling soon. This is the best opportunity for us to join forces to eliminate this son in one fell swoop."

Ma Tianxiong said with a smile: "I hope everyone here can abandon past grudges and work together to achieve our wish in the shortest time."

"You mean, after Lu Fan escaped from Jinling, he dared to come back?"

Meng Tianzun looked at Wan Taklin with gloomy eyes: "Can this news be taken seriously?"

"There is my blood puppet by my side, and his every move cannot escape my eyes."

Wan Taklin spoke in a hoarse voice: "And I have formulated a foolproof plan to siege and kill. The head of the Ma family promised to cooperate with me. I will let Lu Fan die in front of you in the cruelest way in the world."
Chapter completed!