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After Xie Daoran communicated with Zhang Fengnian, the sword master and others, he retreated to the mourning hall.

This time, with the help of Xie Daoran, a large number of people from the Batian Palace pretended to be disciples of the Medicine King Valley and sneaked into the Medicine King Valley.

There are many disciples in Yaowang Valley, and they are distributed all over the world. Many of them do not know each other.

Therefore, no one would notice that there were many more people in Yaowang Valley out of thin air today.

Returning to the mourning hall, Xie Daoran looked around at the situation. It was almost time, and immediately walked towards the saint.

As soon as he arrived at the saint's side, the saint's cell phone suddenly vibrated. Xie Daoran heard the whining sound, so he paid attention and looked at the saint.

The saint took out her mobile phone and saw that the caller ID was from Chu Chen. She immediately answered the call: "Hello, Chu Chen."

Xie Daoran pricked up his ears and eavesdropped on the saint's call.

"Master, I was stuck on the road and may have to wait a little longer."

Chu Chen's voice came.

The saintly girl immediately frowned and said worriedly: "Why is there a traffic jam on the road? You have to be careful."

"I know, Master, you should pay attention too."

"Well, the funeral is about to start here, hang up first."

The saint finished speaking and hung up the phone.

Xie Daoran heard the call between the saint and Chu Chen. Although he couldn't hear what Chu Chen said, he could judge from the saint's words that Chu Chen was blocked and could not arrive in time, and he couldn't help but feel secretly proud in his heart.

But he pretended to be concerned and said: "Why, Chu Chen can't come?"

The saint turned back and said, "Uncle Master, there is a traffic jam at Chu Chen's place, so we may have to be late."

Xie Daoran said hypocritically: "Then let's wait for him?"

The saint said: "No need, let's get started."

Xie Daoran nodded, then turned around and ordered the funeral to begin, with a cold light flashing in his eyes.

There was a local sound.

Bells rang in Yaowang Valley.

Originally, the funeral was going to be held today, and some respected core personnel in the Yaowang Valley would first deliver memorial speeches, but as the bells rang, the funeral was held.

In the mourning hall, countless Yaowanggu disciples dressed in white and wearing linen and mourning stood up, and each of them took off the white cloth on their heads and took off their white clothes, revealing their true colors.

All of them were fierce and murderous.

The disciples of Yaowang Valley were immediately shocked and shouted: "You are not my disciples of Yaowang Valley. Who are you and what do you want to do?"

Before he finished speaking, two people walked out of the back passage, one tall and one short, with very different temperaments. The tall one was Zhang Fengnian, holding a long sword, with an immortal air and a distinguished temperament.

The short body was wrapped tightly, only the eyes were exposed, and the murderous look in their eyes was exposed.

In terms of momentum, the two are different, but equally matched.

Saw Zhang Fengnian appear.

Xie Daoran immediately pointed at Zhang Fengnian and shouted: "Zhang Fengnian, our Yaowang Valley and your Chunyang Sect's wells are not in conflict with each other. What do you want to do by bringing people to my Yaowang Valley?"

Zhang Fengnian held his sword, looked down at the audience, and sneered: "Then Chu Chen is your disciple of Yaowang Valley, right? He killed my son, and now you tell me that the water in the well does not harm the river? Xie Daoran, today I, Zhang Chunyang, will avenge my son. , bloodbath your Yaowang Valley, leaving no chickens or dogs in your Yaowang Valley!"

As he spoke, he flicked his thumb, and the long sword rose into the sky. He reached out to catch it, and then slashed it down.

The nearest Yaowang Valley disciple had his throat cut on the spot and fell down holding his neck.

Xie Daoran pretended to be angry, raised his palms, and wanted to step forward to fight Zhang Fengnian. However, he took a step forward, immediately covered his chest, sat down, pointed at Zhang Fengnian and cursed: "Zhang Fengnian, you are also a great master after all. , to be so despicable, using poison!"

When the other Medicine King Valley disciples heard Xie Daoran's words, their expressions changed greatly and they began to circulate their Qi.

With this luck, they all screamed and fell down.

Most of the people turned pale for a moment, and some even foamed at the mouth.

The saint was frightened. She stood up and wanted to do some exercises. She suddenly felt dizzy, her limbs were limp, and she sat down on the ground.

Xie Daoran even pretended to be extremely angry and insulted Zhang Fengnian in various ways.

"Hahaha!"

Zhang Fengnian heard Xie Daoran's voice, his facial expression distorted, and he laughed even more.

"Despicable and shameless? This is not a competition in the ring. What kind of rules are there? Today, I, Zhang Fengnian, came here to take revenge, not to compete with you Yaowang Valley."

"If you want to blame today, you can only blame Chu Chen! He killed my son, and the account will be settled justly on you, Yao Wang Gutou!"

"Take them all for me. If anyone resists, they will be killed without mercy!"

Zhang Fengnian immediately shouted sharply.

"Yes, Headmaster Zhang!"

Zhang Fengnian came to Shuzhou and took over the command of the Tyrant Palace. It was not that the swordsman was inferior to him, but that the swordsman didn't like to talk much and didn't want to deal with unnecessary things.

The swordsman has only two goals, to kill Chu Chen and seize the saint!

When Xie Daoran heard the response from the people around him in the Batian Palace, he acted out the whole scene, and immediately pretended to be angry and wanted to rush forward and fight Zhang Fengnian.

Swish!

Zhang Fengnian pointed his sword directly at Xie Daoran's throat, then kicked Xie Daoran to the ground, and then said solemnly: "Xie Daoran, do you want to die?"

When the saint saw this scene, she immediately shouted anxiously: "Don't hurt my uncle!"

After saying that, he even ignored the fact that he was poisoned and wanted to go to the rescue.

When the swordsman saw the saint taking action, his eyes sparkled, and two words came out between his teeth: "Saint." With a display of his body, he turned into a phantom and grabbed the saint.