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Mo Chou is dead, and someone has to be buried with her. This Quanzhen disciple is so loyal and righteous, he is the perfect person to be sent down to take care of Mo Chou.

No, that's not enough. Although this disciple is loyal and righteous, he lacks fame and his burial is not worthy of the bestowal. The Seven Masters of Quanzhen are renowned and can fill this gap.

Mo Chou is dead, and I no longer care about right or wrong.

She looked at the Seven Masters of Quanzhen, her eyes filled with deathly stillness. Silently, she picked up her longsword, ready to start the fight, but suddenly noticed that their expressions seemed off.

After stabilizing Sun Bu'er's injuries, the Seven Masters of Quanzhen exchanged glances. Facing Yang Zhichang, who was kneeling and admitting his mistake, Liu Chuxuan stepped forward and asked a question he hadn't considered before:

"Where did you get the divine fire thunder in your hand?"

Yang Zhichang was taken aback at first, then realized something was wrong.

Without giving him any time to think, Liu Chuxuan asked a series of questions:

"Three years ago, Liu Zhifei used his family's divine fire thunder to kill the notorious womanizer, Luan Ying Fei Cang, and became my disciple for his merit. However, he mysteriously disappeared a month later. Do you know where he went?"

“You and Liu Zhifei have always been close and had a close relationship. After he disappeared, I took you as my apprentice to fill his vacancy. I asked you about his whereabouts. Do you remember what he told me back then?”

"The Divine Fire Thunder is a family heirloom of Liu Zhifei, which he never lets go of. Only he knows how to use it. Why is it that you have this Divine Fire Thunder in your hands and you use it so skillfully?"

Liu Chuxuan's voice grew louder and louder:

“A year ago, I found Liu Zhifei’s remains in a secluded cave at the foot of Zige Peak. There were obvious signs of torture on his body.”

"Tell me, why did someone who said he couldn't stand the strict rules of the Quanzhen Sect and ran away with a woman die on Zige Peak? Why was he subjected to severe torture before his death?!"

Finally, he roared, "Yang Zhichang, answer me!!"

Lin Yunshuang remained silent. "We're at war, why the sudden change of plans? Can't we resolve internal conflicts after the fighting is over?"

However, I am indeed a bit curious, so I'll take a look.

Yang Zhichang trembled, his face full of panic: "Master, Master, everything I said is true! I found the Divine Fire Thunder, and I figured out how to use it on my own."

"I don't know why Junior Brother Liu Zhifei got into trouble. I really don't know! Maybe he encountered bandits? Or maybe the woman he eloped with betrayed him?"

"A liar's mouth!" Liu Chuxuan roared, his eyes filled with disappointment as he looked at Yang Zhichang.

"Coveting treasures, slaughtering fellow disciples, deceiving your teachers—what else wouldn't you do?"

Yang Zhichang kowtowed repeatedly: "Master, Master, please believe me, I really didn't kill Junior Brother Liu! I'm innocent!"

Seeing this, Lin Yunshuang silently threw away her sword again, deciding to watch the show first.

Yang Zhichang explained in succession, his words were very sincere, and Liu Chuxuan was also doubtful for a moment.

Seeing that Lin Yunshuang seemed to have no intention of making a move for the time being, Ma Yu secretly breathed a sigh of relief and suggested:

“I remember that before Liu Zhifei had his accident, he showed off not only the Divine Fire Thunder, but also something called the ‘Thousand-Mile Transmitter,’ which was extraordinary.”

"Why don't we go to Yang Zhichang's room and see if there's anything else or any evidence? One-sided statements are ultimately not reliable."

Now you know that one-sided accounts are not reliable?

Upon hearing this, Yang Zhichang jumped up in panic: "No, don't search my room!"

Your reaction suggests there might be erotic pictures hidden in the room.

Now, all seven disciples of Quanzhen frowned.

Liu Chuxuan was furious: "What are you afraid of if there's no problem? Send a few men to search!"

Several disciples on the perimeter immediately responded and were about to search the room.

Seeing that the situation was beyond control, Yang Zhichang gritted his teeth, his expression fierce, and pointed his pistol directly at his disciples.

"Not allowed to move!"

Ma Yu was shocked: "Yang Zhichang, what are you doing?!"

Searching your room is just a suspicion that you have something going on. If you're well hidden and they don't find anything, you won't be in any serious trouble.

By doing this, aren't you just confirming that you have a serious problem? Aren't you afraid we'll shoot you on the spot?

What could be more important than your life? Even if you really tortured Liu Zhifei to death, you didn't have to do this! You could have at least lived a few more days!

"I said don't move!"

boom!

Yang Zhichang went mad and actually shot and killed a fellow disciple who refused to believe in the evil spirits. Blood splattered on the faces of several people around him, causing them to go weak in the knees and almost lose control of their bladders.

Everyone exclaimed that Yang Zhi had gone mad and quickly sought cover to hide!

But this is a square, where are there so many bunkers?

"Yang Zhichang, you—" Liu Chuxuan roared, about to leap up and kill the traitor.

However, Yang Zhichang immediately turned his gun and pointed it directly at Liu Chuxuan's head, instantly calming him down.

"Yang Zhichang, don't make another mistake!"

Yang Zhichang, his face contorted with rage, laughed wildly, "You all forced me to this!"

His gaze swept left and right, trying to find an open space to leave the square, escape Chongyang Palace, and flee Zhongnan Mountain.

He immediately spotted the direction where Li Mochou's "corpse" and Lin Yunshuang were located. There was no one from Chongyang Palace there; it was very empty.

"Senior Lin, please step aside." He pointed his gun at Lin Yunshuang and slowly approached.

Lin Yunshuang's anger suddenly surged. "You killed my disciple, and now you're threatening me just to watch a show?"

I'll take you down with me!

Just then, from the direction of the Seven Masters of Quanzhen, Qiu Chuji, who had been silent all along, suddenly sprang into action. Taking advantage of Yang Zhichang's attention being focused on Lin Yunshuang, he used a secret technique to forcibly boost his power and unleash a burst of speed, striking Yang Zhichang's head with a palm!

"Heh, I've been on guard against you all along!" Yang Zhichang sneered, his fingers flying as he suddenly turned the gun and fired with a bang.

The shot was extremely swift; Qiu Chuji was caught off guard and was struck in the chest, falling to the ground.

"Junior brother!" "Senior brother!" "Master!" "Senior uncle!"

In an instant, all the Quanzhen disciples cried out in alarm. The six Quanzhen disciples were all filled with grief, but dared not move under Yang Zhichang's gun.

"Hahaha, you all saw that, didn't you? Qiu Chuji died easily at my hands. There's no one in this world I can't kill!"

"Get out of my way, all of you! You too, surnamed Lin!"

Lin Yunshuang was furious and gritted her teeth, but she had no choice but to obey orders and step back to make way for Yang Zhichang.

I was actually praising you just now! I must be blind!

The entire square, the entire Chongyang Palace, and the Ancient Tomb Sect all retreated in the face of Yang Zhichang at this moment.

Chapter 63 In short, I deeply regret it.

As Yang Zhichang passed by Li Mochou's "corpse," he subconsciously glanced at it.

Even in death, as a cold corpse, Li Mochou remained beautiful and captivating.

The pure white dress was stained red with blood, like a fairy wearing a wedding gown, adding a touch of delicate beauty and brokenness.

"Tsk, what a beauty. Even her corpse is so alluring. I really want to take her with me. But my own life is more important. If I take her, you might not be able to escape."

Yang Zhichang shook his head and sighed, then stepped over the corpse and was about to leave.

Long ago, he prepared a large kite on the edge of a cliff outside Chongyang Palace to escape in case of an incident, but he never expected to use it today.

I am grateful for the legacy left by my junior brother Liu, which has saved me from dire straits and kept me alive on several occasions.

I'll burn paper money for Junior Brother Liu in the future to express my gratitude for his great kindness!

pat.

Suddenly, a hand landed on his ankle and grabbed it.

Before he could react, the hand suddenly exerted force, dragging him to the ground by his ankle and pulling him backward violently!

After the previous battle, the square, paved with bluestone bricks, had long since crumbled and was covered with rubble.

Yang Zhichang was forced to slide on the ground. The gravel tore through his clothes, cut into and shredded his flesh, and countless fragments were embedded in it, causing him to scream in pain.

Suddenly, a beautiful yet cold, pale face appeared before him. A pair of eyes that should have been bright, sparkling, and moist were now staring blankly at Yang Zhichang.

"I died a terrible death! Give me back my life! I'll carve the word 'death' into your face!"

"Li, Li Mochou?!"

Yang Zhichang was startled, but he was not defeated by fear. He immediately raised his gun and aimed it at Li Mochou's ghostly face.

"Today I'll show you that the Divine Fire Thunder is extremely powerful and yang, and can overcome all demons and monsters!" He grinned maliciously, feeling that Li Gui had fallen into his hands today.

Listen to this name! It contains elements of god, fire, and thunder. Killing someone is a sure thing, but killing a ghost is truly foolproof!

"Li Mochou" grabbed the pistol, turned off the safety, crushed Yang Zhichang's finger bones, and took it from him. Her empty eyes were suddenly replaced by curiosity.

"Guns can be used for this? I've learned something new."

Bang!

She didn't get up at all. Instead, she lay on the ground and pressed a Heart-Shattering Palm against Yang Zhichang's chest. Despite the gunshot wound to her abdomen, she unleashed all her strength, as if afraid she wouldn't be able to kill him.

He almost shot her in the waist just now; it was extremely vicious and treacherous. Such a ruthless enemy must be killed with the utmost effort to show respect.

What was originally meant to shatter the heart was instead like a grenade hitting flesh when it struck Yang Zhichang's chest, sending him flying more than ten meters away and exploding in mid-air!

boom!

Yang Zhichang, who had been invincible for just two minutes, broke through the void with his martial arts prowess in full view of everyone and disappeared into the world.

Li Mochou coughed up blood, feeling that her remaining strength, which could have killed 3 more Qiu Chujis, was further depleted, leaving her only able to kill 2.9 Qiu Chujis.

This undoubtedly means she is one step closer to exhaustion and death, which is extremely dangerous.

Everyone: "..."

The scene fell silent. Everyone remained silent, their minds replaying the image of Yang Zhichang exploding.

This shocking method of murder was something no one had ever seen before, and they were at a loss for how to react.

"Cough cough, Master, Master..."

Suddenly, Li Mochou's weak voice rang out, repeatedly calling for her master.

They no longer have the strength to kill all seven disciples of Quanzhen, so they quickly put on a show and beg their master for protection, otherwise their fate today is uncertain.