Yang Fei rushed into the crowd from the altar, and with a sweep of the hall, the three or four people he landed on fell into a rolling gourd.Taking advantage of the chaos, Yang Fei blended into the crowd.Originally, he could have left just like that, but he happened to encounter the anger of the co-workers and killed a Tianwu clansman.Yang Fei was willing to let go of this opportunity, he played the function of a super-stirring stick, and forcibly pushed the Gonggongmen and Tianwumen into the abyss of fire.How did Gonggong and Tianwu know that whether it was the provocative guy among the Gonggong people, or the person who was insulting and poisonous among the Tianwu people, so that the person who shot first was Yang Fei's true colors.Seeing that the two sides were moving, and there were countless casualties, this guy smiled crookedly, covered his mouth and turned around and ran.All the sentry and vigilance forces have been attracted by the small firefights in the square.Yang Fei rushed to the back mountain with almost no effort, and still returned to the secret room where the witch master died.Yang Fei strode to the bronze chair, sat down, and let out a long sigh.Nuan Nuan and the old witch master were captured by the rebels, and Dandan has never heard any news.Yang Fei felt as if he had fallen into a nightmare that could loop indefinitely, and he had to face it with his chest up.He tried to lie down in the chair as much as he could, trying to relax himself and let his brain empty.The complexity of the Wu clan was beyond Yang Fei's expectations, and he needed to be quiet.On the top of the mountain, the fierce gunfire gradually became scarce, and Yang Fei knew that the civil strife he had created would not last long.After all, Gonggong and Tianwu are not stupid, as long as they calm down a little, they will find abnormalities.In just half an hour, the search for Yang Fei will be in full swing, but Yang Fei doesn't care.Unless a true martial arts master like the Twelve Witch Kings personally dispatched, it would be impossible for ordinary soldiers to discover Yang Fei.What bothered Yang Fei was Nuan Nuan.Although this little girl has fused the blood of the great witch, her mind is still a little immature, and it is still a little difficult to control the old foxes of the Twelve Witch Kings."
Otherwise, rescue Nuan Nuan and persuade her to give up the position of the witch master and go away."
Yang Fei thought to himself, his fingers rhythmically tapping the back of the chair, falling into deep thought.He rested for a while when he suddenly heard footsteps in the distance.Yang Fei was like a light tanuki, dodging behind a statue.A small group of soldiers, about ten of them, rushed in, searched for it, and left in a hurry.When the last soldier came out of the cave, a large hand reached out from his side, grabbed him by the throat, and dragged him into the darkness.A few seconds later, Yang Fei, who had changed into a military uniform, tiptoed out of the stone cave and followed the patrolling soldiers away.At this moment, the shopping on the altar square has ended.In just a few minutes of close-range fire, both the Gonggongmen and the Tianwu Gate suffered heavy losses, while the other Witch Kings intervened in time to stabilize the situation.At this moment, the nine rebellious witch kings gathered in the hall of the temple.The Wu Temple, eight hundred meters behind the altar, the whole temple is built of granite, the shape is rough and wild, this is the head of the Wu Clan, the place where the usual deliberations.At this moment, Gonggong and Tianwu Wu were indignant and blamed each other, but they had already exercised restraint.After the fight, the two sides searched for the perpetrator of the first shot, and after careful investigation and questioning, it was found that this guy was not from the two tribes at all.And someone found that at the beginning of the fight, this guy had quietly left.Tianwu and Gonggong's hearts were bright, and this time they were especially overshadowed.And this guy who sow discord is likely to be Yang Fei who stirs up the world.When they thought of the abomination of this super-stirring stick, Gonggong and Tianwu both hated it so much that their teeth itched.The advantage of this is that the hatred between the two is diverted.This was the first meeting after the successful rebellion, and both Gonggong and Tianwu were injured to varying degrees, and there were many contradictions, so the neutral Wuwang Dijiang presided over the meeting.Di Jiang is still dressed as a gentleman, with a tuxedo and tie, his hair is oiled, and he is styled, and the whole person is like an elegant penguin.He wears a top hat, holds a civilized stick, and has a kind and kind smile on his face.From the outside, it is almost impossible to see his identity as a witch clan's boss.But the other witch kings knew that Di Jiang was by no means a person to be messed with.This guy has risen in Mexico with the Dijiang lineage, and has become the largest arms dealer in Melbourne, and has faintly become the king of the underground world."
Gentlemen, aside from the slightest unpleasantness, in fact our rebellion was quite successful."
Di Jiang said with a haha, his eyes looked over from face to face, and his smiling face made people feel very cordial, and there was a feeling like a spring breeze."
The Nuan Nuan Holy Maiden and the Old Witch Lord have been captured, and the four Great Dharma Protector Elders and Templars have been expelled, although there are some discordant voices, they can't stop the rise of the Witch Clan."
Dijiang's words won the approval of most people, but Gonggong and Tianwu both snorted.Although the rebellion was successful, the two clans, because of Yang Fei's provocation and firefight, suffered heavy casualties, and both of them were depressed.Di Jiang's slanted eyes flashed with gloomy color."
These are not the most important things, the most important thing is that we can already be sure that the witch master has passed away."
As soon as Di Jiang's words came out, the faces of many witch kings were extremely strange, with a sense of relaxation, and even more gloom.Di Jiang let out a long sigh: "I know, everyone's mood is the same as mine. ”"If the witch master hadn't disappeared and the immortals hadn't died, we would never have rebelled, and we wouldn't have found another way out.""
The first witch lord is a real genius of the witch clan, as long as he is alive, I will follow Dijiang to the death."
Speaking of this, Di Jiang shook his head."
It's a pity, God is jealous of the talent, the witch master is finally gone, and the future of the witch clan still depends on the concerted efforts of all of us here."
Di Jiang's words resonated with the witch kings, and everyone agreed.At this moment, someone sneered, as sharp as a steel needle."
So, may I ask everyone, what are you going to do with the Nuan Nuan Holy Maiden?
How to send down the old witch master?
And what about the ancestral legacy, is it just lost?
”The voice was a woman's voice, not loud, but the questions raised were sharper and sharper.All the witch kings looked at the door of the temple, and saw that there was an extra woman at the door of the temple.The woman was covered with a goose-yellow veil, covering her face, wearing a pale green skirt, with a slender figure and an extraordinary imposing attitude.Behind the woman, followed by Zhu Rong and Jumang.The two witch kings looked at everyone angrily, and there was extremely strong hostility in their eyes.The fourth is more.