The old devil even suspected that the real master of Lingxiao Palace was dead, and Peng Zhan was the murderer of those masters.
Thinking that this debt would be settled on him sooner or later, he secretly made up his mind that Peng Zhan must die.
He could feel that Peng Zhan was not yet able to control the power in his body very well.
The old devil has reason to believe that the master of Lingxiao Palace passed all his skills to him before he died.
This is also the reason why Peng Zhan has such high martial arts skills at such a young age. Peng Zhan must be eliminated quickly while he is still unable to control the power of Lingxiao Palace.
Otherwise, the gap between them will further widen, and he will be like a little ant in front of Peng Zhan.
"Peng Zhan, I don't care about your relationship with the Lord of Lingxiao Palace. I just want you to have these two things from her. If you have any use for me in the future, just give me your orders." The old devil stood up and said to Peng Zhan He said with his hands raised.
Peng Zhan was stunned for a moment, it was hard to believe that the Lord of Lingxiao Palace would have any friendship with someone like the old devil.
Seeing that Peng Zhan didn't believe it, the old devil laughed, walked up to Peng Zhan very affectionately, and reached out to pat Peng Zhan on the shoulder.
Peng Zhan waved his hand to block, but found that the old devil did not exert internal force on his palm, and felt that he was a little worried.
"When the Palace Master of Lingxiao Palace was murdered, I witnessed it with my own eyes, but because I was too weak to help, I was lucky enough to help her block a sword."
After the old devil finished speaking, he took off his clothes. There was a centipede-like scar on his abdomen, which looked very shocking.
But the real situation was not caused by him helping the Lord of Lingxiao Palace block the sword, but by being injured by the Lord of Lingxiao Palace's sword energy.
At that time, he was participating in the encirclement and suppression of the disciples of Lingxiao Palace. The sudden sword energy made him unable to guard against it. He was just brushed by the edge of the sword energy and was almost disemboweled.
As for the masters who besieged the Lord of Lingxiao Palace, you can imagine how miserable their deaths were. Even now, when the old devil thinks of the scene at that time, he still gets chills down his spine.
"The palace master said something to me when he left." When the old devil said this, he deliberately stopped, as if he wanted to confess something very secret to Peng Zhan.
From the look in his eyes, Peng Zhan knew that he had no good intentions. When he saw the old devil approaching him, he pretended to be defenseless and moved his head towards him. At the same time, he asked very simply: "What did the palace master tell you?" what."
"She told me, go to hell!"
At close range, the old devil suddenly took action. He thought he was sure of victory, and he couldn't help but secretly laugh at Peng Zhan's stupidity.
His fists were like two dragons, heading straight for Peng Zhan's chest. He used all his strength in this move.
But what horrified him was that his fist hit Peng Zhan's body as if hitting a pile of cotton wool. Peng Zhan's body was as light as a piece of paper.
The powerful fist wind caused Peng Zhan's body to fly randomly in the air. The old devil stretched out his hand several times but failed to catch it.
Just when he was a little anxious, Peng Zhan suddenly disappeared. He quickly looked around, but there was no trace of Peng Zhan at all.
He could clearly feel Peng Zhan's aura, but he couldn't see Peng Zhan's trace. He was so frightened that he kept waving his fists at the surrounding air to prevent Peng Zhan from approaching him quietly.
Suddenly, he heard a cold snort coming from behind him. He turned around sharply and saw a sharp blade with a cold light coming straight towards the door.
He had no choice but to push his legs hard on the ground and retreat crazily, but his speed could not compare with the monstrous sword energy.
His body was split into two halves by the sharp sword energy, and the two halves of the body each moved back dozens of meters before falling suddenly.
The sword energy split open the old devil's body, but the trees behind him were not affected at all. Cheng Wanling was so surprised that she opened her mouth wide.
Peng Zhan's sword energy before, with one strike, caused a large amount of damage. The blade caused damage, and no tree was spared. This was a strategy of letting go but not gaining.
But now Peng Zhan can control the sword energy within the range he wants. This skill is probably only possible by his master.
Thinking that not long ago, Peng Zhan's martial arts skills were still inferior to hers, but inexplicably left her several blocks behind, she thought she was dreaming.
With the death of the old devil, all the people who participated in the tomb robbery this time, except Peng Zhan, Han Rubing, Ye Xiaowu, and Cheng Wanling, were all dead.
"Okay, let's see if there are any missing treasures nearby and collect them all." Peng Zhan looked at the three stunned girls and said in a calm tone.
