On Dieya Terrace, the atmosphere was unprecedentedly tense as the night rain fell.
"Hehe...hehe..."
Suddenly, Guizifang, who was hanging his head in the rain, suddenly laughed coldly.
He raised his head slowly. The raised hair tips shed water drops, which immediately merged into the falling rain strands.
"You guys... really impressed me."
Dongfang Shiming looked at him, wiped the rain from the corners of his mouth, but said nothing.
"That's right. What I said just now is all true." He turned his gaze to the people opposite him again, but the look in his eyes made people shudder, as if he was at the entrance of the underworld for an instant, and his limbs felt a chill.
"But, so what?"
He was so angry that he smiled back, but the smile was very scary, "I haven't lost yet."
Dongfang Shiming looked at him with a little pity and sigh in his eyes.
Suddenly, at this moment, a shocking explosion came from the direction of the Jade Faced Rakshasa Halberd Sect!
The explosion was so loud that it surpassed the thunder and rain, and was as powerful as a landslide! Although they were far away from Dieyatai, everyone present felt the ground shaking, as if it resonated with it.
Soon, in the rainy night, billowing smoke and dazzling fires appeared in the distant mountains.
Gui Zifang and others were shocked and shocked as if electric current was running through their veins. At this time, the disciples finally couldn't restrain their anxiety and began to whisper in low voices.
The enemy's carefully planned plan and the army they relied on the most were completely in chaos before the battle began.
Dongfang Shiming looked at the dark night in the distance and was not surprised.
Seeing Guizifang in such a predicament, he finally showed a relaxed smile.
"You are destined to repay Qi Hanxiao and others for their deeds and the deaths of Qi Hanxiao and others." He said quietly from the side.
The fire from the distant mountains reflected half of Guizifang's face red. His pupils reflected the ruins of his sect, and his whole body trembled.
In the distant mountain behind the Jade-faced Rakshasa Ji, Qing Kun, Yue Shenchen, and Kou Wufu have successfully rescued everyone trapped in the dungeon. The final mountain explosion was also caused by them.
"This time, the old Japanese thief Fang is completely finished." Qingkun and the others led everyone up to a hill not far away, looking at the blazing fire in the rain, and said with a smile.
Their plan went very smoothly. After Guizifang and the other brigade left, Yue Shenchen and the others immediately took action, annihilated the remaining members of the sect, sent away the other guests staying overnight, and then followed Dongfang Shiming's route into the underground city to join Qing Kun and others. People gather.
Qingkun and others also lived up to expectations and dug a secret tunnel as scheduled, leading directly to the dungeon where everyone was bound. They quickly broke through the shackles of the dungeon, rescued everyone, and moved them out of the tunnel.
Yue Shenchen and Qing Kun, who arrived at the same time, immediately went down to the medicine refining workshop at the bottom of the dark city with Qing Kun. As expected, there was a guard inside, but his martial arts skills were only at the level of a Fangzi Master at the level of Mu Xuehua and Lao Aotou. Yue Shenchen and the two of them possess Xuanhui, so defeating him is a piece of cake. In the end, they placed several boxes of good-luck drugs everywhere and then withdrew from the dark city. The fuse exploded as scheduled, and all the sins in the dark city for many years were finally eliminated.
Mud and grass poured out and rocks rolled down. The Jade Faced Rakshasa Halberd Sect attached to this secret base was also buried together.
The rain all over the sky and night intertwined into a net that hid everything, and together with the blazing fireworks, destroyed all the Japanese plans.
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Seeing everything he had worked so hard for so many years being destroyed, Guizifang felt pain in his heart and his face was hideously distorted. It was sad, deplorable, and hateful.
"You lost." Dongfang Shiming opened two iron fans and said in a firm tone.
The heavy rain made it difficult to see clearly the expression on Guizifang's face. But he knew that the hungry wolf was forced into a desperate situation and was about to reveal its last claws and start a final fight.
At this time, I saw him slowly taking out his Xuan Hui from his waist.
The dark green mysterious emblem seemed to have lost all its brilliance and became dim and decadent. Guizifang held it in his hand and slowly raised it, as if showing it to everyone.
Suddenly, with a surprising move, he exerted all the strength in his palm, and it shattered with a crisp sound. He actually destroyed his own mysterious emblem!
Everyone present was surprised again. Even Dongfang Shiming was stunned, with surprise and doubt in his eyes.
He let go of his hand, and the broken jade fragments fell one after another, hitting the puddle on the ground, causing a splash of water.
There was not the slightest wave of movement on Guizifang's face. He clapped his wet hands and finally took out his real "Xuan Hui" from another bag on his waist.
It was a jade tablet that was completely different from Xuanhui. The red blood seemed to be filled with surging flames and blood, melted with the karma of hell. In the shadow of the heavy rain, it is bright red and scary.
In the center of the bright red jade plaque, there are a few words deeply imprinted.
"Nine-Chongquan."
Guizifang read out slowly.
He had abandoned this name for thirty years.
By hiding his name and using the name "Gui Zi Fang" to mediate in such a small area, he almost couldn't remember his original name.
Yes, this is his original name. This is his real name as Jiuche Xiaoying [Nine Flags Envoy]!
As soon as this name was spoken, everyone in the three religions was suddenly shocked and changed their expressions.
Accompanied by thunder like war drums, the muffled wind swept away, and the rapid rainstorm was unbridled. The atmosphere on the cliff platform changed again.
"You are..." Lu Deng slowly raised his hand and pointed at him in disbelief, "You are the Envoy of Nine Flags!!"
"There has never been a ghost leader in this world." Jiuchongquan's deep gaze seemed to reflect the black light of hell. "From the beginning to the end, I have only one identity - Jiuchongquan, one of the four banner envoys of Jiuche Xiaoying!"
