Taoist master wants to ascend

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Gong Yangyu defeated the master of Qianjun Cave, Han Chuijun killed four Tongmai warriors, and the eight elders of Qianjun Cave's inner sect all died at his hands!

The three generals of the Divine Guard Army, together with Shi Hong, Ba Wan, Qiu Changying and other true disciples, led two thousand Divine Guard Army, and surrounded Qianjun City...

Half a month later, news from Dechang Prefecture came, and the panic-stricken Zhelong Prefecture City was in an uproar.

"Is the sect war going to start again?"

"What else? The elders of the inner and outer sects of Qianjun Cave are almost dead! Shenbing Valley is about to win a great victory!"

"No wonder the disciples of Shenbing Valley have been stabbed repeatedly during this period. I heard that the entire family of Shenbing Valley has been rewarded by various killer organizations, and even the outer disciples are not spared!"

"I'm afraid Sanyuanwu and Liexueshan will not sit idly by, right? The war is about to start..."

"Run, run, don't be held hostage by these families."

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Inside and outside the prefecture city, it was very lively for a while, and I don't know how many people in the rivers and lakes quietly withdrew.

Whether it was the swarm of assassins, the martial law search of the Divine Weapon Valley, or the upcoming sect war, they were not something they could get involved with.

Even the boldest of the Jianghu people could not help but feel nervous and left the city to avoid the limelight.

"Murder!"

Suddenly, a cry came from the Divine Weapon Street, and passers-by panicked and dispersed.

Someone in the restaurant facing the street opened the window and saw a young man covered in blood, with more than a dozen corpses dressed as vendors and pedestrians lying at his feet.

"Are all these people crazy?"

After carefully wiping the exquisite hand hammer, Qiao Tianhe was a little confused.

It was true that he came from the inner island, but he was not a disciple of the Divine Weapon Valley.

He was being targeted?

"I can't stay in the Zhelong Mansion!"

After explaining the situation to the hurried Divine Guards, Qiao Tianhe, no matter how slow he was, he also sensed the danger.

Money can move people's hearts. If Qianjun Cave really wants to spend a lot of money, I'm afraid that all the assassin organizations will go crazy.

"Two pieces of flower-scented cakes."

Putting his hammer into his sleeve, Qiao Tianhe bought a few snacks from the roadside. When he was about to eat, his hand was held down.

"Master? Are you hungry too?"

Qiao Tianhe let go.

"Knowing that you are being targeted by the killer, you still dare to eat anything?"

Wan Chuan casually threw the cake aside. The beggar on the roadside had a bright look in his eyes. He quickly picked it up and stuffed it into his mouth.

"Master, do you mean this cake is poisonous?"

Qiao Tianhe's face changed and he looked at the beggar, but he saw that he ate the cake and then leaned lazily against the corner.

"This, isn't it okay?"

"He is okay after eating it, but you may not be okay."

While Wan Chuan was speaking, he reached out and grabbed the terrified vendor: "Someone just died on the roadside, aren't you afraid at all?"

Crack!

The table was broken, wood chips flew, and the vendor turned his hand and was about to retreat violently, but how could he hide from Wan Chuan?

A finger pointed at his forehead, and in just a few breaths, he turned into a pool of blood in the eyes of passers-by.

"Who is Cao Bensheng? His death-prevention building has opened in the prefectures and counties, and there are no masters."

Wan Chuan turned around and snapped his fingers. The beggar had already escaped several feet, but was still pierced by a finger and followed the footsteps of the stall owner.

"These are all assassins?"

Qiao Tianhe was a little confused: "But, but I am not a disciple of the Divine Weapon Valley, how, why are you targeting me?"

"Do you think only disciples of the Divine Weapon Valley will be assassinated?"

Wan Chuan shook his head in his heart.

This disciple of his is very talented, but he has not had much contact with people, so he seems a little stupid. If he hadn't followed him, he would have fallen down.

"Ah?"

Qiao Tianhe scratched his head and didn't dare to refute.

"Let's go. The tiger keeps pushing us, but we can't stay any longer. Whether it works or not, we have to leave quickly after trying."

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