Chapter 87 (2/2)

But this time, Xiao Tianfeng didn't want to catch up with Wen Hong. After all, he was delayed for a long time. It would waste a lot of time to catch up; moreover, the dandy like a straw bag could not arouse his slightest interest.

It's OK to take care of it, but if you want him to spend time targeting Wen Hong, you can't afford the straw bag.

Finally, he broke away from the deadly forest. The strong man at the peak of King Xuan stopped, put down Wen Hong in his hand, and said softly, ”young patriarch, the boy didn't catch up.”

With a sigh of relief in his heart, Wen Hong was full of resentment: ”Ben shaozong wrote down this revenge. This scene will be brought back sooner or later!”

While talking, the grass not far from them shook, and a young man came out slowly in their vigilant eyes.

Seeing the visitor, the strong man at the peak of King Xuan breathed a sigh of relief and said with a trace of joy: ”young master Zihan is also coming.”

He nodded with a light smile. Wu Zihan said, ”now the whole empire is unstable. He is afraid of any accident from the little patriarch, so he followed him from a distance.”

”Hum, what are you doing here? You want to see Ben shaozong's joke?” Wen Hong smiled coldly. His tone was a little bad: ”you'd better worry about yourself. The appointed time is coming!”

Just passing by Wu Zihan, he didn't take a few steps. A dull voice sounded behind him. Wen Hong curiously turned his head and stared at him. His eyes were full of incredible. Then he screamed, ”Wu Zihan, what do you want to do?”

A cold smile appeared at the corners of his mouth. Wu Zihan slowly took his long sword out of the strong man at the top of xuanwang in front of him. Looking at the man who couldn't fall to the ground, Wu Zihan shook his head with regret: ”unfortunately, you really shouldn't follow this idiot. You're good for nothing except a shaozong aura.”

Without saying a word, the strong man at the peak of xuanwang died with his head tilted.

Facing Wu Zihan's cold eyes, Wen Hong involuntarily took a step backward, pale and frightened: ”you... Don't come here... If you dare to move a cold hair, I promise you won't come to a good end!”

”What a fool, my young leader!” laughed nervously, and Wu Zihan said softly, ”if you die here, who knows? Even if you know, what everyone sees is that you take people to hunt down the boy. Even if you die, no one will doubt me. By the way, you may not know the identity of the boy.”

With a strange smile, Wu Zihan said, ”let me tell you, or let you be an understanding ghost. The boy's name is Xiao Tianfeng. He is the second young master of the Sirius gang in the riot field!”

Mentioning Xiao Tianfeng's name, Wu Zihan's face suddenly became ferocious, and his eyes shot unforgettable hatred. During this time, he not only practiced wholeheartedly, but also inquired into Xiao Tianfeng's affairs clearly.

He took a deep breath to calm himself down. Wu Zihan came to Wen Hong and said in a low voice, ”are you ready to go?”

”You... You're crazy! My father will never let you go...” Wen Hong roared in fear. But he still couldn't change Wu Zihan's determination. When the cold blade carried out his body, the voice stopped suddenly.

”Wen Hong, since the moment you insulted me, you've been doomed to your fate. Hey hey, you're dead. I'm the one who is most qualified to become the leader of the Lingjian sect. Don't worry, the Lingjian sect can certainly carry forward in my hands!” Wu Zihan whispered in Wen Hong's ear.

He grabbed Wu Zihan's clothes ruthlessly, and Wen Hong stared angrily until he died completely. He didn't close his eyes and died in peace!