Chapter 900 (1/2)

Because there are inexperienced martial artists here, ye Ziheng and others have reduced the number of disciples of the cult bit by bit in a very fast time, even though they don't have an advantage in number.

From about 3000 people at the beginning to about 1000 people five minutes later, to more than 200 people 10 minutes later, to the last five people three minutes later.

There are only the last five disciples of heresy left on the battlefield, but in fact, the reason why these five disciples can stay is not because of how strong they are, but because ye Ziheng and others don't want to kill all the disciples of heresy, they want to leave a few to ask them about the purpose of this gathering.

The five disciples obviously felt ye Ziheng's intention, and three of them immediately showed a sneer and looked at ye Ziheng and others, saying loudly.

”I want to know the secret of our sect! Wishful thinking! ”

Say, three people do not divide one after another, stabbed long sword into oneself neck shin in succession.

When ye Ziheng and others saw this scene, they originally wanted to stop it, but the speed of these guys' suicide was too fast, and they were ruthless. When they went down with one sword, they broke their necks and shins, and the blood gushed out like a fountain, and there was nothing left.

So in order to make the remaining two people not do the same thing, ye Ziheng hurriedly asked the disciples to tie up their hands and feet.

However, ye Ziheng soon knew that his decision was in fact redundant, because these two guys were really scared of death.

”What is the purpose of your gathering here this time?”

Ye Ziheng looked at one of them and asked, but the disciple shook his head and cried.

”I don't know. I really don't know. They sent me here soon after I joined the school. Then they asked me to come here every night and bring me for two hours. I really don't know what they are doing.”