"If we meet again in the future, we will be enemies!" Zhu Qingyun said coldly: "This time, the court will definitely doubt us. Don't treat everyone as fools!"

"Exactly." Dong Niande hummed.

People nowadays are all as shrewd as ghosts.

The grand masters of the four major sects destroyed three major sects, and only the grand master of the Shaking Yue Fist Sect returned safely. How could they not be suspicious?

But the strong are respected. No matter what, among the four sects, the Shaoyue Fist Sect is the strongest, so gossiping doesn't matter.

Fa Kong smiled: "In that case, I wish us a happy cooperation this time. You send a signal to lure them over, and we pretend to be running away. When they arrive, we suddenly strike back. If we are caught off guard, it should be very effective."

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"……good."

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Two hours later, Fakong, Chu Xianghuinan and He Zhiqi stood on the top of a mountain, watching more than two hundred great masters cleaning the battlefield.

Almost all of the more than two hundred great masters were injured, but they were in high spirits.

The original forest has been razed to the ground, and the ground is mottled and pitted, which was created by swords and gang energy.

And there were more than one hundred and sixty grand masters lying on these bumpy ground. Not a single grand master of the three major sects of Dayun could escape, they were all destroyed.

This battle can be regarded as the greatest victory among great victories.

Fakong played the most important role among them. Without the Immobilization Curse, at least two or thirty of these great masters could have escaped.

As an elder of the Holy Sect of Light, He Zhiqi is tall and burly, with a square face and bright eyes.

He stared at the fifty-two figures who were gradually moving away until they disappeared, then turned to look at Fa Kong: "Master Fa Kong, do you really want to let them go?"

Fa Kong nodded.

He Zhiqi said: "I am afraid that raising tigers will cause trouble."

Fakong smiled, shook his head and said: "They are nothing,... Dayun Wulin should be able to calm down for a while this time. Congratulations to the elder."

He Zhiqi smiled and said: "Sometimes, being idle is not a good thing."

Huinan hummed: "Lao He, don't take advantage and act like a good boy!"

"Haha..." He Zhiqi smiled and said: "Huinan, your Vajra Temple is no longer under pressure. How about the disciples working hard?"

The two had known each other since they were young.

Huinan curled her lips and did not refute.

After Dayong Wulin ceased operations, the disciples of Konggong Temple did become a little slack in their practice.

This kind of slackness is not physical slackness, but mental relaxation.

When I can't get nervous, practicing Qigong no longer seems like saving my own life, but becomes purely a task, which is somewhat perfunctory.

This is really inappropriate.

But at the same time, there is no more chaos in Dayong Wulin, and there are no more casualties among the disciples of Konggang Temple. There is no need to live or die, which is a good thing.
Chapter completed!