At the same time, Long Fei looked at Chen Lihu on the ring.

Chen Lihu was also looking at him.

Long Fei saw a strong killing intent in his eyes. Long Fei's own eyes also had a cold killing intent, and he murmured: "This matter is not over yet!"

suddenly.

A flying shadow fell from the sky.

Wu Haowu is back.

He landed directly on the ring and whispered to Chen Lihu: "They are all dead."

"boom!"

Chen Lihu was a little unsteady and staggered, almost falling to the ground. "That's three hundred people. How is that possible?"

Wu Haowu continued: "They were all struck by an extremely strong lightning, and then... they turned into black coal and broke into pieces when touched."

At the hunting ground, he saw more than two hundred black charcoal sculptures, and he couldn't believe it himself.

But.

Judging from their appearance, they are outer disciples of Xuanjian Sect.

Chen Lihu murmured: "What should I do? What should I do?"

The death of three hundred elites from the Outer Sect was a crime he could not bear.

Wu Haowu was also involved in this matter. He himself knew that he had something to do with it. He stared at Long Fei coldly and said slightly: "Didn't you have a personal ID yesterday?"

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Chapter completed!