Chapter 189 Ye Feng is Doomed This Time



Now that things have come to this, Jiang Yinuo has realized that the real Shangguan Zhaixing had long been devoured by the lizardmen.

What stood before her was nothing more than a monster in human skin.

It seems that a lot has happened at the Dragon Soul Temple since I left to help Ye Feng last time.

From now on, we can't just keep watching dramas; we need to properly clean up the Dragon Soul Temple.

Thinking of this, Jiang Yinuo felt somewhat guilty, feeling that she had let down her seventh master, Hua Wuque, who trusted her.

He failed to assist his junior brother in managing the Dragon Soul Temple.

In that instant, a multitude of thoughts flashed through her mind.

Across from him, Shangguan Zhaixing laughed heartily and said with great enthusiasm.

"The Dragon Soul Temple has long since fallen into my hands."

"Hmph, Jiang Yinuo, stop making futile struggles. Even the most powerful martial artist can't defeat us lizardmen."

He then gave instructions to his subordinate, the old man with the crooked neck.

"Get our new weapons ready; Ye Feng will be here soon."

"Don't let your guard down!"

The old man with the crooked neck was also a lizardman in disguise. He bowed slightly, grinned maliciously, and said...

"Yes, my most respected master."

After Shangguan Zhaixing left, she received a phone call.

The call was from Lumba, the leader of the Global Martial Arts Alliance. He asked cautiously on the phone.

"Hello, Your Excellency Liam Neeson, how is the matter progressing?"

The lizardman who devoured Shangguan Zhaixing has an American name: Liam Neeson.

Of course, for these lizard people, what they are called is not important.

A name is just a label.

Shangguan Zhaixing smiled mysteriously and said.

"You can just focus on organizing the Global Martial Arts Alliance Tournament in Taiwan. Ye Feng is definitely going to die this time."

Rumba was overjoyed.

"Very good."

"Rest assured, I will use this opportunity to completely destroy the entire martial arts world of Great Xia, so that they will never be able to hold their heads up in front of martial artists around the world again."

After exchanging a few more pleasantries, Rumba hung up the phone.

at the same time.

On a private plane bound for Taiwan.

Those sitting inside were all leaders and heads of the Seven Killings Hall headquarters.

These people all possessed powerful auras, and the lowest level of cultivation among them was at least Martial Saint Rank 2.

The leader was a withered old man with a full head of silver hair. His face was covered with layers of wrinkles, like a piece of withered tree bark. Occasionally, a glint of light would flash from his cloudy eyes.

This person is Ma Zhongyong, the Grand Elder of the Seven Killings Hall headquarters, with the cultivation level of a Martial Saint of the fourth rank.

Any one of these places could be a kingdom or a tyrant.

At that moment, one of his men came to report.

"Elder, news just came from the United States that those lizardmen will target Ye Feng."

"That brat is doomed this time."

"Let us do everything in our power to deal with the warriors of Great Xia."

For a long time, the Seven Killings Hall has maintained secret contact with high-ranking officials in the United States.

Many dirty jobs that are inconvenient to do openly are handled by the US high command through the Seven Kill Hall.

As a result, the Seven Killings Hall also gained considerable substantial benefits.

Especially with the three cabinet elders of the Great Xia being taken hostage this time, the Seven Killings Hall can gain huge benefits from it.

Otherwise, they wouldn't have cooperated so actively.

Then, Ma Zhongyong asked another question.

"Is everything ready on the other side of Taiwan? This time, we will cooperate with the United States to completely crush the martial arts alliance of Great Xia."

"Let them understand what it means to kill someone by destroying their spirit!"

The subordinate answered respectfully.

"It's ready."

"The leader of the Lumba Alliance has now escorted Right Lengchan and Leonif of the Snow Country to Taiwan, and they have successfully arrived on the island."

"They're just waiting for us to get there; the competition is about to begin."

A cold glint flashed in Ma Zhongyong's eyes as he smiled and nodded.

"very good."

"At that time, we will kill You Lengchan in front of martial artists all over the world and hang his head on the city gate tower of the capital."

"Let's give the martial artists of Great Xia a good shock and shatter their martial spirit in one fell swoop. Let's see how they will have the face to walk in the world in the future, and how they will dare to oppose the United States!"

The subordinate swallowed hard, intending to speak.

Aren't we also people of Great Xia?

But the words stuck in his throat.

Unless he doesn't want to live anymore.

...

Maoshan.

Deep in the back mountains.

This is a desolate graveyard.

The grave was overgrown with weeds, which were more than a meter tall.

A mountain wind howled past, and the branches seemed to groan.

Adding to the darkness, the moon was obscured by dark clouds at night.

It was pitch black all around, which gave people a creepy feeling.

In front of one of the solitary graves, a group of Taoist priests from the Maoshan Corpse-Driving Sect knelt respectfully before the dilapidated tombstone, chanting incantations.

In front of the broken tombstone, there is a large incense table, which is more than ten meters long.

What's strange is that, apart from the incense burner, there are no other common offerings on the altar.

Instead, there were more than a dozen corpses neatly arranged, face up, motionless.

A yellow talisman was pasted on the forehead of each corpse.

A gust of cold wind blew by, causing the fallen leaves to flutter and fly.

The yellow talismans on the corpses' foreheads were also lifted, revealing the bluish faces of the dead underneath.

Bathed in moonlight, it looked exceptionally terrifying and eerie.

Behind the incense table, there was a Taoist priest holding a magic sword and chanting incantations.

"Lord Laozi, by the power of the law, we beseech the sect leader to use the ancient corpse to guide it..."

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