Chapter 226 It's Too Late to Regret

Zhuo Tian rubbed his nose and thought to himself, was I really so embarrassed just now? Damn, it's a shame.

He didn't pay attention to the group of disciples in the array cell in the distance. He went to find the two other's practitioners first. As soon as he lowered his head, he found a black fishing net scattered on the ground, and he couldn't help but feel moved.

Is this the magic weapon that trapped himself and Lan Jiuzhen just now? It should be a magic weapon to be so powerful, right?

Whether it is or not, put it away first and then talk about it. As soon as I turned my hand, I had taken the fishing net into the invisible ring. Then I saw that there were still a lot of flying swords scattered on the ground. However, under the "star crack" of Lan Jiu's real blue flying knife, the lowest one was broken into two pieces, and the broken one could not see that this was once With the flying sword, Zhuo Tian sighed and the flesh hurt.

I looked for the man in blue, but I didn't find him. Did he escape?

Zhuo Tian turned his head and asked the disciples who were still squeaking in prison and said, "Have you seen the man in cyan clothes?"

Ouyangbao's roaring Tiangong suppressed the other disciples and howled, "It's at your feet!"

I wiped, and Zhuo Tian looked down at the ground. The stone flat floor was covered with a faint red, and he couldn't help patting his thighs again. His habit was to clean the battlefield after the battle to search for money. It seemed that this man could not even find bones, and his belongings must have turned into smoke and dust.

Ouyangbao laughed and said, "This man was shot into a blood mist by Sister Lan's countless flying knives. Where else are you going to find it?"

Zhuo Tian stared at him and got up to find another repairman... The ordinary-looking middle-aged man who was blown up by his big black stick.

The man was still alive and was blown to the side near the cell. He lay on the ground and could not move, which also saved his life, otherwise he would definitely turn into a blood mist like the man in blue and disappear without a trace.

What's strange about Zhuo Tian is that no matter how his magic weapon big black stick is summoned, it has no sound and can't be recalled.

When he saw the middle-aged man who fell to the ground like a blood gourd, Zhuo Tian's heart was cold, and his body was inlaid with black fragments... Isn't this my big black stick? Fuck, ruined?! Zhuo Tian opened his eyes in disbelief.

This has made great contributions to himself and defeated countless... Well, how many heroes of rivals have been blown up by themselves?

Zhuo Tian's heart was heartbroken, and he shouted regret in his heart. He scolded that he should not be careless. He only thought of hurting the enemy, but he didn't expect that his magic weapon would also hang up together!

"Fuck, my baby magic weapon!"

Lan Jiuzhen came over, took a look, and said lightly, "If it's destroyed, it's ruined. Anyway, it's not a particularly good thing. You rely too much on monsters and magic weapons now, and it's good to practice war skills!"

"Well, I'll listen to you."

The dboys Ouyangbao behind remembered a big coax, but they looked at Lan Jiuzhen's cold jade face and pressed it down vividly.

Zhuo Tian took down his storage ring from the middle-aged man with hatred, put it into his ring, and then did another big search, and didn't even leave a piece of a low-grade spiritual stone for this person.

This middle-aged man has a dead heart, and he hasn't even a dime left in the family property he has collected for so many years? Suddenly, he changed from a billionaire to a beggar-like poor man. This psychological blow was unbearable by anyone. The man rolled his eyes and wanted to faint, but at this moment, he suddenly heard the ruffian-like young man talk to him: "Old cat, hello!"

This middle-aged man named Old Cat didn't seem to be very conscious and said blankly, "How do you know my name is Old Cat?"

In a few blinks, he woke up. It was not the gangster in front of him who knew him, but that the dead partner once called himself "Old cat, be careful" before he was blown up by this guy.

"I can calculate, I said old cat, which part are you? What kind of organization is it? Zhuo Tian was in a bad mood, but he still asked with a smile.

"What organization? We are just a group of scattered practitioners who occupy the mountain as kings. The old cat said blankly, "Today is a failure!"

"Old cat, those who know the current affairs are handsome. If you don't tell the truth, the consequences will be unimaginable!" Zhuo Tian said bitterly.

"I'm telling the truth. Our scattered practitioners are not as good as your famous school. If we don't unite, we will starve already. How can we survive?" This is a middle-aged man named Old Cat.

"I'll wipe it!" Zhuo Tian sneered and said, "A group of mob who gathered temporarily dared to sneak into the Yuling Sect and kill the disciples of the Six Sect? Will I believe what you said?!"

The old cat closed his eyes and stopped talking. His face twitched, as if he was enduring the severe pain all over his body.

At this time, Zhuo Tian couldn't help but miss the gang of brothers who were hooligans in the gate. If Fan Yi was here, no matter how hard he was, he could shut up with torture to tell the truth, and he himself felt that he was too kind and sometimes he really couldn't do it.

"Haha, anyway, you won't die for a while. I'll imprison you first and ask you carefully when I break your nest!" Zhuo Tian smiled and said, "If you can tell the truth, maybe I will return everything you have!"

The old cat's eyelids moved slightly, but still didn't say anything.

Zhuo Tian sighed, tied him with a flame rope, added a ban, and threw him into the beast's bag.

Lan Jiuzhen has broken the door and prohibition of the cell with a flying knife. Those disciples poured out. Zhuo Tian took a closer look. There were only six disciples, including Ouyang Bao, who had two Royal Spirit Sect, and the other four were from the Five Immortals Sect.

"Why are there only six people? Do you know that the rest of the people are going?" Lan Jiuzhen asked.

Ouyang Bao said, "Originally, seven of us were imprisoned here, but I don't know where Fang Yuting was mentioned. Maybe he has been killed at this moment, and the others are not locked up with us."

Zhuo Tian sneered secretly. Will this jade pavilion be killed? Well, it may have been harmed by me... Otherwise, this man will live a free life!

At present, I didn't say anything. Listen to Lan Jiuzhen continue to interrogate these disciples.

"How many practitioners are there?"

"It is estimated that there are dozens of people. As soon as 12 of us landed in the town where we were going to drink, we were surrounded by dozens of practitioners. There are more than a dozen light practitioners, and we can't beat them."

"Can a disciple be injured or killed in battle?" Lan Jiuzhen continued.

"That's not." Ouyang Bao said with shame, "As soon as several of their practitioners took action, we were suppressed and did not dare to resist... There was no battle."

"Fuck! Are you so ashamed?!" Zhuo Tian jumped up and shouted, "Have you been taken down like a little sheep? Fortunately, you are still important disciples of the two sects!"

"It can't be our fault, big brother..." Ouyang Bao said embarrassedly, and several disciples behind him also lowered their heads in shame.

Yulingzong is okay to say that although he is a relatively important disciple, it is only because their fathers are important figures in the sect. Except for Shui Yingying, Miao Sheng, Long Xingkong and other limited cultivation, others may not be anywhere.

The Five Immortals are different. This time, they are all real and outstanding newcomers. Usually, their eyes are higher than the top and their arrogance is extraordinary. They are the practitioners in the world as if they have nothing. They once wanted to go out and met a nail. Not only was their leader Fan Yong, who was more coaxed more coaxed on weekdays, but also casually met Xiu in a barren village. The real person is so strong that he is not killed by others...

"Don't call me big brother in the future. I can't afford to lose that man!" Zhuo Tian was lazy and got up and strolled around to observe the situation here.

This should be a temporary cell, and the two practitioners who only guard the prisoners are so powerful. It can be seen that the strength of this group of practitioners should not be underestimated. If I don't be careful, it's a common thing to hang here.

...However, if this group of practitioners is destroyed and then carried out large-scale raids, it may get a lot of benefits! If the fishing net is really a magic weapon that traps me and my sister, it won't hurt me even if a few big black sticks destroy it, hehe!