Chapter 100: Chapter Ninety-Six: The Deadly Blow

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Unable to sit idly by, Hua Ji cast aside his feelings of desolation and desperation, forcing himself to muster his energy. He pointed at the older worker and said, “If the Star Pavilion is truly evil, why would he return for a second time after his first cultivation session? Everyone, think about it calmly, this is clearly someone trying to frame the Star Pavilion!”

However, such an explanation was nothing more than a desperate struggle to this middle-aged man who had already planned everything.

“Still trying to justify yourself at this stage!” The middle-aged man shouted harshly, “At the start when he first came, your demonic weapon from the Star Pavilion hadn’t finished its training, so its power wasn’t fully displayed and absorbed little spiritual energy. But today, the power of the demonic weapon has been revealed, and not long after, there will be martial artist workers directly drained to mummies. I will not dwell with you!”

The crowd was in a frenzy, everyone moved forward a step in unison, closing in on the platform.

Hua Ji stared into his eyes, ready to retort, when he heard the cry from behind him.

“Boss, it’s not good! The martial artist in the basement room is dead!” A servant was running out of the pavilion in a panic, shouting as he ran.

Hua Ji only felt a wave of dizziness, the anger of the villagers and spectators can no longer be contained, even those who originally only came to watch the excitement had rolled up their sleeves.

They were convinced that the Star Pavilion was a place of evil and they wanted to destroy this demonic lair!

Hundreds of transcendent auras rose to the sky, they left the crowd and were rushing towards the platform, Ying Hongyuan holding his long sword, with a stern expression.

As these warriors who upholds justice were about to step onto the platform, a white tornado of energy descended from the sky, carrying immense power, was coming towards them.

The middle-aged man in a green shirt looked at the white tornado, a smile crossed his face.

Because the protagonist had finally appeared.

In his black clothes, Tang Luo floated down with the white tornado, appearing as if he was walking on the wind, gracefully like a celestial being.

If Tang Luo’s image was ever a mystery, after the duel with Jiang Lin, many martial artists would never forget this stunningly handsome Pride of the Tang Clan.

martial artists who advocate justice became

if the Star Pavilion really is cultivating a demonic weapon, if the person behind it is Tang Luo, what power

existences among the Transcendent, for these martial artists who do not understand combined attack technique, numbers are

just charging forward stopped, waiting quietly for Tang Luo, who

Hongyuan put away his sword and saluted,

he didn’t believe

Luo’s side, just about to

bad, go to the back.” Tang Luo said

now

Luo walked past the two, facing dozens of

man in a blue mountain cloth

stirred up

stepped back in

of the Pride, Tang Luo, had undoubtedly reached its peak after the duel with Jiang

Pavilion?” Tang Luo gazed at

had stepped onto the platform feel like they were plunged into an icy cellar. Because the worst-case

the Tang Family, not to mention the mere three

bewilderment, not knowing where to turn, looking pleadingly at the man in the

Hongzhi exclaimed in shock: “Then you must not be aware of this: Hua Ji, the shopkeeper, has secretly created an extremely wicked demonic artifact.

justice in Xiling and get rid of such wicked servants as soon as

like the bright guiding light, immediately granting the struggling warriors and

put the puzzle together

commit such a heinous act? It must be the fault of this young shopkeeper who

Tang Clan and Tang Luo, but assisting them in rooting out the treacherous

They started verbally abusing Hua Ji, who was standing behind Tang Luo, thus

tarnish the reputation

He would never have done this. It turns out it’s you, the sly scoundrel, who has been stirring up trouble. You deserve to

evil servant like you must

thousand people, chanting in unison about executing a wicked servant under the name

on their faces. Their eyes were fixed coldly on Hua Ji, as if they

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