Chapter 278 Vomiting Blood

Zuihualou.

Zheng Lianhong stood with his hands behind his back in front of the private room on the second floor, looking at the messy room expressionlessly.

And on the corridor behind him, people were kneeling on the ground.

One of the kneeling middle-aged men was trembling all over, and beads of sweat kept oozing out of his forehead.

He didn't even dare to wipe it off.

This middle-aged man was the deputy head of the Wuweimen Criminal Hall and the boss behind Zuihualou!

It is normal for high-ranking officials in the underworld gangs to buy properties and run businesses outside, and Wuweimen is no exception.

The problem is that such a big thing has happened now, and he, a deputy head, can't handle it at all.

Zheng Lianhong suddenly asked in a deep voice: "Hasn't Zhu Jun been found yet?"

After he personally led the team to Zuihualou, he quickly understood the whole story.

He also knew that Zhu Jun was beaten out by the enemy.

Now his whereabouts are unknown.

Although Zheng Lianhong was furious, he did not lose his composure.

He immediately sent people to search for Zhu Jun in the nearby area.

I want to see him alive, and I want to see his body dead!

But as time went by, Zhu Jun, the head of the Zhu Hall, seemed to have disappeared from the face of the earth.

No one came back to report.

No matter how cunning Zheng Lianhong was, he could no longer hold back at this point.

It was a great shame!

A head of the outer hall, a fourth-level master, was kidnapped on his own territory.

No one knew whether he was dead or alive.

If this matter spread, Wuweimen would definitely become a joke in Xiaxu!

When he was angry, the people kneeling on the ground around him suddenly found it difficult to breathe. A huge fear enveloped everyone's heart, and they couldn't help but feel a strong sense of despair.

The power of a fifth-level Zhenyuan strongman was really terrifying!

But the next moment, Zheng Lianhong's face changed.

He suddenly flew out of Zuihualou, passed through the wind and snow and landed on the long street, looking towards the direction of Wuweifang with a sharp gaze.

The head of Wuweimen suddenly raised his head and howled.

The deafening roar broke through the barrier of the night and spread far and wide.

With a special rhythm.

Before the roar died down, Zheng Lianhong's figure flashed and disappeared in an instant.

At the same time, Zhang Yuan, carrying the loot he had collected, just broke through the window that had been installed before and flew out of Zhongyi Pavilion.

Before he landed, he heard the roar coming from not far away.

Zhang Yuan knew very well that Zheng Lianhong already knew that his home had been stolen!

But such a situation had long been expected by him.

"Enemy attack!"

At this moment, Wuweifang was in an uproar because of the warning from Zheng Lianhong.

Countless disciples rushed out of the houses where they lived, and some of them didn't even have time to put on their coats.

The warriors who were patrolling the Fang area shouted loudly, their eyes wide open and searching for enemies everywhere.

"Here!"

Zhang Yuan, who landed outside Zhongyi Pavilion, ran into a group of Wuweimen who were running in a hurry.

Zhang Yuan smiled coldly and suddenly accelerated and rushed over.

He was like a rhino crashing into a flock of sheep, instantly knocking the team into pieces.

Screams, wailing, collisions, and broken bones came one after another.

It was horrifying to hear.

These warriors with only the strength of the first and second levels were no match for Zhang Yuan.

Almost all of them would fly away if touched, and would die if hit!

But Zhang Yuan also delayed for a few breaths.

An old man in gray came at lightning speed and shouted sternly: "Stay here for me!"

His roar was comparable to the explosion of thunder, and it actually shook away countless falling snowflakes around.

With a roar, the fourth-level master punched Zhang Yuan.

This punch caused the snow on the ground to roll up, and it actually formed a strong blizzard, pressing towards Zhang Yuan with an overwhelming force.

It was surprisingly carrying a bit of the power of heaven and earth!

In a breath, the fist with tyrannical power slammed in front of Zhang Yuan.

Facing the enemy's interception and surprise attack, Zhang Yuan still maintained his charge and clenched his fist to fight back.

His right arm suddenly swelled, and the muscles tightened instantly, the blood vessels protruded under the membrane, and the skin turned red like blood.

Ninety percent of Hunyuan Tiangang Qi, twelve times the power blessing!

Zhang Yuan's fist broke through the air, as if a hot flame was ignited!

Bang!

The two fists collided fiercely.

Crack!

The gray-clothed old man's fist suddenly exploded, and blood mixed with tendons, bones and muscle fragments splattered.

His right arm bones shattered at the same time!

"Ah!"

This fourth-level master of Wuwei Gate never dreamed that Zhang Yuan's fist power would be so strong.

Not only did it crush the true qi power he had cultivated for decades.

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And it also shattered his horizontal training body!

The next moment, a flash of blood flashed.

The screams stopped abruptly.

The gray-clothed old man who was stumbling back suddenly had a blood mark on his neck.

He opened his eyes wide in disbelief, his eyes full of pain and confusion.

Then he knelt down on the ground as if his spine had been pulled out.

Zhang Yuan, holding the Red Blood Divine Weapon in his left hand, flashed past the opponent.

With the blessing of twelve times agility, he fled in the opposite direction of Zuihualou!

Only a moment later, Zheng Lianhong appeared in front of the gray-clothed old man.

He was horrified: "Master!"

This gray-clothed old man is not only Zheng Lianhong's elder, but also the most senior elder in Wuwei Sect.

If Zheng Lianhong leaves Xiaxu, then the other party will temporarily take over the position of Sect Master.

He can be said to be the person he trusts the most.

As soon as Zheng Lianhong finished speaking, the gray-clothed old man's head suddenly rolled down.

The broken neck was unusually flat!

This terrifying scene made Zheng Lianhong's eyes instantly turn red.

He looked up suddenly and saw the broken window above Zhongyi Pavilion.

That was his study!

This fifth-level strong man couldn't help but let out a shocking roar: "If I don't kill you, Zheng will not be a human being!"

He jumped high and flew to the top of Zhongyi Pavilion.

With overwhelming anger and endless hatred, he looked down at Wuweifang from a high place.

Trying to find the enemy's trace.

However, the ruins city shrouded in darkness was as deep as an abyss, and the cold wind swept the earth with snowflakes.

Where can I see the figure of the murderer!

Although Zheng Lianhong was a fifth-level warrior, he did not have the ability to penetrate the heavens and the earth. Facing such a situation, he could only sigh helplessly.

He was anxious and angry, and his anger had nowhere to vent. The true essence in his body actually showed signs of disorder.

The leader of the Wuwei Sect suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood.

The bright red blood splashed on the snow, which was extremely shocking!

But after spitting out this piece of blood, Zheng Lianhong's mind instantly calmed down a lot.

He immediately sneaked back to his study through the broken window.

The scene in front of him made the fifth-level warrior dumbfounded and couldn't believe his eyes.

All the furniture in the room was cut open, including the bookshelves on both sides.

Not only was the secret compartment in the wall looted, but the secret compartment under the floor was also empty.

Although such a situation had been expected.

But Zheng Lianhong spit out another mouthful of old blood!