The night was heavy, dark clouds covered the moon, and three or four hundred men in black gathered in a spacious secret room. Everyone held weapons and released a vigorous aura, ready to fight at any time, with excitement flashing in their eyes. ◇↓

Young Master Zhu Dingcang slapped the folding fan lightly, and he was content with his smile, "We will set out immediately by the night, only success is allowed not failure, we must capture Fang Yujia, the false holy master, alive."

"As for orders!" More than two hundred black-clad martial arts strong men answered in unison.

The style of more than 100 people in black clothes was somewhat different from that of more than 200 martial arts men in black clothes, and they did not nod, and it was obviously not the same group of people.

Among these people was a charming and stunning woman, Bing Rou of Fang Tian Sect. Then the group of men in black behind her were naturally the strong men of Fang Tian Sect.

"But it is said that Fang Yujia's strength is unfathomable. I'm afraid it's not that easy to catch her quietly. Once you alarm the strong people of other forces in your Wuzong, your plan will be exposed and your success will be successful!" A strong man from the Fangtian Sect said in doubt.

"Haha, this fellow Taoist is so worried. But I have my own tricks, don't worry!" Zhu Dingcang's mouth curled a cold smile.

If Fang Yujia is successfully captured alive tonight, then he can indirectly control the entire Wuzong through Fang Yujia.

If there is a great chaos today, the Fangtian Sect needs the power of their Wuzong. After indirectly controlling the Wuzong, he can easily form an alliance with the Fangtian Sect and lead the entire Wuzong to leave the Xuan Realm to see the light of heaven again.

By then, his reputation would be greatly enhanced and he would easily become the co-lord of Wuzong.

"Young Master, don't worry, let's wait for the Young Master to win!" Bing Rou smiled.

"Haha, I will definitely return in triumphantly and live up to expectations!" Zhu Dingcang nodded with a smile.

Afterwards, Zhu Dingcang asked all the martial arts powerhouses to cover their faces and quietly came to the temple with more than 200 people under the cover of the night.

Zhu Dingcang made a gesture. Everyone stopped at the same time, and they crawled on the ground in a uniform manner, silently. Under the night, everyone could only see the whites of each other's eyes.

"Remember, you only have one chance, and your soul can only stay in this body for a quarter of an hour. You must inject this black iron magic needle into Fang Yujia's spine within a quarter of an hour!

As long as this black iron magic needle is inserted into her spine, she will immediately lose the ability to move and fall into a coma completely. She cannot threaten you! Don’t be afraid, she will not be on guard against you!" Zhu Dingcang said in a silence.

"Yes, young master!" The masked man pointed his head heavily, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.

"Go! You only have half a moment, and in half a moment, we will rush in together!" Zhu Dingcang said coldly, typing out a secret code, and the temple guards not far away immediately made way.

For today, he has been preparing for more than half a year. All the guards of the temple have been replaced by his people.

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The Zhenwu Temple has carved beams and painted roofs, gorgeous and magnificent, and the vermilion pillars are carved with lifelike dragon reliefs, making the entire hall look solemn, dignified, sacred and inviolable.

Fang Yujia held her cheeks and sat quietly on the high position at the end of the hall, wearing a red robe, graceful and luxurious. She exuded a special aura, which made people feel the urge to worship.

Puff...

At this time, gentle footsteps sounded outside the empty hall, interrupting Fang Yujia's thoughts.

Fang Yujia sat upright, looked up in confusion, and saw a masked man in black rushing towards the hall quickly.

"Stop, no notification, break into the temple late at night, what are you trying to do, who are you?" Fang Yujia shouted coldly, his tone full of majesty.

The visitor did not stop immediately, walked quickly to the center of the hall, raised his head and looked directly at Fang Yujia's eyes very impolitely, with a smile in his eyes, gently lifting the black cloth on his face, revealing a familiar and unfamiliar face to Fang Yujia.

When Fang Yujia saw the face of the visitor clearly, she was stunned on the spot, her delicate body trembled, and she showed a look of shock. She subconsciously stood up slowly, walked down the platform step by step, and stared blankly at the man in black below.

The man in black standing in the middle of the hall had a tough face like a knife. He was not handsome but very masculine. He had a gentle but slightly bad smile on the corner of his mouth, and he looked at Fang Yujia who was walking step by step.

"Yu'er, it's me, I'm back alive!" The man opened his arms and rushed towards Fang Yujia. He was exactly the same as Xiao Cheng in terms of temperament and appearance, and could not find any flaws.

"Brother...Xiao...Cheng! It's really you!"

Fang Yujia dragged her long skirt and ran towards the man quickly, showing an expression of ecstasy.

Fang Yujia was getting closer and closer to the man. When he arrived three meters away and was about to fall into the man's arms, Fang Yujia's pretty face suddenly became stern, and a trace of cunning flashed in his beautiful eyes. He snorted coldly: "Fake it, go to die!"

At this time, Fang Yujia's voice changed completely, just like the voice of a little girl.

When the man heard Fang Yujia call out the word "fake" and changed color in shock. How could this be possible? How could Fang Yujia see through him? His body is exactly the same as Xiao Cheng, without any difference. He can completely distort the fake.

As soon as Fang Yujia finished speaking, the little bell on his white wrist suddenly shone with blood and instantly turned into a bronze bell of three meters high and one meter-5 meters in diameter. The bell was engraved with countless monsters with teeth and claws, which seemed extremely evil and released a fierce aura that captured the hearts and souls.

This bell is naturally Kexin's bell of Wanmo.

The Ten Thousand Demon Bell was full of blood and fell from the sky. The man in black had no time to react and was shrouded by the Ten Thousand Demon Bell.

With a dull sound, the Wan Yao Bell landed on the ground and held the man in black tightly to the ground.

"Hmph, fake, you dare to pretend to be my brother Xiao Cheng. It's just a matter of death. Hehe, you are fake, and I'm not real!" Fang Yujia wrinkled his nose, revealing a cute and coquettish look.

Her face was still the same, but her words and deeds did not have the same charm as Fang Yujia. Of course, she was not the real Fang Yujia, but was transformed from Ke Xin.

This illusionized magical power cannot deceive cultivators with higher cultivation levels than her, but can deceive martial arts powerful people. Martial arts powerful people do not have spiritual consciousness.

"Calm!" Ke Xin shouted lightly, and the Ten Thousand Demon Bell on the ground quickly contracted, and in the blink of an eye it turned into a small bell. Back on her white wrist, the faker was also included in the Ten Thousand Demon Bell.

"Oh, it's so boring. Sister Yu'er won't let me kill anyone, otherwise I'll make this guy turn into ashes!" Ke Xin sighed in disappointment, turned around and returned to the high seat, lying casually without any attention.

While Zhu Dingcang brought people outside the temple, Fang Yujia went the other way and headed straight to Zhu Dingcang's secret basement.

Fang Yujia came to the stone gate under the cliff alone, with a slightly frown of eyebrows and a strong struggle flashing in her beautiful eyes. It seemed that there was something that could not be decided. After a long time, he suddenly gave a cold order: "Go, no strong man from Fang Tian Sect stayed!"

At this time, the surroundings were empty, and she was the only one. But she suddenly ordered, which seemed extremely strange. What's even more strange was that as soon as she finished speaking, countless firm cold shouts came from around her: "I wish to die for the Holy Lord!"

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