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Eight hundred and fiftieth chapters let me slaughter

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The stairs do not lead directly to the second floor, but have a turn back in the middle.

As soon as Wang San walked up, he suddenly reached out to block Fang Tong behind him. Fang Tong was still a little confused, but the next moment, he understood why Wang Sancai blocked him.

I heard a small voice coming from the second floor: "Qi Zhi, Huang Chong, Huang Erqi and Huang Di were suddenly killed. There was indeed no sign before, but it must be related to Huang Tian's sudden comeback. Huang Tian also remained silent about this matter. Although we have not yet investigated whether he did this matter, anyone can see that it must be related to him..."

The voice was small and erratic. Wang Sancai and Fang Tong could not help but feel a little difficult, but they could still be heard clearly: "Huang Tian is now on his way back to the capital. The headquarters is still planning to send people to intercept him on the way. Our mission is to take advantage of Huang Tian's departure to completely cut off his foundation... This time, no one of his remaining three sons will be left and they will be killed!!"

Hearing this, Wang Sancai did not hesitate anymore and turned straight up. Fang Tong followed closely behind Wang Sancai.

Perception is an extremely energy-consuming thing. No innate powerhouse will perceive it all the time. Therefore, this innate powerhouse on the second floor does not know that someone is hiding in the middle of the stairs.

However, when Wang Sancai and Fang Tong came up, they were exposed to everyone's sight without reservation!!

When Wang Sancai went up, he saw that the layout on the second floor was very simple, very much like an ordinary inn. There were several tables and chairs in the hall, and each table was filled with people. There was also a jar of wine on each table, but the key was that all the people sitting at the table were all wearing golden robes!

And on the small steps in front of them, a man in white silk sat. The sound just now came from the man's mouth.

Before Wang Sancai climbed the stairs, he realized that there were 101 people on the two floors. At the moment, it looked just as Hu Zongxiang said, not too much or too little, just one hundred members of the Golden Robe God Hand, plus an innate strong man.

"Who!" This innate powerful man said this very vigilantly when he saw a head emerging from the second floor.

And with his voice, the golden robes who were originally sitting in front of the table all stood up at the same time!

Only through this point can we see the quality and consciousness of these members of the God Hand.

But no, the next moment, all of them felt that they could not move. At this time, the innate powerhouse also saw Wang Sancai and Fang Tong appear at the entrance of the stairs. As soon as he saw Wang Sancai's face, he suddenly lost his lust and said, "You... are you!!"

It doesn't matter if he didn't say this. As soon as he said it, Wang Sancai also found that he was familiar with him. He felt a little moved in his heart and couldn't help but say: "Oh, it turned out to be one of the members who besieged me for a year. It's really not easy for you to remember my appearance."

Wang Sancai remembered that he was one of the innate powerful men who besieged him back then. To be honest, there were too many people on the other side, so Wang Sancai could not fully remember everyone's appearance. The reason why he felt familiar was because this year was only equivalent to a sleep for him.

The other party's innate powerhouse looked ugly. After the initial shock, he calmed down at this moment, and then he heard him say in a low voice: "I really didn't expect you to be dead... It's really unimaginable. It seems that the death of Huang Chong and the other four must be related to you."

Wang Sancai did not answer him, but said directly: "You are not qualified to ask me now, say..." He looked around: "These golden robes were the gods who destroyed the Pang family overnight, right?"

The innate powerhouse of the Dark Sect couldn't help but look ugly again. He knew that Wang Sancai was a peak innate powerhouse a year ago. Although he didn't know his current strength, he could kill him even if he was only one year ago. He knew very well that he did not have the qualifications to ask, but he would never say it easily, just listened to him: "They are indeed the hands of gods, but...ah!!"

Before he could finish his sentence, he suddenly felt a pain in his left hand, and then he saw his left hand falling to the ground, and blood was emitting from his wrist.

"Don't talk too much, I don't have time to talk nonsense to you and answer my questions. If what you say makes me unsatisfied, it will be a hand next time." Wang Sancai had no feelings in his cold voice. He had no favors for the people of the Dark Sect, so he would naturally not show mercy. As long as he did not kill a congenital strong man at will, he would not violate the Dacheng Creed.

This innate powerhouse really didn't expect that Wang Sancai would do anything without warning. He was sweating profusely in pain, but he could only hold back the pain and said quickly: "Yes, they are the hand of gods, the golden robe that destroyed the Pang family three years ago."

"Why should I destroy the Pang family?" Wang Sancai asked again: "Where did the Pang family offend you?"

"I don't know. It was Ye Zanghua's order at the beginning, and I just heard about it." The innate powerful man said without hesitation: "Ye Zanghua has been dead for a year now, and no one knows why he destroyed the Pang family."

Wang Sancai couldn't help but have a headache, but he also believed that this innate strong man would not lie, and there was no need to lie. After all, they were just small pawns, and it was normal for them to know that the Pang family was destroyed.

Wang Sancai was calm on the surface and said softly: "Xiaotong, do it, these golden robes will not hurt you."

While saying that, he handed Fang Tong a spirit-killing army stabbing and saw the blade, but Fang Tong shook his head and took out a rusty little dagger from his arms: "These people were fixed by the elder brother and had no power to resist. They were completely slaughtered by me. I want to kill them with the relics left to me by my father."

As he said that, Fang Tong walked to one of the golden robes and cut the man's neck with a dagger. These people were indeed unable to resist by Wang Sancai. It can be said that Fang Tong wanted to kill them, which was no different from the puppet cutter.

In the blink of an eye, five golden robes were cut off their throats. The innate powerhouse of the Dark Sect seemed to have noticed Fang Tong only then.

There was no way, Wang Sancai brought him too much shock. He focused all his energy on Wang Sancai, and he didn't dare to distract himself and pay attention to Fang Tong, but now seeing Fang Tong in the member of the God of Killing Hand, he couldn't help but look over.

However, if you don’t look at it, a look of shock suddenly surged on his face, but this look of shock flashed across his face. Wang Sancai, who was watching Fang Tong killing, did not notice it.

Wang Sancai looked at Fang Tong's clean and neat look, and a stone hanging in his heart fell to the ground. He turned around and asked the innate powerhouse of the Dark Sect, "What's your name?"

"Nangong Gou." The innate powerhouse of the Dark Sect said silently.

Wang Sancai nodded slightly: "When I came up just now, did you mean to attack the Huang family?"

"Yes." He replied: "The Sect Master thought this was strange, so he sent us to depose the Huang family."

Wang Sancai frowned slightly: "Who is your current sect leader?"

Nangong Gou replied: "Tan Youxin..." As he said that, he added: "A year ago, after your death, the candidate was appointed by the Lord of Ye Zang Huaye."

Wang Sancai didn't say much about this topic anymore and asked instead: "You are responsible for massacre of Huang Family Tuye City, right?"

"Yes." Nangong Gou did not hesitate.

Wang Sancai asked again: "Who is the one who went to intercept Huang Tian halfway?"

"I haven't discussed it when I came, but if nothing unexpected happens, the sect leader should have brought people there in person." Nangong Gou didn't want to suffer any more, and he answered very simply: "The remaining 100 members of the God Hand should be going to other places of the Huang family to slaughter Guang's family."

When Wang Sancai heard this, he stopped asking, turned his head and said, "Xiaotong. Move faster."

During the time of conversation between the two, Fang Tong had already killed at least thirty god hands. At this time, he could not help but speed up when he heard Wang Sancai's instructions.

Wang Sancai asked again: "Nangong Gou, when did you come to Feiliu City?"

"Today..." he replied: "It's just arrived shortly after this evening."

"In other words, your Dark Sect hasn't sent anyone to intercept Huang Tian yet, right?"

"I'm not sure, but I won't go far even if I leave."

While listening, Wang Sancai also sensed that his current perception range could have a kingdom. He knew that the headquarters of the Dark Sect was near Feiliu City, but near Feiliu City, except for Nangong Gou and Zhuang Qingshan of Zhuangjia Manor in front of him, he could not sense the third innate power!

Needless to say, you know that he is dead without feeling Hai Tianqing's breath.

But according to Nangong Gou's words, how could there be no other innate powerhouses near Feiliu City?

There is only one explanation.

Wang Sancai's face immediately became dark: "You are lying to me."

"Ah—Uh!" A scream sounded from Nangong Gou's mouth again. This time, Wang San cut off his right shoulder. Nangong Gou grinned in pain and sweated heavily. At this moment, he didn't dare to hesitate and said hurriedly: "I didn't lie to you!!"

Nangong Gou is a congenital strongman. Wang Sancai cannot kill him now, but Wang Sancai doesn't want to talk nonsense to him. He directly said: "If there are congenital strongmen nearby, I can sense it. But now, except for you and Zhuang Qingshan of the Zhuangjia, I can't sense the third congenital strongman. I will repeat it again. Don't waste my time. The next time I lie is the little bug under your crotch."

Due to excessive blood loss, Nangong Gou's face turned pale, but he still shouted injustice: "I really didn't lie to you, listen to me! Our Dark Sect headquarters has a barrier to prevent others from perception. Not to mention the innate strong people, even the great-achieving strong people do not want to sense the people in our Dark Sect headquarters. This is our means of protection. If you say you haven't sensed it, then I can be sure that they have not left the headquarters yet!"

"Really?" Wang Sancai suddenly realized. Seeing Nangong Gou nodding, he whispered: "Take me there."

"Okay." Nangong Gou agreed without any hesitation. He didn't want to suffer any more from Wang Sancai.

When Wang Sancai heard this, he couldn't help but look at Fang Tong, and saw blood all over the ground, all of which were bleeding from the throat. There were no more than ten intact golden robes. Fang Tong became more and more skillful as he killed, and the more he killed, the more he was, the more he was. In a blink of an eye, the last dozen golden robes were cut off by him.

The necks of a hundred people were cut in succession, which also made Fang Tong feel a little numb and tired. He wiped the blood on one of the golden robes and walked to Wang Sancai: "Brother, are we going to the headquarters of the Dark Sect?"

Wang Sancai nodded silently.
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