You are already cultivating immortality, who would fight with you alone?

Chapter 335: The Triumphant Disciples

"Holy Lord!"

"Holy Lord! I have brought all my disciples back alive!" This sudden shout was like a thunderclap, instantly breaking the atmosphere of heated discussion in the room.

The two people who were in a heated discussion were both stunned when they heard the voice, and then looked at each other at the same time, with confusion and puzzlement in each other's eyes.

However, as holy masters, even if they are full of doubts and anxieties, they cannot easily reveal them.

Then, in just a moment, the look of panic quickly faded from their faces like the tide, and was replaced by a calm and composed attitude.

Chen Yang's figure flashed and he flew out of the pavilion first like a bolt of lightning.

After drawing a graceful arc in the air, he landed steadily on the ground.

When his eyes met the person who came, his heart sank suddenly and an ominous premonition suddenly came to his mind.

"You...how did you come back?!" Chen Yang widened his eyes, staring at the person in front of him in disbelief, and his voice unconsciously rose octaves.

Who else could this person be but the deacon of the Holy Land of Spiritual Medicine stationed in Qiyang City? !

You know, not long ago, Chen Yang personally sold them to Liu Yuntian as bargaining chips, allowing Liu Yuntian to make a big fuss and steal the limelight.

If the king orders his subject to die, the subject must die!

Chen Yang's panic was not because he felt guilty towards them. On the contrary, if they had any objections, Chen Yang would have killed them the same thing.

They are also well aware of this.

So after the deacon saw through the situation in Qi Yang City, he immediately ran back to the sect with his disciples. At the same time, even though they knew that the Holy Lord had sold them out, they could not show anger.

But now, these disciples who should have been sacrificed were standing in front of him unharmed. How could Chen Yang not feel shocked and panicked?

However, Chen Yang quickly realized his gaffe.

He took a deep breath, forced himself to suppress the panic in his heart, and tried to calm himself down.

What puzzled Chen Yang even more was that with these people's strength, how could they possibly escape from Liu Yuntian's National Defense Army?

"Holy Lord! You don't know! The scene was so shocking and terrifying!" The deacon said with horror on his face, his voice trembling unconsciously.

"Not long ago, a shocking chaos suddenly broke out inside the Six Gates! A figure who looked like a god of death suddenly appeared out of nowhere and single-handedly wiped out the entire Six Gates! The bloody and cruel scene is still vivid in my mind and makes people shudder!"

At this point, the deacon paused for a moment, swallowed his saliva, and continued, "Later, the National Defense Army from the Northern Frontier also heard the news and rushed over. However, the strange thing was that they just surrounded the place and did not immediately start to kill the enemy."

"In my opinion, they obviously have ulterior motives and want to reap the benefits while sitting back and waiting for the opportunity to take advantage!"

"I immediately made a decision and led a group of disciples to evacuate the scene and return to the sect first."

"We at the Holy Land of Spiritual Medicine cannot be so foolish as to act as the mantis catching the cicada!"

At this moment, a hint of pride appeared on the deacon's face, as if he was asking for credit and reward from the Holy Lord.

However, only he himself knew how much truth there was in these words.

In fact, the reason why he pretended to be stupid was because this was the only way for them to survive.

Long before he decided to come back, he had already seen through the mind of his own Holy Lord - in fact, from the very beginning, the Holy Lord had regarded them as abandoned sacrifices.

He is very clear about this!

But what can we do? If we choose to run away, we will be like a pig that finally breaks free from its restraints after being sent to the slaughterhouse by its owner.

In front of a powerful butcher, where can you escape to even if you run desperately?

Is it possible to escape from the village? !

Therefore, the only way for them to survive was to quickly escape back to their master's house.

Although their owner sold them mercilessly, they had raised them for such a long time, so they still had some feelings for them, so they came back to play dumb.

Wag your tail and beg for mercy, try to please your owner, maybe the owner will soften his heart and not sell it to you!

Chen Yang's face at this moment was as gloomy as the sky before a storm, and it looked so gloomy that water could even drip out of it.

His originally bright eyes were now like a blade, scraping fiercely at the deacon's body.

He asked in a low and majestic voice: "Who gave you the courage to run back without permission? My Holy Land of Spiritual Medicine has been stationed in Qiyang City for thousands of years. How dare you leave your post so easily in such an important place?!"

Facing Chen Yang's question, the deacon didn't know how to answer for a moment. After opening his mouth several times, he could only utter a weak syllable: "This..."

However, as soon as he uttered this word, his forehead was instantly covered with dense cold sweat.

At this moment, a disciple suddenly came out from the back, his face full of confusion. He looked at Chen Yang and said, "Ah? Didn't you, the Holy Lord, give the order to recall us?"

After hearing what the disciple said, the deacon thought to himself that something was wrong and almost fainted on the spot.

He secretly cursed this ignorant disciple in his heart. He either didn't show his head, or when he did, it seemed like he wanted to torture him to death!

As expected, after Chen Yang heard this, he was slightly stunned.

Then there was a burst of sneers: "Oh? Hehehe...an order from this Holy Lord?"

After saying that, he raised his eyebrows slightly and looked at the deacon with cold eyes.

Then, he waved his arm lightly, and with a "swish", a black iron fan slipped out from his sleeves and fell steadily into his hands.

If you look closely, you can see that the ribs of this iron fan emit a faint cold light, which makes people feel chilly at a glance.

"OK……"

"Then explain yourself to me. This Holy Lord wants to know what you can say about falsely transmitting the Holy Order and leaving one's post without permission!"

Now that things have come to this, what else can the deacon say?

Expose the true face of the Holy Lord in front of all the disciples?

That would only make him die faster.

“Holy…Holy Lord! This is all for the sake of the Holy Land. These disciples have been practicing endlessly and have consumed countless resources. If they were killed by that lunatic, wouldn’t it be a loss for the Holy Land?!”

"and……"

Before he could finish his words, Chen Yang had already raised the iron fan impatiently, ready to execute the deacon.

In his heart, none of these disciples could be left behind.

This deacon obviously understood his situation a long time ago. Even the dumbest disciples would figure it out in the future.

Their Holy Lord has already thrown them out as bargaining chips!

For Chen Yang, leaving them alive is equivalent to burying a bomb for himself!