"What did you say?" The old man's face was full of shock, and he completely forgot the pain. "You said Zhuang Da was not dead. Mr. Yizhu had just been killed by you? This... how is this possible?"

Lin Feng smiled coldly, and the palm of his left hand slowly spread out. In his hand, an extremely strange hook appeared in front of the old man.

"This... this is Mr. Zizhu's weapon!" The old man's face changed and he shouted in dismay.

"I thought this was just a few small fish and shrimps, but I didn't expect there was a big fish, which was beyond my expectations." Lin Feng slowly withdrew his left hand and looked at the old man with a cold smile.

Being able to recognize Mr. Zizhu's weapon, this person must have a very high status among the Templars. He came here to wipe out the killer of the Templars. Lin Feng did not expect to meet such a guy.

As a senior Templar, this guy must know a lot of information, which is also very beneficial to Lin Feng's plan to wipe out the Templar. So Lin Feng naturally would not let this guy die easily.

"Mr. Zizhu's weapon fell into your hands, it seems that he is indeed dead."

In an instant, the old man lost all his momentum and looked at Lin Feng and smiled bitterly, "Zhuang Da has not known his life and death for more than 30 years, but he didn't expect that he was still alive. With Zhuang Da's support, the Dark Night Blade can naturally suppress our Templar Warriors. But what I don't understand is, with your strength, how can you kill Mr. Zizhu? Besides, our Templar Warriors and your Dark Night Blade have no grudges, why do you attack Mr. Zizhu?"

"Mr. Zizhu was injured himself, so his strength has declined, so I was able to kill him." Lin Feng said lightly, "As for why I attacked him, the reason is very simple. He dealt with me first, Luoyun Sect, and I was just a counterattack."

"So that's it!" the old man murmured, "So that's it!"

"You have the intention to eliminate the roots when you attack me! Do you want to completely eradicate our Templar?"

"It's just that." Lin Feng did not hide it at all.

"Haha!" the old man laughed bitterly, "I originally wanted to choose a remote place to support my elderly care, but I didn't expect that when I encountered this, I was really unlucky."

"It's the same where you choose to retire. The Templar will no longer exist soon. This is the price of provoking me Luoyun Sect." Lin Feng said coldly, "If you don't want to die too miserable, tell me what you know. What other Templar's strongholds in Yuezhou? Who is your boss?"

"Haha!" the old man coughed up a mouthful of blood and smiled bitterly, "I am here, who is worthy of being my boss in Yuezhou? I know what you want. Not only is the stronghold of the Templar Warriors in Yuezhou, but also the stronghold of the Templar Warriors in the Eight Prefectures in the world, but how can I tell you! I have killed people all my life, and now I am killed by you, it is also the retribution for my destiny. Unfortunately, Mr. Zizhu is doing his own arbitrarily and is about to ruin my Templar Warriors' thousands of years of inheritance!" After saying that, his eyes were closed and he acted like waiting for death.

"Mr. Zizhu is doing it recklessly? What does this mean?" Lin Feng said coldly.

The old man snorted and did not answer.

"Don't you say that?" Lin Feng smiled coldly.

His pupils suddenly turned into dark red, and two blood rays burst out from his pupils and bombarded the old man's eyebrows.

"Ah!" the old man screamed, suddenly opened his eyes, his face completely twisted, and his body kept twitching on the spear, looking extremely painful.

The soul is the foundation of human beings. Lin Feng's talented skill "Beast God Light" specifically attacks the soul. Although this old man is also a high-level warrior, he just crossed this threshold. How could he withstand his attack? This kind of pain is a hundred times more painful than the pain of flesh and blood. How could he bear it!

After a few breaths, Lin Feng's eyes dissipated, and the old man's howl slowly stopped, and his whole body was soaked in sweat.

Looking at Lin Feng's quiet face, the old man said in pain: "What kind of hell is this?"

Lin Feng sneered and said, "You can tell me now!"

The old man looked at Lin Feng's cold eyes and his heart shivered.

It is easy to be righteous and die calmly. He is not afraid of it. However, the pain of the soul tearing just now will make him feel chilled when he thinks about it. This kind of pain is a hundred times stronger than the fear of death, and he will definitely not want to do it again.

"Okay, I'll say." The old man frowned in pain and hissed.

...

Lin Feng gently pulled the spear out of the old man's body, and then said, "Tell me!"

The old man coughed in pain: "Mr. Zizhu's strength has declined, which was originally as I expected, but I didn't expect him to make a decision so quickly. If it weren't for his strength, how could he be killed by you! Alas, all this is luck. My Templar has been passed down for thousands of years since Master Ji Wu, but I didn't expect it to be finally ruined in his hands."

Lin Feng listened quietly.

"Mr. Zizhu is the direct disciple of the previous generation of Templar leader. He inherited the inheritance of Templars, so he has such a strong strength. Every generation of our Templars is the strongest leader, not because they have the highest qualifications, but because of the inheritance of this Templar. The inheritance of this Templar is the cornerstone of our Templars existence. Those who have obtained the inheritance of Templars will naturally become new leaders."

"According to the rules, the inheritance of the Templars must be extremely cautious. There will be several candidates for those who accept the inheritance. Only before the previous generation of leaders dies, will they specifically designate one person to accept the inheritance of the Templars and become the leader of the next generation."

"Mr. Naota has been the leader of the Templar for more than a hundred years. The next candidate for the leader of the Templar was already designated. However, more than a year ago, things changed!"

The old man shook his head in pain: "The word "Se" is really amazing. I didn't expect that Mr. Zizhu would fall into trouble here after his whole life!"

"Mr. Juzhu is an Akira's identity as a big slut. This book is just to conceal his identity. But he didn't expect that he was completely addicted to poetry and lyrics, and he couldn't extricate himself!"

"The last time he received commissions and killed someone was thirty years ago. Over the past thirty years, he has really regarded himself as a slut. He has been singing with talented men, talented literati and poets in Xiaozhou all day long, completely forgetting that he is a killer!"

"The most famous woman in Xiaozhou is the fairy of Qingshui in Xiaoshan Academy. However, in recent years, a woman named Yan Qingmei in Wushuang Sect has become famous and has been chasing the fairy of Qingshui. Mr. Zizhu has been singing several times with Yan Qingmei, and has praised this woman's talent. He even said that this woman's poems are unique. Although she is less gentle than the fairy of Qingshui, she has more heroic spirit."

Lin Feng listened and couldn't help but think of the beautiful woman in white clothes.

The first time I saw Yan Qingmei was at a poem meeting in Qinglong City, and I met Yan Qingmei several times after that. Yan Qingmei also made a special trip to Yuezhou City to visit him. If there was no unpleasantness about the Snow God Pill in the remains of Wending, he and Yan Qingmei could even be considered friends.

When Yan Qingmei came to Yuezhou City, she once gave Lin Feng a collection of poems she wrote. However, although Lin Feng was famous for being a great man, he was famous and unreal. He also read Yan Qingmei's poems, but he couldn't tell what was good about it. As for whether there is heroic spirit in the poem, he didn't know anything.

Of course, he could not tell the good or bad of the poems that the master had in his mind. He was just an ordinary boy in Blackstone Town and had never received systematic training in this area. These were natural things.

The old man continued: "Mr. Zizhu went from admiring his poems to thinking about him. Later, he went to Wushuang City and saw this little girl. Unexpectedly, this little girl actually made Mr. Zizhu unable to think about food and food, unable to sleep at night, and even refused to care about the Templars."

"If an ordinary high-level warrior saw such a girl he liked, he would just use it. It was because of Mr. Zhu's literati nature, and he wanted to say something about your love and my wishes. Unfortunately, although he is quite famous in literature, he is still older and ugly. How could that girl Yan Qingmei fall in love with him? A king of killers actually tossed and turned for a little girl. Isn't it ridiculous!"

"If things ended here, that would be fine. Unexpectedly, things changed again afterwards!"

"One day, Mr. Juezhu finally remembered his identity as the King of Killers. When he returned to the headquarters to read the files for the past few years, he found something. It turned out that the little girl in Wushuang Sect was taken as a disciple by a strong Templar Warrior since he was a child. Now he is the only one among my Templar Warriors. He is almost a senior manager. However, the hierarchy between the Templar Warriors is very strict, and only a few people know the identity of that little girl. Mr. Juezhu is most qualified to know these things, but he has not been concerned about mundane affairs for many years, so he did not find these things."

"What!" Lin Feng's brow suddenly shrank.

Yan Qingmei turned out to be a Templar!

That woman in white clothes is actually a killer!

This news shocked Lin Feng.

But if you think about it carefully, this is also a very likely thing.

On that day, she borrowed the ancient teleportation array in the Wushuang Sect and killed the playboy named Zhou Tong. Yan Qingmei said that she would deal with this matter. Shortly after she returned to Yuezhou, Yan Qingmei visited Yuezhou and had become the new sect leader of Wushuang Sect.

He secretly killed the original sect leader of Wushuang Sect and defeated his two brothers Yan Tianyang and Yan Tianhao to the top. Yan Qingmei undoubtedly had absolute strength. However, her original ranking among the disciples of Wushuang Sect was only third. Obviously, her strength was always hidden.

Just the teachings of Wushuang Sect will not allow Yan Qingmei to have such strength. Yan Qingmei must have other masters besides Wushuang Sect. Now Lin Feng understands that Yan Qingmei’s master is a powerful samurai among the Templars!

Yan Qingmei is a Templar! Lin Feng smiled bitterly in his heart.

Originally, he vowed to kill all the templars, but now Yan Qingmei's identity has given him a big and small problem.

He may not care about Yan Qingmei's thoughts towards him, but he could not kill her for no reason. From the first meeting to the present, Yan Qingmei has always shown him kindness, so how could Lin Feng take action against her?
Chapter completed!