Chapter 3001 Shen Tianyu 401

That voice was not the voice of Master Mao Jun.

Not even that old naughty boy Wuyazi.

In this situation, the experts in charge of security outside had been subdued. The rumbling thunder covered up the sound of fighting, and no one who reported the news rushed in.

The ten most trusted leaders came to the banquet, and their guns, knives and magical instruments were put away.

Only Zong Ding had a gun.

He quickly reached behind his waist for his gun.

Ninety-nine percent of all magic, Taoism, and mystical arts are no match for bullets. This is the truth.

Zong Ding's hand had just touched the holster and had not yet pulled it out when Shen Tianyu lifted his fingers slightly and an invisible force bounced onto his wrist.

Zong Ding's wrist was in so much pain that he couldn't lift it up.

He reacted quickly and quickly switched to his left hand. There was also a gun on his left waist. He usually used two guns.

Before he could touch the holster, Zong Ding felt a numbness in his left wrist. Before he felt any pain, his wrist was already bleeding. He looked down and saw a bright red liquid flowing down.

Looking again, I saw an old Taoist priest wearing a gray-white Taoist robe, with an immortal look and bright eyes, about 20 meters behind me on the left.

It was Master Mao Jun, the person he feared the most.

Zong Ding's expression had turned ugly.

Seeing him like this, the ten chiefs fell silent. They were not afraid of causing trouble, but the incident had happened so suddenly that they wanted to wait and see what would happen.

At times like this, the first one to stick his head out gets shot. They are used to enjoying a good life, and no one wants to suffer physical pain for no reason.

Zong Ding looked out the window and shouted, "Are there any other seniors outside? Please come out together!"

He wanted to know who called him an evildoer?

"Evil obstacles" are usually called by one's own family members, and there may be a turning point.

He is now surrounded by enemies on all sides, and perhaps that is his only chance of turning things around.

There was a loud "bang" sound!

The locked main door was kicked open from the outside!

The person who came in was Wuyazi, who was wearing white clothes, white robe, white beard, and had a youthful face with white hair.

After days of running around, Wuyazi's white robe had become dirty, his once rosy face had become gray, his smooth lips were no longer moist but dry and cracked, and the whites of his cute big eyes were all bloodshot.

Wuyazi kicked the door open and pointed at Zongding's nose, cursing, "You beast! Where did you take A-po? Give me back my Po!"

Zong Ding argued slowly, "I don't know what you mean, Senior. I never sent anyone to harm the A-po you mentioned."

Wuyazi cursed even more fiercely, "Coward! You have the guts to do it, but not the guts to admit it!"

Zong Ding ignored him and looked out the window again, "Old Senior, please show yourself!"

A person slowly walked out from behind Wuyazi.

This man was of great appearance, with a handsome face, and dressed in black. He was Dugu Cheng.

Zong Ding stared at him, then smiled bitterly.

Dugu Cheng is Zong Heng's apprentice.

If he comes, Zong Heng will come too.

I originally thought that Zong Heng would take into account the family ties between the same clan and not get involved in this matter, or at least would not deal with him personally.

But he miscalculated.

Then Gu Yifeng and Jing Hong also appeared, as well as some masters from other sects.

Only then did Zong Ding realize that he had been fooled.

They are playing a feint to the east and attack in the west.

But his residence was quite secretive and arranged by a Taoist Feng Shui master, so it could not be calculated. How did they find it?

However, he was quite smart and quickly guessed which of the ten trusted leaders had exposed his whereabouts.

He laughed to himself.

As expected, even tigers take naps sometimes. He may be smart all his life but confused for a moment.

In a moment of desperation, I was fooled.

He shouted out the window, "Senior Zong Hengzi, I should call you Little Great Grandfather, right?"

There was silence outside the window and no one responded.

Zong Ding continued, "I have stumbled and am willing to face the consequences. I only ask that you do not kill us all. My eldest brother and I's children are descendants of the Zong family. Our hands are not stained with blood."

This is playing the family card.

Shen Tianyu was afraid that Zong Heng would be soft-hearted and take in Zong Ding's child. He would naturally teach the child, and the consequences would be unimaginable.

Shen Tianyu threw the hand rope towards Zong Ding.

The rope was mixed with mild steel and quickly tied him up tightly.

Zong Ding no longer resisted, as resistance was futile.

Then Shen Tianyu covered him with a metal net.

The other masters of cultivation subdued and tied up the ten trusted leaders.

Shen Tianyu walked out carrying the Zong Ding.

The heavy rain in the yard has stopped.

The sudden flash of lightning revealed corpses scattered across the ground, and the rain was red.

It is not an exaggeration to describe the scene as a river of blood.

The fighting outside was so fierce, but Zong Ding was entertaining his trusted leaders inside and was completely unaware of it. It can only be said that the other side's strength was several times greater than his.

Passing by the huge dragon blood tree in the courtyard.

Two old Taoist priests, one in black and one in white, were standing under the tree. Both were over a hundred years old, but their bodies were straight, their energy was sharp, and their internal strength was profound.

One of them was none other than the master of the Zong family, Zong Heng, whose Taoist name was Zong Hengzi.

The other one was even older than him.

Zong Ding was crouching in the net, head bowed, and bowed to Zong Heng. "Little great grandfather, I am dying soon. I will trouble you to take care of the descendants of the Zong family."

Shen Tianyu raised his hand and pressed his mute point.

This man is indeed much more cunning than his father Zong Ji. Even in this situation, he still doesn't forget to play tricks.

Zong Ji had been captured before and his mind was already in a state of confusion, but he remained calm and did not give up looking for a chance of survival.

Shen Tianyu carried him out and into the car.

Zong Heng said to the Taoist priest in white clothes beside him, "Thank you for your help, Senior Brother."

The Taoist priest in white was none other than Bo Xuanzi.

Bo Xuanzi gently stroked his white beard and said, "I haven't exercised for a long time. It's beneath our dignity to have you come all the way here to fight these little minions."

Zong Heng smiled and said, "Thank you, Senior Brother."

The group of sorcerers and black wizards that Zong Ding hired to protect him can be said to be the most powerful sorcerers in the world, and there are many of them. If these old guys didn't come, they might not be able to win relying on Shen Tianyu and others alone. Even if they barely won, there would be casualties.

Shen Tianyu is the apple of Dugu City's eye.

Zong Heng could only sacrifice his own relatives for the sake of justice.

Shen Tianyu took Zong Ding to the car and then called Yuan Bojun.

It was already eleven o'clock at night.

Normally at this time, Yuan Bojun would have already gone to bed.

But he couldn't sleep tonight.

This battle is either victory or defeat.

Either life or death.

Even if he wins, Shen Tianyu will inevitably get injured, and he is worried about him.

When the phone rang, Yuan Bojun quickly answered it, "Is this Tianyu?"

Shen Tianyu said: "It's me."

When he heard that he could still make a phone call, Yuan Bojun's heart, which had been hanging in his throat, immediately fell back into his chest. Being able to make a phone call meant that he was still alive and not seriously injured.

Yuan Bojun quickly asked, "Are you hurt?"

"No."

"Anyone need support?"

"My master, my great-grandmaster, my great-uncle-grandmaster, Senior Wuyazi, and Master Maojun."

Yuan Bojun smiled and said loudly: "It is true that those who are righteous have many supporters, while those who are unrighteous have few supporters!"

After saying this, he suddenly thought of something, and the smiling muscles at the corners of his lips tightened slightly. These people all came for Shen Tianyu. Since ancient times, the most taboo thing has been for someone to be more successful than his master.

If he wants to rebel in the future, it will be easy.

Yuan Bojun pondered in silence. Fortunately, he and Yuan Jinzhi could not survive, but they still had to be on guard.

Zong Ding's eyes rolled around, he looked at his phone, then at Shen Tianyu, and made a humming sound, as if he was very anxious.

Hearing the unusual noise, Yuan Bojun asked, "Who's calling?"

Shen Tianyu replied: "Zong Ding."

"You personally, send him back. I want to personally interrogate him! Don't let him escape, and his family too. This time, we must eradicate the root of the problem before it comes back again!"

Zong Ding's whimpering became even louder, but he was unable to speak because his mute point had been pressed.

Yuan Bojun said, "Let him speak."

Shen Tianyu raised his hand and pressed the Zongding acupoint to unblock his acupoint.

Zong Ding raised his voice and said to Yuan Bojun on the other end of the phone, "Yuan Shenzhi is in my hands!"

Yuan Bojun's expression changed instantly!