As soon as they received the news, Zhang Jing and his entourage immediately set off for the East Peak of the Immortal Sect.

The main peak of the Immortal Sect was a little empty, and Zhang Jing let Penglai Immortal Venerable sit in charge.

His son Zhang Yu naturally stayed at the main peak, and it was impossible for Zhang Jing to let him take risks.

The matter was urgent, and Zhang Jing and the others hurried day and night.

In three days, they rushed to the east peak.

As soon as I arrived at the place, I felt a bad atmosphere, and the whole camp was lifeless.

"Childe, I'm sorry for you." Ying Chen knelt on the ground and said with tears in his eyes.

"What to cry about, get up and speak." Zhang Jing reprimanded.

Ying Chen got up from the ground, his face full of frustration.

"Tell me what's going on? How big is the loss? ”

Seeing that Yingchen's mood was a little more stable, Zhang Jing asked.

'The attack was going well at the beginning and we were fast to the top. But two masters suddenly appeared on the Zhen family's side, and the two of them killed us by surprise. Ying Chen replied.

"How many people have we lost?" Zhang Jing asked about the loss again.

"Eight disciples were sacrificed, more than a dozen were seriously injured, and hundreds were slightly injured." Ying Chen said.

Zhang Jing nodded, there was no expression on his face, he didn't know what he was thinking.

"Have you collected the Yuan Infant of the Sacrifice Disciple?" Zhang Jing asked.

"Collected, it's all here."

Ying Chen handed the lock spirit bag to Zhang Jing, and took the lock spirit bag, Zhang Jing was finally able to breathe a sigh of relief.

If the infant is still there, there is hope of resurrection, and it is not considered a complete death.

"Calm the emotions of the other disciples, and treat the injured disciples with all their might."

"It's been arranged, but there are too many injured people, and the healing pill is a little insufficient."

Zhang Jing directly threw a storage bag to Ying Chen, which contained all kinds of healing pills. See. Hair. Line. Middle. Wen. net

After Yingchen was all arranged, Zhang Jing asked him about the situation of the Min family.

"What about the Min clan, what about their losses?"

"The losses of the Min clan are even more serious, their people have no battle formation to support, and they can hardly form an effective resistance to those two masters."

Hearing such news, Zhang Jing had a rough estimate of the Min family's losses.

"The origin of those two masters, have you found out?"

"Only a rough idea was examined, according to the people of the Zhen family, those two people arrived at Dongfeng half a month ago, and the others don't know."

"Did they escape in defeat or retreat on their own?"

"Judging from the situation at the time, they should have felt that they couldn't take us for a while, so they took the initiative to retreat."

"Zhen's people, how many runaways?"

"I didn't run a few, except for the dead ones, they were basically caught."

After the questioning, Zhang Jing motioned to Ying Chen to get busy first, and he also had to go to the Min family's camp.

"Uncle, I'm here."

Far away, Zhang Jing could feel Min Wuji's pessimism, his face was sad, his hair was messy, and he just sat there like a chicken.

Hearing Zhang Jing's voice, Min Wuji looked up, and then came to his heart, and told Zhang Jing about the heavy loss with tears.

"Virtuous nephew, careless, careless, I didn't expect them to have such a strong help."

Min Wuji is no longer called Zhang Jing's master, it is like seeing a relative, pulling Zhang Jing to complain.

"Uncle, victory and defeat are common things in soldiers, and we haven't lost either." Zhang Jing comforted her.

"It's a victory, but it's just a miserable victory!"

"Uncle, don't worry, no matter how far I go to the ends of the earth, I will find those two beasts, I will not avenge this revenge, and I will not be a man."

"But who we are looking for revenge, we don't even know the identity of the other party."

"In Xianxing, there is no one I can't find."

Hearing Zhang Jing say this, Min Wuji was stunned for a moment.

With his understanding of Zhang Jing, Zhang Jing should not brag at this time.

"I heard that the children of the Min family have been injured a lot, this is some healing pills, uncle take it and use it first, if it is not enough, you can come to me again."

"Thank you! Thanks a lot! ”

After Zhang Jing left, Min Wuji hurriedly opened the storage bag.

When he saw what was inside, the shock in his heart was indescribable.

All perfect quality elixirs, what a precious thing.

There are so many pills, and they were sent out without saying a word, which is really big enough.

After the pacification work is done, the next thing to do is the interrogation.

Regarding those two masters, Zhang Jing didn't believe that the people of the Zhen clan only knew that bit of news, and they must know more.

Interrogation is Zhang Jing's forte, and his fiery interrogation method has long been a powerful immortal.

"Did you say it yourself, or did I force you to say it?"

In front of all the people of the Zhen family, Zhang Jing asked someone to be arrested and interrogated.

"I've already said everything I know, but I really don't know the rest."

"It's really hard-mouthed, since you don't want to say it, then I'll add some ingredients to you."

Without waiting for the person being tried to defend himself, Zhang Jing directly released a thunderbolt and ignited him.

In an instant, the man was burned to the ground.

The people present could see it clearly, and even the Yuan Infant was burned.

"Next." Zhang Jing shouted.

His voice is like a talisman, and whoever he meets is unlucky.

When the third one was burned, the people of the Zhen clan could no longer keep their calm, and they rushed to confess one by one.

The scene was a mess, and I couldn't tell what was said.

"Silence." Zhang Jing shouted.

The shout was very shocking, and a large group of people instantly fell silent.

"Come one by one, you, just you, you say it first." Zhang Jing pointed to a slightly chubby middle-aged man in the crowd and said.

"We really don't know about the situation of those two masters, and those are the only people who know the situation." The chubby middle-aged man said.

"Tell me, how many of them know?"

Seeing that Zhang Jing asked him to identify, the slightly chubby middle-aged man did not hesitate to identify three people.

The three identified men were hidden in the crowd, and if no one identified them, there was really no difference between them.

"Alright, you go down."

Hearing that Zhang Jing asked him to go down, the slightly chubby middle-aged man hurriedly walked back into the crowd as if he had been pardoned.

The three identified men, their eyes rolling, they were thinking of a way out.

Their every move could not escape Zhang Jing's eyes.

Before they could make a move, Qi Rui jumped forward, and with three palms in a row, the three of them flew out of the crowd and fell in front of Zhang Jing.

"Do you want to say it yourself, or do I want me to force you to say it."

Zhang Jing smiled and repeated the sentence.

The three of them looked at each other, as if they had agreed not to open their mouths.

"Alright then, I'll pick any one." Zhang Jing's fingers moved back and forth over the heads of the three people.

"Well, it's hard to choose. Thunderbolt, you can choose whichever you like. ”

Zhang Jing gave up his own choice, and he directly gave an order to Thunderbolt to choose.

The choice of Thunderbolt is much simpler, it flies directly above the head of one of them, which is considered a good choice.

The chosen one began to tremble.

The two who weren't chosen shrank back.