The Supreme God of Martial Arts novel Chapter 1425

Moments later, all members of the Magic Hand Sect came forward to greet Angus.

Fifty to sixty thousand people from the Magic Hand Sect stood humbly in front of him.

Now that they knew the truth, each of them was eager to follow Angus and obey his rules.

'This white-haired elder in a black robe is the founder of our sect—Angus An.

He established the Magic Hand Sect alone.

He is the real master of our sect.

Now that he is back, he should be our new leader, ' they thought.

"Well, you can leave now,"

Angus said quietly, as he gestured his disciples to leave the place.

"Yes," the members of the Magic Hand Sect replied with reverence to Angus.

They bowed their heads and then returned to where they had stood.

"Ha-ha! Congratulations, Angus!"

Austin commended as he reached Angus in a flash.

"You take all the credit for this, Austin. Thank you," Angus responded, as he looked at the tall, thin young man.

He felt nothing but gratefulness and admiration for Austin.

'If I had not met him, I would still be trapped in the Medicine Valley of the Mysterious Nether World alone, ' Angus thought.

"Why so serious, Angus?"

Austin smiled as he asked him.

"So it's time to take care of my unfinished business."

Austin smiled as he put his arms across his chest.

He then turned around and swept his gaze through the crowd on the square, searching on the sea of faces in front of him.

His eyes fell on those who had taken Lyman's side against him. He took a deep breath and started talking to the crowd.

"Didn't you say you would take my life together?

Now is the time for that. I'm here, and I will play with you," Austin said teasingly.

The smile on his face disappeared, replaced by a fierce, menacing look. He was ready and eager to kill those who wanted him dead.

The leaders and reclusive elders of the sects who once joined hands with Lyman instantly regretted their decisions. They looked around them, as they searched for a way out.

'Lyman is dead, and the Saint Pill Array is under Angus's control. We don't stand a chance against Austin.

What should we do?' they thought, as everyone started to panic.

"What are you waiting for? Have you changed your mind?

All right. If you're all feeling shy, I will start.

I think I will start with you." Austin pointed his finger to someone from the crowd.

Austin's eyes rested on an old man in black. He was the leader of the Ghost Puppet Sect.

The elder who wore black clothes was the first one who volunteered to help Lyman.

Austin remembered him clearly. That was why Austin chose him as his first target.

Swoosh!

His demonic avatar dashed towards the leader of the Ghost Puppet Sect the second Austin finished his sentence.

The elder in black panicked. He knew he was no match for Austin. Terrified, he waved his hand and motioned it upwards. In the wink of an eye, a streak of light shot out from his sleeve and stopped in front of him.

With a loud sound, the light grew bigger and seemed to have blended into the air. It rose higher and formed into a giant eagle.

This puppet was as strong as a cultivator at the Semi-emperor Realm.

Trying to keep calm, the leader of the Ghost Puppet Sect stood at the back of the eagle.

Boom!

The eagle flapped its enormous wings and kicked its legs from the ground. The master tapped the eagle as he signaled it to fly.

Thinking he was safe, he started to laugh.

Suddenly, several light pillars which contained enormous spiritual power fell from the sky.

They hit the giant eagle, and it crumbled like powder into the ground.

Unknown to them, the Saint Pill Array locked down the square so that no one could leave.

The leader of the Ghost Puppet Sect was thrown away on the ground with blood coming out of his mouth.

With no sound, Austin's demonic avatar appeared beside him.

"Oh, no!"

Austin's demonic avatar turned his body into a pool of blood on the ground.

A demonic avatar just killed a leader of the top sect.