Hearing Fang Butong's words, Zhao Buduo nodded his head in agreement. "That may be the case, but I'm still a little worried. I'll go take a look at him, lest he continues to eat recklessly!"
"Alright."
Fang Butong nodded in agreement. Since Gong Yangliu had already been subdued by them, there was nothing he could do about it.
Hearing Fang Butong's reply, Zhao Buduo stepped into the stronghold.
Soon, Fang Butong heard a shriek of agony. Zhao Buduo was holding the body of the Demon Monkey in his arms. "Who is it?!
Who is it?! Who killed my Flying Eagle?! "
To the Beast Tamer Sect, Demon Beasts were very important.
Not only were they their battle partners, but they were also the symbol of their strength. Zhao Buduo could not accept the fact that his Demon Monkey had died here for no reason.
Hearing Zhao Buduo's shriek, Fang Butong immediately brought the subdued Gong Yangliu into the stronghold.
The first thing Fang Butong saw when he entered was the corpse of the Demon Monkey, Flying Eagle, in Zhao Buduo's arms.
This …
How could this be?
This was a Level Four Perfected Golden Immortal Stage Demon Monkey. How could it die here? Fang Butong could not believe it.
He glanced at Zhao Buduo and patted him on the shoulder. "Brother Zhao, my condolences!
May I know how Flying Eagle died? "
"Poison!
It's poison! "
Looking at Flying Eagle's blackened body, Zhao Buduo frowned and said coldly, "Flying Eagle was poisoned to death!"
Poison?
Flying Eagle was a Level Four Perfected Golden Immortal Stage Demon Monkey. How could he be poisoned to death so easily? This poison must be no ordinary poison!
Thinking of this, Fang Butong walked over to the Demon Monkey and bent down to examine it. After all, he knew a lot about poison. His Little Green was very good at using poisons.
After examining Flying Eagle's body, Fang Butong's face changed. He grabbed Gong Yangliu by the collar and said coldly, "Speak!
How did you extract this poison?! "
Gong Yangliu: "???"
He had no idea what Fang Butong was talking about. Even Zhao Buduo was confused. He did not understand why Fang Butong would ask such a question.
Seeing that Fang Butong was even angrier than he was, Zhao Buduo was perplexed.
After all, it was his Demon Beast that had died. Although Fang Butong had always been on good terms with him, there was no reason for him to be angrier than him. There had to be a reason behind this.
Noticing Zhao Buliang's confusion, Fang Butong gritted his teeth and explained, "The poison that killed Fei Ying came from Little Green!"
Fang Butong had already suspected that Gong Yangliu was the one who stole Little Green from him, but he had been unable to find any evidence to support his suspicions. Thus, he chose not to kill Gong Yangliu on the spot. However, now that Little Green's poison had appeared here, there was no way Gong Yangliu would be able to get away scot-free.
With that thought in mind, Fang Butong was so angry that he threw a punch at Gong Yangliu's head. "What the hell did you do to my Little Green?!"
"Damn it!"
When Zhao Buduo heard this, he also ruthlessly smashed towards Gong Yangliu's head. At the same time, he roared: "It's you, it must be your people from the Sword Catacomb who used Xiao Lu's poison to kill my eagle!"
"Bang bang bang!"
Zhao Buduo's fists continued to land on Gong Yangliu's body. Gong Yangliu was already severely injured. How could he withstand such a barrage of punches?
Soon, Gong Yangliu was completely motionless.
Seeing this, Fang Butong calmed down. He reached out to feel for Gong Yangliu's breath and found that he was dead. He could not help but look at Zhao Buduo and said helplessly: "He's dead."
"So what if he's dead? He killed my eagle. Even death can't wipe out his crimes."
Obviously, Zhao Buduo did not care much about Gong Yangliu's death. In his opinion, since Fei Ying was dead, someone should pay for it with their life. And Gong Yangliu was a very good candidate.
However, Fang Butong sighed and said helplessly: "If we do this, the war between the Beast Drive Sect and the Sword Catacomb is unavoidable."
In his heart, Fang Butong did not want to be the trigger for this war. However, it was obvious that he had no other choice. Since the other party had already gone this far, he could not be too cowardly.
"Hmph, it's just a small Sword Catacomb. What's there to be afraid of?"
When Zhao Buduo thought of the death of his demonic beast, his anger rose to the top of his head. He could not help but snort coldly.
"The Sword Catacomb is not scary. But have you forgotten that the Divine Sword Sect is behind the Sword Catacomb?"
Fang Butong heard this and sighed. He said in a dignified tone: "The Divine Sword Sect's Sword God is one of the top five super experts in the Central Region!"
This was what Fang Butong was worried about.
Zhao Buduo snorted and said disapprovingly: "Isn't it just the Sword Catacomb?
Do you think the Divine Sword Sect will remember that the Sword Catacomb is a branch of their sect in Bing Province?
The Divine Sword Sect will not care about this kind of thing, let alone stand up for them!
Besides, is our Beast Sect weak?
There are many Peak Almighty Immortals. Don't think too much about it! "
"Yes!
What's the point of thinking so much? It's too late to regret it now. Let's go back to the Beast Drive Sect first. "
When Fang Butong heard this, he sneered and said self-deprecatingly: "When we return to the Beast Drive Sect, let's report this matter to the Sect Leader and let him decide!"
Zhao Buduo and Fang Butong talked about these things without restraint. However, they did not notice that in a very hidden place, a pair of eyes was watching all of this.
The owner of this pair of eyes was Ling Tian.
When the demonic monkey was slaughtering the people in the stronghold, Ling Tian found a place to hide. When all sounds disappeared, Ling Tian moved to a hidden place outside. Through a small hole, he saw that the ground was littered with corpses!
A moment later, Zhao Buduo and Fang Butong appeared.
With regards to the scene where the two of them used their fists to beat Gong Yangliu to death, Ling Tian also saw it clearly, and even his body began to tremble.
Gong Yangliu!
That was Gong Yangliu, a Peak Almighty Immortal Elder!
In Ling Tian's impression, he had always thought that Peak Almighty Immortals were immortal beings. But now, a Peak Almighty Immortal Elder was beaten to death.
Ling Tian could not accept this.
However, he knew that he could not go out now. He had to wait for Fang Butong and Zhao Buduo to leave. Otherwise, he would end up like these people!
Just like this, Ling Tian waited until Fang Butong and Zhao Buduo left. After waiting for half a day, he slowly came out of his hiding place.
"Elder Gong Yangliu, fellow brothers, you can't blame me for this. I didn't want this to happen, but I have to stay alive. Only then can I report to the Sect Leader."
Looking at the corpses of Gong Yangliu and the others, Ling Tian muttered to himself: "Only then can I avenge you. You must not blame me."