At this time, Taoist Master Wanshi had already grasped his Songfeng Sword, and this peerless magic weapon that was famous all over the world was slowly unsheathed.
The Settling Sun Gun is a stunning spear. After its blade is dyed with blood, the cold light reflects red, like the setting sun, and is very beautiful. However, this beauty is dyed at the cost of life. When Zhao Chengzheng rushed to Buping Mountain, the Tongshan reflects red, like the setting sun sets westward, dyeing the Buping Mountain a layer of crimson...
That day, the bandits on the Buping Mountain were scattered, and from then on, they would pee their pants when they saw the sunset.
The Songfeng Sword is a broken, old, cracked sword with sword patterns scattered like pine branches wind marks... This sword is less than three taels of silver in any blacksmith shop.
Holding it may even chop the broom that swept the floor.
However, when the sword was pulled out, Zen Master Kongming, who was standing opposite Taoist Master Wanshi, could not help but stand in front of him. When Liang Dou faced the head of the Changfeng Escort Agency and the famous Changyang Spear Zhao Cheng, he relied on his deep protective energy to leave his back to him. However, when facing Taoist Master Wanshi, who was more famous and respected than him, even when he was a very trusted companion, he could not help but put the magic weapon where he blocked the sword.
This is already a kind of warrior instinct!
Therefore, Zen Master Kongming is the great master, while Liang Dou is only the master.
"Huh!" Zhao Cheng shouted loudly, and the bulging gun in his hand was bounced straight. The sharp blade of the gun shaking off thousands of cold lights, and the awe-inspiring cold light caused a little chill in the throats of all onlookers.
It seemed as if the cold blade was pressed against the skin.
The Songfeng Sword suddenly pressed down, and the extremely blunt divine weapon was lifted upward from Taoist Master Wanshi's hand. If you want to describe Zhao Cheng's feelings in one sentence, it is that a heart is constantly sinking...
Wonderful! This inconspicuous magic weapon draws out the wonderful and magnificent, with no flaws, like an antelope horned sword.
At this time, Qian Chen had seen through the superpowers of this magic weapon... Songfeng Sword is very good at sensing the qi. Holding this sword in his hand, the enemy's every move and every subtle change of the qi are like observing patterns on his palm, clear and clear.
Therefore, with this sword on your side, you can not only easily break through the sensing realm and hold a sword against the enemy, but also often grasp the subtle flaws of the changes in the enemy's aura incredible ways. Even with this kind of blessing, you can also be as good as a god and break the enemy like a palm... Therefore, this magic weapon, without sharpness and the blessing of driving the heaven and earth's vitality, can be ranked among the peerless magic weapon.
Just because this is a sword seeking the way, martial arts, heavenly ways, swordsmanship...
Zhao Cheng stabbed out with a shot, but his heart was gradually despairing and sinking... just because he had calculated that after eighteen moves, he would be destroyed and die under this dull sword.
However, just the next move, Zhao Cheng was sent into his chest by the Songfeng Sword.
Because Zen Master Kongming shook his nine-ring tin staff, his jingling voice was filled with Zen, which made Zhao Cheng feel as if he was being beaten up for a moment, and he was shaking his mind... Qian Chen regretfully secretly took back the five poisons of the green phosphorus...
Human-headed dog!
Then Zen Master Shikongming sighed and said, "Snatch the light, the sun and the moon, the flying yellow god! It turns out that the donor Zhao is the flying yellow god."
"In the past, Buping Mountain was just a small hill located at the entrance of Juelongling, which was isolated from the north and south. Because it occupied the main trade roads of the north and south, there were actually eighteen robber villages on the mountain. Each village was famous smoke and dust in the green forest. Even because of the huge profits of Buping Mountain trade road, they echoed each other and formed an alliance."
"The righteous way of the martial arts world has repeatedly encircled and suppressed, but it has never been achieved."
"Zhao Cheng went up the mountain with a set sun gun. It took only eight days to clear the eighteen chain villages, making the Buping Mountain look like the setting sun on that day... From then on, Buping Mountain was renamed Taiping Mountain, and the trade routes were prosperous. Zhao Cheng was also hired as the chief escort by the "No. 1 in the world, Changfeng Escort Agency"... Such a knight has actually fallen to this place today."
The dying Zhao Cheng sneered: "What kind of chief escort... isn't it... a dog raised by someone else?"
"Why, I can't... do a big business by myself? Even if... I've been infamous for thousands of years... I know... I've been here."
The chief escort leader of the Changfeng Escort Agency, Feihuang, was so angry that he had been infatuated with his pride that had been infatuated for thousands of years.
Qian Chen, who could not grab the head, had already gone to Mr. Tang to inspect the body. Unlike Liang Dou's tragic and angryness at the end of his life, Tang Zhen, the leader of the Tang sect, who was known as Mr. Tang, had a calm appearance, as if he was asleep, and he died without even feeling any pain. However, it became more and more terrifying to the murderer.
The two people who restrained Tang Zhen's body not long ago were even poisoned before they knew it.
Qian Chen searched a little and confirmed that there were at least seven or eight hidden weapons and dozens of poisons hidden on Tang Zhen's body. If the two corpse collectors had not given up quickly, they might not have had time to wait for Zen Master Kongming to save him with Shaolin secret medicine.
Zen Master Kongming took the heroes to restrain the body of the Feihuang God, and then turned to Xu Xiaoyang, the owner of Zhengqi Villa, and said, "Mr. Bearded God, all your companions are dead, do you still want to hide it?"
Xu Xiaoyang's lips trembled twice and whispered: "Master, what are you saying? How could I be the twelve Yuanchen? I have been with you all the great masters!"
"That's because I've been staring at you and never given you any chance." Zen Master Kongming looked at Xu Xiaoyang's eyes and said.
Xiao Maitreya came out happily, and while stealing the big vegetarian vegetarian thai made by Sihaitang, he put a vegetarian chicken leg in his mouth and chewed it, muttering: "I have been lurking in Twelve Yuanchen for so long, and I haven't done anything. At least I found out the identity of a person. It's the God Lord of the Sheep Xianglang in Twelve Yuanchen... Master Xu, the characteristics of your family's five-color stone are too obvious!"
Xu Xiaoyang's face twitched twice and collapsed on the chair.
He didn't have the courage to resist, but said, "Everyone... all the martial arts fellows, I hope... I hope to show mercy... I hope to show mercy..." After that, he lowered his head and died of death after he died of his heart.
Qian Chen, who was eyeing him, curled his lips disdainfully... Well, he didn't even make an assist this time.
He found two true bodies of Yuanchen hidden in the righteous path in a row, but Zen Master Kongming was not happy, but he restrained the body of Master Xu. After checking that he was indeed angry, he sighed: "The Xu family in Zhengqi Villa has indeed sacrificed a lot for the righteous path of Wulin. I still remember that Master Xu's father, Master Xu, led a group of heroes outside the capital for the glory of the righteous path, and blocked the former leader of the Demon Sect's Demon Sect's move to the north. In that battle, Master Xu and the heroes died in battle, and then he could only wait for the major sects to return to help. For this reason, Master Xu's five-color stone was lost to the Demon Sect."
"It was later that the head of Wudang, Zhenren Qingxu, led several heroes to kill the Demon Sect and pick the Eight Demons, and then regained the treasure and handed it over to the descendants of the Old Master Xu. On that day, the Wulin colleagues recommended me and handed over the plaque of Zhengqi Villa to the Xu family... Unexpectedly, today is what happened."
Hong Sihai sighed and said, "You must always give some face to the martyr of righteousness. If the other people of the Xu family don't know the true identity of the owner Xu, don't mention this matter!"
The head of the Feihuang God was cut off. Xu Xiaoyang had not resisted stubbornly and left a whole body, preparing to send it back to Zhengqi Villa.
When the monk Kongming saw Qian Chen continuing to examine Tang Zhen's appearance, he stepped forward and stood shoulder to shoulder with Qian Chen, staring at Tang Zhen's body and said, "It's shameful that we have not found out that the method of the hero Tang was killed by now. I originally thought it was poisonous. The God of the Mist in the Twelve Yuanchen also mixed into us."
"When I said that the donor was the descendant of the Medicine King, I was actually a little suspicious... Unexpectedly, the donor of Qian's martial arts... no longer needed to join the twelve Yuanchen, and it was time to use poison at all."
Qian Chen smiled faintly and said, "It is very convenient to use poison, and my cultivation is not as high as everyone imagines."
Qian Chen is telling the truth. This master is equivalent to breaking through the Taoist practice of induction. The great master and the ability of divine weapons are similar to those of monks in the realm of Dharma. Qian Chen is just a minor cultivator who builds the foundation and has not even stepped into the threshold.
But in the past few days, his body feels more and more transparent, and the feeling given to him by heaven and earth is also warmer, just like the mother who gave him.
I believe that if he returns to Chinatown, he will be able to successfully break through the induction.
The sensing realm must be sympathetic to heaven and earth, and it is best to return to Middle Earth and break through. After all, Middle Earth is one of the heavens, and this world is just a small world in all worlds with weak origins.
General and Prime Minister Li Qianqiu also followed Qian Chen and said with a smile: "I need to thank Mr. Qian here and give me a cleansing..." He looked at Tang Zhen's body and sighed: "It's a pity for Mr. Tang. If it weren't for the time when he died so subtly and suddenly, I would even think that he had a disease and died suddenly."
Zen Master Kongming also said worriedly: "Tang Zhen has been staying with us in the Wuhu Hall to support him. At that time, the Taoist Master Wanshi, Xu Daxia, Shen Nuxia and others were present... If someone had a plot, wouldn't the murderer be among us? Feihuang God was going to the east with Liang Daxia and the others to meet the enemy... there was no possibility of taking action."
"Tang Zhen is quite lustful!" Qian Chen smiled and said, "He has some signs of practicing the technique of replenishment."
Kang Qiandeng, who was following him like a young follower, said a little embarrassedly: "There have always been rumors in the world... but the deceased is the big one... Brother Qian would rather whisper."
Qian Chen shook his head and said, "When the deceased has no scars, I have heard a story that there is a famous detective in my hometown, the captain. When he passed by a house for official business, he heard the cry of a woman from inside, and the family also set up a mourning hall, as if there was a funeral."
"The divine inquirer heard that the widow of the deceased was crying, but there was no sorrow in the crying, but seemed sad and happy, and wanted to cry and laugh."
"He immediately suspected that there was a fraud. He carefully checked the neighbors and found that the deceased's widow also had a motive for murder. However, when the autopsy was opened, he found that there was no external injury on the person. At that time, the detective thought of a rumor about the old man..."
"If you insert an iron nail into the brain from the nostrils, you can make the appearance of death without any scars!"
Zen Master Kongming was shocked when he heard this, and he quickly lay down to check Tang Zhen's nostrils. Li Qianqiu still disbelief and whispered: "Who in this world can insert iron nails into Tang Zhen's nostrils? He is known as a thousand-handed and thousand-eyed... All hidden weapons flying from behind his head can be caught, let alone the nostrils in the vital places!"
Qian Chen looked at Zen Master Kongming for examination and shook his head and said, "It's easy to test it." Qian Chen helped Tang Zhen up and patted him gently behind his head. Then two turbid blood, with yellow and white objects, slowly flowing out of Tang Zhen's nostrils... This is a mixed blood stasis of brain matter.
Zen Master Kongming was shocked by it.
Kang Qiandeng was even more shocked and said, "Who can penetrate the iron nail into Tang Zhen's nostril and kill him?"
Chapter completed!