Sima Ning's wife was buried in the city's cemetery.

Li San, Lu Min and Ling Jian stood in front of her tombstone: the tomb of his beloved wife Yang Chi.

"What kind of person would turn his wife's grave into a secret room?" Ling Jian wondered.

"Sacrifice your soul to the Demon Cult, a terrible man who devours human flesh in a secret chamber and designs to kill others only to turn the world against you. Lu Min said.

Walked to the tombstone.

"Secret door ......" Lu Min stretched out his little hand and pressed the word "tomb" on the tombstone, as if pressing a button: "The workmanship is still very rough." ”

The tombstone slowly sank, and a downward staircase appeared in front of everyone.

The three of them slowly walked down the stairs, the temperature getting lower and lower, and the lights on both sides of the stairs lit up with the footsteps of the three of them.

At the end of the staircase, in front of the three of them was a huge room, surrounded by gray walls painted with exaggerated, hideous faces.

In the very center of the room knelt a burly, naked middle-aged man, with his back to the three of them, kneeling in front of a portrait.

The man in the portrait is a man who resembles a monster, with fiery red hair, burning flames in his eyes, and the muscles of his whole body swelling to the point of exaggeration.

"Is that my father?" muttered Blade.

The man noticed the three, slowly turned his head, and looked over his strong, bare shoulders at the three.

Slowly stood up, as if the three of them did not exist, and took off a nightgown and put it on his body.

He dragged a chair and sat down in front of the three of them.

"This, I didn't expect it, genius girl Lu Min, I didn't expect it to be so fast. ”

"Sima Ning?" Ling Jian looked at this person who should have died sitting in front of him, still a little uncomfortable.

"And the young master. Sima Ning called Ling Jian like this.

"Don't call me that. Ling Jian glared at Sima Ning angrily and said through gritted teeth.

"So you're going to great lengths to do it for him, a simple-minded brute with well-developed limbs?" Lu Min said.

"Looks like you've seen through everything, again. Sima Ning stepped back in his chair.

"The night before the crime, you entered your clubhouse, entered your private secret room, and waited until your birthday banquet the next day, the daughter of the toad old man, entered the club in the form of you with the blood inheritance disguise technique, you killed him in the elevator, Sima Ning died of Huoyun Divine Skill at the birthday banquet, which will cause the intervention of the Martial Arts Administration, the resources of the Martial Arts Administration have helped you find Ling Blade, and you use the third-rate killer who loves to leak secrets to make Ling Blade and the entire martial arts world enemies. In order for him, the eldest son who has Huoyun Divine Skill will inherit the mantle of the Demon Sect Master. ”

Sima Ning nodded slowly, as if mocking: "But I don't know Huoyun Divine Skill, do I?" The toad old man's daughter died of Huoyun Divine Skill, I don't know Huoyun Divine Skill, how can I kill her in the elevator?"

"Sometimes, killing a person doesn't have to be done yourself, isn't it?" Lu Min said: "Moreover, we also have a way to make you speak, don't we?"

Sima Ning stood up suddenly, and the chair behind him was instantly bounced off and smashed against the wall, shattering his bones.

With his big hand outstretched, the air currents wrapped around him.

"Then you think you can catch me? Overlord's Iron Palm, Sima Ning....... I am a warrior of the Demon Cult! I am a storm! I am a flame!" Sima Ning shouted, and the air flow penetrated his whole body, slowly concentrating on the palm of his hand.

Ling Jian and Li San stood up and stood in front of Lu Min.

All are ready for battle.

Sima Ning's chest rose and fell exaggeratedly, and Ling Jian and Li San could feel the air flow rushing towards their faces, and the piercing murderous aura.

"He's strong, be careful. Li San said this, and blue blades of light had already appeared in his hands.

Sima Ning's body moved, and he made a posture that wanted to attack.

"Bump!"

There was a loud bang, accompanied by the smell of gunpowder, and Sima Ning's shoulder had been directly blown away.

He collapsed straight in a pool of blood.

Lu Min let out a loud shout and looked at the direction of the loud noise.

It was a square mirror, holding a pistol with smoke from gunpowder.

"Fang Jing, how is this possible?" Lu Min said in disbelief, "Someone released you?"

Li San and Ling Jian ran towards Sima Ning, who was still alive and seriously injured.

"How is this possible? The internal force just now, it is impossible for a bullet to pass through. Ling Jian was puzzled.

"The bullets of the square mirror are processed, specially prepared for Sima Ning. Li San explained.

Fang Jing saw Sima Ning writhing on the ground, and raised his pistol again, intending to make up another shot.

At this moment, a red afterimage flashed, and Ling Blade had already flashed in front of the square mirror.

Grasp his wrist and forcibly change the direction of the pistol.

The red light masterpiece directly knocked the square mirror away.

Fang Jing fell to the side, slapped his hands to the ground, and the air current lifted him directly.

The pistol was still in his hand, and he quickly pointed at Ling Blade: "One more move, and I will kill you, all of you." ”

Although Fang Jing said this, his tone was still very calm.

Sima Ning, who was in a pool of blood, no longer moved.

"Is he dead?" Fang Jing asked.

Lu Min cautiously walked to Sima Ning's side, stretched out his hand and touched Sima Ning's neck: "He's dead." ”

Fang Jing took a few steps back, and he smiled, laughing hysterically.

Sitting on the ground, he muttered, "It's over, it's all over." ”

"Square Mirror...... You calm down......." Li San saw the strangeness of the square mirror.

"I'm coming......." Fang Jing put the barrel into his mouth.

Ling Blade immediately moved when he saw this action.

"Brush!" left only a red afterimage where he had stood. Ling Blade flashed in front of Fang Jing and grabbed Fang Jing's wrist.

"Bump!"

It was too late, and the light of the fire pierced directly through the square mirror's head.

The square mirror collapsed in a pool of blood.

The whole face has been smashed to pieces.

Ling Jian looked at the blurred flesh and blood in front of him, stunned, and distracted.

"Let's take a hand. Lu Min's voice came from behind him.

Lu Min and Li San carried the dying Sima Ning on their backs.

"He's still alive?" said Ling Blade in surprise.

"Yes, I lied. Lu Min said.

Ling Jian looked at the bloody corpse in front of him, he felt disgusted, it was not a bloody scene, but the ruthless and cruel rivers and lakes that had unfolded in front of him in the past few days.

"After this incident....... I don't want to have anything to do with you........"