At this time, it is not far from dawn.

But probably because there was no moon, it was still dark in the mountains.

Shen Muzhi walked all the way along the mountain road, cautiously, but after more than half an hour, he had already arrived near the location where the Sanhe Sect disciple was knocked unconscious, but he still didn't find Xu Yi.

That Sanhemen disciple was long gone, and he must have been taken away by the people who came from behind.

Shen Muzhi hid in the dark, and watched around the neighborhood again, but still didn't find any trace of Xu Yi, it seems that Xu Yi is probably no longer nearby.

With Xu Yi's strength, he should not be quietly taken away by the people of Sanhemen, unless he himself went with them. If he followed them by himself, then it would be pointless for Shen Muzhi to catch up.

Of course, it is also possible that Xu Yi has really left.

After Shen Muzhi pondered all the possibilities, the sky began to turn white. After looking at Wushan City in the distance, he decided to ignore Xu Yi.

After all, they are just two people who met in Pingshui, and he has done his best.

Even if there is a promise first, but he has found it, and there is nothing to give up at this time.

After thinking about it, Shen Muzhi took advantage of the fact that the sky was not yet bright and quickly rushed to the border pass.

Without Xu Yi to follow, Shen Muzhi's actions were relatively comfortable. Although he had fought with the people of the Daming Sword Sect and the Sanhe Sect before, he did not show up directly at that time, and the two of them only knew his flying sword, but not him. Therefore, even if he meets him head-on, as long as Shen Muzhi is cautious, there will be no problem.

Twenty or thirty miles away, Shen Muzhi walked less than two incense sticks before he arrived. The sky began to turn white, and a few soldiers on duty on the border sat on the ground leaning against wooden stakes and took a nap.

This section of the border, front and back, left and right, within a radius of dozens of miles, is a flat desert.

On weekdays, except for the Ming sergeants who are stationed here all year round, only caravans and horse thieves who have nowhere to go will appear here.

At this time, the sky was not yet dark, and the caravan in Osan City that was preparing to go to the Quran Kingdom had not yet set off.

The horse thieves in the Qur'an are still asleep.

On the way, Shen Mu was one of them.

The soldier not far away didn't know what kind of sweet dream he had, so he tapped the corners of his mouth unsatisfied, and then turned over and continued to sleep.

Shen Muzhi glanced at it and continued to hurry.

At this moment, a sword light suddenly flew out from the side of Wushan City, and it came quickly towards this side.

Shen Muzhi glanced back, the aura on that sword light was not weak, and it was somewhat familiar, very similar to the aura of the person who supported the Sanhe Sect disciple last night.

Shen Muzhi frowned, and suddenly felt something bad in his heart.

That sword light was very fast, but in the blink of an eye, it was already a lot closer.

After Shen Muzhi hesitated for a moment, he did not act rashly. Although the aura on that sword light felt a little familiar, even if it was really the person who came to support last night, it might not be certain that he was the one who saved Lin Changying last night. Therefore, it is best to stand still at this time, and if you are flustered, it will attract suspicion.

Thinking about it, he quietly lowered his cultivation realm by one level, and then continued to walk towards the border.

Soon, the sword light had passed over his head and continued to fly forward. It's just that just when Shen Muzhi was about to breathe a sigh of relief, the sword light suddenly turned its head and flew back towards Shen Muzhi's side, and then fell not far from Shen Muzhi.

Shen Mu's heart sank slightly, looked at the figure, and stopped.

"Your Excellency, who is it?" the other looked up and down at him, and his tone was also very stiff and unkind.

Shen Muzhi didn't want to conflict with the other party at this time, so he lowered his eyebrows and replied: "In Xia Lin Xuan, a native of the Gulan country. I don't know why my friend suddenly stopped me?"

"Lin Xuan, a native of the Gulan Kingdom?" The person on the other side repeated the origin of Shen Muzhi's self-reported name, and there was already a little more contempt in his expression: "So, you are a loose cultivator?"

Shen Muzhi nodded: "Exactly!"

As soon as the person on the other side heard this, the contempt on his face became even heavier, and after staring at Shen Muzhi for a while, he asked again: "Since you are a loose cultivator of the Gulan Kingdom, what are you doing in our Daming?"

"If the practice is not smooth, come out for a walk. Shen Muzhi replied.

After hearing this, the person on the other side snorted: "Cultivation depends on talent and luck, and it's useless to walk!" After speaking, after glancing up and down Shen Muzhi's body, he shook his hand and said, "Okay, you go!"

Shen Muzhi was slightly relieved when he heard this, and after arching his hand at him, he prepared to bypass him and cross the border.

Unexpectedly, before he took two steps, this person suddenly stopped him again: "Meeting is fate, I will give you a chance, how about it?"

Shen Muzhi couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, and then hurriedly squeezed out a smile, and thanked him: "Be kind, and lead it in your heart." However, I know that my talent is shallow, and I am afraid that I can't bear the friendship of Taoism, so forget it!"

This person was a little unhappy when he heard this, and snorted: "You casual cultivators, you have to fight to the death for a little bit of things on weekdays, and now you are given a chance for nothing, you don't dare to ask for it, why are you afraid that I will cheat you?"

Shen Muzhi hurriedly waved his hand and denied: "Naturally not! It's just that with this little bit of strength, I'm really afraid of being kind to Daoyou!"

"You don't have to worry about this! I'll ask you, do you want this opportunity, or don't you want it!" The man stared at him, looking like he dared to refuse but didn't know what to do, so he wanted to do something with him.

Shen Muzhi glanced at him, a little irritable in his heart. The look in this person's eyes when he looked at him was undisguised, the contempt and contempt were undisguised, he looked down on Sanxiu so much, how could he be so kind to give him an opportunity for nothing. The so-called chance is probably a trap full of sharp thorns.

But if Shen Muzhi didn't agree at this time, I was afraid that this person would not let him go easily.

If he made a move, Shen Muzhi was sure that he would be able to defeat him within thirty moves, but this place was too close to Wushan City, and he was not sure if the upper realm master was still in Wushan City at this time.

"What's the matter, don't you look down on this opportunity I gave you?" Seeing that Shen Muzhi didn't speak, this person suddenly became angry.

After Shen Muzhi frowned slightly, he endured the displeasure in his heart and replied: "Daoist friend has misunderstood, but there are still important things to do, so it's not good to delay." ”

When this person heard this, his eyes suddenly narrowed, and his body did become fierce.

"I don't know what to do!" An angry curse erupted from his mouth, causing Shen Muzhi to frown tightly, but it was released in an instant.

"I'm afraid it's inappropriate for Daoyou to speak like this!" Shen Muzhi lowered his head slightly and said lightly.

When the man on the other side heard this, he sneered: "What? Are you going to do it?"

Shen Muzhi was silent.

"Do you dare?" the man saw that he was silent, and became even more arrogant, and snorted again.

Shen Muzhi looked up at him, the arrogance and contempt on his face was extremely dazzling. Shen Muzhi narrowed his eyes, and after being silent for a while, he finally suppressed the anger in his heart, and said calmly: "Daoist friend said that he laughed, he didn't dare to do it below! It's just that there is really something important in Xia, and I hope that Daoist can raise his noble hand and let it go!"

"What if I don't let it go?" the person across from him raised his chin and squinted at him, becoming more and more unstoppable.

Shen Muzhi lowered his eyes slightly, and after being silent, he said lightly: "If you insist on not letting go, then I can only do it!" When the last words fell, Shen Muzhi's body actually changed suddenly, like a sharp sword hidden from the edge, suddenly unsheathed. The sharp sword qi surged out, rolling the surrounding wind and clouds, flying sand and stones, and the sleeping soldier not far away was finally awakened, and in a daze, he opened his eyes and saw the two figures in the wind and sand, thinking that they were ghosts, and he was startled, and almost fainted. When he finally stabilized his mind and wanted to get closer to the past to see what was going on, suddenly a piece of gravel came out of nowhere and slammed into the back of his heart, his body shook, and after shaking a few times with the wind, he fell to the ground and fainted.

Not far away, Shen Muzhi looked at the person opposite and asked him coldly, "Are you willing to let it go?"

The look of the person opposite was a little ugly, the person in front of him originally only had the strength of the pyloric realm in his eyes, but at this time, it suddenly became the cloud sea realm, and the strength of this person's cloud sea realm seemed to be higher than the ordinary cloud sea realm. Although he was already in the realm of the sea of clouds, he was not sure in front of him.

However, the more this is the case, the more he can't let people go.

He looked at Shen Muzhi again, and after his cautious gaze swept over him again, he suddenly frowned, his eyes darkened, and then he suddenly shouted: "It's you!"

In the voice, there is surprise and anger!

Shen Muzhi was stunned for a moment.

He's ...... Recognize him?

"You were the one who killed the Great Ming Sword Sect last night!" he looked at Shen Muzhi, and there was already seven or eight points of certainty in his eyes.

When Shen Muzhi heard this, he couldn't help but be shocked in his heart. He remembered very well that when he took Lin Changying away, although the disciple of the Great Ming Sword Sect fainted, he was indeed alive.

After he and Lin Changying left there, they were together for most of the hour, and when they separated again, the person from the Great Ming Sword Sect should have been found, that is to say, Lin Changying should not have a chance to go back and kill the person from the Great Ming Sword Sect.

So, who killed this person from the Great Ming Sword Sect?

Shen Mu's heart was shocked, and at this time, the person opposite was eyeing him, if he didn't answer carefully, this charge would definitely fall on him, and he couldn't wash it away.

Thinking about it, he immediately frowned and said, "I don't know what you're talking about! I have been in Wushan City last night, and I haven't met any people from the Great Ming Sword Sect at all, don't slander casually!"

But the person on the other side looked already determined, and sneered: "You don't have to quibble anymore. Last night, in Wushan City, apart from our people, there was only the woman from the Great Sword Gate, and there were no other monks. If it weren't for the person you killed, who would it be? That woman from the Great Sword Sect didn't have the strength to kill people at all!"