On the first day Chinese of the official start of the martial arts conference, the Zhao family's host's speech had not even started, and people died.

Watermark Advertising TestWatermark Advertising TestGuan Qixing died so inexplicably. The news is also too exciting.

What's even more exciting is that Guan Qixing's son and nephew directly found Hua Jitian and said that the person was killed by Hua Jitian.

"Hey, hey, no nephew, don't draw your sword, you have something to say. Hua Jitian saw Guan Wuben draw his sword, and hurriedly waved his hand.

"What is there to say, it is only natural to kill people to pay for their lives. "There is no way to do it. Hua Jitian scratched his head and said, "I didn't go out of the tent yesterday, and my doorman can prove it for me." Guan Wuben sneered: "Your doorman, of course, speaks from your standpoint." Hua Jitian couldn't help but wonder when he saw the two blind little nephews slandering him for killing people, but based on Guan Wupin's brainless speculation, he naturally wouldn't let Guan Wuben say such a thing.

There must be some reason in between. And Guan Wuben also said that Hua Jitian killed Guan Qixing, which is not slander, but a reasonable inference.

"How did Senior Brother Qi Xing die?" Hua Jitian asked.

"A sword pierced through the chest and died. "There is no way to do it.

"What sword?"

"Ordinary longsword. Hua Jitian spread his hands and said: "I don't use an ordinary long sword, I use a big sword and a broadsword, everyone knows it." Guan Wuben said: "My uncle's fatal wound was indeed a sword wound in the chest, but before he was hit by the sword, he was poisoned." Hua Jitian's heart jumped: "Poisoned?" Hua Jitian has a particularly awesome name, that is, a master of using poison.

Guan Wuben said: "Not bad. He was poisoned, and his combat power was seriously reduced, so he was stabbed by you and died. He kept saying that Hua Jitian killed Guan Qixing, and he laughed at Hua Jitian.

"Did you see it with your own eyes?" Hua Jitian asked.

"No, but you have to give an explanation. Guan Wuben flicked his left hand, and two needle-like things slowly floated towards Huajitian.

It is the tail spine of a black wasp. Hua Jitian raised his hand to catch it, and at a glance, it was no different from the black-veined wasp stinger in his hand, whether it was the same batch or not, no one could tell whether it was the same.

"It's very similar to the wasp tail stinger in my hand. "Flower pole heavenly way.

"That's why I want you to give an explanation. This kind of tail thorn is rarely used, and you often use it, and you and my uncle still have a grudge. "There is no way to do it.

"I do use it a lot, and it doesn't mean that I killed it. And I want to kill Senior Brother Qi Xing, it's very difficult. "Flower pole heavenly way.

He didn't say no, but hard. For a cultivator of the same level, using the stinger normally is not of much use, but it is better to use a weapon to fight in the light, but if it is a sneak attack or surprise, the effect of the stinger will be much better.

"Then there's not much to say. Guan Wuben pointed his sword at Hua Jitian. One insists on saying something, and the other says that it has nothing to do with me, so only force can solve it.

"Hehe, if Guan Qixing was really killed by me, how could you be my opponent?"

"Hehe, you used means to sneak attack my uncle, you may not be able to sneak attack me. "Guan Wuben is quite confident in himself.

Hua Jitian didn't speculate, so naturally he wouldn't sit still, and took out the slashing sword. At this moment, a slightly old voice came: "What's the matter?" The person who came was Zhao Wubai, who must have done something good and reported to him.

The resting place of Zhao Wubai and other important figures is the top of the cone-shaped mountain in the middle of the basin. The view is best there, and you only need to move a few steps to see the game on the eight-seat test bench.

Zhao Wubai was still wearing his blue slippers, and in the eyes of many young cultivators, he was so maverick.

"Uncle Shi, I was wronged. Hua Jitian almost burst into tears.

"You speak first. Zhao Wubai didn't take care of Hua Jitian, but he didn't have a finger. Although Zhao Wubai is not the top figure of the prosperous generation, he is also very extraordinary, but he is only covered by Zhao Wuxing, Li Weiqiu and others.

Guan Wuben also knew how powerful Zhao Wubai was, he hesitated, put his sword back into its sheath, and began to tell the truth of the matter.

Last night, after eating and chatting, it was already nine o'clock, and they were about to rest, when Guan Qixing suddenly said that he wanted to go out and let them rest first.

Guan Wuben didn't take it seriously, thinking that Guan Qixing would come back in a while. But until the morning, Guan Qixing did not turn around.

Then they got the news of Guan Qixing's death, and after they passed, they found that it was really Guan Qixing, and the fatal wound was the sword in the chest.

"Who found Guan Qixing's body?" asked Zhao Wubai.

"A small sect that lives in the outer hills. Guan Wuben replied. Zhao Wubai nodded and said, "Take me to see the corpse." Hua Jitian thought about it and followed, and the rest of the people who didn't think it was a big deal to see the excitement also followed, and soon formed a large group.

Halfway through, Zhao Wubai stopped, turned around and said, "Where no one else will be stationed by himself, let's prepare for the next game." "As long as it's not the person who mends the Heavenly Gate, or the housekeeper, it's naturally unrelated to people.

Zhao Wubai spoke, and these cultivators didn't dare to disobey, although they were still looking forward to it, and wanted to know what they would post next, they didn't follow anymore.

With their sorry little eyes, they looked at Hua Jitian and the others. When I came to the housekeeper's station, it was a relatively flat place on the edge of a small forest halfway up the mountain, and the housekeeper had chosen this place to camp in the martial arts conference over the years.

Guan Qixing was placed on the mattress, and his body was also made into a normal and flat posture, which looked nothing, but the convulsions on his face were hideous, and he could still see it.

His eyes were wide open, with a hint of wonder and anger. The left shoulder and Hattori's clothes were sliced open, and that was where he was stinged.

Zhao Wubai looked at it for a while, and then asked, "When I first saw him, what was his posture?" Guan Wuben said: "The right hand is slightly raised, the legs are bent, and he is lying on his side." ”

"Lying on your side?" Zhao Wubai seemed to hear something.

"Yes, on your side. Guan Wuben answered with certainty. Guan Wuben didn't see it at first sight, but when he passed, Guan Qixing was what he described, and according to the people of the small sect who first saw the corpse, after they found Guan Qixing's body, they passed on the news as soon as they found it, and they didn't move Guan Qixing.

Zhao Wubai asked a few more questions, and Guan Wuben answered them one by one, and expressed his opinion.

"Obviously, my uncle was first poisoned by the black-striped wasp, his combat power decreased, and then he was pierced through the chest with a sword. Therefore, Hua Jitian is very suspicious. "There is no way to do it.

"So what, so, what kind of bullshit logic is this. Hua Jitian was very aggrieved and confused.

"People are not killed by heaven. Zhao Wubai said suddenly.

"Uncle Shi is wise. "Flower pole heavenly way. His name is Zhao Wubai, sometimes he is an uncle, sometimes he is an uncle, it all depends on his mood.

"How...... May I ask Uncle Wubai, how do you judge? "There is no way to do it. He originally wanted to refute it directly, but thinking that Zhao Wubai was also a generation of heroes, he naturally wouldn't make nonsense out of nothing.

Moreover, before they came, they were all required by the family elders to abide by the management order of the Martial Arts Conference.

And Zhao Wubai basically represents the order of this martial arts conference.

"The stinger of the black-veined wasp, every family thinks there will be some, and there may be some in the storage space of many cultivators, which are not unique to Hua Jitian. Zhao Wubai said.

"But he has Wan Ye Fei, and he uses the best stinger. "There is no way to do it.

"That's not bad, but it doesn't mean that the stinger in Guan Qi Xing must have been sent by Hua Jitian. Zhao Wubai said.

Guan Wuben was silent, seemingly acquiescing to Zhao Wubai's statement.

"Have you ever thought about it, if it is a person who is familiar with Guan Qixing, very close to Guan Qixing, and suddenly sends a stinger, he can't dodge it. Zhao Wubai continued.

"Uncle Shi is right. "Hua Jitian is in charge of the praise. Zhao Wubai is clearing his suspicions, of course he has to work harder.

Zhao Wubai snorted and said, "The most important thing is that Guan Qixing's fatal sword is not something that a person of Hua Jitian's level can do at all. Guan Wuben said: "You mean that the assassin of my uncle is a master." Zhao Wubai nodded: "Yes, the person who can stab this sword, the martial arts level will not lose to Guan Qixing, and Hua Jitian is still too far behind." Hua Jitian was despised by Zhao Wubai, and he was very unhappy, but he endured it.

"More importantly, your judgment is wrong. Zhao Wubai pointed to Guan Qixing's corpse and said.

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