Chapter 210: Shot
"Those guys can really hide, they have been hiding for three years, and those guys in Tianyi City are also on the same bar as us, they can't find those people for a day, and they won't let us leave for a day, when is this kind of day a head!"
At the foot of the Ghost Fog Mountain, a middle-aged man in his forties sat in front of the fire and complained to his companions. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info
"You say...... Could those people have left the Ghost Misty Mountain before we know it?" another wondered.
As soon as his words came out, several people nodded in approval, obviously not just one or two people thinking so.
In fact, in this kind of foggy weather, if it weren't for the light of the fire, they wouldn't even be able to see the people around them clearly.
But just as the person who spoke before was about to continue to complain, he saw the young man sitting on the other side of the fire smiling bitterly and shaking his head.
If there were more ordinary people, I am afraid that these people would immediately break out, but the identity of the young man in question is extraordinary, the elder of the Ximen family, and the Ximen Qing who went to the Heavenly Demon Sect to observe the ceremony on behalf of the Ximen family three years ago.
"Brother Simon, do you have any doubts?" the middle-aged man who spoke first asked with a displeased expression.
Immediately, everyone remembered that it was Ximen Qing who brought Ye Guchen and a few people into the Heavenly Demon Sect three years ago, so that their eyes were not as kind as their faces.
"It's not a doubt, it's just an unconfirmed gossip yesterday. Ximenqing sighed.
"Oh? ”
Everyone was immediately interested.
Ximen Qing's brows suddenly furrowed, but he quickly relaxed, sighed, and said, "I heard that the Heavenly Demon Sect's Great Taishang Elder Yun Lonely Zhen, Third Taishang Elder, Great Elder, and the elder of the Hao family disappeared shortly after entering the Ghost Fog Mountain, and there has been no news so far. ”
"Is there such a thing?" exclaimed the middle-aged man.
These people are all loose cultivators, and their strength is only in the Earth Martial Realm, and the news is far inferior to Ximen Qinglingtong.
"It's more than that. ”
Ximenqing shook his head again and continued: "I heard that since three days ago, the bodies of the people who were looking for those people with us have been found one after another, although there seems to be some difference in terms of the injuries of the dead, but it has been confirmed that they came from the hands of two people. ”
"The two people who stole the corpses from the Heavenly Demon Sect?" The middle-aged man shouted again, but immediately attracted Ximenqing's unkind gaze, so he obediently closed his mouth and listened to Ximenqing continue.
"Judging from the wounds of the corpse, it seems that there are two people who did it, but the specific number is unknown, it does not mean that there are no two or more people using the same martial arts, the only difference is that one party uses a sword, and the sword is killed in seconds......;
Ximenqing's voice stopped suddenly, and in the eyes of others, it seemed that he was hanging their appetite, but in fact, Ximenqing's forehead was already covered with cold sweat, and after a long time, he took a few big breaths and continued: "That knife wound...... It seems to be a weapon from the Heavenly Demon Sect's Great Elder Yun Lonely Zhen, the Phantom Demon Blade. ”
"What? Could it be that even Yun Lonely Zhen's old guy was recruited by the enemy?" the middle-aged man exclaimed, immediately attracting an idiot-like gaze.
It's just that they have not been in a team for a day or two, and everyone knows this person's startled character, but no one spoke, but a thought flashed in their hearts at the same time, but the moment the thought appeared, they were dispelled by themselves.
That is, Yun Lonely Zhen and the others are dead, and even Yun Lonely Zhen's blade has been obtained by the enemy.
"Huh, why don't you speak, can't you figure out such a simple question?"
Suddenly, a young voice came from the ghostly fog near the crowd.
"Who!?"
The crowd jumped up at the same time.
But the person who came didn't answer, and gradually came out of the ghost fog, looked directly at Ximenqing, and asked, "Ximenqing, you can leave the ghost fog mountain." ”
This person just said this, but it made Ximenqing's expression change suddenly.
Doesn't it mean that this person wants to kill him, but he doesn't want him to die at the hands of that person......?
"Leave? What you said is simple, as long as he walks out of the Ghost Misty Mountain, he will be immediately killed by the powerhouses of Tianqi City. The middle-aged man shouted again.
Only this time, no one despised him, because everyone had already thought of what the person had not finished saying, and they nervously took out their weapons one by one.
The person who came looked at Ximen Qing, who had not yet figured out whether to decide to leave, and his expression showed a touch of impatience: "Since you don't want to leave, then die with these people!"
"I'm leaving!"
Ximenqing hurriedly shouted, but his eyes were fixed on the comer, waiting for the comer to let him go.
"Then get out of here, but I'll only let you go this time, and if any of us find out about you, then your death will be. The person who came threatened, and without waiting for Ximen Qing to speak, he took out a big knife like a door panel from the treasure of mustard seeds, and the dragon pattern on it was the magic blade that Chen Fu confiscated from Yun Lonely Zhen.
"Phantom Demon Blade, could it be that Elder Yun Lonely Zhen is really ......?"
"I've been slaughtered by this seat, and now it's your turn. ”
The person who came was Chen Fu, and the moment the sound of the explosion came out, his right hand shook slightly, and the magic blade of at least hundreds of catties was like a straw, and it was cast in his hand like a flying butterfly, flashing left and right.
The middle-aged man and the others had not yet found the correct position of the burial in the sword light of the huge phantom blade, and they felt a stinging pain coming from their bodies.
After a short breath, the comer turned and left.
"What's the matter? Did he let us go?" the middle-aged man asked his companion suspiciously, and when he spoke, he happened to turn around, but this action made his body suddenly break into two sections.
When the upper half of his body fell to the ground, he found that except for Ximenqing, who was stunned on the side, everyone else was dripping with blood from their waists, and the person concerned didn't know it at the time.
"Good...... It's amazing!"
Ximen Qing exclaimed, where did he dare to stay in the Ghost Fog Mountain, thinking about the warning before the funeral, he quickly ran out of the Ghost Fog Mountain, as for the crisis hidden outside the Ghost Fog Mountain, it was no longer something he could care about.
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"The Chenfu side has succeeded, and the next target is eighteen miles to the left, and there are nine people. ”
Somewhere in the Ghost Misty Mountain, a man and a woman were standing in the midst of a corpse, both of them doing the same action at this time, that is, wiping the bloody long sword body with a rag cut from the corpse.
These two people are Ye Guchen and Luo Die.
Since three days ago, their swordsmanship has been recognized by the ebony hookah, although it is only a small success, it also makes the two of them feel reborn, and hurriedly leave the mysterious mountain with the burial.
In three days, they killed not a few people who searched for them, but more than a hundred, most of them.