Seeing that everyone didn't believe it, the old man immediately said, "I don't know if you have noticed, although these people died strangely, they have a common characteristic. ”

Hearing this, Su Fan nodded, and motioned for the old man to continue.

Zhuge Tan stared at the weapons beside the corpse, and spoke again: "Everyone's weapons are cut off diagonally from top to bottom, and the angle is very different, and each of them has a little hair missing from the right side of their brain. ”

The old man froze and guessed, "I think they were all slashed from the right side by a left-handed weapon, causing the current fatal wounds. ”

When everyone heard this, they stepped forward and looked at the dead suspiciously, only to see that although the dead people were in different shapes, they could see that there was indeed a small white line in the bun on the right side of each person's head.

"This is?!"

Seeing this, Jiang Shen stepped forward, decisively drew his sword, and split the head of one of the corpses in half!

Well?

"Oh my God!"

At this moment, even Su Fandao's eyes were quite weird.

"Poisoned?" the young fox asked.

The old man looked at the two halves of the head closely, immediately shook his head, and said, "This is not caused by poison, none of the people present are poisoned, this is caused by the Yuan Force of the martial arts master." ”

He pointed to the split head, and the brain in the skull was now vividly displayed in front of everyone.

"But why don't you have brain fluid?!" Su Fan asked as he looked at the thing in front of him in confusion.

"Dried up by the tyrannical Yuan Force!" replied the old man.

"This ...... How is it possible?!" Su Fan didn't believe it.

The old man motioned for the young man to step in, pointed to the split head, and said, "Do you see this white line?"

Su Fan pulled the handkerchief and fiddled with the corpse, and finally saw the burn near the white line, and immediately stared at the old man with burning eyes.

Zhuge Tan smiled kindly, and further admired Su Fandao's intelligence in his heart, and explained: "A kind of domineering Yuan Force of fire attributes, penetrated with a sword on the surface of the body, because it is too strong and hot, the object must be reversed, and the brain looks from the outside, but it is not destroyed, in fact, it directly ashes the structure in the brain, although it maintains its original form, its interior is already fly ash!"

When Su Fan heard this, he was shocked again!

As soon as his left hand was raised, a very weak yuan force was struck, and he saw that the originally lifelike brain dissipated in an instant!

Zhuge Tan said: "My lord, you can look at other corpses!"

Su Fan did as he was told, and cut the heads of the two of them again, very surprised!

The other two died the same way as the original one!

"How many people are you looking for?" said Zhuge Tan with a kind smile.

"No need!" Su Fan narrowed his eyes and continued: "The cause of death has been found, let the brothers rest in peace!"

The old man nodded slightly, and said no more.

The rest of the people also hurriedly came forward and figured out the reason, and suddenly their faces turned pale, and they looked at each other, and no one said anything for a while.

The domineering vitality penetrates the human body and burns the soul sea directly?

This kind of situation, just thinking about it, is terrifying!

If it weren't for Jiang Xian's sword splitting the ghost's head open, and analyzing it from the faint white marks on the skull, it would be difficult to find out the cause of death of these people.

The old man picked up a broken knife and looked carefully at the cut mark, only to see that the cut was smooth and smooth, as if it had been cut off by some sharp blade at once.

"There is such a terrible blade in the world, sharpening iron like mud to such an extent?" Jiang Zhen said in surprise.

The old man groaned slightly, and said in a trembling voice: "It doesn't have to be a blade to be able to sharpen a weapon like this!"

Well?

Everyone looked at each other in astonishment, and they all saw a look of fear in each other's eyes.

"What do you think this is?" asked Su Fan.

"It's supposed to be a sword, just like I guessed before. The old man said.

"But didn't you say it wasn't necessarily a blade?" Su Fan was puzzled.

"A sword, it doesn't have to be a blade!" the old man's face turned pale, and he didn't continue to say more on this topic, and fell into deep thought alone!

Jiang Zhen on the side said as if puzzled: "The sword is not necessarily a weapon, it may also be meaning, it may be Zen, or even nothing!"

This time, Su Fan didn't understand.

A sword is a weapon!

These ghosts are too good to brag!

But that's not the point, for now, he still wants to know what the old man has to say.

"One sword, kill seventy-eight people, and die the same, don't you understand?"

The old man stood with his head in his head and said calmly.

"You mean, indiscriminate attacks?" Su Fan was stunned!

"Could it be the Thousand Feather Sword?!" Jiang Xun also seemed to figure it out at this moment!

The crowd was shocked.

Zhuge Tan's face was calm, and he shook his head and said: "It can't be Wei Qianyu, although this person's sword intent has the artistic conception of the Nine Shadows Burning Heaven, but the sword path is incomplete, it is impossible to directly incinerate the human brain, and he also does not have the ability to kill more than 70 congenital masters with one move." ”

Jiang Xun smiled bitterly when he heard this, and said suspiciously:

"Ghost Burial Eight Cities, apart from Wei Qianyu, is there anyone else who has the ability to cast such a powerful sword intent?"

When the old man heard this, he also smiled bitterly.

No!

Is there really no ......

The old man was speechless, and fell into complete contemplation.

Su Fan was confused.

He didn't know who the Thousand Feather Sword was.

I don't really want to know......

He only cares about the present!

Where did this man come from?

And why attack the person who answers?

Is he still nearby?

The old man Zhuge Tan pondered for a long time, as if he had figured out something, and looked at the big knife of the third person beside him with burning eyes, his brows furrowed.

Su Fan was also stunned when he saw this, and as the old man's gaze looked, he seemed to understand what the old man was going to do, and exclaimed:

"Mr. Zhuge is really a god!"

Everyone was puzzled and looked at Su Fan.

The boy stepped forward directly, activated the power of the pincers, pulled out the Naha knife, and stuck it upside down into the ground.

Everyone secretly praised Su Fandao's power in their hearts, but they didn't know that this was just the young man's ability to shield his eyes, if it was really used to defend against the enemy, it would be useless......

"It's very simple, although we can't be sure of the identity of the killer, the third person present must know!" Su Fan said excitedly.

The old man nodded with satisfaction, pointed to the pendant on the tassel of the knife handle, and smiled slightly.

Swish!

When everyone looked at it, they saw a big word engraved on it - vinegar.

Vinegar?

When the people saw that word, their hearts were even more puzzled!

This is?

A person's last name?

Is the profession selling vinegar?

What is the abbreviation of the martial arts sect?

Everyone was puzzled, but Ning Baichen, who had never spoken, suddenly looked frightened, and looked like the knife's eyes as if he had seen a ghost, and said in a trembling voice:

"It's him!"

Everyone looked at Ning Baichen and couldn't help but gasp.

Ghost idiot Ning Baichen, when was he so panicked.

Who the hell is he?

Seeing this, Su Fan asked directly: "Lord Ghost Idiot cherishes words like gold, and he actually spoke three times today, why don't you break a precept and explain it clearly?"

Ning Baichen realized his gaffe at this time, he raised his eyes and found that the ghost generals had question marks written all over their faces, looking at each other, eager to get some kind of answer from his mouth.

He swallowed sharply, and muttered as if determined: "I don't know who he is, but when I traveled to the mainland with the ghost in the early years, the god warned us to stay away from everything related to vinegar. ”

When everyone heard this, they were all stunned, and then they all nodded clearly.

"You people ......"

"Can you talk without clouds and fog!"

Su Fan wanted to know what the other party was about, what it was, but he wanted to know something related to vinegar, so he finally gritted his teeth and persevered.

The ghost idiot sighed and continued: "Everyone knows what happened after that, all the monks who went there are dead, whether it is a human, a ghost, or a powerful demon clan, they are all dead!"

"Later, when we went to investigate, we didn't find any clues, but found that thousands of dead people put out a big vinegar word in unison, and my lord and I were deeply shocked by that terrifying momentum, and I always remembered the vinegar word in my heart, and I didn't expect to see it again today. ”

He pondered for a moment and sighed: "Although a vinegar word doesn't mean anything, I have a faint feeling that the owner of this knife at the moment must have nothing to do with the Songyangyu battle back then!"