June.

Good weather.

Shangguan Jinhong had just come out of the secret room and seen the light of day again.

It has been more than two months since Lu Fengxian died, and Shangguan Jinhong has also been in retreat for more than two months.

Since the night of Lu Fengxian's death, he has been in retreat until now.

"The Thirteen Swords of Death are really profound and mysterious, and they are infinitely magical, and they are most suitable for killing Liwei, and I don't know which master created this sword technique......"

Su Weiyun ...... As long as I kill Su Weiyun, I will be able to dominate the martial arts, but I don't know the weakness of this sword technique, so does he know it? ”

Shangguan Jinhong rarely talked to himself, and it was rare to say so much nonsense.

He never spoke to himself, because he thought it was a sign of affection and weakness; He never talks nonsense, every sentence is very crisp and clean, and it is bound to be useful.

But today he is not only talking to himself, but also a lot of nonsense.

That's because he's so happy, of course.

He got a glimpse of a lot of things from Lu Fengxian's Fourteen Deadly Swords, and after retreating and comprehending it, he even raised his "Thirteen Deadly Swords" to a new level.

- Shangguan Jinhong is also learning the Thirteen Swords of Death.

He raised so many first-class swordsmen and provided them with the best accommodation, the best food, and the best environment, and of course it was not consumed in vain.

These swordsmen are just providing him with a reference, brainstorming and working together, so that he can get more essence of swordsmanship.

- until he can defeat Su Weiyun!

Knock, knock, knock.

Footsteps rang out outside, and someone approached.

Shangguan Jinhong knew who it was, and no one except him could come near the secret room without permission.

When Jing Wuming saw Shangguan Jinhong, he stood expressionless and reported: "The helper has been in retreat for two months, and I come every day, but I don't dare to disturb. ”

Shangguan Jinhong smiled rarely, and said, "You did a good job. ”

Jing Wuming looked at Shangguan Jinhong, as if he could see that he was in a good mood, so he said, "The helper must have comprehended the changes of the Thirteen Swords of Death. ”

Shangguan Jinhong suddenly retracted his smile, became unhappy or angry, and said lightly: "It's still a little close." ”

Jing Wuming continued: "I and the twenty swordsmen from all over the world, the south and the north of the world didn't understand the tricks behind, but unexpectedly, you realized it first. ”

Jing Wuming was complimenting Shangguan Jinhong, and he was actually talking nonsense.

He's not a guy who likes to talk nonsense.

Shangguan Jinhong asked, "What do you have to talk about?" ”

Jing Wuming said: "There is one thing. It's about your son Shangguan Fei. ”

Shangguan Jinhong said: "What's wrong with Fei'er? ”

The color of the dead ash in Jing Wuming's eyes was even thicker, as if he had just crawled out of the huge cemetery, and just looking at it would make people shudder.

"He's dead."

·········

Shangguan Fei's body was parked in the hall where the "Ruyun Restaurant" was originally held.

It's been parked for two whole months.

In order to avoid decomposition and deformation, the body has been sealed with wax.

Except for Shangguan Fei's complexion, which turned iron blue, and a little blood on his heart, everything else was very intact.

Shangguan Jinhong's expression also changed.

No one dared to look him in the face.

Shangguan Jinhong stared at Shangguan Fei's corpse, up and down, back and forth, at all.

It was a long, long time before he said, "Bury Fei'er." ”

When Shangguan Jinhong said this, his tone was infinitely pathetic and sad.

But when he finished speaking and sat down on the main seat, everything returned to normal, and he calmly said, "Go and call the remaining seventeen swordsmen." ”

Someone went out, and it didn't take long for them to come back soon.

Seventeen first-class swordsmen in the world did not fall behind.

"Have you all seen Fei'er's body?"

The swordsmen were a little unhappy that they were disturbed to practice swords, but when they saw Shangguan Jinhong mention this matter, they naturally straightened their faces and said solemnly: "I've seen it." ”

"Has everyone seen it?"

The swordsmen did not deny it. At this point, not denying means acknowledging.

Shangguan Jinhong nodded slowly and said, "Okay." ”

"Do you know what weapon Fei'er died under?"

"Sword!"

A famous member of the Hainan Sword Sect stood up and replied.

Shangguan Fei's chest was swept by a sharp sword, and then quickly withdrawn, so that the wound was small and the bleeding was rare.

Therefore, it is not only a sword that kills Shangguan Fei, but also a fast sword!

Shangguan Jinhong looked at the Hainan celebrity, and said, "Then in your opinion, what is the sword technique to kill Fei'er?" ”

Hainan Mingsu suddenly showed a strange expression, hesitated for a moment, and then said: "It's the Thirteen Deadly Swords given by the helper!" ”

Shangguan Jin Hong Huo Ran got up, stared at the seventeen top swordsmen one by one, and said sharply: "Yes, Fei'er died under the swordsmanship of the thirteen swords!" ”

"Who in the world can kill Fei'er with the Thirteen Sword Techniques of Death?!"

This question has become difficult to answer, if it was before, everyone would naturally be able to judge that that person must have been killed by Su Weiyun.

But now it's not possible.

Because there are too many people in the world who are proficient in this sword technique, from Su Weiyun to Lu Fengxian, as well as Jing Wuming and their seventeen swordsmen, even Shangguan Jinhong himself is also a master.

Who killed Shangguan Fei?

No one can answer, and no one dares to speculate.

Shangguan Jinhong said slowly: "If it is killed by Su Weiyun, with his character and temperament, he will never hide and hide." ”

This sentence landed, and after a long time, no one spoke.

Only the Hainan celebrity, who had just stood up and was ready to perform, could not advance or retreat, so he could only say: "We don't know Su Weiyun, and we don't know who killed the young gang leader. ”

Shangguan Jinhong suddenly jumped, and before everyone could see his figure clearly, he had already arrived in front of the famous house in Hainan.

"You really don't know?"

Sonor!

The sword of Hainan Mingsu was pulled out of the sheath by Shangguan Jinhong, and the bright cold light burst out, which suddenly made people a little unable to open their eyes.

"I really don't know."

"Good!"

Shangguan Jinhong took out his sword, and with just a light blow, a mysterious magic seemed to have completely enveloped the famous place in Hainan.

Phew!

The sword pierced straight through the chest of the Hainan celebrity, leaving a blood-red mark, and then immediately withdrawn.

That wound was exactly the same as Shangguan Fei's body!

Shangguan Jinhong asked coldly, "Is there anyone else who doesn't know?" ”

"If I don't speak, I'll assume I don't know. The Money Gang doesn't feed waste that doesn't know anything. ”

The swordsmen looked at each other and made eye contact.

They practiced swordsmanship together every day and studied sword styles, and they already had some tacit understanding, and immediately nodded to each other.

Wow!

The remaining sixteen swords were all stabbed out together, and the sky was full of sword shadows, and the sky was full of silver light!

These swordsmen are all famous, why should they be Shangguan Jinhong's lackeys, they are ambitious!

"Shangguan Jinhong, suffer death!"

Countless sword lights were all heading towards Shangguan Jinhong!

"Die."

Shangguan Jinhong said a word softly, just like his previous orders, the supreme majesty of his words.

When he used the sword, he couldn't help but look very rusty, and even a little difficult, but the moment his sword move took shape, the heaven and the earth lost color.

The rest of the swords were dimmed, as if they were still, and none of them could move.

.......

Shangguan Jinhong walked out of the door, threw the sword of the famous Hainan hostel in his hand, and nailed it to the signboard of "Ruyun Restaurant".

When the people who were waiting outside saw him come out, they trembled all over, and they couldn't even stand on their feet.

"Is Fei'er's body buried?"

"Probably already."

"Okay, then you can go and call Jing Wuxing back."