readx;? Three days later, Xingzhi took Monroe to Suzhou City. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The general altar of the Tongxin Alliance-Da Zi Zai City is twenty miles outside the west gate of Suzhou, if they speed up their journey, they can return to the Tongxin Alliance before dark, but they don't know what the considerations are, they did not go back directly, but chose to enter the city to invest in the store.

Monroe didn't know his arrangement, but she knew that the Tongxin Alliance was not far away, and she was about to enter a strange environment, and she was uneasy on her face, and said with sadness: "You won't lie to me, will you? You will protect me, will you?"

Conduct didn't answer, his back was straight, Monroe walked behind him, looking at the mountain-like back, wanting to lean on, but he didn't dare to approach.

The two went to a clean shop, and after eating and washing, they let Monroe rest by herself, and went to the next room to meditate and practice.

Monroe's restlessness lasted for a long time, and her keen hearing could hear her tossing and turning on the couch until late in the night.

He didn't need to sleep, he was a dead man, and now he was moving under the control of Ding Peng's consciousness, as long as Ding Peng's consciousness was clear, he could stay awake, and the fatigue and wear of the body would be recovered by meditation, so that he could also exercise his internal strength.

In fact, even Ding Peng himself can't figure out what kind of form he exists in, let's say that he is dead, his physical body is still alive, most of the physiological phenomena and living people are undoubted, but to say that he is alive is a bit reluctant, because he is just Ding Peng's doppelganger puppet, and he has no trace of intelligence.

The mystery of this, Ding Peng can't understand it for the time being.

The night was already deep, and he meditated quietly, and there was silence all around.

But suddenly, Cao Xingzhi's body leaned back, a great amplitude, almost at the level of the bed, and then a long sword strangely pierced through the wall next to the bed, silently piercing the place where he had been sitting.

Exercise jumped up, in mid-air, the sword was unsheathed, a dazzling light flashed in the dark room, and the wall suddenly had three more large holes, arranged in a zigzag pattern, if there was someone behind the wall, these three swords were enough to kill him instantly.

The sword flashed, and the room returned to darkness, and Cao Xingzhi looked at the wall with a solemn face, as if to judge whether the enemy was dead, but he didn't seem to notice, and a black shadow fell silently from the roof beams.

The black shadow resembles a human form, but it doesn't seem to have the slightest weight, it falls from a height without a trace of wind, and the black shadow doesn't wait for it to completely land, and it has already struck, and a long sword that is darker than the night stabs silently at the back of the exercise.

With hearing alone, this sword can't hear at all.

The sword light flashed, and the back of the exercise seemed to have eyes, and the Flowing Wind Sword instantly emitted a thousand rays of light, heading towards the black shadow behind him.

The black shadow was not surprised by the reaction of Cao Xingzhi, the pitch-black long sword kept attacking, and the two of them made several moves in an instant, but they didn't make a sound of collision.

The reason is that both of them are fast swords, and they are as quick as lightning, and they will quickly collect the trick if they miss, and they will never do unnecessary useless work.

The sword light of Xingzhi was very bright, and each strike would make the room as bright as day, although the time was extremely short, but it was enough for him to see the face of the black shadow clearly.

This is a masked man with a thin body and gray hair, his eyes are fixed, his forehead is slightly painful, and his long-sealed memories break out of the cocoon.

That's right, it's him, it's this masked man, it's he who once sneaked up on Conduct, causing Conduct to be seriously injured and killed.

Although the consciousness of Cao Xingzhi is dead, the imprint engraved on the body is too deep, the feeling of people before death is the deepest, and the instinct left in the body is also the most keen, Ding Peng has no memory of searching for Cao Xingzhi at all, and he already knows that this masked man is the original murderer!

Whether it is the instinct of the body or Ding Peng's consciousness, he is very afraid of this masked man, no matter what the purpose of this person, it is a huge threat to the current conduct, and it must be eradicated, and it is best to find out the truth behind it.

This person must stay!

Thinking of this, the swordsmanship of the exercise changed, the long sword swung horizontally, and with a soft sound, a long electric light flashed in front of the masked man's eyes, dazzling like lightning across the sky.

It is the electric light phantom sword that has been recently practiced by Cao Xingzhi, and it is a fast sword formed by integrating the one-word electric sword and the phantom sword technique.

The blazing lightning-like sword light not only indicates that the speed of the sword is incredibly fast, but also has the effect of dazzling people, such as lightning in the sky, which makes people thrilling at first sight, and first gives birth to cowardice. At this moment, he used his sword technique, and in an instant, the room was full of electric light, dazzling.

The black shadow masked man's swordsmanship is very weird, silent but also extremely fast, his pitch-black long sword should have undergone a certain amount of silence treatment, combined with his strange and unpredictable swordsmanship, compared with the electric phantom sword of the operation, but it is not inferior at all.

There was a crisp sound, and the two exchanged dozens of moves, and finally the two swords intersected, but after this short sound, the room returned to calm again - it can't be said to be calm, after all, there is still wind between the actions, but compared to the fierce battle between the two, this little movement is basically negligible, and the only sword sound did not wake up Monroe next door.

The lightning is like a shuttle, the black shadow shuttles, the room is sometimes bright, sometimes it is dark and silent, and in an instant, the two of them are fighting dozens of moves, and the two long swords still do not continue to collide, but there are more sounds in the room, which is the wheezing sound of the two.

The fast sword of the fortune envoy is very depleting of strength, although the two of them did not compete with each other, but the hundred moves in the fight have also consumed five or six out of ten internal strength.

The masked man suddenly laughed and made a voice like a night owl: "Boy, there is progress, I can't imagine that I can tie with the old man after a long day, I didn't kill you last time, what a mistake!"

The moment Cao Xingzhi grabbed him to speak, he suddenly accelerated his speed and took out the sword, this sword was incredibly fast, the masked man had just lit up with lightning in front of him, and his left arm had been hit by the sword, but the masked man had very rich experience in actual combat, and his left arm hurt, and he immediately took out a sword to block it, and opened the flowing wind sword of Cao Xingzhi, avoiding the end of being penetrated by a sword.

"Good boy, it's ruthless enough......" The masked man was very angry at Conduct Xingzhi's unruliness, but before he could finish speaking, another sword flew from Conduct Xingzhi, and he hurriedly closed his mouth and quickly blocked with his sword.

Ding, ding, ding, three swords in a row, the masked man tried his best to defuse it, but because he lost the first hand, in the face of the persecution of one sword after another, the masked man suddenly began to hurry, and then the masked man stabbed with another sword, and the masked man stretched out his sword to block, blocking it, but before blocking it, the flowing wind sword had pierced into his chest an inch.

The sword path of the exercise is actually not fancy, and it rarely changes, but it is very fast, and it is clear that he is coming from, but it is not easy to block it, sometimes he clearly thinks that it is blocked, but in fact, the sword of the conduct has taken a step forward and stabbed the other party.

The masked man was hit by the sword for the second time, and the middle sword part was the key point, and suddenly let out a terrible roar, and the dark long sword suddenly burst out of a dazzling red light, and with a wave of the horizontal sword, the exercise quickly drew the sword and retreated, the red light in the room flashed, the table, chair and bed table, and suddenly turned into powder, and the masked man jumped and jumped to the window to escape.

Cao Xingzhi quickly took out the sword, the sword light was like a dragon, the masked man turned around and swung the sword, the originally light and weird black sword was actually used by him to use the heavy posture of the dragon stick, the two swords intersected, and made a dull "bang", Cao Xingzhi only felt that there was a huge force on the blade of the opponent's sword, the flowing wind sword bent to the limit, and he couldn't help but take two steps back, and the masked man staggered a few steps forward, and another sword swung out, and the three-foot door and window suddenly turned into powder, and the black shadow flashed, and he had fled without a trace.

The eyes of the conduct were full of murder, and he wanted to chase after him, but at this moment, Meng Luo's panicked voice came from next door: "the hero, what happened, where are you?"

............

A big battle in the exercise made Ding Peng, who was far away in the Western Regions, wake up and had to stop practicing.

At this time, Ding Peng had been in retreat for thirty-seven days, and today he wanted to hit the level 135 mark, which was a small realm of the fifth layer, and after breaking through, he was expected to hit the level 140 mark, and level 140 was the sign of the fifth layer.

After Ding Peng woke up, he thought about it for a long time.

The masked man who attacked him tonight not only brought a warning message, but also some other information.

First of all, when Xingzhi returned to the General Alliance this time, he did not tell the organization the exact time of return in advance, from Xiangxi to Jiangnan, and there was no contact with the various sub-altars of the Tongxin Alliance along the way, so there was nothing peaceful along the way, and there was no turmoil, but after coming to Suzhou, he encountered an attack, which could not help but make Ding Peng think about the hidden worries.

Suzhou is the territory of the Concentric Alliance, and there is no force in the rivers and lakes that has more influence than the Concentric Alliance, and Suzhou City is full of Concentric Alliance's secret detectives, and the attack on Xingzhi in this environment is enough to make people wonder if there is something wrong within the Concentric Alliance.

Furthermore, why did the masked man mask his face? Naturally, he didn't want people to see his true face, and a very good possibility was that he was a familiar person with Conduct, but looking through the memories of Conduct Practice, there was no exact image corresponding to this thin and silver-haired assassin.

That is to say, his hair and figure and other appearances may also be fake, hair is very easy to camouflage, in terms of figure, Ding Peng also knows that there are some bone shrinkage and deformation techniques in the martial arts that can also change the body shape for a short time, only the appearance is not easy to change, therefore, this masked man is an extremely cautious person, and it may be a person who is familiar with his conduct, and it is likely to be a person in the Tongxin Alliance.

Secondly, although Ding Peng did not recognize the number of swordsmanship used by the masked man, and there was no corresponding description in the memory of the exercise, but after life and death, he still had a certain understanding of it, the masked man's swordsmanship was strange and dark, the move was silent, ruthless and vicious, it was a very suitable swordsmanship for assassination and assassination, and he loved swordsmanship and was obsessed with swordsmanship, and he had watched the secret swordsmanship of dozens of famous schools, but there was no such one; , is no longer limited to swordsmanship masters, but the Tongxin Alliance is a weighty figure, and the conduct is basically familiar with their martial arts, and there are no characters who use this kind of assassination swordsmanship.

This can only show two possibilities: one is that the masked man is not a member of the Tongxin Alliance, and the previous guess is wrong; the second possibility is that the masked man is indeed a member of the Tongxin Alliance, but he has always hidden his secret skills and does not reveal them to the public, which may indicate that he has a great plan and is by no means just to deal with one of the people.

There is also information that also makes Ding Peng uneasy.

That is, after the last masked man ** was injured, he ran away eagerly, he used a kind of martial arts that was different from the previous assassination swordsmanship, the power was poured into the back of the sword, so that the weapon burst into red light, and the power was infinite, the double sword impact actually made the operation take a few steps back, if it wasn't for the flowing wind sword and an extraordinary thing, I'm afraid that the heavy blow had already broken it.

Ding Peng's heart palpitations were not because the masked man's last martial arts were incredibly terrifying, but because this kind of martial arts was not the first time he had seen it, when he was in Loulan, he had already seen it in the hands of the disciple of the Blood Lotus Ancestor, the woman who looked very similar to Li Ziwei.

I heard that it was the Blood Lotus Ancestor who used his magic skills to cross the rivers and lakes, but what Ding Peng never imagined was that this time he actually saw this kind of evil sect martial arts again in the south of the Yangtze River, thousands of miles away, in the sphere of influence of the White Dao Alliance, and in the core territory of the Tongxin Alliance, the main force of the Eradication Demon Sect back then.

Ding Peng was faintly uneasy in his heart, not for Bai Dao decency, not for the Central Plains, but from the series of events he had experienced over time, he sensitively smelled a hint of a big conspiracy.

The Lingshan faction accidentally obtained the Five Poisons True Scripture, and the head of the sect secretly cultivated......

Peng's two heroes, who were taught by the magic knife by chance, fell into cultivation, causing changes in Xiangxi......

Qilian faction, the head of the Yang Tianlei faction, accidentally obtained the bloodthirsty demon skill and imprisoned the Jiangyang thief to cultivate secretly......

Masked man, suspected of being a member of the Tongxin Alliance, good at assassinating swordsmanship and blood-turning knives, two assassinations, and unclear plots......

The rivers and lakes are going to be chaotic, Ding Peng's eyes seem to see a boiling sea of blood, after thirty years of peace, Wulin is finally going to make waves again.