The appearance of the Excalibur in the Kunwu Sword Sect was about to start. As expected, in the next few days, the major forces near and far sent disciples to visit the Kunwu Sword Sect, and even the sect elder sect master himself. It can be seen how high the word Excalibur has in the minds of everyone.

However, the strength of the Kunwu Sword Sect was there, and when the major forces reached the Giant Blade Peak, they only politely inquired about the news about the Divine Sword.

Most of the many masters who rushed over only cared about one question, that is, whose hands did the divine sword go to. Sui Shanhe had already discussed countermeasures with the hall masters, and he didn't say a word about it. In the end, there is only one thing that many forces can be sure of, that is, the Divine Sword is indeed in the hands of the Kunwu Sword Sect, as for who is so lucky and has won the favor of the Divine Sword, no one knows.

The Excalibur turmoil gradually passed, but another thing was lifted to the table. The big force in Xuanzhou of the Great Cang Empire, Qin Tairan, the lord of Qin'an Mansion, was assassinated silently, and his head was also cut off. The power of Qin'an Mansion is a little stronger than that of the Divine Sword Sect. The lord of the mansion, Qin Tairan, is proficient in swordsmanship, and his swordsmanship has already reached the realm of a great master who is rare in the world. It is really unbelievable that such a master with a sword was quietly assassinated.

All of a sudden, many leaders of forces who got the news strengthened their precautions and began to be vigilant. Qin Tairan's death method is strikingly similar to Bai Youchuan, the master of the Divine Sword Sect who died many days ago. What kind of person is it, so bold, that dares to assassinate alone? Everyone speculated in their hearts. But the mystery of the murderer's haunt seems to have left no trace.

Divine Sword Manor, Riverside Courtyard. Above the attic, Quan Manying stood in the position of Bai Youchuan in the past, looking at the rolling Cangmei River. Beside him, a strong man stands, it is the Ganqu of the Divine Sword Gate.

"Senior brother, the master is dead, and he will not be blind to death. We will avenge our master. The strong man's eyes were sad and calm.

Quan Manying stood aside, he was not tall, and he had to raise his head to see the strong man's face. "Senior brother, take revenge... Revenge, of course. It's just that now that the master is gone, my divine sword door is declining, and revenge is not easy. Besides, the elders and disciples of the sect have been fighting for many years, and now they just want to settle down. Quan Manying squinted at the river and said quietly.

"Senior brother, what do you mean by that?" Ganqu's voice became louder, with a little anger in his doubts, "Don't you want to avenge your master?"

"Senior brother, when did I say that I didn't want to avenge my master. Calm down, this matter needs to be considered in the long run. Quan Manying looked at Gan Qu, "Right now, the most important thing is to stabilize the Divine Sword Gate, so as not to destroy the foundation established by the master." You don't want that either, do you?"

Gan Qu nodded and said, "Of course, I can't let them destroy my Divine Sword Gate." It's just, senior brother, what are you going to do?" Ganqu's big head is obviously not good at thinking.

"Well, I have already made up my mind about this matter, and my junior brother will watch it. When the time comes, I need my junior brother to help me. Kwon Manying's face was confident, and his eyes were shining. Gan Qu nodded and said, "I will naturally help Senior Brother." He remembered that he had just worshipped Bai Youchuan as a teacher, and Quan Manying took care of himself like a big brother.

He believed in his brother.

In Xuanzhou, Qin'an Mansion is particularly powerful. Qin Tairan has made a lot of friends, and now that he is dead, there are waves of people who come to worship, just like the Divine Sword Conference a few days ago. Meizhou is the closest to Xuanzhou, and it is a team of Yanlin Sect that also arrived quickly. Old man Yan took the lead, and several people worshiped Qin Tairan separately, and they were greeted by the people of Qin'an Mansion to a side hall. By this time the temple was full. Old man Yan and a few people came in, and everyone got up to greet them.

As soon as he sat down, someone said: "The predecessors of Qin have taken care of the people for many years, doing good deeds and accumulating virtues, but they don't want to be so feathered, but they end up in a different place." Everyone frowned when they heard this, and Old Man Yan turned to look, only to see that this person had a beard and a well-dressed figure, but he didn't recognize it, so he immediately asked, "I don't know what this fellow Taoist is called?"

The man arched his hand and said, "It's heavy in Xiading." At that time, I was chased and killed by the enemy, seriously injured, and exiled to Xuanzhou. It was Senior Qin who helped me heal my injuries that allowed me to live to this day. Everyone immediately nodded, and the respect for Qin Tairan in their hearts was a little heavier.

Ding Chong said again: "Senior Qin has a life-saving grace for me. He has profound skills, but he doesn't want to be attacked and plotted by gangsters. Although I am not talented, I also want to do my part to avenge my predecessors. His tone was sincere, and many people nodded when they heard it, and they all said: "If you have kindness, you should naturally repay it." ”

Old man Yan asked, "You came early, I don't know what traces the murderer can leave behind?" Everyone shook their heads, obviously not knowing. Old man Yan looked at everyone's expressions, and he frowned silently.

For a while, the hall was a little dull.

Out of the inner hall came a young man, dressed in black and with a white cloth wrapped around his head. The young man walked to the center of the hall and arched his hand and said, "In Xia Qin Jiaxing, I have seen all the seniors. Everyone returned the salute and waited for the following. The young man said: "The seniors have worked tirelessly to come to pay respects to their father, and the juniors have thanked me here. After saying that, the body was slightly owed, and everyone said: "The lord of the Qin Mansion is highly respected, and it is also appropriate for me to come to worship." “

The young man snorted, choked up in his tone, and said, "Thank you seniors." The young man looked at everyone, his eyes stayed on Old Man Yan, and said, "Just now I heard Senior Yan ask about the murderer's whereabouts, and I am ashamed that the people in my Qin'an Mansion have not found any traces. Murderer... It seems that his skills are extraordinarily profound, or he is extremely good at stealth killers. “

When Old Man Yan heard this, he pondered: "Brother Tairan's skill is so deep that he has already reached the peak of the Great Grandmaster. If the skill is higher than that of the great grandmaster, it can only be a martial arts saint. When everyone heard the words "Martial Dao Sage", they all took a deep breath. Martial Dao Sage, that is the realm that every martial cultivator dreams of. Old man Yan thought for a while, and then wondered: "How rare are the saints in the world, I have only seen one in my life, and that is the Meishan Sage." However, the Sage will not take it lightly. "Old man Yan is an elder of the Yanlin Sect, the Yanlin Sect is located in Meizhou, and he is a sage who has seen Meishan.

"What Senior Yan said makes sense, and I don't believe that there will be a sage who will take action against my father. But how can there be such a powerful killer in the world?" Qin Jiaxing said with a frown.

"Well, that's good. I've never heard of such a powerful killer. A middle-aged man in brocade said.

Everyone nodded.

"Ladies and gentlemen, there are such killers, and it is rumored that there is more than one. "Old man Yan seems to know a lot. Seeing that everyone was looking at him, Old Man Yan stroked his gray beard and said, "It is rumored that there is an extremely powerful killer organization on the mainland, and it is even rumored that there are saint-level killers in this organization. “

One word shocked the audience.

Old man Yan coughed, changed the topic and said, "The death of Brother Tairan's virtuous brother is exactly the same as Bai Youchuan of the Divine Sword Sect a few days ago, it must have been done by the same killer. A few days ago, in the underground palace of the Jiaozhou Blood Demon Sect, the red-robed man who had already died was also cut off. At that time, many of our good players gathered in the underground palace, and still did not find the slightest suspiciousness. Old man Yan thought for a moment before he said, "As far as I can see, Brother Tairan, the master of the white gate, and the man in the red robe all died at the hands of the same person. This murderer is the killer in the mysterious killer organization. Whether or not he is a saint or not is uncertain, but in my opinion, this is extremely unlikely. Everyone was silent for a while, perhaps because the pressure brought by the sage was too great, and there was a dull atmosphere in the hall.

"Haha! I've never seen the world. A loud laugh came from outside the hall. Everyone was shocked and held their weapons in their hands. Old man Yan took the lead, went out of the palace gate, and arrived in the courtyard. I saw a young man in white, lying high on the roof, with his legs crossed, not looking at everyone, looking at the sky.

"Isn't this young man in white at the Divine Sword Conference?" one recognized the young man in white and whispered. Old man Yan frowned, where did he remember the young man in white. Shicai was scolded by the young man again, and his face was a little abrasive, so he didn't ask.

I only heard the young man say to himself: "The saint-level killer assassinated Qin Tairan? When everyone below heard the young man's words so presumptuous, they couldn't help but be a little angry, and they started scolding. Unexpectedly, the young man still crossed his legs, his eyes turned to the sky, and he turned a deaf ear to everyone's scolding.

"Hmph, where did you come from, arrogant boy?" A loud shout came, and I saw a person jumping up, looking at his clothes, but it was a master of Qin'an Mansion dressed in black. He saw that the young man in white was so arrogant, although he didn't know the details of the other party, but he didn't expect it to be any stronger, so he made a move to find out.

After all, this is Qin'an Mansion, and outsiders are not allowed to be presumptuous.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he landed on the roof, before he could stand firmly, the young man straightened up his scabbard and struck at a very fast speed, hitting the man in the chest. With a bang, the man suddenly flew upside down and fell from the roof.

"Fifth Senior Brother!" Qin Jiaxing's tone was a little surprised, and he grabbed the man. The man's skill is a step lower than that of the old man Yan who was present, but he is also a famous player in Xuanzhou. Everyone saw that the young man was so young, and his strength was so powerful, and they suddenly became a little vigilant in their hearts.

"Let's go up!" shouted from the crowd, and suddenly three or five more people swept up and came straight to the roof. The young man repeated his old tricks, and while the opponent's foothold was not stable, he struck with the scabbard again. This seemingly simple blow was actually extremely fast, and the direction of the shot was also extremely tricky.

When the man saw that the young man was attacking, it was too late to resist the weapon, so he immediately stretched out his right hand, shook his hand into a claw, and grabbed it towards the hilt of the sword. Just this grasp can already see that this person's skills are extremely good.

Seeing that the other party had mastered it, the young man turned his aim, drew an arc with the scabbard of his sword, and struck at the other man with the force of his hand. This man did not have the strength of the previous man, and was struck in the shoulder by the scabbard and fell to the roof.

The young man's figure fluttered, and the scabbard of the sword took turns to attack, and the cries of pain continued to be heard. In the blink of an eye, several people on the roof fell one after another, leaving only the man who practiced claws. The two fought for a while, but the young man never drew his sword, and only used the scabbard as a weapon, but he also fought on par with the man.

The young man glanced at a number of people rushing up, and thought to himself, "If it is surrounded, it will not be good..." At that moment, he laughed loudly, swept up, stepped on a person's shoulder, and with the help of a vertical, he flew out far away, a few ups and downs, and disappeared in front of everyone's eyes.

It's so fast, it's really rare.

The masters in Qin'an's Mansion chased for a while, but they didn't even see half of the figures, so they stopped chasing at the moment. Old man Yan frowned and looked at the direction where the young man disappeared, and pondered in his heart: "I don't know which disciple was taught by his predecessors, he is so young, and his skills are so strong. However, although his skills are strong, it is impossible to kill calmly. “

The young man flew away from his pursuers and arrived in a mountain forest. I saw a clear stream, and there was a faint rumbling sound in the distance. His curiosity came together and he ran with all his might. In a moment, a waterfall appeared in front of me, as white as a juanpi. The surrounding birds and insects chirp, and there is a peaceful atmosphere. When the young man saw this, he immediately felt refreshed, and immediately flew on a boulder, lying on it, cocking his legs, and humming a small tune in his mouth, which was very pleasant.

"Ha, this Xuanzhou realm is really also a master. But if you want to keep me and pay my revenge, it's still 108,000 miles away. The boy hummed a song and muttered to himself. "The killer organization has another master, why don't I know?" even though he frowned, his face was still extremely handsome, "Forget it, leave him alone, let's get some sleep first." The boy yawned a long time, and fell asleep on the boulder, oblivious to nothing else.

In the phoenix bamboo forest, Zhou Mengxuan practiced swordsmanship in the forest. Many of the forces that had visited Kunwu had already returned, and the Kunwu Sword Sect seemed quiet again. In fact, except for the morning when the disciples gathered in the square to practice swordsmanship, at other times, it seemed very quiet among the sword sects.

Qingluo Sword is also quiet at the moment, except for the turquoise sword body, there is no supernatural place.

"Xuan'er!" A woman came out of the forest, it was Le Xinzhu.

"Master!" Zhou Mengxuan stopped dancing the sword and walked to Le Xinzhu's side.

"Xuan'er," Le Xinzhu had a faint smile on her face, "Go to Kunwu Palace, your old master is waiting!"

"Uncle Sui?" Zhou Mengxuan looked at the master with a puzzled expression.

"Hehe, you'll know when you go. Le Xinzhu still had a smile on her face. Zhou Mengxuan saw that the master didn't say anything, and he didn't ask much at the moment, so he said goodbye to the master, went straight up the mountain, and arrived in front of the Kunwu Palace. I saw that the door of the palace was wide open, and Wu Yu was also in the hall at the moment.

Zhou Mengxuan moved into the main hall, bowed down, and said, "Disciple Zhou Mengxuan, meet the master uncle." Sui Shanhe waved his hand and said with a smile: "Mengxuan, don't be polite." “

"Senior Sister Mengxuan, I haven't seen you for a few days. Wu Yu looked at the beauty in front of him, who he had already admired, and couldn't help but feel a little happy in his heart, and said with a smile: "Senior sister, how are you doing?" His voice was a little magnetic, quite nice. Zhou Mengxuan looked at him and nodded lightly, "I'm fine, I'm worried about Senior Brother Wu." “

Sui Shanhe looked at the two of them, inadvertently turned his gaze to the long sword in Zhou Mengxuan's hand, and said with a smile: "Okay, Xuan'er, Yu'er, you are both outstanding disciples of my Kunwu Sword Sect, and this time I summoned the two of you to come here for one thing." Sui Shanhe paused, and then said: "The troubled times may be coming, a few days ago, Bai Youchuan of the Divine Sword Gate and Qin Tairan of Qin'an Mansion were assassinated one after another, according to the news from the inquiry, the murderer is very likely to be the top force in the mainland, a member of the Dark Dragon Killer Organization." This person has a lot of blood debts in his hands, and his whereabouts are extremely secretive, and it is difficult to find out more information. This time, the two of you will be sent down the mountain, one is to secretly find out the news, and the other is to kill him together if there is a chance. “

When the two of them heard that they were going to deal with this mysterious killer, they both gasped a little in their hearts. Wu Yu frowned and said, "Master, this person can assassinate masters like Bai Youchuan and Qin Tairan, and his skills must be extremely profound. As far as Senior Sister Mengxuan and I are concerned, I'm afraid we are not opponents at all. “

"Hehe, you're right. According to my inference, this person's strength is probably not far from the Holy Rank. Sui Shanhe said lightly: "However, cultivation should be indomitable, and there is no room for retreat." You two go back and get ready, and tomorrow morning, go down the mountain." “

"Yes!" the two of them respectfully agreed, turned and retreated towards the outside of the hall. Zhou Mengxuan didn't want to stay longer, so she left directly. Wu Yu walked to the door, and took back the steps he had taken out.

"Master!" Wu Yu shouted. Sui Shanhe looked up at him, frowned, and said, "Yu'er, do you have anything else?" Wu Yu looked left and right, walked to the hall, and said in a low voice: "Master, that mysterious killer's skill is so strong, Senior Sister Mengxuan has a divine sword in her hand, and it is okay to protect herself." But..."

"What are you doing?" but what?" Sui Shanhe looked at Wu Yu in the hall, and there was no look on his face.

"But the disciple's skill is low, and he has no self-defense treasures, so he will not be able to come back when he goes down the mountain this time. As he spoke, a sad look appeared on his face.

"Hmph, at this time, I realized that my skills were low? Let you hurry up and practice, but you only care about playing with the senior sisters and sisters in the same sect, and you fall behind in your cultivation. Sui Shanhe's tone suddenly became more aggressive.

"The master taught me a lesson. Wu Yu said respectfully, but he was thinking in his heart: "I am not yet eighteen years old, and the Jade Heart Jue has also been cultivated to the third layer, and my strength has reached the Great Grandmaster. Many of the senior brothers in the sect are at my age, so I'm afraid it's just that. Hmph, maybe not even me!"

Sui Shanhe looked at Wu Yu, who was stunned, shook his head slightly and sighed. Wu Yu came back to his senses and hurriedly said, "Master, the disciple will definitely work hard to cultivate in the future, and he will never let your old man lose face." Seeing that Sui Shanhe's face was better, Wu Yu said again: "It's just that the mysterious killer is too strong." “

Wu Yu lowered his head and secretly looked at the mountains and rivers.

"Hmph, what you want to say, just say it!" Sui Shanhe didn't bother to look at him.

"Hehe, master, you must have guessed the mind of the apprentice, right?" Wu Yu took a few steps and stood beside Sui Shanhe.

"Hmph, I'm telling you, there's nothing good about that thing. On the way to practice, there is no room for laziness and slippery. Shifang Dan, don't even think about it. Sui Shanhe looked at Wu Yu and said angrily.

"That's what the master said. Wu Yu's eyes flickered, and he didn't know what to think.

Early the next morning, Zhou Mengxuan carried a burden and went to the square in front of the peak. Thousands of disciples gathered here to practice swords, and the momentum was quite huge. Zhou Mengxuan stood and watched for a while, then turned her head and walked down the mountain.

"Senior Sister Zhou....Senior Sister Zhou....", the same door greeted one after another. No matter where Zhou Mengxuan goes, she will be the focus of attention. Because she is so beautiful, often beautiful things will attract attention, let alone a beautiful woman?

Wu Yu stood on the side of the square, and in front of him was the 8,000 stone steps down the mountain. The stone steps, glowing with the color of white jade, extend from the square to the bottom of the mountain. Zhou Mengxuan looked at Wu Yu in front of her, and always felt a little different from before, but she couldn't say it.

"Senior sister, you're here, let's go!" Wu Yu's tone revealed a stronger confidence. Zhou Mengxuan looked at him, nodded slightly, and the two went down the mountain together.