Chiba Castle West, grocery store.

Lady Park sat on a large bench and looked at a scroll in his hand. The room was simply furnished, with seven or eight chairs, seven or eight men in black, and a long table around it. The table was slick and there was nothing but a lamp.

Master Park sat on the upper seat, he did not make a sound, and the rest of the people did not speak, and waited quietly.

Lady Park threw the scroll on the table, stood up, and paced around the room with a frown. After a while, he suddenly laughed and said to himself: "Since you have killed the members of the organization, you are no longer your own person. The Lord wants your life, and I want the magic weapon in your hand even more... So, you can't blame me. ”

Everyone listened to Master Park's own words, and they were all silent. Master Park looked at everyone, his face was a little cold, and he asked, "I don't know what else the Lord has brought?" He looked at one of the men, this man's aura was like nothing, and his cultivation was really extremely profound.

But Lord Park is not afraid of him.

The Black Dragon Group is the source of information for the entire organization, and as the head of the Black Dragon Group, his status is second only to the Lord.

The man shook his head and replied, "The Lord did not bring anything here, but only told us to obey the orders of the adults." His tone was neither hurried nor slow, neither humble nor arrogant.

Lord Park looked at him, his eyes narrowed slightly, his face had an inexplicable meaning, and he said lightly: "Since this is the case, it would be better." He pondered for a moment before he said, "According to the information from the organization, the man in black holding the unknown divine sword in his hand is one of the members of the Blood Dragon Group, or he was. In Shuohe Ancient Town, he killed another top killer of the Blood Dragon Group, codenamed Impermanence. Everyone knows this, so I won't say more. ”

He glanced around and said slowly: "The meaning of the Lord must be clear to everyone, hehe, otherwise I wouldn't have sent you here." "Of the seven or eight people in front of him, except for three who are the stewards of the Black Dragon Group and have slightly lower skills, the remaining five people are all very promising. The strongest is the middle-aged man with a faint breath. This middle-aged man is a genuine king-level killer, codenamed Nightmare King. Any powerhouse who is called a king-level killer by the organization has already reached the holy level with such a profound strength.

The meaning represented by the Holy Rank is that they are all masters who are truly standing at the peak of the continent.

And Master Park knew very well in his heart that in the entire Dark Dragon Killer Organization, there were no less than six king-level killers. With such a deep power background, it is not much different from Kunwu, the number one sword sect in the continent on the surface. And the remaining four are all top-level killers.

"According to the information from the Lord, it is likely that the mist will travel to Leaf City in the Federation in the near future. As for why he went there, it is unknown. Master Park's tone was meaningful. His eyes glared at the Nightmare King, eager to see another look in his eyes. He miscalculated, the king of nightmare looked at his nose and nose, and his nose looked at his heart, and he couldn't see the slightest clue in his eyes.

"Very good!" Master Pu looked at it for a while, and then said, "A few people rushed to Yecheng separately, and I will arrive later." A few people answered, and got up to leave. Soon, only Master Park himself was left in the room, "Hmph, isn't it just a king-level? Isn't it just a holy level? What's the big deal, come to me, it's not just obedient to orders." There was a cold glint in his eyes.

The peak of the Great Grandmaster to the Holy Rank seems to be only one step away, but in fact, it is like a moat. Master Pu had stayed at the peak realm of the Great Grandmaster for several years, and for a few years, his skill had not advanced in the slightest, and the desire for the Holy Rank in his heart had already reached its peak.

This night is destined to be a night in which many people are running around and toiling, and there is no rest.

It has been two days since Zhou Mengxuan and Wu Yu returned to Chiba City. Wu Yu changed his way to find an opportunity to stay with his junior sister, which can be said to have exhausted his thoughts. However, Zhou Mengxuan is still like ice, which will not melt for thousands of years. Wu Yu had no choice, so he stopped a little. Alone in the room, he took out the scroll he got from the Blood Demon Sect's dungeon and studied it.

The bloody knife pattern painted on this scroll is full of violent atmosphere. Wu Yu's mind was immersed in it, and he unconsciously fell into an illusion.

He only felt that his eyes were full of blood, and a monstrous troll with a height of two feet was in a huge pool of blood, holding a huge blood-red knife in his hand. On the troll's bearded body, blood vessels protruded, as thick as an ordinary person's arm. The broadsword in his hand seemed to come to life, and the blade was covered with knotted veins, like troll veins, and something was rolling in the veins.

"Ahh

In the illusion, Wu Yu kowtowed respectfully to the demon god. "Okay, haha! wonderful!" the demon god let out a rampant laugh, his voice echoing between heaven and earth.

......

When Wu Yu woke up and turned around, he only felt that his whole body was soaked with sweat. However, he didn't have the heart to care about this at the moment, and was still immersed in the shock brought by the huge demon god. He looked at the scroll pattern in his hand and was overjoyed, "I really picked up a treasure this time." ”

"Knock knock!" came from the knock on the door, "Senior Brother Wu!" Zhou Mengxuan stood outside the door, frowning slightly, obviously a little displeased with his actions at this time.

When Wu Yu heard Zhou Mengxuan's voice, a wave of joy rose on his face, but then he was replaced by coldness, "Hmph, aren't you pretending to be high, one day, I will let you lie under me and moan and beg for mercy." A faint lewd smile appeared on his face, and then he put it back down.

"Oh, Senior Sister Mengxuan, is there something wrong?" Wu Yu opened the door and said lightly to Zhou Mengxuan.

Zhou Mengxuan was a little puzzled, she sensitively felt that Wu Yu was different at this time. However, she had an indifferent temperament, never cared about things she didn't care about, and said lightly: "Uncle Yin has arrived." With that, he turned and took a few steps into his room. The rooms of the two were next to each other, Wu Yu followed, and at a glance, he saw his uncle Yin Banchen, sitting in the room drinking tea.

Wu Yu entered the room to see him, only to see Yin Banchen staring at him without speaking, his heart suddenly became worried, and he opened his mouth to ask: "Uncle Shi, why are you here?

Yin Banchen frowned and looked at him, only feeling that Wu Yu had a faint bloody aura on his body, and he sensed it carefully, but he couldn't sense anything. As a saint, his skill is profound, and his sensitivity is rare in the world.

He couldn't figure it out, so he didn't mention it in his heart, and said, "How can it be so easy! This black-clothed swordsman, although his skill is not at the holy level, his strength is really at the holy level. ”

"Oh, how can Uncle Shi be sure here?" Wu Yu hurriedly asked, in the bamboo forest, he and Zhou Mengxuan had both seen the black-clothed killer shoot with their own eyes. Although he felt that the other party's strength was much higher than his own, he didn't expect that he had reached the holy level.

Yin Banchen frowned and said, "That divine weapon is not trivial, and its power is so great that it is really against the sky. He glanced at the long sword in Mengxuan's hand, and said to Wu Yu: "What your master said is right, the divine soldiers are born in turn, and there may be major changes in the mainland, and I also faintly feel this way at the moment." ”

Zhou Mengxuan sensed Yin Banchen's eyes, she had already heard her master Le Xinzhu say this, and this time she heard it again, although she didn't understand the deep meaning very much, but she also had a faint feeling in her heart. She thought silently: "What Uncle Master said may be good, but I just hope that I can live quietly." She thought of the phoenix bamboo forest in the mountain behind the Giant Blade Peak, and thought of her small bamboo house, "It's been a long time since I went down the mountain, so it's good to finish things early and go back!" Zhou Mengxuan's thoughts wandered, and she didn't listen to what Yin Banchen said later.

"Wu Yu, Meng Xuan, I went down the mountain on the order of my senior brother this time to find this divine soldier. If it really falls into the hands of the bad guys, I am afraid it will be a great disaster in the future. My Kunwu Sword Sect is a famous and decent family, and it is a responsibility to eliminate demons and defend the Dao. He looked at Wu Yu, and Wu Yu listened intently. Yin Banchen continued: "You two are outstanding disciples of the younger generation of my Kunwu sect, although the skills are not very profound, but Mengxuan has a divine weapon in hand, and the two of you join forces, plus the power of the divine soldier, it is also a great combat power. It may be difficult to kill an enemy, but it is okay to protect yourself. The enemy he spoke of was the black-clad swordsman.

Meng Xuan also faintly felt in her heart that the mysterious killer that the two of them were looking for all the way, killing Bai Youchuan, the master of the Divine Sword Sect, and Qin Tairan, the master of Qin'an Mansion, might be this black-clothed swordsman.

"Without further ado, we need to find out as soon as possible. Yin Banchen got up and left, and the two said goodbye to their uncle, and each returned to the house with his own thoughts.

The mist walked in the night, and his face was so pale that he could not see any expression.

He seemed accustomed to being in the dark.

Even though the place in front of him was the only warmth in his heart, he still chose to be at night.

The darkness gave him a strong sense of security, and he enjoyed the darkness, so he lived in the darkness all the time.

Yin Banchen was also walking in the darkness at this moment, and he made a survey outside the city, and gradually reached the west of the city. His brow furrowed deeply, it was late at night, and he still hadn't found the slightest clue. Just as he was anxious, a gust of wind sounded, and four or five figures jumped out of the city from the top of the city, coming in this direction.

Yin Banchen reacted extremely quickly, and before the other party could find out, his figure was already hidden under the shade of a tree. This is a three-way intersection, and several people go straight to the intersection. When he got closer, Yin Banchen was slightly surprised in his heart, among several people, there was actually a Saint Rank master. The remaining four people are all extremely powerful Grand Master Peak Masters.

His eyesight was so sharp, and in a moment he could see the strength of several people.

The five of them are the Nightmare Kings of the Killer Organization, and the four top killers. It's just that Yin Banchen doesn't recognize it.

The five of them stopped at the fork in the road, and one of them said, "King Wei, that Pu Rusheng is too arrogant, and he doesn't even pay attention to you in his words, it's really infuriating!" he said hatefully, with obvious anger.

"Haha..."The Nightmare King chuckled lightly and said, "Invisible, let me ask you, how is Pu Rusheng's cultivation?" The man who was called Invisible, said straightly: "Like our brothers, they are all at the peak of the Great Grandmaster's realm. ”

The Nightmare King nodded, and said, "What is the difference between the Great Grandmaster and the Holy Rank?"

The invisible sighed and replied, "The Great Grandmaster and the Holy Rank seem to be one step apart, but in fact they are like a moat. It's so hard to cross!" He remembered that he had also stayed in this realm for many years, and there was a deep helplessness in his tone.

King Wei nodded slightly, and said, "That's it, I've been in the Holy Dao for ten years, how can I be as knowledgeable as a person who is not at the Holy Level." He raised his head slightly, and although his tone was eloquent, the arrogance in his eyes was undisguised.

"That's right, Lord Nightmare, you have a lot of them!" the invisible compliment snapped.

A few people said as they walked, getting closer and closer to Yin Banchen's hiding place. Yin Banchen didn't move, and he didn't show the slightest breath.

I heard another person say: "This time, the Nightmare King led the four of us to deal with the fog, I think it's a bit overkill." This was immediately echoed by everyone, and even the Nightmare King felt that it made sense. But then he changed his mind and said, "The Lord has a command, and it is normal for us to run around for it." Besides, the divine weapon in the hands of the mist is really powerful. Just if you wait for the four great masters, I'm afraid it will be difficult to take him down. Don't think about it, the Lord has always been thoughtful in doing things, and I can do things with all my heart. ”

"The Nightmare King is right!" Invisible echoed, "Let's hurry up and rush to Yecheng, otherwise..." Before he finished speaking, the Nightmare King suddenly waved his hand, his expression became solemn, and then he snorted coldly: "I don't know which Sage is hiding here?" He stared at Yin Banchen's hiding place.

As a king-level killer, he hadn't made a move for years, but his senses were still extremely sharp.

Yin Banchen heard the other party's voice, and he felt bad in his heart. He didn't move, still hiding in the shadows. The Nightmare King and the others obviously cooperated very tacitly, and as soon as they finished speaking, the four top killers had already scattered and surrounded Yin Banchen's hiding place. Yin Banchen couldn't, so he had to show his figure, "Haha!" he laughed as he thought about countermeasures.

"I didn't expect to meet the famous Nightmare King here. I still have something to do today, and I will come to the door tomorrow to talk about the path of sanctification!" Yin Banchen unfolded his body, and the person had already flown out and was running in the direction of Chiba City.

"Hmph, I want to leave, I underestimate my Nightmare King too much. The Nightmare King laughed wildly, his beard fluttered, and his body rushed out, and his speed was even faster than Yin Banchen's by three points. After all, Yin Banchen is a new sage, and his skills are slightly inferior to that of King Nightmare.

However, he was born in Kunwu, and his cultivation is the top Kunwu Jade Heart Technique, if he really fights, I am afraid that for a while, the two will be indistinguishable.

Seeing that the Nightmare King was in a hurry to catch up, Yin Banchen hurriedly stopped his figure, turned around and struck at the Nightmare King with one palm. The Nightmare King was not afraid of him, so he rose up and palmed each other, and the two fought hard. Yin Banchen's figure floated out, and in the blink of an eye, he dissolved the force of this blow. King Wei was surprised in his heart, although the power of this palm is not as strong as his own, it is better than the long and vast, the old power is not exhausted, and the new power is born again.

"Huh, Kunwu Jade Heart?" the Nightmare King paused, frowning at the figure that disappeared into the darkness in the distance, muttering to himself.

"Nightmare King, don't you chase after you?" the invisible four people swept to the Nightmare King's side and asked.

The Nightmare King shook his head slightly, "Don't chase anymore." There are still four or five days away from Yecheng here, so hurry over as soon as possible, and change if it is late. His heart was slightly dull, and he couldn't figure out how there could be a master of the Kunwu faction lurking, and a bad feeling lingered in his heart. "If the Kunwu Sword Sect also intervenes, it will be difficult for the Lord to do great things. ”

Although he is conceited of his strength, he does not dare to look down on the number one sword sect in the mainland.

Far to the northwest of the Federal Kingdom, there is a swamp called the Hidden Mist Swamp. The Hidden Mist Swamp is quite famous on the mainland, just because its location is extremely special, connecting the three major emperors (kings). Dacang in the northeast, the Minghao Empire in the northwest, and the federal kingdom in the south. The dense fog that pervades the swamp all year round makes the swamp seem extremely mysterious.

Near the southern end of the marsh, a gray mist surrounds a manor.

A figure appeared in the thick fog, staggering towards the manor. He was tall and wore a purple gold cloud robe. Maybe it's the dust of many days, and the robe is already a little tattered. The man went straight into the manor and into the main hall.

"Holy Priest!" the man bowed down in the hall, where a woman dressed in great ornamentation sat upright. She was very short, with a slightly longer face and thin, wide lips. Her ears were large, and their lobes were hanging down, almost touching her thin shoulders. She opened her eyes, her eyes were very bright, she looked at the man who bowed down in the hall, and said lightly: "Gu Lianghao, you are not small! Hmph, I have already ordered that members of the sect are strictly forbidden to come here, don't you know?" Her voice was sharp, as if it could pierce her heart.

"Yes, my subordinates are guilty!" Gu Lianghao lay on the ground, not daring to annoy the woman sitting in the hall.

"Hmph!" the woman snorted softly, "just say something." When she saw Gu Lianghao's dirty clothes, she was already displeased.

"Yes, Holy Priest!" The subordinate was ordered to inquire about the news of various forces in the territory of the Federal State, and accidentally met a mysterious man in black outside Chiba Castle. Gu Lianghao didn't dare to get up, just looked up at the woman, and carefully looked at the look on the woman's face, "He is holding a pitch-black long sword in his hand, which is extremely powerful, it should be a divine soldier." ”

"Oh, the Divine Soldier?" the woman had a surprised look on her face.

"Yes, that black sword is extremely powerful, and the man holding the sword is only cultivated by the grandmaster, but he can use this sword to exert the strength of the holy rank. subordinates, subordinates are wounded in his hands. Gu Lianghao said cautiously.

"Hmph, stupid! You hurt him in the hand, it's because you are not good at learning. How mysterious is my Mani Holy Sect's heart trick, you have been cultivating for many years, and you can't even beat a native, it's really a waste!" The woman scolded Gu Lianghao so much that she blushed, but she had to listen obediently, and she couldn't attack, and the grievances in her heart could be imagined.

The woman scolded a few words, seemed to be a little relieved, and said, "You remember for me, there is only one purpose of our trip." If this major event cannot be completed, even if you find ten divine weapons, you will have no success. The woman paused and said, "Let you recuperate here for the time being, and let me go as soon as the injury is healed." “

"Yes, yes, according to the teachings of the Holy Priests. "Gu Lianghao is not without temper, but he doesn't dare to contradict the holy priest, there must be an unknown reason for this. At that moment he got up and left the hall, led by his attendants, to a side hall. Gu Lianghao lives here to recuperate.