When everyone gradually moved away, Ding Chuan secretly breathed a sigh of relief, although he didn't know who the killer was in the mouth of Zhong Sanxiu, but let him secretly exclaim that it was lucky, and the appearance of the black-clothed murderer undoubtedly diverted everyone's attention for him.

On the second day, Zhu Jianxuan set off an uproar, and the news that Huo Hong, the most prominent disciple of the Blasphemy Sect, was killed by an unidentified black-clothed killer in the middle of the night spread like wings, and the arrogance of the killer's actions was shocking, and he slaughtered more than a dozen loose cultivators on the way to escape, and the brutality of his methods was outrageous.

As soon as this news came out, countless monks changed color, and everyone was in danger, this cold-blooded killer not only killed the genius disciples of the big sect, but also killed the unknown scattered cultivators, this is definitely a cold-blooded and perverted guy.

This cast a shadow on everyone's hearts, the original festive atmosphere was wiped out by the impact of this bloody killing, the conference that was originally scheduled to start the competition today had to be postponed for five days, in order to calm the riots and uneasiness of the people, the head of Zhu Jianxuan personally came forward to appease everyone's emotions, and also said that he would arrest the real culprit within five days, and give justice to the deceased.

In a remote corner of Zhujian Xuan, Yue Bing stared at Ding Chuan with a solemn expression and full of vigilance, and said, "Little barbarian, did you kill that blasphemous sect Huohong?"

Ding Chuan's face changed slightly when he heard this, and he even moved a trace of killing thoughts, he was shocked by this thought, Yue Bing was his friend, and he would have the idea of killing people and killing his mouth, he took a deep breath and dispelled the evil thoughts in his heart.

"Yes and what? No, what?" Ding Chuan did not admit it, but he did not deny it either.

Yue Bing was shocked and said in a lost voice: "You are crazy, you even dare to kill Huohong, you, you, you are really crazy." ”

Ding Chuan said without sorrow or joy: "I don't have the right to choose my fate, only the fate of being chosen." Some people are destined to become enemies in your life, either you die or I die. ”

Yue Bing's face was full of shock, and he was a little at a loss and said, "I heard that Huo Hong is the most important disciple of the high-ranking figures of the Blasphemy Sect, and you actually killed him, have you ever thought about what the consequences will be?"

Ding Chuan said: "A door of blood and bones has been opened to me, how can I be cowardly." If you want to expose my crimes, I won't blame you. The family feud is as deep as the sea, and the blood of sin is higher than the sky. ”

Yue Bing showed a helpless look, from Ding Chuan's words, it is not difficult to see that there must be a great hatred between him and Huo Hong, the matter has come to this point, irreparable, Yue Bing has smiled bitterly: "What kind of person does the little barbarian brother think of my Yue Bing, Huo Hong's kid will die if he dies! I can't get used to this kid's greatest virtue except for the Heavenly King Lao Tzu." ”

Suddenly, Yue Bing thought of something even more terrifying, and asked with some surprise: "You won't even kill the Great Sage of Fusang, Hiroto, right?"

Although Yue Bing was sloppy and unruly on the surface, his mind was extremely meticulous, and he remembered that when he was in the Divine Desolate Academy, Ding Chuan had repeatedly inquired with him about the movements of Huo Hong, the Holy Son of Fusang, and Huo Feng, the little lord of the Ten Thousand Demon Caves, and now that Huo Hong was slaughtered by Ding Chuan, who would he find next? Yue Bing couldn't help but feel a little numb when he thought of this.

Ding Chuan did not admit or deny it, and when he saw his expression, Yue Bing's heart sank suddenly.

"I'm down!" Yue Bing felt his head a little numb, he thought that Ding Chuan was already crazy, too crazy, not to mention assassinating Huo Hong, but also killing the Holy Son of Guangto, these two young people can almost be compared to the prince of the Divine Dynasty, each of them is supported by a terrible big force behind him, what he does is simply hitting a stone with an egg, just imagine how his personal strength can fight against the two giant sects.

"Why did you kill them?" Yue Bing asked very solemnly, although he has always been free and reckless, but compared to Ding Chuan in front of him, Ding Chuan in front of him is a hundred times crazier than him. He was even thinking about whether to stay away from this madman in the future.

Ding Chuan replied: "It's better for you to know less about these things, and I will bear all the consequences." ”

The news of Huo Hong's killing soon spread to the main altar of the Blasphemy Sect, and the Seven Saints of Huoyun were furious and sent two great powers in the sect to thoroughly investigate the matter.

A generation of Tianjiao disciples of the Blasphemy Sect died in Zhujian Xuan, and the Blasphemy Sect is now angry, and Zhu Jianxuan had no choice but to agree to Zhu Jianxuan's almost unreasonable request in order to proceed from the overall situation.

Since then, all the geniuses and demons who came to participate in the competition to recruit relatives have been strictly protected by Zhu Jianxuan, and even Ding Chuan and their scattered monks who have no sect have been protected, not so much protection as house arrest and guardianship, all the monks who come to participate in the competition to recruit relatives are not allowed to go out without permission until the murder and bloody case is investigated.

However, five days later, there was still no clue about the bloody case, and the cold-blooded killer seemed to have disappeared out of thin air, which made Zhu Jianxuan feel like a punch was smashing on the cotton.

Five days later, Meng Ling'er's martial arts competition and recruitment conference was held as scheduled, and Meng Qian, the head of Zhu Jianxuan, came to the stage to give a speech, to the effect that this time the selection of a good match for the little girl, although it is called a martial arts competition, but martial arts cultivation cannot be regarded as the only criterion for choosing a son-in-law, and secondly, it is also necessary to get Meng Linger's appreciation.

These are all expected by everyone, just imagine if the final winner of the martial arts competition is an ugly-looking, savage and irritable guy, how can the dream fairy be committed to marrying!

The process of the competition is very simple, one-on-one competition, one-* competition screening, and finally the final five winners will be left, Meng Ling'er's husband will choose from these five winners in public, but there is also a rule for the competition, that is, to the point, try not to fight to the death.

But the fists and feet are silent, and it is inevitable that there will be deaths and injuries between the duels, and the monk Zhu Jianxuan who was unfortunately killed in the competition is not responsible, and all the young players who participate in the competition must sign a life and death certificate.

This series of rules has made many monks change color, and on the surface it is a grand gathering of relatives, but it is no different from a disguised genius battle.

In the end, there were hundreds of young players participating in the competition, and although this tournament was very dangerous, the charm of the dream fairy overwhelmed the scruples in their hearts.

When the beautiful Meng Ling'er slowly walked to the stage, the originally restless crowd suddenly quieted down, and the needle drop could be heard, and the woman on the high platform was too beautiful.

Meng Ling'er wore a white dress, indifferently out of the dust, like a holy snow lotus blooming in the wind, a long black and bright hair shawl, the light can be seen, the skin that can be broken by blowing is like a condensed jade, the delicate moth eyebrows, the clear autumn water eyes, the red lips are smiling, the teeth are white, and the world is **, as if the fairy who came out of the painting will return with the wind at any time