The night is as quiet as water.

Bai Youchuan stood in the attic on the bank of the Cangmei River, looking at the rushing river alone. The terrain of Jiaozhou is flat, and the river water seems to be tame. The silvery moonlight shone on the surface of the river, sparkling waves.

"Half of my life is like the river here. Although it has walked through countless mountains and valleys, it has become a rolling eastward trend. However, the turbulent undercurrent is hidden in it, and if you don't pay attention to it, you will never recover. Bai Youchuan's heart fluctuated for a while, and he was extremely emotional.

The sound of footsteps "knock knock" reminds me of it, and it seems so abrupt in the quiet atmosphere at the moment. A middle-aged man went up to the attic, only to see that he was very short, with two shreaked eyes embedded in his slightly round face, and two beards, which looked extremely shrewd. The middle-aged man walked behind Bai Youchuan and said respectfully: "Quan Manying greets the master!"

Bai Youchuan snorted, turned his head and said, "Man Ying, you don't have to care so much about etiquette. Let me ask you, how is it all arranged?" Quan Manying straightened up at this time, his head was still slightly lowered, and said: "Master Hui, all the seniors, and all the masters of the same way, have arranged a resting place. However, in this way, the disciples and sisters of the master of the door have no place to live. ”

Bai Youchuan snorted and sighed slightly: "My Divine Sword Sect, after all, the background is still too shallow. If more friends from the same path come, I'm afraid they won't be able to arrange it. Bai Youchuan seemed to have great trust in this disciple, and he rarely took care of it when he spoke.

Quan Manying heard the master's sigh, so he comforted: "Master, now my Divine Sword Sect is already a top force in Jiaozhou, even in the entire Dacang Empire, it is also a well-known big force, these are all master, you have worked hard." This time, my Divine Sword Gate held a conference, and many large and small forces were also extremely polite to our Divine Sword Gate, and they came one after another, which shows the current status of our Divine Sword Gate. The master should be happy. ”

"Hehe" Bai Youchuan chuckled lightly and said, "Man Ying, you are getting better and better at talking." Right now, just wait for the extermination of the Blood Demon Sect and the Blood Demon Scripture to get it, my Divine Sword Sect will definitely be able to go to the next level. Bai Youchuan took a deep breath, as if he was extremely interested in this Blood Demon scripture. After a pause, he said, "You can stand down." Quan Manying respectfully responded, saluted again, and then slowly exited the attic.

"What is this Blood Demon Scripture that the master said, why does the master and his old man value it so much?" Quan Manying thought as he walked out of the courtyard.

Bai Youchuan stood on top of the attic, and the courtyard was quiet again. The night was getting colder, Bai Youchuan turned his mind and was about to turn around and leave.

Suddenly, a black sword silently stabbed at his back, and when Bai Youchuan was alert, the long sword had already pierced his body.

"Hehe" Bai Youchuan made a slight sound in his mouth, and blood passed through his throat and flowed down from the corners of his mouth. He lowered his head with difficulty, looking at the tip of the sword exposed on his chest, this sword did not know what material it was, even the tip of the sword was pitch black. It's just that Bai Youchuan at this moment has no time to think about this problem anymore. He wanted to turn around, he wanted to see what the enemy looked like. Helplessly, he had no strength.

The long sword was drawn, and Bai Youchuan's body shook, and he was about to fall. The pitch-black long sword climbed up to his shoulder again, and with a horizontal slash, Bai Youchuan's entire head was immediately cut off. The shadow took out a package, put its head in it, swept up, descended the attic, and disappeared into the darkness.

said that Mo Yun and the three of them entered the cave where the boulder was hidden, and came to a passage. At short distances in the passage, torches were lit. The passage is about half a foot wide, and there is no end in sight. There was a dense sound of footsteps ahead, thinking that the dozens of black-robed people who had entered the cave before had not gone too far.

The three of them followed straight after each other. The farther and farther he got in the passage, Mo Yun probed carefully all the way, afraid of being ambushed by a trap.

Wu Xun Yuntian and the two have little experience, and as a senior brother, he has to take care of the two of them.

After about a stick of incense, the front of the passage gradually opened up, and Mo Yun stopped and gestured. The three of them leaned against the side of the passage, and the light in the passage was limited, and the three of them could not be illuminated.

When the sound in front of them faded away, the three of them walked out of the passage. I saw a space about four or five zhang square in front of me, facing the side of the passage, showing a half-open black door. On either side of the gate, two statues tower.

The three of them approached and saw a statue carved with a humanoid creature. Scarlet eyes, large open mouth, two two-foot fangs emerged. The two big ears like a fan are attached to the head, which looks extremely hideous. In each of his hands, he held a weapon, a blood-red broadsword, and a pitch-black whip.

The statue only carved the upper body of the humanoid creature, Mo Yun frowned and took a closer look before leading his junior brother and sister into the dark gate. Although the statue was terrifying, the three of them were not unprecedented, so they were not surprised.

Inside the dark gate, there were connected passages, and the three of them turned around for a while, only to find that these many passages were connected into a labyrinth.

The three of them walked around the passage, and as far as their eyes could see, there were exactly the same black passages everywhere, and they couldn't help but feel a little anxious.

Wu Xun had the worst patience, but after a while, he couldn't bear it anymore and cursed in a low voice, his face was extremely gloomy. Yun Tian glanced at him lightly, his expression was indifferent, and he couldn't see the slightest emotion. Mo Yun couldn't, so he could only say a few words of comfort. In order not to reveal their whereabouts, the three of them spoke in very small voices.

The boring search lasted for nearly an hour. Fortunately, the speed of the three of them is extremely fast, and their physical strength is extremely long.

As an hour passed, the three of them began to hear a sound in their ears. Following the sound, the three of them finally found the exit of the labyrinth. The sound of chanting came out, which seemed extremely eerie.

The three of them stuck to the corner of the wall at the exit, and when they looked out, they saw a huge brazier standing on a square about ten zhang square. The flames rose in the basin, and many black-robed people surrounded the brazier, dancing with their hands and muttering strange scriptures in their mouths, as if they were performing some kind of ritual.

Mo Yun and the others listened carefully for a while, but they didn't hear any reason, so they hid in the dark and quietly observed.

I don't know how long it took, and a group of about a dozen people came out of the other end of the square, all dressed in identical blood-colored robes, and the neckline was embroidered with a pitch-black pattern, in which a hideous devil seemed to rush out.

The strong man who walked in the front was extremely burly, and he was not much different from Feng Youzhang, a disciple of the Divine Sword Sect. When the group arrived in the field, the big man shouted softly: "Okay, stop." "There's a sharpness in the voice, and it's a bit harsh.

Mo Yun heard this voice, his face changed, and he was about to signal his junior brother and sister to retreat, but unexpectedly, the big man shouted coldly: "Who dares to watch!" After that, he took out a big knife with his backhand and threw it towards the entrance of the passage.

Mo Yun didn't expect to be exposed so easily, and frowned for a while. Wu Xun didn't know what to think, and suddenly swept out of the exit. Mo Yun was shocked, and immediately shouted, "Senior brother, come back quickly." With that, he took a breath and swept out.

Yun Tian watched coldly, moved his steps, and walked out.

For a time, dozens of people and hundreds of eyes in the square all looked at the three of them. It was the first time for Wu Xun to be watched by so many people, and he suddenly flinched in his heart.

But when he thought that his junior sister was behind him, he was willing to retreat. His heart was crossed, and a sneer suddenly broke out in his mouth.

Mo Yun walked quickly to Wu Xun to protect him, and at this time, the three of them arrived at the bright place and lost their advantage. He didn't want to be suppressed, so he smiled and said: "Grandpa wants to see it, so naturally he will watch it, and you are not a girl from a good family, are you afraid of being seen?" Wu Xun heard that the senior brother was still talking and laughing at the moment, and a trace of admiration couldn't help but rise in his heart.

Dahan snorted coldly and said, "When you get to my underground palace, you dare to be so rampant, it's really deadly." Say, who are you?" he saw that the three of them were all extraordinary, and he couldn't help but be a little vigilant in his heart.

Wu Xun was about to speak, but Mo Yun was the first to say, "Who am I? Didn't you hear it just now?" Wu Xun suddenly felt a trace of shame in his heart, and then he was pressed down by a trace of anger.

He has always wanted to fight for some face in front of his junior sister, but in the past few days, he has been suppressed everywhere, and he is very depressed.

"Hmph" The big man snorted coldly, turned his head and said a few words to a blood-robed man, who turned around and withdrew from the field.

Mo Yun frowned and watched, only to see that at the other end of the square, a taller black gate was open, and the blood-robed man entered the gate and disappeared.

"Since you do not know each other, make atonement with your blood. The blood of the three great masters must be extremely delicious, not to mention such a beautiful little beauty. With a wave of his hand, dozens of black-robed people in the field, plus more than a dozen blood-robed masters, surrounded the three of them together.

"Kill!" everyone shouted, and the bloody battle in the square began.

The cultivation of the three people of the Cangtian Sword Sect is not low, but the skills of the dozens of black-robed people are very low. It was all because of the strength of the people, and it could be surrounded.

The dozen or so warriors in blood robes were extremely powerful, and each of them was a rare good player. The blood-robed people were divided into three waves, attacking the three members of the Cangtian Sword Sect respectively. The leading man took out a long hook out of nowhere, looked at Wu Xun with his eyes, suddenly shouted, and attacked Wu Xun with a long hook.

The long hook in the big man's hand shot out a silver-white light under the illumination of the flames. Wu Xun is under the siege of everyone at the moment, and he is already in crisis. Seeing the attack of the big man, a fear suddenly appeared in his heart, and he shouted at the moment: "Senior brother, help!"

Mo Yun had long noticed Wu Xun's situation, and at this moment, seeing the Han attacking, Wu Xun had no reason to resist. At that moment, he rose up with all his strength, swept out with a sword, forced everyone away, and his body swept up, arousing a sword light to kill the long-hooked man.

At the cultivation realm of Mo Yun at this moment, he could already attach the strength in his body to the long sword and emit sword light.

Mo Yun is murderous, and the last to come first. If the Great Han Long Hook continued to move forward, it would naturally make Wu Xun immortal and seriously injured, but Mo Yun's long sword would definitely be able to kill him.

The big man naturally refuses to fight for his life, and now the other party is deep in his own lair, and dying at this moment is very worthless. At that moment, the long hook rotated, blocking Mo Yun's sword light.

Unexpectedly, the power contained in Mo Yun's sword was extremely great, and the big man only felt a huge force coming, and his body suddenly flew out uncontrollably, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of the air. Mo Yun's figure fell, and he took out his sword to kill two people in a row. The besiegers were empty, Wu Xun suddenly rushed over, and the two brothers finally converged.

"Cangtian Kunyu Jue, it turns out that you are a disciple of the Cangtian Sword Sect. The big man withdrew and exclaimed.

"Haha" Mo Yun laughed loudly, "Grandpa is a disciple of the Cangtian Sword Sect, and he will kill him again." If the three of us die here, your Blood Demon Sect will have to be buried with all of them. There was a sense of righteousness in the voice, and for a while, all the black-robed people were a little cowering, and they didn't dare to attack.

Mo Yun had already calculated in his heart, and took advantage of this opportunity to send out four or five sword lights in a row, and a miserable scream suddenly came from the crowd. At this moment, several black-robed people died under the sword light.

Mo Yun looked like a fierce tiger, dragging Wu Xun with one hand and waving his sword with the other, moving towards Yun Tian. Yun Tian saw what his senior brother meant, and made several moves in a row. Suddenly, among the three of them, the black-robed people couldn't stand it, and after leaving several corpses, they retreated one after another. The three of the Heavenly Sword Sect slaughtered and finally converged in one place.

At this time, on the side of the Blood Demon Sect, more than a dozen disciples had died. The black-robed people themselves are not profound, and at this moment, the three of them have converged in one place, and it is basically impossible to kill each other in a short time.

However, the situation of the three of Mo Yun is not much better, although the three of them have more than enough self-protection at the moment, but if they want to break out, serious injuries are inevitable, and they may even die, because the three of them are trapped in the field, and they only hope that Lan Shuang will come with reinforcements quickly.

Let's say that Lan Shuang went down Qingyang Mountain alone and ran all the way. When he came, because the black-robed man who led the way was not fast because of his low skill and speed, it took nearly three hours.

This time he was on his way alone, and Lan Shuang's cultivation was so high that it could take an hour, and Lan Shuang rushed to the small village. It took about a stick of incense to get to the front of the Divine Sword Manor.

He was thinking about how to ask for help, and although he had a clever plan in his brother's mind, he still thought about it carefully. "Whoosh" Lan Shuang emerged from the darkness and stopped at the gate of the manor. "Huh?" Lan Shuang exclaimed softly, "Why are there so many white cloths hanging in this manor? Could it be that Bai Youchuan and his wife have passed away?"

Lan Shuang muttered, a puzzle in his heart, when he took a step and entered the manor. A ten-year-old disciple of the Divine Sword Sect stepped forward and saw Lan Shuang.

During the day, Bai Youchuan personally welcomed the four of them into the village, and this disciple naturally recognized Lan Shuang, so he immediately saluted and said, "I have seen Lan Shuang's swordsman." ”

"Hmm. Lan Shuang returned the courtesy, and asked, "I don't know who passed away in your village?"

The disciple heard the inquiry and sobbed, "It's the family master immortal who has passed away." ”

"Ahh

The disciple nodded, and Lan Shuang asked again, "Can the little brother be more detailed?" The young disciple snorted and said, "Lan Jianxia, the family teacher was attacked by someone, and the body is still in the Jianghua Courtyard. It's just just,"

"Just what?" Lan Shuang asked with a frown.

The young man breathed a sigh of relief before he said, "It's just that the murderer, killing the master doesn't count, he even cut off the head of the family teacher." ”

"What, cut off the head?" Lan Shuang was shocked in his heart, "You take me to the other courtyard to have a look." ”

The young man nodded, and walked forward, Lan Shuangwu followed, thought about it, and asked, "Isn't there a sound between the murderer and the main white gate fighting?"

"No, there are no signs of a fight in the courtyard. All the seniors were in the village before, if there was a sound of fighting, the seniors were afraid that they would already know, and the family teacher would not be able to "The young man walked in front, choked up, and replied.

Lan Shuang's brows furrowed even deeper, and he said in a low voice: "In this way, the strength of that murderer is probably already the top master in the mainland." ”

The two talked as they walked, and after a while, they arrived at the Jianghua Courtyard. Around the annex, many martial arts masters who participated in the conference gathered here and looked around.

The Ewha Villain is the residence of the owner of the gate, Bai Youchuan, close to the riverside, and it is extremely quiet. But at this time, the courtyard was full of people inside and outside the courtyard. These people are none other than the martial arts masters who participated in the Divine Sword Conference during the day.

Lan Shuang arrived, and everyone gave way to say hello. Regardless of how to cultivate, just because of your background, you are worthy of everyone's courtesy.

In the courtyard, a large number of disciples of the Divine Sword Sect gathered in front of the attic. The masters of Daqingmen, Yanlin Sect, and Qin'an Mansion are also here.

Lan Shuangyi greeted them one by one, and then asked, "I don't know where the body of the White Gate Lord is now?" "It's above that attic." Everyone replied, and several of them stretched out their hands and pointed to the attic by the river, and Lan Shuang looked at it, and was about to step over.

"Stop!" said the guard in the attic and in the disciple of the Divine Sword Sect. Lan Shuang frowned, and said, "I am Lan Shuang of the Heavenly Sword Sect" thought about it, but did not continue.

The sound of footsteps remembered that a short man came down from the attic, and it was Quan Manying with small eyes and a mustache.

"Oh, Blue Swordsman. Quan Manying saw Lan Shuang, looked at his fellow disciples again, and said: "Lan Shuang Swordsman is a disciple of the famous Cangtian Sword Sect, so he must not be rude. ”

"Yes, Senior Brother" all the disciples returned to their original positions one after another.

Quan Manying turned his head to look at Lan Shuang again, and said, "Blue Swordsman, come here late at night, is there something important?"

Lan Shuang saw that although this man was short in stature, he was extraordinary, and he was very authoritative among the disciples of the Divine Sword Sect, so he didn't dare to underestimate the other party in his heart. Seeing that the other party asked about the reason, he remembered the matter of Qingyang Mountain. However, at this moment, it is inconvenient to say it directly. After thinking about it, he asked, "I don't know what to call it?"

The man's face showed apology, and he said, "It's all my fault for being negligent for a while, and the Blue Swordsman can call me by my name." ”

Lan Shuang heard the other party's name, and heard that the disciples of the Gods Sword Sect called him "Senior Brother", thinking that it was the eldest disciple of Bai Youchuan's sect, so he said: "It's okay, I don't know if you can take me upstairs to see the body of the Lord of the White Gate?"

Quan Manying nodded after hearing this, and said, "Swordsman, please." ”

Lan Shuang followed Quan Manying up to the attic, only to see that above the attic corridor, there were four or five people standing, who were a few people from Daqingmen, Yanlin Sect, and Qin'an Mansion.

Lan Shuang recognized the old man of the Yanlin Sect, so he stepped forward and said, "It turns out that you are also here, and Lan Shuang has seen you. "Lan Shuang has been wandering for many years, and he has long understood that there is a sky outside the sky, and there are people outside the world, so he does not look down on a few people because of his background.

Several people returned the salute one after another. After a few polite words, Lan Shuang looked at the corpse of Bai Youchuan lying down.

I saw that the placket of his chest had been stained red with blood, his shoulders were empty, and his head had been cut off. A strong man sat on his knees beside the corpse, his back to the crowd, and his face could not be seen. However, Lan Shuang recognized that this person was Feng Youzhang, who was dancing a knife at the table during the day.

Lan Shuang took two steps forward, just about to speak. Unexpectedly, the strong man suddenly turned his head, stared at him with a pair of bloodshot eyes, and then swung a fist, hit Lan Shuang, and shouted: "It's you, it's you." ”

Lan Shuang turned sideways, frowned, and said, "What is me?" Everyone looked at Lan Shuang with scrutiny.

"Hmph, it's definitely you. Your junior brother made a fool of himself, so you used trickery to kill your master, take your life!" he waved his fist and hit Lan Shuang again.

Lan Shuang felt aggrieved in his heart, flew to dodge, and said again and again: "Misunderstanding, misunderstanding, I am not necessarily the opponent of the White Gate Master combined, even if I can fight together, then I will definitely not have the ability to kill the White Gate Master." ”

Everyone nodded when they heard what Lan Shuang said. That Quan Manying came forward, stopped the strong man Feng Youzhang, and said: "Senior brother, the Cangtian Sword Sect is the leader of the righteous path in the world, and the Yunshuang Swordsman has long been known as a "hero". ”

When Feng Youzhang heard this, his expression became sad again, and he turned around and knelt beside the corpse, and couldn't help but cry. Lan Shuang's face was embarrassed, Quan Manying saw it in his eyes, stepped forward and said a few words, and Lan Shuang's expression improved.

At that moment, everyone retreated from the attic, leaving Feng Youzhang alone to cry. Everyone felt something, and the atmosphere became even more depressing for a while. Quan Manying looked at everyone with a pair of small eyes and said, "Seniors, please go to the main hall." The master's funeral, I still need to take care of the knife door. Everyone nodded, exited the courtyard, and was led by a disciple of the One Divine Sword Sect to the main hall.

Lan Shuang walked with the heads of several major forces such as Daqingmen, chatting a few words from time to time. Lan Shuang was worried about the safety of Mo Yun and the others, and his expression was a little anxious.

Seeing Lan Shuang's expression, everyone asked one after another, and Lan Shuangxin said that this was not the place to speak, so he said: "There is indeed an urgent matter, wait until you get to the palace, and then talk about it." ”

Immediately they quickened their pace, and everyone moved forward, and in a few moments, they arrived in the main hall. Lan Shuang only felt that the decoration in the hall was quite extravagant, and he didn't have the heart to make more observations.

There were many coffee tables and chairs on both sides of the hall, and when everyone sat down, Lan Shuang looked and saw that most of the leaders of many forces during the day were already seated. The old man of the Yanlin Sect said: "Blue Swordsman, everyone is already here, if there is anything wrong with the Swordsman, just say it." ”

PS: To be continued.