It was already dark, and the two of them were not so lively that they were fighting back and forth, and the surrounding disciples all came to watch. As a result, the contest between the "strongest killer in the southern country" and the "chief disciple of Qiankun Pavilion to sit down" kicked off vigorously.

"Since everyone is here, then we will divide the winners and losers and show everyone a good show." After finishing speaking, Song Yi slowly bowed and saluted Shen Wanqian.

Shen Wanqian took out the wine jug, stretched out his fists, and said with both feet on the ground, "There are not so many Wen Zou Zou, you can make a move, and accompany Senior Brother Song to practice your hands today~"

Song Yi took out the long sword behind his back, threw it in the air and danced a flower, and also made a fighting posture.

"Okay, okay, I'm watching another game now~" Sun Dong'er watched the excitement from the sidelines, and couldn't stop clapping.

Shen Zhiyao happened to go down the mountain to Li Changwei's medicine house and ask him about the knife book. Sun Dong'er had no one to play, so she waited for Hu Yixue to wake up, and it happened that Hu Yixue came to the square as soon as she woke up, which allowed Sun Dong'er to catch it.

Shen Song and the two were dozens of steps away from each other, looking at each other from a distance, and the atmosphere was solemn.

Shen Wanqian smiled and took a few steps forward, and his figure rushed to Song Yi's eyes like electricity. Song Yi reacted quickly and hurriedly dodged.

Shen Wanqian snorted coldly, suddenly stopped, and clapped his fist with his right palm, hitting Song Yi's chest. Song Yi dodged sideways in a panic, Shen Wanqian withdrew his right fist and swept his left leg towards Song Yi's abdomen. Song Yi hurriedly withdrew his sword and resisted it with his hand, but was shocked back two steps.

Song Yi was shocked, Shen Wanqian only used three layers of kung fu just now, and he couldn't catch it. He knew that he had to take the initiative to attack at this time, otherwise he would definitely suffer. So he immediately switched his sword and swung it with a sharp sword light.

Shen Wanqian saw the opportunity, rushed forward suddenly, took out the Qiankun knife and swept forward. Song Yi hurriedly dodged, but he was still half a second slower, and the sound of metal impact from the collision of swords made Song Yi feel so painful that he staggered back two steps.

"What? Don't dare to fight with me? Shen Wanqian said sarcastically.

Song Yi gritted his teeth and stood firmly, secretly thinking: If he doesn't fight with him with all his strength now, I'm afraid that his juniors and disciples will see a joke.

So he gathered the true qi in his body into the long sword, and swung the long sword to slash at Shen Wanqian.

This time, Shen Wanqian couldn't dodge easily, so he could only protect his body with luck and barely qualify.

Clang~

The sound of collision sounded, Song Yi was shaken back a few meters, and Shen Wanqian only took three steps back.

Song Yi was secretly frightened, this person's kung fu was really unfathomable, much stronger than himself. Although he has practiced the Qiankun Dao for many years and studied hard, he is a novice after all, and the other party is already an old man, and his strength cannot be said to be the same at all.

"Senior Brother Song, although your moves are fierce, they are too monotonous and not varied enough." Shen Wanqian smiled and groaned, "I'll teach you another set, called "One Word Qiankun Knife". ”

Song Yi listened, his face changed greatly, and he blurted out: "One Word Qiankun Knife"? That's ...... This is the secret of the 'First Sword Protector in the South' Shen senior! Before the words fell, Song Yi raised his sword and rushed towards Shen Wanqian to block Shen Wanqian's attack.

Who is the sword protector, Song Yi once heard the head say that the first sword protector in the south is a generation of grandmasters, superb martial arts, and one of the top masters in the world. Shen Protector is not only good at martial arts, but also a must for forging weapons. Especially the wordless sword of the master, which was given to the head by the Shen Protector Sword.

The wordless seven swords seem to be invisible, and when they make a move, they can only avoid their edges, but they can't see the location of the sword blade at all, and it is also one of the top ten artifacts unique to the south, and the Qiankun knife forged under it is a must in the south.

"It turns out that his relatives of the Shen Sword Protector are so strong!" Song Yi suddenly realized, he rushed towards Shen Wanqian desperately, hoping to take advantage of his unpreparedness and defeat him.

"Huh." Shen Wanqian smiled faintly, and then swung his knife at Song Yi.

Song Yi was extremely anxious and had to change his strategy to focus on both offense and defense.

Seeing this, Shen Wanqian shook his head, revealing disappointment.

Song Yi was puzzled: "What, Brother Shen, did I make a mistake in defense?" ”

Shen Wanqian sighed and said, "There is no problem with your defense, the only problem is that your heart is upset." ”

"What do you mean?"

"Your heart is not firm enough to focus." Shen Wanqian said, "My set of knife techniques is fast, powerful, and lethal in one move. If you don't have a calm mind and can't focus, how can you talk about both offense and defense? ”

"Mentality?" Song Yi muttered to himself, lost in thought. After a moment, he seemed to grasp the key, and his gaze suddenly became sharp.

He gritted his teeth and raised his sword again to face Shen Wanqian, this time, his speed was faster and his strength was more fierce.

"Haha!" Shen Wanqian looked up to the sky and roared, "You really understand, you can teach your son." Come on, let me learn your tricks again. ”

He roared and swung his sword, the blade cutting through the night, sending out a silver-white ray.

"Ding! Bite! Bite! ”

The sound of weapons clashing continued to sound, and the two of them came and went, and the battle was extremely fierce.

"I'll go, if these two continue to fight like this, will there be a winner or loser?"

"If you want me to say, they are two powerful characters, so forget it if you can't do it!"

"You guys go on, I'll withdraw first~"

The disciples were stunned by the white light, and they were so addicted that some of them turned their heads to rest when they saw that they were not sure about winning or losing.

Unconsciously, hundreds of moves have passed, but Shen Wanqian still has the advantage, and Song Yi is losing and retreating, embarrassed.

Song Yi secretly hated in his heart: "Damn! Why do you have to press me every time! ”

"Ding!" Shen Wanqian swung his sword and forced Song Yi back a few steps.

"Senior Brother Song, it seems that you can't do it, admit defeat." Shen Wanqian said with a smile.

"Don't think!" Song Yi gritted his teeth and shouted, "I'm not defeated yet!" ”

Shen Wanqian shrugged his shoulders and continued to swing his sword to attack, but Song Yi dodged in a hurry, and the danger was full of dangers.

Suddenly, his eyes lit up, he found Shen Wanqian's weakness, and stabbed him under the ribs with all his might.

"Hehe, you're dead." Song Yi sneered in his heart.

But Shen Wanqian had expected him to sneak attack from behind, so he quickly twisted his body and swept with a sword. Song Yi was caught off guard and had to hurriedly raise his sword to resist.

Bang~

Their swords bumped against each other with a loud noise. Immediately afterwards, Song Yi felt a sharp pain in the tiger's mouth, and he almost couldn't hold the long sword.

"Damn, he's so strong!" Song Yi was horrified in his heart, he didn't expect Shen Wanqian's kung fu to be so profound, and he even suppressed himself faintly.

The more Song Yi thought about it, the more frightened he became, cold sweat was dripping on his forehead, and his body couldn't help but tremble.

Seeing this, Shen Wanqian sneered, "Senior Brother Song, what's wrong with you?" After speaking, he swung his sword and wanted to slash.

Song Yi hurriedly raised his sword to resist, but due to excessive fear, he trembled all over, and his arm was weak and couldn't be raised, so he had to be forced to let go of the long sword.

Shen Wanqian also took advantage of the situation to throw away the treasure knife, and reached out to pull Song Yi, who was paralyzed on the ground, "You fought well, you won!" I can see that your sect's mastery is useless, and you are clearly deliberately letting me~"

Song Yi leaned over to salute in return, and the two of them touched each other's fists, revealing hearty laughter.

Shen Wanqian sat on the ground and rested, and was about to pull Hu Yixue to investigate the matter of the knife spectrum, when he turned his head, Shen Zhiyao led Li Changwei to fly up from the bottom of the mountain.

Shen Wanqian hurriedly patted his ass and waved at Li Changwei.

The two of them looked at them seriously, and cleared out the onlookers, as if they were in a hurry. Shen Zhiyao couldn't bear it, and opened her mouth first, "What I discussed with my master this time is about the Qiankun Sword Spectrum. After you rested at noon, I took the opportunity to go to the Treasure Pavilion to find out, the Treasure Pavilion, the Treasure Pavilion, and the Miscellaneous Hall were all searched, and there was no trace of the Qiankun Knife Spectrum. So, I suspect we've got traitors here. ”

"Well, Yao'er and I have the same idea. Therefore, we must find out where the inner ghost is here as soon as possible, otherwise it will be used by the enemy, and it will be troublesome for the three major pavilions to track it down. Li Changwei also nodded in agreement.

"Tracking? The three pavilions don't know where we are! Shen Wanqian asked.

"That is, our Qiankun Pavilion relies on the barrier at the entrance of the mountain, and the enemy will definitely not be able to find here. The only Qiankun Pavilion that exists on the territory of the southern kingdom is nothing but a phantom. In other words, not only can the enemy not find here, but even if they do, they won't be able to get in~" Sun Dong'er also interjected, and hummed a little song after speaking.

"However, the masters of the three major pavilions are gathered, if they work together to attack the Qiankun Pavilion, I'm afraid we won't end well." Song Yi explained.

Everyone carefully discussed the next plan, and then went back to their rooms to rest. Li Changwei pulled Shen Wanqian and went to the council hall alone to ask questions.

The council hall was in the center of the Qiankun Pavilion, and after climbing a few steps in the main hall, he soon came to the door.

Li Changwei stood at the door and motioned for Shen Wanqian to wait for a moment, and he knocked on the door first.

Immediately, there was a rush of footsteps, and the door opened. An old man dressed in black with an indifferent face appeared in front of Shen Wanqian.

"Meet Uncle Shizu." Li Changwei saluted respectfully.

"What?"

"Uncle Shi, Yao'er and I went to the Treasure Pavilion this time and found that the Treasure Pavilion did not have a Qiankun sword spectrum. I had to go back and report it. ”

"What?" The old man in black frowned, his fists clenched.

"Could it be that there is a spy who stole the Qiankun sword book and sold it to others?" The old man in black guessed.

Li Changwei shook his head: "Impossible!" Over the years, the treasures and artifacts of my Qiankun Pavilion have definitely not flowed out. If someone does take it, we will definitely be able to detect it. But we've been to the Treasure Cabinet, and there's no record of anyone coming in or out. ”

"If it wasn't sold, what would it be?"

"Will it ...... Secretly already dropped by someone? ”

"Who do you suspect?"

The old man in black suddenly looked up at Li Changwei.

Li Changwei was startled, and immediately lowered his head, not daring to look directly at the old man in black, "I can't find out the details for the time being." ”

"You're saying that there are other people here who will use the Qiankun Knife Spectrum? It's impossible, the Qiankun Sword Spectrum requires the Qiankun Sword to cultivate~" The old man in black asked in a cold tone.

"I'm just guessing......," Li Changwei whispered.

The old man in black squinted at Li Changwei, and after a long time, he slowly spit out four words: "Continue to investigate." ”

"Yes!"

Li Chang bowed slightly.

The old man in black waved his hand and motioned for Li Changwei to leave.

Li Changwei took Shen Wanqian and was about to leave, but was stopped by the old man in black.

"Wait."

"Uncle Shi has something else to do?"

"Do you remember the rumored killer organization?" The old man in black asked.

"You mean that? But all these years have passed... It shouldn't be..."

"I advise you to be careful, otherwise it will be troublesome to be used by bad people~" The old man in black reminded.

Then he waved his hand again, "All go out~ I'm going to retreat and practice~"

Shen Wanqian was still immersed in the sudden extra ancestor, and he didn't understand what was going on, and he turned his head and was confused by the mysterious killer organization.

Turning his head and questioning Li Changwei, "What is the killer organization that Shizu said just now?" ”

Li Changwei led Shen Wanqian to the Treasure Pavilion of Qiankun Pavilion, and the two chatted as they walked, "The 'Revenant Soul Pavilion' that has gathered the four masters"

Pavilion of Revenants? Isn't that the Pavilion of the Revenant that has been at war with before? Why...

Li Changwei saw Shen Wanqian's thoughts, "Pavilion Master He Xiao, thousands of people and thousands of faces, specializing in Yin and Yang Soul Dementorship; The deputy pavilion master Si Xueyi, who served as a piano girl in the Blowing Snow Pavilion, was good at playing the snow piano with a murderous demon sound; Chu Ye, the third-ranked dart master, is loyal and righteous, good at making Tiangang's seven wounds, and his strength is extremely strong; The fourth surname is a prisoner, known as the prisoner, blind and strange, listening to the voice and arguing; These four are all masters who are not a problem, and I guess that one of them must have broken into the interior of the Qiankun Pavilion to cause the sword spectrum to disappear, leaving no trace. ”

"But isn't the old prisoner dead?"

"What happened to you that day, I saw it with the Great Heavy Elephant Realm, and the one who died was just a stand-in for the old prisoner! The real four masters, the name is not called in vain. Li Changwei replied with a serious face.

Shen Wanqian suddenly remembered something, and took the opportunity to ask, "Then do you know a Taoist priest named Yin Chunian?" ”

"Lord of the Blowing Snow Pavilion, Yin Chunian? How could you..."

"It's a long time coming, so don't mention it. It's just that I didn't know what kind of palm he used in Nanzhou City that day, and it hurt me to hit me, and I pushed it out a hundred meters away with one palm~"

Li Changwei muttered to himself, "Yin Chu Nian.... Well, I can't imagine that after so long of not seeing, the skill is already like this! ”

"In Yunzhou City under the mountain, there is a Fengyue place called 'Qinhuai Tower', except for the black market in Southern Zhou City, most of the black merchants in the past will trade from there. Tomorrow I will ask Yao'er to come with you, you go to investigate, there will definitely be clues there. Maybe it was taken to Qinhuai Tower by a certain 'master' to make a deal. Li Changwei seemed to have thought of something, and nodded thoughtfully.

Shen Wanqian also nodded and said, "Then I'll go and inform Yao'er, and I must find out this 'master'~" After speaking, he turned around and left.

Early the next morning, before dawn, Shen Zhiyao sat at the gate of the mountain early, Shen Wanqian walked down the mountain quickly, and saw that Shen Zhiyao came early, so he quipped, "What, you are a girl's house, go to that kind of place, more anxious than me?" ”

was said by Shen Wanqian, Shen Zhiyao was angry again, and shot back, "I haven't seen each other for so long, and I still have a bad mouth as always, I think your mouth is the most suitable for drinking~"

Shen Wanqian smiled, and then threw Shen Zhiyao a set of clothes.

"Whose son's clothes are this... You... Why are you making me wear this? Shen Zhiyao was coquettish.

"Why don't you dress up? What, are you going to go in and pick up customers? Shen Wanqian raised his head and smiled, and then flipped the bag of silver in his hand.

Shen Zhiyao didn't want to answer to this kind of person at all, so he turned his head and said, "Okay, then you wait, I'll come when I go~" As he spoke, he dropped his sword and took his clothes and went into the bamboo forest.