"Trouble!"

Liu Zhengfeng's face was solemn, when he was about to wash his hands and withdraw from the rivers and lakes, the three major Taibao of Songshan died in Hengyang, which was clearly someone deliberately playing ghosts.

He carefully inspected the corpses of Ding Mian, Fei Bin, Lu Bai and others, and the more he checked, the more solemn and uneasy his heart became.

Ding Mian and the three of them were all killed by someone who shattered their internal organs with a strong internal force, and they could have such a deep internal force cultivation, so that the three major Taibao of Songshan, who were all first-class masters, died tragically under the palm, such people, the entire rivers and lakes are only a handful.

Shaolin Fang Zheng, Wudang Chongxu, Songshan Zuo Leng Zen, Sun Moon God Sect East Undefeated.

This is what Liu Zhengfeng can think of, and it is also the strongest in the rivers and lakes, with the strength to crush first-class masters.

But none of these four people are likely to be murderers.

Zuo Lengchan is the head of Songshan, how could he make a foolish act of cutting off his wings.

Shaolin Fang Zheng, Wudang Chongxu, and a well-known and respected martial arts predecessor, is also a monk, and will not easily open the killing ring.

Dongfang is undefeated, coercing the rivers and lakes, martial arts cultivation is the peak, killing first-class masters is like killing lackeys, but Dongfang is undefeated for many years and has not stepped out of the Black Wood Cliff.

The four of them are still thousands of miles away, and they are not in Hengyang at all.

After thinking about it, Liu Zhengfeng couldn't think of a reason, so he could only let people collect the corpses of everyone in Songshan first, and ordered his apprentice Mi Weiyi to go to Songshan to inform Zuo Lengchan.

When this happens, Liu Zhengfeng's golden basin handwashing conference can only be postponed, and he must find out the cause of death of everyone in Songshan as soon as possible and give Songshan an explanation.

Zuo Lengzen is not a good talker.

Liu Zhengfeng found Yue Buqun, Tianmen Daoren, Dingyi Shitai and other five Yue colleagues to explore the cause of death of everyone in Songshan.

Tianmen Daoist, of course, Master Dingyi can't see anything, dead corpses sometimes speak, but more often, corpses are corpses.

Yue Buqun looked at it pretendedly, his face became more and more weird, Liu Zhengfeng thought he had seen something, and hurriedly asked, "Senior Brother Yue, but did he recognize who the murderer was?" ”

Looking at Yue Buqun with expectant eyes, Liu Zhengfeng was full of anticipation in his heart.

He knew that he couldn't hide the he had with Qu Yang, and what he wanted to do most now was to quit the rivers and lakes as soon as possible, not wanting to cause more trouble.

Quickly find out the death of the people in Songshan, and he will be able to wash his hands as soon as possible, otherwise, after a long time, he Liu Zhengfeng is afraid that he will fall deeper and deeper, and black and white will not be able to accommodate him.

"The palm force runs through the body, the five internal organs are shattered, such a strong and vigorous force, doesn't Senior Brother Liu feel familiar?"

Yue Buqun pretended to be profound.

"Familiar?"

Liu Zhengfeng, a Tianmen Daoist, and Dingyi Shitai were all stunned for a moment, and a domineering and mighty figure unconsciously appeared in their minds.

"What does Senior Brother Yue mean?"

"The palm power is strong and domineering, and the internal force is extremely deep, so that Ding Mian, Fei Bin, and Lu Bai, the three junior disciples of the Songshan faction, have no power to resist."

"In the entire martial arts, except for Master Fang Zheng's Thousand Hands, there is only the Great Nine Heavenly Hands of the Old Devil."

As the initiator, Yue Buqun's face was not red, his heart was not beating, and he simply detained the black pot to Ren Wuxing, who was still in prison in West Lake Meizhuang.

He had fought with Ren Xing back then, and he had experienced the rigidity and domineering of Ren Xing's Dajiu Heavenly Hand.

His Zixia Divine Skill has both the change of rigidity and softness, and the strength of the Zixia Divine Skill Model is like the strength of the Nine Heavens Hand, leaving traces on Ding Mian's three people, which ordinary people can't see.

"Let me do it?"

Liu Zhengfeng, a Tianmen Daoist, and Master Dingyi couldn't help but change color

Let me do it, this extremely arrogant name was a nightmare for their Wuyue Sword Sect for a certain period of time, and the Dafa of Absorbing Stars was terrifying.

"Isn't it rumored that I will be killed by Dongfang Undefeated?"

Liu Zhengfeng was a little incredulous.

"How many things about the Demon Sect are true and how many are false, how can we know, not to mention that there are many strange things about the undefeated forces of the East back then."

Yue Buqun walked with rhythm without a trace.

He stirred up the storm in Wuyue, and Zhu Houzhao went to release him from there, and with his arrogant and conceited character, after he came out, he would definitely turn the world upside down.

After all, a daughter-in-law is a good leverage.

"Anyway, let's wait for the people from Songshan to come!"

Liu Zhengfeng said helplessly, he didn't believe that Ren Wuxing was still alive, that is, Ren Wuxing was still alive, and what good would it do to kill the people in Songshan.

There are so many doubts, thousands of questions, and they are extremely complicated, making it really difficult for him to get to the root of the matter.

"That's all there is to it."

Tianmen Dao people, Dingyi Shi is too attached to the Tao, Songshan is dead, and Songshan has to deal with it himself.

Yue Buqun secretly sneered in his heart, what he wanted was this result, to pull Songshan into the water, so Shaolin, Wudang is still far away?

When Songshan, Shaolin, Wudang and other factions are finished, the future rivers and lakes will be his Huashan.

......

Yue Buqun was messing around inside Wuyue, while Zhu Houzhao went to West Lake Meizhuang according to the plan to release those who were still in prison.

And flew the pigeon to pass the book to Lao Zhu and the others, asking them to send someone to Luoyang Luzhu Lane to arrest Ren Yingying, with Ren Yingying in hand, it is not a big problem to take care of it.

Zhu Houzhao took nine sword guards not far out of Hengyang City, and met two camels, one big and one small, the old one is a real camel, and it stinks, and the small one is clearly a camel, although it is slightly embarrassed, but it is not difficult to see that under its embarrassed face, there is a hidden handsome appearance.

Saibei Ming camel wood peak, Fuwei dart bureau Lin Pingzhi.

Even without Yue Buqun to stir up the situation, the Fuwei Dart Bureau still could not escape the fate of destruction, and was served by Yu Canghai's dwarf.

Lin Zhennan and his wife were captured by Yu Canghai, and Lin Pingzhi, an unlucky child, escaped from the pursuit of the Qingcheng faction everywhere, and also recognized Mu Gaofeng as his grandfather.

"That kid stays, you can go!"

Zhu Houzhao rode a tall horse, and the horsewhip pointed at the wooden peak, with a commanding attitude.

He looked at Lin Pingzhi and wanted to accept it for his own use.

"Boy, you're talking to your grandfather."

Mu Gaofeng is known as the "Saibei Ming Camel", burning, killing and looting, doing all kinds of evil, and his reputation is not much better than that of Tian Boguang, naturally it is not easy to deal with him, Zhu Houzhao asked him to make friends, he honestly handed over people, isn't he very faceless.

Moreover, he also coveted the Lin family's evil sword spectrum, and before he got the sword spectrum, Lin Pingzhi had no reason to let it go.

Lin Pingzhi recognized him as his grandfather in order to live, but he didn't know that he had already recognized Lin Pingzhi's identity and wanted to find out the whereabouts of the evil sword technique from Lin Pingzhi's mouth.

"Kill!"

Dare to call himself "grandpa" in front of him, Mu Gaofeng is tired of life and looking for death.

Brush brush brush

Nine swords came out together, the figure was churning, like a ghost, the sword move was extremely fast, and unpredictable, Mu Gaofeng was caught off guard for a while, and several swords were hit, although they were not fatal, but they were suppressed very thoroughly.

"Damn ......"

Mu Gaofeng scolded secretly, feeling a little regretful in his heart, he knew that Zhu Houzhao was so difficult, he didn't talk cheap, and everything would be fine if he threw Lin Pingzhi down.

Although the sword technique of warding off evil spirits is tempting, it is not as important as his life.

But there is no turning back from the bow, and there is no regret medicine in the world, what he can do now is to try to fight for a way out for himself.