"Lord Huang, don't come unharmed."

"This scar on my face is the same one you left behind."

"Do you remember?"

The middle-aged Confucian master dressed as a master revealed Sen Ran's killing intent.

It's not good.

The martial artists of the entire Baixiang Town frowned, but they didn't know the grievances between the two sides, so it was difficult to intervene.

"I don't remember, who are you?" Huang Qianhu sneered, and directly blocked back with a word.

Everyone is a master in the martial arts, and there are so many innate masters gathered here, all of whom are people with status, and such aggressive conversations are still rare.

Everyone is a decent person, and everyone is surprised when a master who doesn't talk about decency suddenly appears.

What kind of hatred, what kind of hatred?

Wang Rong glanced at Miss Yuanqin, the meaning was obvious, do you know him?

Miss Yuanqin also frowned and shook her head slowly.

"Haha, it's still that arrogant."

"I still remember your domineering spirit when you went to the Heavenly Sword Gate and asked us to evacuate Bat Island."

"You forgot, it's okay, I'll remind you."

"Heavenly Sword Sect Elders and Stars, have you remembered this time?"

Zhu Qunxing smiled, and for Huang Qianhu's counterattack, he showed the bearing that a big man should have.

The murderous aura on his body had been put away, and there was a master with the same temperament standing beside him, undoubtedly his guard, and also the master of the Heavenly Sword Sect.

No matter how strong the martial arts are, they are afraid of group attacks.

The elders of the Heavenly Sword Sect entered Baixiang Town with a group of masters, which can be called a strong dragon crossing the river.

This Cao Zi is really a big person, so he should be a tour of the mountains and rivers, so he will explain here.

And a seasoned hunter like Zhu Qunxing would not make such a low-level mistake.

"The elders are no longer sitting in the Heavenly Sword Gate, they have come all the way to Lingzhou, what do they want?"

"If nothing else, don't get in the way of us investigating the fate."

No matter how aggressive the other party was, Huang Qianhu still maintained quite calm, and even ignored the existence of the other party.

"Naturally, I'm here to attend Tang Su's son's wedding, so I won't blame me for being uninvited."

The stars said without smiling, and then turned their heads to Chu Qianqiu and said:

"You are Tang Su's son Chu Qianqiu, you are really a talent."

"Hello Elders."

Chu Qianqiu simply replied with a salute, and then changed his words:

"I don't know what kind of person Cao Gongzi offended and suffered this catastrophe? Please teach me, the elders."

Your dignified elder of the Heavenly Sword Sect didn't react at all when he saw that the true disciple of his own sect died, and he was still here to talk about some things about Chen Sesame and rotten grains, not afraid that the disciples of the sect would poke the bones?

"Haha, Tang Su's son is really not ordinarily smart."

"It's a pity that our Heavenly Sword Sect pays attention to life and death, and wealth is in the sky."

"We'll avenge him, but we won't be too sad."

"Let Zizhen's nephew return to the embrace of kendo."

The smiles of the stars gradually disappeared, and they drew their swords, and the guards of the Heavenly Sword Gate also drew their long swords at their waists.

The warriors of Baixiang Town are like a great enemy.

"Please, excuse me."

Sai Bao Gong and Wu Zuo were a little at a loss, but after hearing about it, they ran away without a trace.

Chu Qianqiu also pulled out the [Moon Holding Knife], but was held by his father-in-law.

He seemed to understand what the other party was doing.

"Zizhen master and nephew, come back."

"Zizhen master and nephew, come back."

The disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect shouted in unison, and at this moment, countless sword qi burst out, and the martial artists present had already drawn their weapons to prevent the disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect from sneaking attack.

And yet they didn't do such a thing.

Those sword qi were all over the place, surrounding the stars, as if they were soldiers obeying orders

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"Zizhen master and nephew, come back."

As soon as the stars gave the order, the surrounding sword qi gathered on Cao Zizhen's body like ten thousand swords returning to the sect.

However, the sword qi cuts!

After a while, Cao Zizhen's body turned into blood, his clothes turned into powder, and everything melted into the earth.

Not to mention Chu Qianqiu, there are one of the martial artists present, except for the father-in-law who knows something, whether it is Miss Yuanqin or Wang Rong, it is dumbfounded.

What kind of operation are you doing, destroying corpses and destroying traces?

The audience was silent, Sai Baogong and Wu Zuo were even more hugged, so frightened that they almost peed their pants, Chu Qianqiu had to come forward and ask:

"Elders, what do you want? Do you want to destroy the evidence?"

The stars smiled slightly, and the scar on their face was like a worm wriggling.

"This is the sword burial of our Heavenly Sword Sect."

"Let Master Cao's nephew return to the embrace of kendo."

"Relatives or sorrows, others have also sang. What is the way to die, and the body is the same as the mountain."

At this time, the stars are like a master of the Tao, more than an outlaw.

"What is the way to die, and the body is the same as the mountain."

This group of outlaws of the Heavenly Sword Sect seems to be in the same lineage, they fight on the sea, and the risk of death is not lower than that of the battlefield, so they have formed an extremely special aesthetics of death.

They are declaring to us that the Heavenly Sword Sect has the power to deal with the people who killed Cao Zizhen, and that they are not afraid of death.

"Elders, you can't do that."

"Originally, we could find more clues from Cao Gongzi's corpse!" Chu Qianqiu said with a frown, as for his father-in-law, he was also watching quietly from the side.

"Tang Su's son, in terms of seniority, I have an old relationship with the Tang family, you can call me uncle." The stars first smiled at Chu Qianqiu, then turned their heads to Huang Qianhu and said:

"First of all, Master Cao's nephew died in the army's "Blood Killing Knife Method".

"But he didn't die in the shadow of the sword, but the mystery of the bloody killing knife method, and the blood killed all over the sky."

"Only when the army's killing gods use this trick can they take the life of Master Cao's nephew."

"Lord Huang, are you right?"

"It's ridiculous, there are so many cultivators in the world of the Blood Killing Sword Method, if you use martial arts to judge the murderer, the world will already be in chaos."

"If the elders are so entangled, don't blame me for missing first."

"Nephew, let's go."

The father-in-law sneered directly, and he didn't plan to worry about the stars for the time being.

"Yes, uncle." If Chu Qianqiu wanted to find out the truth of the matter, he could go back to the day before, so he didn't have much interest in pulling with the elders of the Heavenly Swords.

"Wait, I see who dares to go?"

"Senior Nephew Cao died mysteriously after defeating the Gu Qianhu of the Shenwei Army."

"Lord Huang is also a master in the army, and he is very suspicious."

The stars also turned cold, he was not a person with the capacity to accommodate people.

"Please also ask Lord Huang to accompany us to investigate, that will not lose the friendship of the past."

"Otherwise, do you think that the people of the Heavenly Sword Sect can be killed casually?"

"Oh, if Huang didn't hear it wrong, was he going to frame him in front of everyone?" Huang Qianhu also sneered.

The two have long had a vendetta, the hatred of taking concubines, and the hatred of breaking wealth, which is unforgettable.

Now that Cao Zi is really dead, it is just an excuse for the stars.

The scene suddenly became tense.