Su Qingming didn't talk too much with the first seat who had a deep hatred for him.

The two of them are very tired of each other, and they are not all the way.

It's just that in the following days, many things happened in the Sword Sect.

Some of them are related to Su Qingming, and some are led by Hu Yuanjian.

Among them, the Shadow Hall also gradually surfaced in the Sword Sect.

It is said that the Shen family spies in the inner courtyard got some secret reports.

Bowang Peak was originally considered to be the top mountain in the disciple's strength ranking among the seven peaks, and it was considered to have a high status, but since the first one disappeared mysteriously, its status has plummeted.

Most of the reasons are that there was once a young female uncle, who would go to Bo Wangfeng to fight the autumn wind when he had nothing to do, and the stuffy stick was extremely cruel, targeting those young disciples who had just started, and they were often miserable, so in the end, all the disciples who entered the Sword Sect were afraid of Bo Wangfeng.

This matter has gradually improved a little after the new first seat took office.

Guo Wei used to be a respected elder of the Yanfa Palace, and the Fourth Hall was re-selected after the transfer, but this matter was actively promoted by the Law Enforcement Palace, obviously because it was found that Zhang Zhi was a spy of the Shadow Palace, so he was extremely cautious.

And after that, Guo Wei carried out a new rectification of Bo Wangfeng, but unfortunately he did not find any connection with the Shadow Palace.

Su Qingming came here slowly on the Qingluan Bird.

Bo Wangfeng has been here once many years, and today can be regarded as a revisit.

As far as the eye could see, some of the Sword Sect disciples had disappeared, and the entire foot of the mountain was exceptionally quiet.

Su Qingming walked towards the mountain, passed by a simple house in the bamboo forest, stopped and took a look, and then continued to walk up, half an hour later, he stood on a steep cliff, and as far as the eye could see, there was a circular square a hundred zhang away.

Some people are practicing in the square, in groups of three or five, and they are extremely harmonious.

Su Qingming's gaze locked on a young man in the corner who seemed to be unattractive, with dark skin and a wooden face, who was silently stroking his magic sword at the moment, looking extremely withdrawn and inconspicuous compared to others.

Su Qingming's hands naturally fell, his big sleeves fluttered, and the fairy sword Jingqing floated in mid-air, slowly spinning, and a sharp sword qi slowly emanated from it.

With the improvement of the realm, the opponents Su Qingming encountered became stronger and stronger, and he rarely used the sword technique again.

However, it is undeniable that the art of Edgeworth is the most chic and effective assassination method in the three thousand years of sword cultivation, and it is extremely suitable in this situation.

A sword lives, a sword dies.

Su Qingming's entire aura disappeared, and if he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, it would have seemed to disappear out of thin air.

After three breaths.

A light as thin as a needle burst out in an instant, shooting straight towards the man's head.

After doing this, Su Qingming withdrew his gaze, didn't look at it again, and turned to leave.

....

.....

There are many other people doing the same thing within this timeline.

Liuxia Peak.

A handsome disciple who entered the peak a few years ago stood quietly in the middle of the crowd, as if the stars were arching over the moon, surrounded by dense female disciples, asking for advice on cultivation, but the admiration in his eyes could not be concealed.

The young man's name is Murong Shang, he is the proud disciple of the first seat of Liuxia Peak, he has a ground-level Dao body, he has reached the Cave True Realm at a young age, his face is gentle, and he is patiently explaining something.

There is no impatience in the conversation, and the eyes are extremely focused, which is easy to give people a feeling like a spring breeze, which is extremely convincing.

Suddenly, the man didn't know what he felt, thought about the crowd and said a few words, and then left the place and came to the dense forest not far away.

Mingzhen, who had a slender figure and a dusty face, walked out from behind a tree with a calm expression.

"It turned out to be Senior Brother Mingzhen of the Law Enforcement Palace!" Murong Shang's smile remained unchanged and he bent down slightly, "I don't know what Senior Brother Mingzhen called me to do." ”

"You know me?" Mingzhen asked rhetorically.

"Of course I know, Senior Brother Mingzhen is known as the most talented disciple of the Law Enforcement Hall in the past few decades, and now he is already in the upper realm of the Fugue Realm at a young age, so he has naturally heard of his name for a long time." Murong Shang smiled.

"I've heard of a great name for a long time?" Ming Zhen shook his head and said, "I can't afford your big name." ”

Murong Shang said with a confused face: "I don't know what Senior Brother is talking about?" ”

"You don't know what kind of personality I am, but I know exactly what you are." Ming Zhen's back vibrated autonomously, and the qi machine locked on the latter's body.

"Are you violating the rules of the door like this, and you are not afraid of being punished by lightning?"

Saying this, Murong Shang's face sank, and there was some indescribable coldness in his eyes, and at the same time, the aura of the whole person skyrocketed, and he unconsciously broke through the barrier at the peak of the Cave True Realm and came to the realm of fugue.

"Even if you die in front of the gate of the first seat today, no one will take care of you."

Ming Zhen showed a flat smile, but he was full of disdain, "Don't worry, if you don't have the strength to unite the Yuan Shen today, I will send you to die." ”

...

...

See Water Peak.

It is the most remote peak in the Seven Peaks except for Bowang Peak, and the disciple has the least Seven Peaks, which is the most inconspicuous.

Today, the disciples of Shuifeng were all practicing in their own caves, and suddenly they could only hear the rumbling sound of the earth shaking the mountains.

Earthquake?

All the disciples hurriedly escaped from the cave, looked up, and as far as the eye could see, somewhere on the left side of the top of the mountain exploded, and the gravel seemed to fall from the sky and smashed on the mountainside.

"What's going on, what's going on?"

"That seems to be Elder Hu's cave mansion!"

"It can't be a practice gone mad, right? Find a master! ”

Everyone was talking, and their faces were full of panic and worry.

Elder Hu is an old-timer at the peak of the iQue Realm, and it is even said that in recent years, he has faintly stepped into the Void Realm with the unity of the primordial spirit, if he really went mad when he broke through the realm. Then a sword immortal with the unity of yin and yang gods made a move at will, it was an extremely dangerous thing.

Just in the next breath, something happened that made everyone smack, and a black figure fell to the ground along with the boulder.

The man was wearing a black robe, his face was covered in blood, and his chest was occupied by a huge sword mark, it was none other than Elder Hu.

Everyone looked shocked.

The tremors were only a few dozen breaths.

To be able to kill a true person in such a short period of time, what kind of realm should that person be?

At the top of the mountain, a slender woman in red calmly retracted her sword, her entire ice-blue eyes returned to pitch black, and slowly disappeared in place.

...

The ninth-level Xuanwei Sword Formation was closed for a few days.

Yang Yuanzhi, a disciple of Bo Wangfeng, was pierced through his head and died in public.

Murong Shang, the proud disciple of Liuxia Peak, was attacked in the dense forest, and the spiritual sea was shattered.

Elder Hu, who saw the water peak, died tragically in the peak inexplicably.

These news spread one after another throughout the four halls and seven peaks, like a plague, and all the disciples were panicked.

However, these are just the beginning.

In the next few days, bad news and murders continued to come, and elders or disciples died quietly among the seven peaks, and even in the middle of the night, there would occasionally be a bonfire and the exclamations of the crowd between the peaks.

That killer, or that group of killers, was like a ghost, wandering around the entire four halls and seven peaks, silently.