Under the stele, Li Yuan stopped for a long time.

The Star Picking Tower is an extremely loose organization, and the only way for killers to obtain information is to offer bounties on the assassination list.

Looking at this list, Li Yuan also has a preliminary understanding of Dechang Mansion.

After the fall of Qianjun Cave, all the large and small families that were closely related to it also suffered heavy losses, or fled, or were strangled by the enemy.

In today's Dechang Mansion City, only the power of large and small sects such as the Fire Dragon Temple and the Iron Sword Gate is entrenched.

Afraid of the Valley of Divine Soldiers, these families also shrank their wings, so that the Dechang Mansion City was more stable than before the Great War of the Sect.

Writing down the important information on the stone tablet, Li Yuan went to the cave tavern on the side.

One counter, more than a dozen tables, and a guy wearing a mask, everything is no different from the stronghold in the Dragon Mansion.

Li Yuan asked for two pots of monkey wine, found a corner and sat down, and tasted it slowly, the fruit wine was sweet.

He swept over the killers and wrote down the corresponding blade light.

"Two pots of monkey wine, ten catties of spirit beef!"

A gray-clad killer wearing a fox mask and a scimitar arrives at the tavern, his voice lowered, but he can still hear the accent of the Dragon's Mansion.

Glancing at the scimitar, Li Yuan squinted slightly.

The gray-clothed swordsman was very low-key, just drinking and eating meat in the corner, and after eating, he silently turned around and left.

Li Yuan put down the wine gourd and slowly followed.

The gray-clothed swordsman was very vigilant, and his light skills were not bad, and he went around and around in the tunnel.

Li Yuan followed not far away, with the guidance of the light of the blade, no matter how he detoured, he always followed.

……

Call!

Walking out of the tunnel, Ling Fox swept around vigilantly, convinced that no one had taken off his mask and changed his coat in the shadows.

"The information in the building is getting more and more confusing."

Ling Hu Million shook his head slightly, hid his mask and coat, and then left quickly.

The tunnels of the Star Picking Tower extend in all directions, connecting the inside and outside of the city, various urban areas, and when Li Yuan walked out of the tunnel, he found that he had reached the north of the city.

"It's a big deal."

Li Yuan's heart was slightly cold.

The stronghold of the Star Picking Mansion in the Dragon Mansion was next to the Valley of the Divine Soldiers, which had already surprised him, and the stronghold of the Dechang Mansion had actually been directly hollowed out underground.

With a change of heart, Li Yuan didn't think deeply, and quickly followed.

Whew!

In the night wind, the fox millions of figures rise and fall, shuttling through the streets and alleys.

His light skills are excellent, he lands silently, and his body shape changes, even if he passes by, the night patrol can't be found.

Soon, he walked around the city for a few moments, came to an alley in the east of the city, knocked lightly on the door, and got a response and pushed the door in.

This yard occupies a large area, with five entrances in front and back, and many houses are lit up.

Linghu Million walked quickly to the backyard and bowed slightly: "Linghu Town Martial Hall, Linghu, meet the master of the hall." ”

"Linghu?"

The voice sounded, and two young men in strong suits walked out of the backyard, unloaded Linghu million's knife, searched his body, confirmed his identity, and took him in.

Linghu Million lowered his head slightly, and the afterglow swept over, there was a weapon rack in the backyard, and in the small courtyard, an old man was boxing in the night wind.

The old man was bare-chested, his muscles and bones were as strong as gold and iron, and he slowly pushed the boxing fight, which seemed to be slow, but in fact, every move stirred up the air flow in the courtyard.

"Whew!"

The old man stood like a sleeping eagle, moved like a sick tiger, pushed his fist, and the sound of blood rushing out of his body resounded through the small courtyard.

Ling Fox Million's heart trembled.

This person is the master of the Zhenwu Hall of Dechang Mansion, An Yuanwu, who has a great reputation in the Zhenwu Hall.

Legend has it that he had a brilliant understanding, and at the age of twelve, he developed a tiger spirit with a broken fist technique that he picked up on the side of the road.

He is only twenty years old, and he has grown into a strong country.

After that, his people traveled thousands of miles to apprentice to the master of the previous generation of Dechang Town Martial Arts Hall, and learned the superior martial arts 'Weishen Fuhu Boxing'.

After 20 years, he endured loneliness, went into the mountains alone to practice, accompanied by tigers, imitated spirit animals, and at the age of 60, he became a nineteen-shaped body.

And now, he is more than eighty years old, and he has long been a master of the vein, and his martial arts are high, and he is still above their hall master Mengzhan.

"Meng Zhan asked you to come?"

When Linghu Million's heart was surging, he heard the old man's voice, and when he raised his head, his heart trembled again.

In the night, An Yuanwu's eyes were sharp and bright, and they seemed to be brighter than the torches in the courtyard, as if they were burning:

"I heard that two palace masters have died in the Dragon Mansion, and several deputy hall masters have also died?"

"Yes."

Ling Hu Million lowered his head, and cold sweat flowed out.

"Zhenwutang is really not as good as a generation."

An Yuanwu put on his robe and sighed slightly.

The original Zhenwutang was composed of elite masters from many sects under the command of Taizu Pang Wenlong, and it was a violent organ integrating assassination, attack, intelligence, beheading, etc.

But now, more than a thousand years later, the major sects have long since ceased to send their elites, and they will naturally gradually wither away and no longer reach their peak.

Especially in the more than 30 years since King Zhenwu retreated, the situation has deteriorated.

In the backyard, An Yuanwu paced and sighed: "Forty years earlier, where did these Jianghu sects dare to be so bold? ”

Linghu Million and the rest of the masters of the Zhenwu Hall all stood respectfully aside.

"Tell me, why did the war send you here?"

An Yuanwu glanced at Ling Hu Million, and his gaze lingered on his face for a moment.

"Hui An Hall Master ......"

Linghu Million paused slightly, took out a secret letter from his bosom and respectfully handed it over:

"Before coming, Mengtang's main subordinates greeted him on his behalf."

"Don't you need Lingying, do you want to deliver the letter?"

An Yuanwu pinched the envelope, didn't rush to open it, and asked:

"What did you find about the Sea-Splitting Whale Hammer?"

"Well, no."

Linghu replied hurriedly and told what he knew, from the Thousand Spirits Sacrifice to before he left, everything was very detailed.

“…… The Cult of the Evil God is chasing and killing the masters of the rivers and lakes who have entered the Hantan in the previous batches, and the Huailong Palace is also secretly chasing and killing ......"

"Shenbing Valley reacted violently, Han Chuijun was ruthless, he had committed public anger, and he was suspected of being secretly ambushed by a master, seriously injured and left......"

"Three of the Seven Great Helmsmen of the Cult of the Evil God Sect died, and the old thief of the Emperor Fu was also ambushed......"

……

After the news of the possible birth of the Split Sea Xuan Whale Hammer spread, the situation in the Dragon Mansion could only be described in a garbled word.

There are too many masters who have entered and exited the Hantan tunnel, and even if the Evil God Sect and Huailong Palace secretly attack, they can't capture all of them, and they have suffered a strong counterattack.

"In the past few months, hundreds of battles have broken out in the Dragon Mansion, thousands of famous masters have died, and there are ten times more nameless people......"

Linghu Million replied in a low voice.

The expressions of several people in the courtyard were a little subtle, either suspicious, or heartbroken, or gloating.

Zhenwutang has always been called an eagle dog by the people of the rivers and lakes, and they don't deal with each other very much, and when they heard the news, they felt that it was still a good thing.

"The Valley of Divine Soldiers is in big trouble this time, maybe it will be destroyed."

The young man in a strong suit touched the scar on his face and sneered.

The Valley of the Divine Soldiers attacked with all their strength and swept through the Dechang Mansion, and even they suffered a lot of impact.

"Even if it is not extinguished, it will be greatly damaged, which is a great good thing for us."

The rest of the group nodded as well.

As soon as the Qianjun Cave is destroyed, it is a foregone conclusion that the Divine Soldier Valley will enter the Dechang Mansion, if it weren't for the sudden birth of the Split Sea Xuan Whale Hammer, now they all have a headache How to deal with the Divine Soldier Valley.

"Hall Master, should we ......?"

Someone looked at An Yuanwu and was a little eager to try.

"What about the Dragon Tiger Temple?"

An Yuanwu's expression did not move, he probably knew some of this information, and what he was most concerned about now was the Dragon and Tiger Temple:

"Is there any change in Gong Jiuchuan?"

"This ......"

Linghu Million smiled bitterly: "The movements of the Dragon and Tiger Temple, where can the subordinates know?" The hall master has instructed that it is strictly forbidden for everyone to spy on the disciples of the Dragon and Tiger Temple......"

The status of the disciples of the Dao Sect is extremely high, even if it is an ordinary disciple of the inner and outer sects, it is not something they dare to touch.

Mo said that tracking and monitoring, seeing from afar, they must take the initiative to retreat.

"Looks like we're going to watch from the wall."

An Yuanwu was relieved.

The sects in the world, headed by the Five Great Dao Sects, but there is no subordination between the sects, the battle between the Valley of the Divine Soldiers and the Huailong Palace, the Qianjun Cave was destroyed, and the Dragon and Tiger Temple will not interfere easily.

It's not that I can't, it's that I don't care much.

There was some speculation in his heart, but An Yuanwu didn't say anything, just shook open the envelope.

"Huh?"

With a sweep of his eyes, An Yuanwu's brows suddenly furrowed, and his breathing became heavy.

"Hall Master?"

The two young men in strong suits on the side were all nervous.

"Those elders of the Divine Soldier Valley are out of the encirclement, and they are suspected of coming to Dechang Mansion...... Meng Zhan invited the old man to make a move and block the attack. ”

An Yuanwu glanced at Linghu Million.

"How is this possible?"

It made the fox million frightened, and it was even more incredible.

Although the Valley of the Divine Soldiers is strong, it can surround them, but the Eight Great Rudders of the Evil God Sect in Huizhou, as well as many famous masters in the rivers and lakes.

Sanyuanwu and Burning Blood Mountain are also included, and Huailong Palace is secretly hindering.

Can this be killed?

"Dragon Tiger Temple?"

Ling Hu Wan raised his head suddenly, and it was the young man in the strong suit on the side who spoke.

"That's right, Dragon Tiger Temple."

An Yuanwu received the letter in his arms, his face was expressionless, but everyone felt depressed.

"Dragon Tiger Temple? They, how could they possibly shoot? ”

Ling Hu was a little surprised.

It is true that the Dragon and Tiger Temple is a leader, but it will never interfere in the fight between the subordinate sects.

"The news came from nowhere, saying that Zen Master Fulong wants to accept apprentices, accept the true inheritance of Li Yuan from the Divine Soldier Valley, and be the successor of the mantle......"

"Zen Master Fulong? Long Xixiang?! ”

"Heir to the mantle? Who is Li Yuan? ”

Before An Yuanwu's words landed, the masters of the Martial Arts Hall of the Dry Town, including Ling Hu Million, were already in an uproar.

Who is Long Xixiang?

The Great Elder of the Dragon and Tiger Temple, the Lord of the Dragon Gate, the Grandmaster of a generation, is expected to be a giant of the land immortals!

"This news should be true, otherwise, the emperor will not be deterred, and the people of Huailong Palace will not suddenly stop."

An Yuanwu's face was not good, no wonder Nameng Zhan didn't need Lingying, so he had to send people thousands of miles away to deliver the letter.

It's about Long Xixiang, the Cult of Evil Gods has to be reined in, and this Meng Zhan actually wants to invite him to make a move?

"Namon ...... War"

The rest of the people also reacted and looked at Linghu Million with unkind eyes.

“……”