In the main hall, listen to Xu Yue's questioning.

Bai Zhuoxia's complexion, which was already distorted by pain, obviously became a little more ugly, and he said with a sad face:

"Hero, I really don't know this, the head of the White Bird didn't tell us anyone his specific location when he was in retreat a few years ago, although he occasionally appeared during the period, but he soon disappeared again, and even when the Shadow Assassin Qingfeng bloodwashed the elders in the door, the head of the White Bird never showed up."

Xu Yue didn't speak, just stared at the pair of eyes full of panic below, the halberd in his hand was lifted and stabbed, blood splashed on the ground, and then Bai Zhuoxia's screams spread in the main hall.

"If you can't provide any valid information, then it's useless for me to keep you."

Xu Yue's tone was very calm, as if he was discussing a trivial matter, but Bai Zhuoxia on the ground only felt a cold in his heart.

His brain was racing wildly, and he forced the screams out of his mouth back to his throat, the pain of a halberd piercing his thigh no match for the fear of his life dying.

He pulled his hoarse voice and hurriedly spoke:

"Hero, although I don't know the specific location of the White Bird Master's retreat, he must be in this Qifeng Mountain."

"The Flying Bird Gate is where his life's work lies, he will never abandon it at will, and over the years, the head of the White Bird Gate has only appeared in this Qifeng Mountain, and he will not be anywhere else."

"In this way, don't kill me first, I'm useful, I'm useful, all the disciples up and down the Flying Bird Gate will listen to my orders now, I can let the disciples in the door rummage through the entire Qifeng Mountain inch by inch, and I will definitely be able to find out who is in charge of the White Bird."

"It's just going to take a while, but it won't be long, as long as it's ......"

Just when Bai Zhuoxia was racking his brains to show his worth, a noisy sound suddenly came from outside the main hall, and a large number of white-clothed disciples with swords and swords were pouring in from outside the hall.

As one of the six major sects in the past, although it has been decayed after experiencing factional civil wars, disciple exodus, and bloodbaths of foreign enemies, the Flying Bird Gate has been weakened, but the camel that has died of emacia is bigger than a horse, and there are still nearly 100 disciples in the door today.

After perceiving the shouting and killing sound coming from the main hall before, this group of disciples rushed to the main hall from all over the door, all of them were violent, and the shouts in their mouths were continuous.

"Who dares to make trouble at my bird gate! You can't find death. ”

"That's right, who doesn't have long eyes dares to trouble our Flying Bird Gate."

"Let's go, go in and help the senior brother and them destroy the invaders."

………

The shouting outside the main hall continued until everyone completely stepped into the main hall, and the arrogant expressions on the faces of the disciples who came to help instantly froze after seeing the scene in the main hall, one by one, like pheasants who were choked by the neck, their eyes were round, and they stood in place.

I saw that the main hall was already in a mess now, broken glass fragments were scattered everywhere, reflecting Dao Dao fluorescence, between these glass fragments, there were more than a dozen mutilated corpses with only half of the body left, many of the corpses were still burning with raging golden red flames, and the air was filled with an unpleasant smell of burnt flesh.

And on the inside of the main hall, they had the impression that the arrogant and powerful senior brother was lying on the ground miserably at this time, his clothes were broken, blood was dripping, his entire arm on the right side was missing, and his thigh was being pierced by a Fang Tian painting halberd, and under his body were dark red blood stains flowing everywhere.

A tall man dressed in a black coat, holding the Fang Tian Painting Halberd that ran through the senior brother in his hand, turned his head to look at their group of uninvited guests who came to help, this person should be the intruder.

It took less than three minutes from the time the shouts of killing rang out in the main hall to the time they gathered to support.

But within these three minutes, all the senior brothers in the hall had been killed by this intruder, and even the senior brothers were severely injured and captured, and the scene in the main hall made many of the disciples who came to help secretly swallow a few mouthfuls of saliva.

The disciple with a lively mind instantly understood the current situation, and began to quietly retreat outside the hall, this intruder was obviously not something they could deal with, there was no need to rush to find death.

But since there are active brains in the field, there is naturally no shortage of honest and honest people, after several disciples broke away from the shock, they raised the blades in their hands and aimed at Xu Yue in front of them, and shouted at the same time:

"Thief, don't let our senior brother go quickly."

A loud shout came from the front of the hall, and before Xu Yue could react, Bai Zhuoxia on the ground had already scolded the disciple who came to help with scarlet eyes:

"Get out, how can there be any thief, I'm just learning martial arts with this hero, who let you in, get out of here!"

"Huh?"

Several disciples who raised their swords were stunned for a moment, looking at the senior brother who was heavily injured not far away, and the half-cut corpses scattered around, their eyes were full of confusion.

Even if it's called a competition?

"Senior brother, you're busy, bother, bother, let's step down."

"Yes, senior brother, you go on, we are waiting outside the hall."

Just when the honest disciples were stunned, the rest of the crowd quickly reacted, and after forcibly pressing those raised blades, they greeted the senior brother in the distance twice, and then hurriedly withdrew from the hall.

As many disciples retreated in a hurry, silence returned to the main hall, and Bai Zhuoxia's scarlet eyes moved away from the entrance of the hall, and instead looked at Xu Yue above with flattering eyes.

"Hero, you have also seen it, there are still many disciples under my sect, they all take my horse as the head, and with all their might, they will definitely be able to find the head of the white bird, you can rest assured, I have absolutely no other thoughts."

Bai Zhuoxia said sincerely, it was not that he didn't want to be rescued, but he knew very well that the group of wine bags and rice bags outside had no ability to save him out.

Once the conflict occurs, the biggest possibility is to stimulate this intruder to make a move, kill him directly, and if he wants to live, he can only rely on himself now.

Looking down at the senior brother of the Flying Bird Gate under him, Xu Yue's eyes were full of deep meaning, compared to Yanshan, who had never let go of his mouth after being skinned before, this one was the other extreme, and he was really a handsome man who knew the times.

"There's no need to search the mountains, I prefer to let the white bird come out on its own."

"Since you are a senior brother, then your martial arts are taught by Shiratori himself?"

"This ......"

The cold light in Xu Yue's eyes who paid attention to it, Bai Zhuoxia suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart, but as soon as he hesitated between the words, the tip of the halberd that ran through his thigh began to rotate.

Sharp pain hit the thigh, and the wound that had just been sealed with internal force was torn again, and the flesh and blood were stirred by the tip of the halberd, and blood gushed out.

"Yes, yes!"

"My martial arts are all taught by the head of the White Bird, but the head will not be threatened in any way, if you want to use me to threaten the head and let him come out by himself, this is absolutely impossible, hero."

"That's enough, don't worry, my bait isn't you."

As he spoke, Xu Yue stopped spinning the halberd, took out a blank tarot card from the space, and threw it to Bai Zhuoxia on the ground.

"Turn this card face up, and then turn it over, thinking if the white bird is in Qifeng Mountain, understand?"

"Understood, understood."

The blank card that Xu Yue threw to Bai Zhuoxia was a fate item that he purchased from a worker dressed as a gypsy witch after the end of the trial world, and to be precise, it was given as a gift.

【Destiny Tarot (Rare)】

Origin: Reincarnation Paradise, Mystery Hut

Quality: White

Type: Special

Effect: When you have a hard time choosing, open it and fate will tell you the answer.

Tip: Currently, 3/3 of the times can be used

Rating: 10 (Note: White equipment is rated from 1 to 10, and white equipment with a rating of 10 will be marked 'rare' with special attributes.) ）

Introduction: We are only guiding the way, not the future.

Although it is a giveaway, the value of this thing is not low, as a rare destiny item, this thing will always play a vital role at some specific times, such as judging whether the white bird is in this phoenix mountain.

With Shiratori's strength, it is difficult to achieve the specific location of his location, but it is not difficult to determine whether he is within the range of Qifeng Mountain.

It's just that this kind of fate prop has high requirements for causal correlation and fate entanglement, and the deeper the causal entanglement, the more accurate the answer it reveals.

Compared with Xu Yue, Bai Zhuoxia, who is a disciple of White Bird, is undoubtedly the person who is most entangled with White Bird's cause and effect, and this card is also one of the confidence of Xu Yue to dare to take on this task.

On the ground, Bai Zhuoxia took the tarot card dropped by Xu Yue, although he didn't know the specific use of this thing, but he had a strong desire to survive, so he honestly followed Xu Yue's request, and while silently reciting in his mind, 'Is the white bird in Qifeng Mountain', he turned over the tarot card covered on the ground with his only left hand.

As the tarot cards are revealed, what should have been an empty card is slowly revealing a beautiful picture.

A man dressed as a rich man sat on a stool, his hands on his chest, his expression smug, while behind him lay nine golden chalices on a long table covered with a blue tablecloth.

Xu Yue took the tarot card handed over by Bai Zhuoxia, and after looking at the card, the corners of his mouth were slightly hooked, this card is one of the fifty-six tarot cards of the little Arcana, which is the Holy Grail Nine, which represents a dream come true.

If it's a divination choice and a guess, then this card is an absolute certainty.

"The white bird is really hidden in this perched phoenix mountain, then the matter will be easy to do."

(End of chapter)