Stormy City, Dongcheng District.

On top of the wide platform, the black giant gate stands quietly on it, and the pitch-black vortex slowly rotates, extremely deep, like an endless abyss, giving people a sense of palpitation, and they dare not take a second look.

On the stands around the platform, there were crowds of people, and one by one the warriors sat cross-legged on the ground, either closing their eyes to recuperate, or whispering to each other, and no one left.

The second round of assessment is only seven days, and for a martial artist, seven days is not a long time.

On the periphery of the stands, Ji Xuanfeng and Liu Wusheng sat opposite each other in the carriage of the carriage, and in the middle was a low table, on which were placed a few plates of snacks and a pot of hot tea, and the fragrance of tea rose from the cups in front of the two of them, filling the carriage.

It's just that at this time, the two of them didn't have the heart to taste this high-quality tea.

"Alas, it's been five days, I don't know what happened to them!" Ji Xuanfeng raised his head, looked through the window of the carriage, looked at the black giant door, and sighed softly.

That's right, five days have passed since the seven-day assessment.

Liu Wusheng's gaze also fell on the black giant door, and he was silent, but from his frowning brows, it could be seen that he was deeply worried.

Eleven people, just entering the second day, five people have died, and only six people remain, such a loss, they have to worry.

Because they don't know the situation of the people, and they don't know what kind of things have happened to the people, and they will lose nearly half of the people at once.

All they know is the remaining six people. In the remaining days, it will be even more dangerous.

"There are still two days to go, I hope they can be safe" After a long time, Liu Wusheng shook his head and said softly

In the distance from this platform, there is a rather tall restaurant.

In a courtyard wing of the restaurant, there are five figures sitting quietly.

At the top is a middle-aged man, dressed in a black gold-trimmed robe, with a white face and long black hair. Comb it to the back of your head. Meticulous and neat.

In general, such a person gives the first impression. It should be a person with an extremely elegant temperament. Let people take a look. It's like a spring breeze.

But this is not the case.

Instead of having the slightest elegance, this middle-aged man exuded a cold aura all over his body, and his cheeks were emaciated. The towering cheekbones and hook-like eyes make people feel deeply afraid and dare not look at them.

This person is the sect master of the Netherworld Sect, the one-star sword sect known as the 'Netherworld Sect', Ye Jiuyin.

"That young man's information, how is it collected!" Ye Jiuyin's gaze slowly swept over the bodies of the five elders below, and said lightly.

The young man Ye Jiuyin was talking about was Han Chen.

Like Ji Xuanfeng and the others, as early as three days ago, they also summoned Jian Yu and discovered that something was wrong.

It was only the second day, and out of the twenty-eight disciples, seventeen of them died at once, and what they didn't expect was that Lin Qinghan was among them.

Such a result immediately surprised them.

As for Lin Qinghan's strength, they naturally knew that although he had not yet advanced to the Sword King realm, his strength was not inferior to that of an ordinary one-star Sword King, and even, if it was a death battle, it was very likely that Lin Qinghan would be standing last.

But Lin Qinghan, who has such strength, died like this, which is really unexpected by everyone.

"Was it the disciples of the Hidden Blood Sect and the Jade Emperor Pavilion?"

As soon as this thought arose in their hearts, it was denied.

The situation of the two sects, they knew very well, Mo said that it was a disciple who was comparable to a one-star Sword King Realm martial artist, even a disciple of the half-step Sword King Peak Realm, and there was no, it was impossible to do this.

"Could it be that he was killed by the disciples of other sects because of the assessment of the jade plate?"

This possibility is not small, and the Nine Sects Rivalry has been held so far, and such examples are not uncommon.

But is this really the case? Ye Jiuyin felt that this did not seem to be the case.

Thinking about it, he couldn't help but think of what happened to Lin Qinghan and the others in Biyu Tower and Han Chen that day.

Han Chen, an extremely young genius boy from the Purple Cloud Domain.

"Could he have done it?"

Although he was very reluctant to believe it in his heart, Ye Jiuyin couldn't help but order someone to investigate Han Chen's information.

Hearing Ye Jiuyin's words, the four elders at the head of the group glanced at each other, and the last elder, who was slightly fat, got up and stood up, and said, "Sect Master, this Han Chen is not simple."

This time to investigate Han Chen's information, he did it himself.

"Oh, why is it not simple!" Hearing this, Ye Jiuyin's eyes suddenly flashed.

This elder is the fifth elder of the Netherworld Sect, his strength has reached the three-star Sword Sect, he is extremely strong, he is also extremely rigorous, and his vision is also extremely high.

Ye Jiuyin's voice fell, and the fifth elder also began to slowly say the results of the investigation in the Purple Cloud Domain in the past two days.

Three days was not much, but the results of his investigation were meticulous.

From Han Chen, he has been a waste in the Han family for eleven years, but he suddenly rose two years ago, and his strength has soared since then. In the Qingyun Imperial Capital, he made a three-year appointment with the Dugu family. After that, the confrontation between the 100,000 mountains and the 10,000 soldiers, and then the fame of the Red Wilderness City, etc., no matter how big or small.

After talking about most of the incense sticks, the voice of the five elders slowly stopped and slowly sat back in the chair.

"What a terrible qualification talent" Ye Jiuyin's eyes flashed with a faint cold light, and he whispered word by word.

If he was only a little skeptical before, then now, he has completely affirmed that the death of Lin Qinghan and the others is definitely related to this young man named Han Chen.

Even, Lin Qinghan and the others died in the hands of this Han Chen.

Although he didn't know how the Hidden Blood Sect had won over this Han Chen, since he dared to go against his Netherworld Sect, he was the enemy!

"Fourth Elder!" Thinking of this, Ye Jiuyin turned his head to look at the left-hand side and looked down, the elder who had not made a sound.

"What does the sect master command!" The four elders turned their heads and looked at Ye Jiuyin.

"You sort out this Han Chen's information, and then send someone to send it to Luo Gongzi!" Ye Jiuyin said lightly: "I think he will be very interested in this Han Chen!"

"I'll do it right away!" Hearing this, the fourth elder nodded slightly.

Looking at the back of the four elders leaving, Ye Jiuyin breathed a sigh of relief, and then it sounded, the appearance of Na Luo Gongzi after receiving Han Chen's information, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but hook up a cold smile.

Luo Rulie, the first disciple of the Snake Emperor Sect.

(To be continued......