In Shi Qing's heart, this senior He has a high level of martial arts, and he is his senior brother Tianxu Dao Chief, and he is also far from it, and he is completely a person who is a master outside the world, but he didn't expect to end up in such an embarrassment, and he couldn't help but think, "How powerful is the other party's martial arts?"

A hint of blush flashed on He Zudao's old face, and he snorted lightly, "The people who came are scheming, and the old man almost caught the word, you tell everyone to be careful." ”

After saying that, a dodge disappeared.

"He ......" Shi Qing opened his mouth, but swallowed the words again, he knew that with He Zudao's appearance, it was not suitable to meet with the group of heroes.

"Husband, what's going on?" a soft voice came, it was Min Rou, who was as gentle as water.

Immediately after the group of heroes arrived, they all asked what had happened, and some clever people guessed who He Zudao was chasing, but now even He Zudao is gone, which is inevitably confusing.

Shi Qing didn't say much, just vaguely skipped the sentence "I'm gone by this time".

At this time, Murong Fu, who was not far from here, was also scolding and scolding in his mouth, and although the wound that had just been punctured had stopped the blood flow, it was still in pain, "This dead old man, it's really cheap for him, next time I will stab a sword in his palm." ”

But he knew that if it weren't for the problem with He Zudao's own martial arts, he wouldn't have the upper hand.

Ding Minjun was amused in her heart, in her eyes, Murong Fu at this moment was like a child fighting and holding a grudge, but because of Murong Fu's might, she didn't dare to laugh out loud, and her face turned red.

After walking not far, suddenly, a sharp scream sounded, which spread throughout the entire Welcome Pavilion.

Ding Minjun's scalp was numb when he boarded, goosebumps broke out all over his body, and he unconsciously took two steps forward quickly, but he didn't notice that Murong Fu's figure had stopped, and he hit it directly.

"What's wrong?" Murong Fu suddenly felt two soft things hit his back, and he knew it in his heart, but he turned around and asked with a smile.

Ding Minjun felt pain in her chest, but she couldn't say it clearly, and the momentary contact just now made her body freeze in place like an electric shock.

Murong Fu smiled slightly, no longer asked, turned his head to look at the place where the voice came from, and at the same time, not far from him, there was a chaotic sound of footsteps, obviously, Fang Cai's screams also attracted the attention of the Central Plains group of heroes.

"Anyway, it's fine, it's good to go and see the excitement. Murong Fu seemed to be talking to himself, and as he spoke, he walked over, and Ding Minjun hurriedly followed.

It was a stone building not far from Murong Fu's residence, and in the Welcome Pavilion, it was a relatively large stone building, and a large number of people had gathered outside the stone building.

Murong Fu was about to pass by, when he suddenly paused and glanced at a tree not far from his side.

Murong Fu was unconscious and continued to move forward, but the next moment, with a flick of his wrist, he suddenly slapped a palm towards the tree.

"Zizi" twice, before Murong Fu's palm power arrived, a burst of smoke suddenly appeared from behind the tree, and then a slender black shadow suddenly flashed.

The black shadow glanced at Murong Fu as if he was extremely surprised, but he didn't have the slightest intention of making a move, and his body flickered, and he had already jumped out of Zhang Xu, and then gradually became nothing.

A strange light flashed in Murong Fu's eyes, he took a step, his figure moved out of thin air, and he reached out and grabbed it in the air, and a suction force shrouded the black shadow in it.

The black shadow's figure paused, the silver light on his waist flashed, and with a "zila" sound, a sharp sword qi slashed backwards obliquely, but its target was not Murong Fu.

"Poof", as if something had been cut open, the black shadow figure instantly broke free of some kind of restraint, and ran forward without looking back, and in a few flashes, it had disappeared into the night.

Murong Fu involuntarily took half a step back, withdrew his palm, and looked at his palm in a daze, where a long black and soft hair was lying there.

"Childe," Ding Minjun stepped forward and asked suspiciously, "Who is that?"

Murong Fu put away his long hair without a trace, looked up at the direction where the black shadow left, and shook his head, "I don't know either, but it shouldn't be from the Central Plains." ”

"Oh, why do you say that?" I don't know why, after Ding Minjun had a few close contacts with Murong Fu tonight, she was much bolder, and before that, how dare she ask half a question.

"The martial arts he uses are not Central Plains martial arts. After Murong Fu finished speaking, he walked straight forward.

For the man in black just now, he had some guesses in his heart, but he couldn't prove it, but the appearance of this man in black here was obviously related to the previous screams, and he had to go and see what was going on first.

Ding Minjun saw that Murong Fu didn't want to say more, so he naturally didn't dare to ask anything more, and followed without saying a word.

In front of the stone tower, the lights were bright, and a man's howl came from the crowd, "Senior brother, who is going to harm you, and you are so vicious......

The heroes exchanged heads and whispered, and the scene was very chaotic.

Murong Fu looked up at the place where the plaque was hung in the stone building, where a vertical chess piece was inserted, on which a blue and white gossip pattern was printed, and the word "gossip" was embroidered on the side.

Murong Fu frowned slightly, what kind of sect this is, but he couldn't remember.

There are countless large and small sects on the rivers and lakes, such as carp crossing the river, and his attention has always been on some first-class sects, but he has never paid attention to these sects that are not in the stream.

"Childe, this is the sign of the gossip gate. Ding Minjun seemed to see that Murong Fu didn't know this sect, so he cautiously leaned into his ear and introduced softly, "This gossip sect can barely be regarded as a branch of the Wudang sect. ”

"Huh?" Murong Fu's eyes showed a look of doubt, if it was a Wudang branch, it was absolutely impossible for him not to know, he had never heard of any gossip sect branch in Wudang.

Ding Minjun pursed his lips and smiled, explaining, "The founder of this gossip gate, called Wang Weiyang, was originally a lay disciple of the Wudang faction, and when he was thirty years old, Yicheng went down the mountain and started to do the business of breaking through the darts, and beat the invincible hands in the green forests of Jiangbei with a gossip knife and a pair of gossip palms, and later created his own 'Bagua Gate'. ”

"Because he inherited from Wudang, he has always regarded himself as a branch of Wudang, but because he is only a disciple of Wudang, the Wudang faction does not admit that there is this branch. ”

When Murong Fuden ascended, he suddenly understood, according to the rules of the rivers and lakes, if the disciples of a certain sect can make a name for themselves in the rivers and lakes and make some achievements, they can set up their own portals, but this portal is still counted as a branch of the sect, but the outer disciples, that is, the lay disciples of Wudang and Shaolin, are not among them.

Of course, if you say that, how can the love of incense be broken, and many branches of the Great Gate Sect are all in the case of the Bagua Gate.

"The person who died should be Wang Weiyang. Murong Fu thought so in his heart, and walked straight towards the middle of the field, and the crowd naturally parted ways, but no one noticed Murong Fu's arrival.

When I got closer, I saw a headless corpse lying on the floor in front of the stone building, of medium stature, dressed plainly, with a scimitar hanging from his waist, holding the scabbard in one hand and the handle of the knife in the other, but only pulling out an inch.

The incision on the neck is extremely flat, which can be described as a knife to cut off the head, without the slightest pause in between, it can be seen that the murderer shot extremely fast and ruthlessly, and was sharp and decisive.

"Alas, who did this, it was so ruthless. One of the people in the crowd shook his head and sighed.

Shi Qing took two steps forward, reached out and dipped the blood on the neck of the corpse, probed other places, and said, "The blood is still hot, there are no other wounds on the corpse, a knife is fatal." ”

The group suddenly rolled his eyes, "People's heads are gone, it's not a fatal knife." ”

Shi Qing glanced around and asked the middle-aged man who was crying on the headless corpse, "Is it the head of the Bagua Sect King Weiyang who died?"

The middle-aged man shook his head, "No, it was my senior brother Zhang Zhaozhong who died, and the master had already stepped down from the position of head of the family, and now he is in the door for a long time." ”

As soon as this remark came out, everyone was shocked.

One of them asked, "Are you talking about Zhang Zhaozhong, the firehand judge?"

The middle-aged man nodded.

It is said that Zhang Zhaozhong is also a disciple of Wudang, good at making a Ning Bi sword, martial arts is superb, humane, in the north, the reputation is not small.

As for why Zhang Zhaozhong became the head of the Bagua Gate, everyone did not have many doubts, most of the identities present were the heads of a faction and the masters of a sect, but most of them were substitutes for the dead who temporarily took the position in order to deal with the order of rewarding good and punishing evil on Xia Ke Island.

It's just that I didn't expect this Zhaozhong to become a substitute for the death ghost of the Bagua Gate, and he died in this welcome pavilion inexplicably.

Could it be that the people of Xia Ke Island had already discovered everyone's plan and planned to kill everyone before they drank Laba porridge? Everyone was secretly thinking to themselves, and a person walked out of the stone building, holding an object in his hand.

Everyone saw that it was a bloody human head, with a face alternating blue and red, no different from a living person, with eyes wide and a dead look.

Among the people, no one has seen what Zhang Zhaozhong looks like, but when Xia Kedao invites people, he will verify his identity, and there is no falsehood, since the middle-aged man said that the dead person was Zhang Zhaozhong, no one doubted it.

"Ah!" Ding Minjun couldn't help but exclaim when she saw the head, since she was frightened by Murong Fu that day, she was a little allergic to the head.

Everyone followed the prestige, only to find that there was a young man and a good-looking woman in the crowd.

"It's you!" Ding Busan and Ding Busi recognized Murong Fu for the first time, a trace of anger flashed on their faces, and Ding Busi couldn't hold his breath the most, "I remembered, it was you kid who plotted against me during the day!"

Saying that the right hand is out of the palm, the left hand is handed out from the right hand, and the palms are interspersed, and the palms are clapped three times in an instant, and the speed of the shot is quite rare.

Ding Busan couldn't stop him, so he gave up, thinking that it would be good for the fourth child to try this kid's skills.

Lu Liding naturally recognized Murong Fu, but he shrank in the crowd and pretended not to see it.

Seeing Ding Busi's palm power in the blink of an eye, Murong Fu sneered, his left hand came out of his palm, and his right hand was handed out from under his left hand, and Huhu was also interspersed with three palms, which was the same as Ding Busi's martial arts, but whether it was power or speed, it was obviously stronger than a notch.