Feng Qiwu sighed and said, "It seems that my analysis is correct, this person is really hidden in the depths, and he plans to reveal it to the end." Tianming Dao Master's martial arts should be above Old Man Chen, right?"

"Yes, the martial arts of the Tianming Daoist should be similar to the three strange and four strange two elders, it must be above Old Man Chen, I didn't expect to die at the hands of this murderer. Feng Ruyi said.

"How did Daoist Tianming die?" Feng Qiwu asked.

"Tianming Daoist was stabbed through the back of the heart, through the chest, and killed with a knife. The disciple who came to report said.

"From behind?" Feng Qiwu asked, "Are you sure it's from behind?" Feng Qiwu asked again.

"It's certain that the Tianming Daoist is lying on the ground, with a dagger stuck in his back, and only the hilt of the knife is exposed, so it is certain that he was attacked from behind and died. The disciple replied.

"This is strange, let's go, let's go and take a look, have you informed the head of Qingcheng Tianfeng Dao?" Feng Qiwu said.

"The Heavenly Wind Dao Leader has already rushed over. The disciple replied.

The group didn't care about being tired, and hurriedly walked out of the meeting hall, preparing to go to the place where the disciples of the Qingcheng faction in the east of the city lived.

As soon as a few people walked out of the meeting hall, another disciple suddenly rushed to the meeting, and when everyone saw this rushing disciple, their hearts sank at the same time, and they secretly screamed, "Not good."

"Oh no, owner, Wudang's January Dao chief ambushed the corpse residence, and was stabbed in the back and died. The disciple who reported the news said breathlessly, wiping a handful of sweat from his forehead as he spoke.

"What??" This time, even Feng Qiwu couldn't help but gasp, if there was an accident last night, which was unexpected, then this hidden murderer killed two masters one after another, which was really beyond his expectations.

"What are you talking about? January Dao Chang was also attacked and died?" Feng Ruyi was so shocked that his jaw was about to fall.

"Yes, the owner of the workshop, the disciple of Wudang has come to deliver the message, please come over quickly with the owner and Feng Daxia!" said the disciple.

"It seems that this is really 'misfortune is not a single line, blessing is unparalleled', it seems that this hidden murderer is more cunning and ferocious than we imagined, let's go, let's go to Wudang or Qingcheng first?" Feng Qiwu said.

"Let's go to Qingcheng first, and after we go to find out the cause of Tianming's death, we will immediately rush to Wudang and see what we find." Feng Ruyi replied.

Feng Qiwu and his entourage each performed their light skills to the extreme, and went straight to Dongcheng.

The remaining disciples of the Qingcheng Sect lived in a large courtyard, while Tianming and Tianfeng Dao were noble and noble, so they each lived in a small courtyard. After Feng Qiwu and the others arrived, they found that Tianming had been dead for a long time, and sure enough, as reported by the disciples, there was a dagger stuck in the back of the Tianming Daoist, leaving only a knife handle outside, which was almost exactly the same as the one on the corpse of Old Man Chen Song from the handle.

Feng Qiwu squatted down to inspect carefully, only to see Tianming Daoist lying on the ground, still holding his sword in his hand, but he didn't pull it out. The clothes were also neatly worn, and there was not the slightest sign of a fight in the entire courtyard, but Tianming and Old Man Chen Song were just as blind as they were, their eyes widened, and they were also full of anger, unwillingness and shock. Feng Qiwu fell into contemplation, after a long time, Feng Qiwu got up and said to the Tianfeng Dao Chief: "Tianfeng Dao Chief, please also mourn, please arrange someone to bury the Tianming Dao Chief temporarily, we must also rush to Wudang's residence, Wudang's January Dao Chief was also attacked and killed last night, we have to go to check it out, at lunchtime, please also go to Ruyi Fang, we will do a detailed discussion, we will take the first step." ”

"What? January Dao Leader was also attacked and killed?" Tianfeng Dao Chief's face was shocked, and the head of the first generation did not expect that this murderer would dare to commit murder twice overnight, and both of them killed the only two good men in the two major factions.

Feng Ruyi nodded solemnly and said, "Dao Chief, please come at noon and say goodbye!" After speaking, he and Xue Qing hurriedly followed Feng Qiwu to Wudang's residence.

Wudang head Yichen Dao Chang, Yi Crying Dao Chang, and Sanxiao Master have been waiting at the gate of the courtyard for a long time, and when they saw Feng Qiwu and his party arrive, they hurriedly greeted them.

"A crying Dao Chief, a dust Dao Chief, please mourn, I'll go first to see!" Feng Qiwu didn't care about etiquette.

"Well, Feng Daxia, please. Yichen said with red eyes.

Feng Qiwu and the others entered the courtyard, and saw the January Dao Leader on the corpse ground, almost the same way as the Tianming Dao Leader of the Qingcheng Sect, lying on the ground, holding his sword in his hand, and a dagger with only the hilt of the knife stuck in his back. The blood on the ground had completely coagulated, and there was no trace of a fight. The same widened his eyes, and he was full of shock, unwillingness, and anger.

Looking at the January Dao Chief, who was almost as dead as Tianming, the shock in Feng Ruyi's heart can be imagined, as the sect leader of a faction who has been entrenched in Muhe City for many years, or the lord of a city, such things have happened in the city one after another, his face is not light, and the anger in his heart is even more difficult to suppress. Whether it was whether the hidden murderer had been lurking in Muhe City before, or Muhe City that had only arrived recently, he felt that he had the responsibility of poor supervision, so he gave away the life of the famous January Daoist in the rivers and lakes, as well as the Tianming Daoist, and even Chen Song, who had followed him for many years, died. Could it really be as Feng Qiwu said, this hidden murderer's martial arts are really so high? Even above himself? But he didn't know anything, looking at the exact same month of death, he couldn't help but let out: "This, this, this is exactly the same as the death of the Tianming Daoist?"

Yichen Daoist has been immersed in great grief since he knew that his junior brother died tragically, so Sanxiao and Yiyi didn't tell him that Qingcheng's Tianming Daoist also suffered a poisonous hand last night and died in his residence. "Feng Daxia, what did you say?

Feng Ruyi didn't say anything, and nodded heavily.

At this moment, the hearts of everyone present are heavy, their faces are gloomy and almost dripping, and no one feels uncomfortable in their hearts, not only because of the grief in their hearts, in addition to grief, there is also anger, and there is an inexplicable sense of insult, and even a little ashamed. In Muhe City, where there are many top masters like Feng Ruyi Xueqing and Tie Xiangbei, there are also top masters like three laughs and one cry, and even legendary masters like Feng Qiwu, in two consecutive nights, three first-class masters were attacked and killed, which is definitely a shame for them, and it is also a challenge, everyone can't wait to catch this murderer immediately, cut it with a thousand knives, and avenge the dead Old Man Chen, Tianming Dao Chang and January Dao Chang. But this cunning murderer didn't leave any clues, and there was no chance for a thousand things, so their mood can be imagined.

"Let's go, go back to Ruyi Fang first, it's not early, it's almost noon, I think the heads of all the factions in Ruyi Fang should almost arrive, if you find anything or say, go back and talk about it, arrange for someone to bury the January Dao first!" After speaking, Feng Qiwu didn't speak again, he took the lead out of the courtyard gate, and he didn't perform light skills, frowned, put his hands behind his back, and walked slowly in the direction of Ruyi Fang thoughtfully.

"Feng Daxia......" Feng Ruyi was just about to stop Feng Qiwu, but was stopped by Xue Qing, "Don't quarrel with him, maybe with Feng Daxia's wit, he can still find or think of something, let's not interrupt him, follow from afar." So a few people stayed behind Feng Qiwu from a distance and slowly walked towards Ruyi Fang.

If it is said that the death of the old man Chen the night before yesterday may be because he offended someone and was assassinated when mediating the contradictions between the various factions, it was just an accident, then last night, the January Taoist and Tianming Taoist were attacked and killed, it was intentional, and the martial arts of these two people were far above Chen Song, and the news that the two were attacked and killed at the same time was like a thunderbolt in the sky, and quickly spread in Muhe City. The heads of various sects and factions are all on pins and needles, one is worried that they or the people of their own sect will follow in the footsteps of these three people, and the other is afraid that Feng Ruyi and Feng Qiwu will settle the accounts on their heads, so they have their own purposes, some are here to inquire about the news, and some are here to show their loyalty, and the chatter is non-stop. Sun Wuya and Qian Ruhai, Kong Xiaotong, Mu Kun and others are busy entertaining.

As soon as everyone saw Feng Qiwu walking in with his hands behind his back and his head down, they all stood up and wanted to ask about the situation, but when they saw that Feng Qiwu's face was wrong, no one dared to ask out loud, yesterday afternoon, Feng Qiwu's ghost-like body and a fluttering sword, directly let the head of the Thousand Hands Gate return to the underworld, but the history is in front of them, at this time, seeing Feng Qiwu frowning, preoccupied, who dares to say more? Who knows if this killing god will suddenly burst out and send himself back to the west with a sword? The originally noisy flower hall was suddenly silent, and Feng Qiwu didn't pay attention to them, and walked straight to the largest table in front and sat down.

These heads and sect masters in the flower hall didn't know what to do for a while, they couldn't make up their minds about whether to sit, stand, or go, so they just stood there blankly.

Feng Ruyi Xueqing and the others also walked in, looked at the stunned heroes, and then looked at Feng Qiwu who was sitting on the edge of the table, and understood everything. Feng Ruyi waved his hand: "Heroes, please sit, don't stand, it's already noon, no matter what, let's discuss it after lunch." Then he ordered his men to arrange a banquet.

After a while, simple and exquisite dishes filled all the tables in the flower hall, and there were still a few jars of good wine on each table, from the morning to the present, these people didn't even have breakfast, so they hurried over, and at this moment when they saw this exquisite meal, and the faint fragrance of wine, they suddenly felt hungry, and they didn't care about any etiquette and identity, and they ate and drank one by one.

At the table of Feng Qiwu and Xue Qing, the dishes are more exquisite and more sumptuous, but the few people on the table are all frowning and thoughtful, but none of them move their chopsticks or wine glasses.