In the evening, the body was found by a firewood collector and reported to the police.

The head catcher looked at the scene and knew that it was a vendetta in the rivers and lakes, so he contacted the six nearby doors and protected the scene, which can almost be said to be intact.

Those few catchers changed shifts and went back to the city to eat.

When he returned, he was followed by a handsome sword-wielding boy.

Su Shaoying looked at the upright corpse in front of her, her body trembled slightly, her legs bent, and she knelt on the ground.

Under the firelight of the torches around him, Dugu Yihe leaned slightly against the big tree behind him, his cloudy eyes looked ahead, and the broken sword in his throat reflected the firelight, still flashing with cold light.

Su Shaoying's face was full of sadness, he was accepted by Dugu Yihe since he was a child, and for him, Dugu Yihe is also a master and a father.

He stood up, his face grieved, but his eyes were cold.

In the current city, who can kill the master with a sword, except for that person?

Su Shaoying clenched his long sword and turned to leave.

......

Yan Mansion.

"Bang"

The door broke.

Su Shaoying's face was full of murder, and she walked in with her feet raised.

With such a loud noise, everyone in the house heard the sound.

Lu Xiaofeng was surprised: "Su Shaoying, what are you doing here?"

Su Shaoying looked around, but didn't see the white clothes, and immediately shouted: "Let Ximen blow the snow and roll out." ”

Lu Xiaofeng frowned, feeling that something was wrong, and asked, "Did something happen?"

Su Shaoying's face was full of murderous aura, and her handsome face was slightly hideous, "My master is dead." ”

Everyone was shocked, Dugu Yihe died?

A cold voice came, "Your master is dead, what are you doing with me?"

Not far away, a white-clothed West Gate blowing snow stood tall, the voice was cold, and the people were even colder.

Ximen Fuxue came over and said lightly: "Do you think I killed your master? ”

Su Shaoying said angrily: "This is a hundred miles away, except for you, who can kill my master with a sword?"

This question was not answered by Simon Blowing Snow, and he did not bother to answer it.

It's just that his face is a little colder.

Hua Manlou said, "Where is your master's body?" He didn't want this young man to die at the hands of Simon Blowing Snow.

Su Shaoying's face was even more angry, and Lu Xiaofeng hurriedly said: "If it is really your master who was killed by Ximen blowing snow, we will naturally not stop you from taking revenge, but everything must pay attention to evidence, and you can't say what you say." ”

Su Shaoying's face was stunned, and she turned around and left.

The crowd hurriedly followed.

It didn't take long for everyone to reach the dense forest outside the city.

When Lu Xiaofeng saw Dugu Yihe's corpse, he frowned and stepped forward.

The surrounding catch is fast, and there is Yan Tieshan, the head snake, to greet him.

Hua Manlou said: "How?"

Lu Xiaofeng said: "He was killed by the tip of the sword through the throat, in addition, there are no other wounds on the body, and there are no internal injuries to the viscera, which means that the person who killed him has extremely high swordsmanship and ......."

Hua Manlou said: "And what?"

A cold voice came from the side, and Simon, who was standing with a sword, said, "And he was killed by his own sword." ”

Hua Manlou frowned: "Your own sword?"

Lu Xiaofeng said: "Yes, Dugu Yihe's head sword broke into several sections, and the broken sword in his throat came from the tip of his own long sword. ”

Hua Manlou groaned: "In other words, this person first broke the sword of the Dugu master, and then killed him with the broken sword tip of the Dugu master." ”

Lu Xiaofeng said: "Yes, it can be seen that this person not only has extremely high swordsmanship, but also has no weaker internal strength than Dugu Yihe." ”

Su Shaoying, who had been listening to the side, said coldly: "What do you mean by this?"

Hua Manlou said softly: "Compared with the swordsmanship of Ximen Blowing Snow and the head of Dugu, which is weaker and which is stronger, let's not talk about it for the time being, but in terms of internal strength, with your master's internal strength cultivation of nearly one Jiazi, if you want to break the long sword of Dugu Zhangmen, this person's internal strength will never be low." ”

The implication is that Ximen's internal strength is not enough to break your master's sword.

Simon Chuixue looked indifferent and did not speak.

Su Shaoying said, "Can't you use other methods to break my master's long sword?"

Lu Xiaofeng turned around and looked for it, turning the dead leaves from time to time.

Shangguan Danfeng asked, "Lu Xiaofeng, what are you looking for?"

Lu Xiaofeng said: "The broken sword body." ”

At this time, a catcher took the initiative to say: "Uncle Lu, we have found the broken sword body, and we will put it over there." "He waved his hand and asked someone to bring it.

Lu Xiaofeng squatted down to take a closer look, pinched a finger-length broken sword, and said, "Look." ”

Su Shaoying looked at it carefully, it was just a broken sword, and frowned: "What are you looking at?"

Lu Xiaofeng approached him with the broken sword and said, "You look at the sword marks on it, what's there?"

Su Shaoying looked at it and hesitated: "This is ......"

Lu Xiaofeng stood up and said with a smile: "Emei's head sword, although it is not a peerless divine weapon, but it is also a sharp weapon in the world, if you want to break, the opponent's long sword must not be intact, a little iron dust on this broken sword is a point left by the two swords that collide quickly and blunt together." ”

Hua Manlou also smiled: "In other words, if you want to verify whether Ximen Fuxue is a murderer, you only need to test his long sword." ”

Everyone looked at the west gate to blow snow.

A trace of surprise flashed in Yan Tieshan's eyes, and his face was like a normal person, looking at the West Gate blowing snow.

Ximen Chuixue's face was even colder, he was wronged for no reason, and he had to check his sword, he couldn't help but feel a little humiliated in his heart, plus Huo Tianqing's trouble was still waiting for him behind, and at this time, he was cold, so that people could see at a glance that he was in an extremely bad mood now.

Su Shaoying held a long sword in his hand and stared at Ximen blowing snow.

Lu Xiaofeng understood Ximen's character of blowing snow, and had a headache, hesitated, and said with a smile: "Ximen, or ......."

Simon blew the snow but turned around and left.

Su Shaoying, who was standing next to his left hand, shouted, "Hugh go." ”

"Qiang ......"

"Qiang ......"

The sword flashed.

Almost as soon as Su Shaoying's sword was drawn, Ximen Fuxue's sword came and stabbed out with a sword.

Nothing fancy, only fast.

Even Lu Xiaofeng, who was "Lingxi Finger", couldn't stop it.

"Ho...... Ho ......"

Su Shaoying's throat was punctured, blood flowed out, her face turned pale, and she staggered back a few steps.

The tip of Ximen Blowing Snow's sword was still carrying blood, and he blew it gently, and blood beads dripped down from the tip of the sword.

He stared at Jian Feng, his eyes were lonely and gloomy, he sighed, and then put away his sword and turned away, his back even more lonely.

He doesn't mind being wronged, but he doesn't mind his sword being desecrated.

The crowd watched him leave, and no one dared to stop him.

Lu Xiaofeng sighed, he didn't know what to say, and he even regretted a little in his heart that he invited Ximen Fuxue out of Wanmei Villa, which brought so much trouble to Ximen, and his head hurt even more when he thought of Huo Tianqing and Tianyumen.

Hua Manlou also sighed, sighing at the death of a young man like the rising sun, sighing at the loss of a fresh life, he always didn't like to face such things.

Yan Tieshan stood beside Shangguan Danfeng with his hands in his hands, his eyes flashed slightly, and he couldn't help but think of the scene a few days ago.

"Lord, why do you want to do this?" Yan Tieshan asked stubbornly, looking at those silver eyes.

"He's growing a little bit slowly, and I'm going to put some pressure on him to move forward. ”

came back to his senses, looked down at Su Shaoying, who was still twitching slightly, and thought of Huo Tianqing again, and sighed in his heart, Heavenly Fowl Sect, Emei Sword Sect, I'm afraid this pressure is not going to crush people to death.

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