Qingluan Peak was originally considered to be the peak in the top of the disciple's strength among the eight peaks, and it was considered to have a high status, but since the peak master Li Haiyang mysteriously disappeared, his status has plummeted.

Most of the reasons are that there was once a young female uncle in the South Pavilion, who would go to Qingluan Peak to fight the autumn wind when he had nothing to do, and the bricks were used as murder weapons, which were aimed at those young disciples who had just started, and they were often miserable, so in the end, all the disciples who entered the Sword Pavilion were afraid of Qingluan Peak.

This matter gradually improved a little after the new peak master Qian Xin took office.

Qian Xin used to be a respected elder in the North Pavilion, and the Fourth Pavilion was re-selected after being transferred, but this matter was actively promoted by the West Pavilion, obviously because he found out that Li Haiyang was a spy of the Shadow Palace, so he was extremely cautious.

And after that, Xinqi carried out a new rectification of Qingluan Peak, but unfortunately did not find any connection related to the Shadow Palace.

Lu Shen slowly came here in a sword boat.

Qingluan Peak has been here many years ago, and today can be regarded as a revisit.

As far as the eye could see, some of the Sword Pavilion disciples had disappeared, and the entire foot of the mountain was exceptionally quiet.

Lu Shen walked up the mountain, passed by a simple house in the bamboo forest and stopped to take a look, and then continued to walk up, and after half an hour, he stood on a steep cliff, and as far as the eye could see, there was a circular square a hundred meters away.

Some people were practicing swords in the square, in groups of three or five, and they were exceptionally harmonious.

Lu Shen's gaze locked on a young man in the corner who didn't seem to be good-looking, with dark skin and a wooden face, who was silently stroking his ancient sword at the moment, looking extremely withdrawn and inconspicuous compared to others.

Lu Shen's hands naturally fell, his white sleeves fluttered, and the flying sword extinguished in mid-air, slowly spinning, and a sharp sword qi slowly emanated from it.

As the realm improved, the opponents Lu Shen encountered became more and more powerful, and he rarely used the flying sword technique again.

However, it is undeniable that the Flying Sword Technique is the most proud and effective assassination method in the three thousand years of sword cultivation, and it is extremely suitable in this situation.

One sword has eight hundred lives and deaths, and one breath has three thousand reincarnations.

Lu Shen's entire aura disappeared, and if he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, it would have seemed to disappear out of thin air.

After three breaths.

A light as thin as a needle burst out in an instant, shooting straight towards the man's head.

After doing this, Lu Shen withdrew his gaze

line, without looking at it again, turned to leave.

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There are many other people doing the same thing within this timeline.

Pearl Peak.

A handsome disciple who entered the peak a few years ago stood quietly in the middle of the crowd, as if the stars were arching over the moon, surrounded by dense female disciples, asking about swordsmanship, but the admiration in his eyes could not be concealed.

The young man's name is Wei Wei, he is the proud disciple of the peak master of Pearl Peak, he has a ground-level sword heart, and he is already a sword cultivator in the upper realm at a young age. His face was gentle, patiently explaining something.

There is no impatience in the conversation, and the eyes are extremely focused, which is easy to give people a feeling like a spring breeze, which is extremely convincing.

Suddenly, the man didn't know what he felt, and said a few words to the crowd, and then he left the place and came to the dense forest not far away.

Li Yihan, who had a slender figure and a dusty face, walked out from behind a tree with a calm expression.

"It turned out to be Senior Brother Li from the West Pavilion!" Wei Wei's smile remained unchanged and he bent down slightly, "I don't know what Senior Brother Li called me to do." ”

"Do you know me?" Li Yihan asked rhetorically.

"Of course I know, Senior Brother Li is the most talented disciple in the Dust West Pavilion for decades, and now that he is young and has been in the Infinite Upper Realm, he has naturally been famous for a long time. Wei Wei smiled.

"I've heard of a great name for a long time?" Li Yihan shook his head and said, "I can't afford your name."

Wei Wei said with a confused face: "I don't know what Senior Brother is talking about?"

"You don't know what kind of personality I am, but I know exactly what you are. The ancient sword Qingmei behind Li Yihan came out of the sheath on his own, and the sword qi locked on the latter's body.

"Are you violating the rules of the door like this, and you are not afraid of suffering from ten thousand swords piercing your heart?"

Saying this, Wei Wei's face sank, and there was some indescribable coldness in his eyes, and at the same time, the breath of the whole person skyrocketed, and he unconsciously broke through the barrier at the peak of the dust and came to the realm of no distance.

"Even if you die in the peak master today"

Li Yihan showed a flat smile, but he was full of disdain, "Don't worry, if you don't have the strength to break the void today, I will send you to death." ”

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Gu Feng.

It is the most remote peak in the eight peaks except for Qingluan Peak, and it is the least among the eight peaks of the disciples, which is the most inconspicuous.

Today, Gu Feng's disciples were all practicing in their cave mansions, and suddenly they could only hear the rumbling sound of the earth shaking the mountain.

Earthquake?

All the disciples hurriedly escaped from the cave, looked up, and as far as the eye could see, somewhere on the left side of the mountain top exploded, and the rubble seemed to fall from the sky and smashed on the belly of the mountain.

"What's going on, what's going on?"

"That seems to be Elder Shen's cave mansion!"

"It's not like the cultivation has gone mad, is it?

Everyone was talking, and their faces were full of panic and worry.

Elder Shen Xu is an old-timer who is at the peak of the Void Realm, and it is even said that he has faintly stepped into the Sky Breaking Realm in recent years, if he really goes crazy when he breaks through the realm, then a half-step Sky Breaking Sword cultivator will use his sword, it is an extremely dangerous thing.

It's just that the next moment, something happened that made everyone smack, and a black figure fell to the ground along with the boulder, without the slightest breath.

The man was wearing a black robe, his face was covered in blood, and his chest was occupied by a huge sword mark, it was none other than Elder Shen Xu.

Everyone looked shocked.

Killing an old man with a half-step sword in the air, what realm should that person be?

On the top of the mountain, a white-robed slender woman with phoenix eyes calmly retracted her sword, and her entire ice-blue eyes returned to pitch black and slowly disappeared in place.

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The three thousand terrifying sword formations were closed for a few days.

Cao Yin, a disciple of Qingluan Peak, was pierced through his head and died in public.

Wei Wei, the proud disciple of Pearl Peak, was attacked in the dense forest, and the spiritual sea was shattered.

Gu Feng's Elder Shen died tragically in the peak.

These news spread all over the four pavilions and eight peaks one after another, like a plague, and all the disciples were panicked.

However, these are just the beginning.

In the next few days, bad news and murders continued to come, and elders or disciples died quietly among the eight peaks, and even in the middle of the night, there would occasionally be a bonfire and the exclamations of the crowd between the peaks.

That killer, or that group of killers, was like a ghost, swimming around the entire four pavilions and eight peaks, silently.

PS: It's three hundred chapters, sprinkle flowers and scatter flowers.