On this day, three more people came from the Martial Alliance.

These three people are the three elders of the Kongtong faction, namely Pan Haitian, Jin Hezai and Duan Xiaolou.

These three people studied under Ling Xuzi, the head of the Kongtong faction, and have been famous for a long time. The three of them have their own achievements in swordsmanship, knife skills and boxing skills, and they are among the best masters in the rivers and lakes. The three of them roamed the rivers and lakes together when they were young, leaving a prominent reputation in the martial arts, but today these three famous Confucians are very embarrassed.

Pan Haitian had three fingers broken in his right hand, Jin He had half of his left ear cut off, and Duan Xiaolou was blinded in his left eye. The three masters were all wounded, wrapped in white cloths, oozing Yin Yin's blood. Sitting on the chair in the hall of the martial arts league, sighing, how can there be the slightest appearance of martial arts predecessors?

The sound of hurried footsteps came, Zhao Yanfa buried himself in the hall, hugged his fists towards the three and said: "The juniors don't know that the three seniors are coming, and they are disappointed, and they hope to atone for their sins!"

The three of them hurriedly got up, returned the salute to Zhao Yan, and shouted: "Zhao Meng's words are serious, don't dare!"

Zhao Yanfa suddenly saw the injuries of the three people, his heart was shocked, and he exclaimed: "The three seniors were injured?

Pan Haitian sighed and said, "Master Zhao, I can't hide it, the three of us brothers came here today to ask you to be our master!"

Zhao Yanfa hurriedly asked the three of them to sit down and said, "Don't worry, three seniors, please sit down and speak slowly." ”

The three of them sat down again. Pan Haitian slowly spoke, "Lord Zhao, you have probably heard of the names of our three brothers. The three of us studied under the head of Ling Xuzi, and each practiced the sword, swordsmanship and fist technique of the Kongtong faction. Although he is not invincible in the world, he has never suffered defeat in the past few decades. ”

Zhao Yanfa nodded and said, "The three seniors' names and juniors have naturally heard of it. Pan's predecessor's 'Great Sword', Jin's predecessor's 'Lingxiao Sword', and Duan's senior's 'Tiger Ben Fist' are all first-class martial arts that are famous in the rivers and lakes!"

Pan Haitian sighed and said, "But that's just before, since the three of us met that person three days ago, this undefeated myth has been completely shattered!"

Zhao Yanfa was taken aback and asked, "Senior Pan, who is that person?"

Pan Haitian let out another long sigh and said, "Master Zhao, listen to me and talk to you slowly!"

Three days ago, late one night, on the main peak of Kongtong Mountain, Horsehair Mountain, Pan Haitian, Jin He and Duan Xiaolou were drinking and writing poems during the period, admiring the moon in the mountains. Kongtong Mountain is located in Pingliang City, Gansu Province, since ancient times, it has the reputation of "the first mountain in the west", the legend is the place where the Taoist immortal Guangchengzi cultivates the immortals, and is respected as "the first mountain of Taoism in the world". In the meantime, the mountains are majestic, the precipices are towering, like a ghostly axe, the forest sea is vast, the smoke cage is foggy, such as an ethereal fairyland.

The three of his brothers were in a pavilion in the mountains, singing about wine, and they were so happy. After three rounds of drinking, all three of them were a little drunk. Pan Haitian intended to perform his skills, so he took out his big knife and practiced his knife technique under the moonlight with the intention of drinking.

His set of knife techniques is the head of the Kongtong faction, Ling Xuzi, who has seven seven and forty-nine moves, and every move is unfathomable and mysterious. The sword light is as bright as a star, the knife is as strong as the wind, like a dragon going out to sea, the sea of clouds is churning, like a tiger descending the mountain, and the mountains and forests are roaring.

A set of knife techniques has been evolved, and it has won the applause of the two juniors and disciples. Jin He shouted: "Senior Brother Pan's sword technique, although he doesn't dare to say that he is invincible in the world, but he is also one of the best, if he practices for a few more years, I am afraid he will really be invincible in the world!"

Pan Haitian laughed and said, "Senior brother, don't praise me, who doesn't know that your 'Lingxiao Sword' is the true inheritance of the master." Master's swordsmanship is the highest, and he loved you the most back then, and in a few years, you will be the real number one in the world!"

Jin He shook his head, turned his head to look at Duan Xiaolou, and said, "Senior brother praised it." If it is really powerful, it should be the 'Tiger Ben Boxing' of the third junior brother. This set of boxing techniques was created by the master when he was young, and he was strong, and he was not defeated in the battle with the strong Vajra palm of Shaolin Temple, if it was really powerful, it should be the third junior brother!"

Before Jin He's words fell, he only heard a hearty laugh not far away, and then a voice came: "The three elders of the Kongtong faction are really humble, and I really admire this junior in my heart!"

The three of them were shocked in unison, looking around, but there was no one in sight. The three of them knew that this was a martial art that used thousands of miles to transmit sound, and they were shocked. Pan Haitian shouted: "Which hero is it, can you show up?"

Suddenly, I saw a figure rushing from the opposite mountain peak like a sharp arrow. A few ups and downs came to the outside of the gazebo. The three of them took advantage of the moonlight to look at the figure, and saw that the man was only in his twenties, dressed in black like ink, as if cut down in the night, and his sleeves fluttered slowly under the mountain breeze, fluttering like a fairy. He was also extremely delicate, his face was a little arrogant and cold, and his eyebrows were full of murderous aura.

The black-clothed young man laughed, hugged his fists and said, "I've seen the 'Big Sword' Senior Pan, the 'Ling Xiao Sword' Senior Jin, and the 'Tiger Ben Boxing' Senior Duan." ”

Pan Haitian saw that he had just performed the martial arts of thousands of miles of sound transmission, and he had performed wonderful light skills to run, knowing that his martial arts were strong, and he was afraid that he was not under the three of them. Seeing him visiting late at night, his eyebrows were full of murderous anger, and he knew that he was not good, so he asked, "Who are you? What is the matter with coming to my Kongtong Mountain late at night?"

The black-clothed young man smiled slightly, and said, "I have heard that the swordsmanship, swordsmanship, and fist skills of the three elders of the Kongtong Sect are the best in the world, and the younger generation is brave and wants to come to ask for advice." If the three win, the juniors should leave, and if the juniors are lucky enough to win the three, then the juniors will want the three to ask for something. I wonder if the three seniors can agree?"

The three of his brothers have been famous in the rivers and lakes for a long time, where can they stand such an insult, Pan Haitian smiled and said, "What an arrogant boy, you dare to challenge the three of us." As long as you can win me, the three of us will be at your disposal!"

He was drunk, and a blood surged into his heart, and he immediately jumped out, raised his big knife and held it across his chest, and shouted, "Boy, do you have any weapons?"

The black-clothed young man nodded and said, "Since Pan's seniors use knives, juniors also use knives." It just so happens that the juniors have only learned a set of knife techniques in the past few days, and they have never been in actual combat, so let Senior Pan try the juniors' sword techniques tonight!"

As he spoke, he slipped out of his sleeve a knife about three feet long in the shape of a willow leaf. The blade was swarthy and dull. Pan Haitian smiled and shouted, "Boy, take it!"

With that, he swung his big knife and slashed at the left shoulder of the black-clothed young man. This knife carried his strong murderous aura and anger, the blade was vigorous, the sword light flashed cold, and in an instant, it had already forced the shoulders of at least a year. But he saw that the young man was not in a hurry, and he stood still and did not make a move. Seeing the blade slashing, his feet moved, and on the side of his body, the blade of the knife slashed an inch away from his body, and he looked heavily at the stones on the ground, and suddenly the stones shattered, splashing a few grains of gravel.

Pan Haitian, Jin Hezai and Duan Xiaolou exclaimed in unison. Jin He and Duan Xiaolou were shocked that Senior Brother Pan Haitian's knife was so powerful that it could split mountains and stones, while Pan Haitian was shocked by the black-clothed young man in front of him. The power of his knife is fast and fast, and ordinary people are absolutely unable to dodge, but this black-clothed young man seems to be able to avoid this knife lightly, and his martial arts are really strong and cannot be underestimated.

Pan Haitian didn't dare to be careless, and at the moment when the blade of the knife smashed the boulder and the gravel splashed, he quickly changed his move, holding the handle of the knife and slashing upwards diagonally. Slashed towards the boy's waist.

At this moment, he was no more than a foot away from the young man, and the big sword was no more than five inches away from him. And he shot very fast, if this knife is really cut, it will definitely make him break the gong with one move, and he will never be able to stand up again. But Pan Haitian still underestimated the light skills and adaptability of the young man in black.

At the moment when Pan Haitian changed his moves, the young man in black seemed to have noticed it. In Pan Haitian

The moment he swung the knife upward, the black-clothed young man's figure suddenly moved, and he jumped backwards, causing Pan Haitian's knife to slash into the air again. The blade slashed through the air.

Pan Haitian was shocked into a cold sweat, woke up more than half of the wine, and smiled: "Good boy, martial arts are good, but Pan doesn't know if you are here to test my sword skills or light skills?"

The black-clothed young man smiled slightly, and said, "Senior Pan, don't misunderstand, I don't fight back but it's for your own good, my knife is a divine weapon, if it is chopped with you, it will definitely be cut off." ”

Pan Haitian's face was cloudy, and he shouted, "Did you kid come to entertain me on purpose?" roared, strode over, and unleashed his 7749 Great Closing Knife Technique, the sword light turned into several cold lights, and directly attacked the black-clothed young man.

The black-clothed young man smiled slightly, and said, "Senior Pan, this is going to be serious, if I don't fight back, I'm afraid I will really be hurt by you!" raised the swarthy knife in his hand and submerged into the chaotic cold light. It was like an eagle rushing into a flock of birds, opening and closing wide and opening its bow to the left and right. Several cold rays of light were all blocked by the black-clothed young man, and they dimmed one after another.

Pan Haitian's sword technique, which had been rampant in the rivers and lakes for decades, was actually cracked by this black-clothed young man! Pan Haitian's cold sweat broke out, and his heart suddenly panicked. In this panic, the palm of the knife is messed up. Originally, he was restrained by the young man in black, and this chapter was messed up, which was even more taboo.

The young man in black also saw that he was out of order, smiled slightly, took a step back, stretched out his hand and handed the knife forward, the blade was extremely sharp, and he instantly cut off the three fingers of his right hand.

For a while, blood splattered in the sky, Pan Haitian screamed non-stop, the big knife fell to the ground, and he also lay on the ground and covered the wound and rolled in pain.

Jin He and Duan Xiaolou exclaimed in surprise and came over. Duan Xiaolou hurriedly sealed Pan Haitian's acupoint, and the blood flow slowed down. Seeing that his senior brother had three fingers cut off by him, both of them were furious, Jin He shouted: "Since you broke your senior brother's knife technique, even if you win, why do you want to break his fingers!"

The black-clothed young man smiled slightly and said, "Since his sword skills are not as good as mine, then he is not worthy of using a knife anymore." I cut off his finger because I wanted him to wash his hands and go home to recuperate. ”

"You demon, see if I don't kill you to avenge my senior brother!" Jin He roared angrily, pulled out the Ling Xiao sword from his waist, and stabbed at the black-clothed young man.

This Ling Xiao Sword is the sword of Ling Xuzi, the former head of the Kongtong Sect. Ling Xuzi was known as the "Three Uniques of Martial Arts" back then, which were the three uniques of sword, swordsmanship and boxing. But the most powerful thing about Ling Xuzi was his self-created Ling Xiao Sword Technique.

It is rumored that Ling Xuzi was the leader of the Kongtong faction when he was young, and his talent was extremely high. But he is impulsive and irritable, and often fights with people on the rivers and lakes for a little thing. His martial arts are extremely high, he has few opponents, and the disciples of other sects who often fight have blue noses and swollen faces, broken legs and broken hands. Disciples of other sects often come to Kongtong Mountain to find his master to theorize. Although his master often reprimanded him, he also refused to change his ways. Later, in a fit of rage, his master locked him up in a cave in the back mountain and told him to think about it. But he never thought that he would find a mural left by the Taoist immortal Guangchengzi in the depths of the cave. When he was bored, he practiced according to the movements on the mural, and found that the mural was actually a set of incomparably mysterious martial arts cheats.

He is gifted and intelligent, and his understanding is extremely high, and he has created a set of equally mysterious swordsmanship according to the martial arts in this set of murals. It's this Ling Xiao sword technique. Compared with the Taiji swordsmanship of Wudang Mountain and the Liangyi Xuanguang Sword of Longhu Mountain, it is also surpassed.

There are only thirty moves in this set of swordsmanship, which is Ling Xuozi's simplification, taking its essence and removing its dross, each move is extremely mysterious and endlessly changing. Jin He stabbed at the center of the black-clothed young man's eyebrows with a sword, which was the "Xuanyuan asked" in Ling Xiao's swordsmanship.

The black-clothed boy moved his feet to avoid the blow. stepped back, withdrew the swarthy knife, and then slipped out a soft sword from his sleeve, and said, "Since the senior Jin uses a sword, the junior also uses the sword to ask you for advice!"

"Whatever you use, you will die under my Lingxiao Sword!" Jin He shouted, took a vertical step forward, and slashed towards his shoulder, which was a move "Fantian God Seal". The black-clothed young man was not in a hurry, and swung his soft sword towards Ling Xiaojian.

This move "Fantian God Seal" is based on the strength of the force, only seeking to cut off the opponent's weapon with one blow to achieve the effect of defeating the enemy with one move, so although the move is more than fast but not enough. The Ling Xiao sword slammed into the soft sword, and the soft sword was bent like a shrimp by it, but it was not broken because of it.

Because Jin He was extremely fast in this move, if he resisted it, the sword body would have been broken long ago. But this soft sword did the opposite, not fighting hard, but bending little by little with its attack, unloading most of the strength of the blade. But just as in a strong wind, a large tree is often blown by the wind, but a small grass that is many times weaker than a large tree can stand firmly in the wind. Big trees don't know how to follow the trend, and they will naturally break when they are hard against the wind, while the grass will swing with the wind and know how to bow their heads, so they can survive.

Rou Kegang has been passed down since ancient times, and naturally there is a reason for him. Jin Hezai's Ling Xiao sword pressed down hard, and the soft sword that was pressed was drawn into a circle, but it was still not broken. Jin He roared angrily, drew his long sword, and used a move "Clear Sky Sweeping", slashing horizontally at the young man's chest. The young man didn't dare to resist it, but took a step back, avoiding his attack, and reached out to shake the soft sword, and the blade stabbed towards Jin Hezai's face. Jin He flashed sideways, but he couldn't avoid it, and most of his left ear was cut off by the blade of the sword, and his entire cheek was bloody.

Jin He screamed miserably, and as soon as his hand was loosened, he was snatched the Ling Xiao Sword in his hand by the black-clothed young man, and threw it into the deep valley with his backhand!

The black-clothed young man laughed and said, "Senior Jin, you are also defeated by my men, and this Lingxiao Sword will not be able to be used in the future!"

Before the words fell, he saw a black shadow rise from the ground, and his hands turned into fists and attacked the black-clothed boy. The fist wind is whistling, and it is extremely fast. The black-clothed young man exclaimed in surprise and jumped backwards. Duan Xiaolou slammed his fists on the rocks, and suddenly the rocks shattered into several pieces!

The black-clothed young man laughed and said, "It is worthy of the boxing technique created by Ling Xuzi's predecessors when he was young, and it is indeed fast and strong, and it is not inferior to the strong Vajra palm of Shaolin Temple." His face suddenly changed, he withdrew the soft sword, revealing a pair of fleshy palms, and said: "The junior doesn't know how to box, so use a set of palm techniques to teach Duan senior's tiger boxing!"

Duan Xiaolou stepped forward, his fists were handed out, his arms seemed to have a thousand strengths, and he attacked the black-clothed young man with a strong fist style. The boy felt that the air around him had also become heavy, as if he was attracted by his fist wind, and turned into a force pressing towards him.

The young man in black didn't dare to be careless, and used Xuangong to resist this thick fist wind, and stretched out his right palm to slap it. Duan Xiaolou's fists were like the wind, his fists were like dragons and tigers, extremely fast, his moves were unpredictable, and his fist speed was extremely fast. But the young man in black can see the tricks with only one hand, and he is inseparable from him, and he is really powerful.

The two made more than 30 moves in a row, but they didn't win or lose. On the contrary, Duan Xiaolou was already sweating profusely, his physical strength was exhausted, his punching speed slowed down, and his strength gradually weakened. The young man in black saw the clue, smiled slightly, and slapped Duan Xiaolou's fist with one palm. A scorching internal force came from his palm, and it hit the dantian directly along the bloodline.

Duan Xiaolou took a step back, only to feel that a raging fire seemed to be burning in his body, and the pain was unbearable. He hurriedly used his internal strength to suppress this internal force, but he never thought that this fire energy would be running around in his body like a living thing.

The black-clothed young man laughed and said, "My palm contains the power of open fire, you need to use a strong internal force to force it out." Otherwise, the fire will run through your body and burn your internal organs!"

Duan Xiaolou knew that what he said was true, and hurriedly crossed his knees

And sitting, sink down, sit and breathe, concentrate the internal force on the dantian, and urge the fire energy to go up the throat, actually wanting to spew it out in the mouth. The young man in black seemed to see what he meant, laughed, stepped in front of him, and covered his mouth and nose with one hand, preventing him from spewing fire from his mouth.

Duan Xiaolou is concentrating on forcing out that internal force at the moment, and he can't be distracted, otherwise his previous efforts will be wasted. Pan Haitian and Jin Hezai were also injured and could not come to stop the young man in black. Now he is like a lamb on a board, to be slaughtered.

Duan Xiaolou used his internal force to force the fire into his mouth, but he was sealed by the black-clothed young man, and he couldn't squirt out. If this fire had stayed in his mouth for a little longer, it would have burned his throat as well. Duan Xiaolou's face showed a hint of determination, and he forced the fire upwards with all his strength, and suddenly, his left eyeball showed a blood-red color, and the black-clothed young man was startled and shouted, "Good guy, did you actually come out here?"

Before the words fell, only a bang was heard, and Duan Xiaolou's left eyeball exploded, and a stream of blood arrows gushed out, leaving only an empty blood hole in his left eye.

In the blink of an eye, the three elders of the Kongtong faction, who had been famous for a long time, were all defeated by this young man. But I saw the young man standing up, standing with his hands in his hands, his clothes fluttering, like an immortal, and said: "The three of them have all been defeated in my hands, then according to our previous agreement, I will ask the three of you for something, if you don't agree, then don't blame my subordinates for being ruthless!"

Although all three were defeated by the young man, they were all indignant. Pan Haitian asked viciously, "Who are you, and what do you want when you come to Kongtong Mountain?"

The black-clothed young man smiled slightly and said, "I sent someone to ask for that thing a month ago, but instead of giving it, the three elders injured the person I sent, have they forgotten?"

When the three of them heard this, they were all shocked, and shouted in unison: "You are Xiao Tianyu, the sect leader of the Xuanming Sect!"

It turned out that a month ago, Xiao Tianyu had sent Yuan Zhenbei, one of the four protectors of the Dharma, to ask for a treasure of the Kongtong faction, called "Yin Yang Sutra". Legend is a strange book left by Guangchengzi, which contains profound medical skills, which can bring people back to life, and has been regarded as a treasure by the Kongtong faction for thousands of years.

A month ago, a young man who claimed to be one of the four protectors of the Xuanming Sect, Yuan Zhenbei, came to Kongtong Mountain to ask for the book. This person's martial arts are extremely high, and he has defeated more than 20 masters of the Kongtong faction in a row, and he is invincible. In the end, it was the three elders who took action to defeat him.

Jin He suddenly realized, and shouted: "No wonder I saw that your soft sword was very familiar just now, it seems that I have seen it somewhere, it turns out that you are the master of the demon surnamed Yuan, you ruthless and vicious devil, even if we die, we will not hand over the Yin Yang Sutra!"

Xiao Tianyu sighed and said, "I didn't want to take it for myself when I came to ask for the Yin Yang Sutra. I just want to borrow it and I'll return it when I'm done. You Kongtong faction is really stingy, you don't borrow it, and you also hurt my protector, this account can't but be settled with you!"

"Phew!" Pan Haitian spat and scolded: "Who doesn't know your devil's style? I'm afraid that after this book is lent to you, it will never come back." Since the three of our brothers and sisters are defeated in your hands, if you want to kill them, you have to listen to them!"

Xiao Tianyu sneered and said, "I didn't expect the three of you to be very backbone. I won't kill you today, but let you stay in this world and live!"

After speaking, Xiao Tianyu jumped up, his figure disappeared into the vast night, and disappeared!

When he heard Pan Haitian and the three of them tell, Zhao Yanfa had already guessed that the mysterious black-clothed young man was Xiao Tianyu. Although he had been prepared, but after hearing the three of them say his name, Zhao Yanfa was still indignant, clenched his fists, and shouted: "I never thought that this demon would be so inch-inch." A few days ago, he sent people to wash the Flying Snow Sect outside the gate with blood, and now he has injured three seniors. If he is allowed to continue to do evil, I am afraid that the entire rivers and lakes will be bloody!"

Pan Haitian, Jin He, Duan Xiaolou and the three of them suddenly got up and knelt down in front of Zhao Yanfa, tears were in their eyes, and shouted: "Lord Zhao League, with your current reputation, you seem to be already the leader of the righteous martial arts, and please ask the leader of the Zhao League to be the master of the three of us, for the righteous martial arts, and for the entire rivers and lakes, we can't let Xiao Tianyu, the devil, continue to do nonsense!"

Zhao Yanfa hurriedly helped the three of them up and said, "The three seniors don't have to make this big gift. The younger generation has already asked the brothers of the Martial Arts League to send out heroic posts, convene the people in the righteous martial arts, hold a martial arts conference, and elect a respected martial arts alliance leader to lead us to the righteous martial arts to fight against those demon sect demons, with me, I will not let them continue to do evil!"

When the three of them heard this, they were even more excited, and they kept saying that Zhao Yanfa understood the righteousness and the world in his heart, and was a great hero and hero. Zhao Yanfa suddenly remembered something and asked, "Do the three seniors know what happened to Xiao Tianyu's demon begging for your sect's Yin Yang Sutra? Could it really be that there is something unspeakable?"

Pan Haitian shouted: "The Lord of the Zhao League also thinks too highly of him. Since ancient times, the Demon Cult has been ruthless and acting strangely. "Yin Yang Sutra" is probably just a gimmick for him to want to kill!"

Zhao Yanfa also felt reasonable. But he had been in contact with Xiao Tianyu for a while, and felt that although he was ruthless, he was also a person who knew the general situation, why did he seem to be a different person since he came back from the North Pole? Could it be that he had been hiding himself at that time, and his true nature was exposed after he came back? Or did he really have something unspeakable?

Suddenly, he remembered Xu Lanwei again, a trace of loneliness flashed in his heart, and he secretly shouted: Lanwei, are you doing well there?

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On the Fire God Peak of Qilian Mountain, the night was dark at this moment, and Xiao Tianyu, the leader of the Xuanming Sect, was holding his hands behind his back and looking at the wall behind him. There was a sound of footsteps, and a figure walked in, knelt on the ground, his voice was hoarse, and shouted: "The sect leader is above, Liu Qianyun at the entrance of the seventh hall will meet you, congratulations to the sect leader on getting out!"

Xiao Tianyu turned his head, smiled slightly, and said, "Hall Master Liu is back, it's hard work, have you brought things back?"

Liu Qianyun reached out and took out a long wooden box from his arms, held it in his hand, and said, "The Changbai Mountain thousand-year-old ginseng of the Feixue Sect is inside, please ask the master to take a look!"

"No need!" Xiao Tianyu smiled slightly and said, "Master Liu does things without leakage, I am very relieved." With a wave of his hand, a Xuanming Sect disciple walked out from the side and took the wooden box in Liu Qianyun's hand.

Xiao Tianyu said: "You will send the ginseng to Zhang Protector early tomorrow morning, and let her go to the Immortal Valley to boil it for the Holy Maiden!"

"Yes!" the disciple took the order. Liu Qianyun also said: "Sect Leader Sheng'an, subordinates retire!"

Xiao Tianyu stopped him and said, "Master Liutang stays, I have something to tell you in this seat." ”

Liu Qianyun stopped and said, "Sect Master, please command!"

Xiao Tianyu sighed softly and said, "Do you still remember that there was a spirit envoy named Yan Zheng in the mouth of the seventh hall who died in the Jiangnan area for no reason?"

Liu Qianyun said: "My subordinates naturally remember that my subordinates have been sending people to inquire about the whereabouts of the murderer on the rivers and lakes, but it has never been effective, and I asked the master to punish him!"

Xiao Tianyu shook his head and said, "Yan Zheng's death has nothing to do with you, you don't have to be like this." I want to tell you that the murderer who killed the Spirit Rhino Yan Zheng has been found by the disciples of the Xuanming Sect!"

Liu Qianyun's eyes lit up and asked, "Who is that person?"

Xiao Tianyu nodded and said, "When you mention his name, you should have heard of it." It is the owner of the 'three-character order' that once made the gangs in the south of the Yangtze River panic and frightened, and now Ye Linfeng, the gang leader of the 36th Gang of the United Column who is fighting against Zhang Shicheng and Fang Guozhen in Yangzhou!"

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