Ghost-faced Yama sent many people to destroy all the sects besieging him, even if the leader of the martial arts alliance sent all the heroes to help, there were still dozens of sects that were destroyed, including some big-name sects, such as the Laoshan faction and the Huashan faction.

As the so-called killing of 1,000 enemies and self-loss of 800, the loss of the Yama Palace was not small, and the iron pen judge, the messenger Han Dong and others were killed one after another, which made the entire Jianghu frightened and extremely excited. As for Shen Guhong, who killed them, his reputation was even more primary, and the ranking of the Divine Arrow Boy was even more than that of the world's No. 1 Son, Xianyun Gongzi, Hua Feiyu, surpassing the Wine Boy and the Night Rain Sword Bai Gongzi.

This year's heavy snow is relatively fair, whether it is the Jiangnan region or the north, it has already been covered with a thick layer. In Bianjing City, ordinary people have already gone out despite the heavy snow, and there are many people clearing snow on the streets.

This is an ordinary house in Bianjing City, but no one has to sweep the snow in front of the door. People in the past won't take a second look at this place, after all, this place is indeed too ordinary, but the people who live in it are not ordinary.

Since that night's siege, Ghost-faced Yama has kept his residence extremely secretive, and in less than a month, he has changed five or six residences in the Bianjing City, three of which are mansions, and the rest are ordinary farmhouse yards.

Although the snow outside the door was not swept away, the courtyard was swept clean, and the ghost-faced Yama lived in a house in the northern corner of the courtyard. It was freezing at the moment, and the house was already lit with charcoal, but the ghost-faced Yama was standing in the courtyard, looking at the sky full of clouds, and there was a fierce color in his eyes.

"Hall Master, your injuries are not completely healed, you better go back to the house and rest!" The red curtain is still dressed in red, and his white and tender handsome face exudes a feminine aura, but his injuries are not yet fully healed, so he is a little pale.

"Great Elder, Yin Shengqiu, Wu Xueyang, Han Dong and others have been killed at Shen Guhong's hands one after another, is this Shen Guhong really so powerful?"

When the red curtain heard this, the yellow light that was fast and lightning flashed in his mind, and a look of fear flashed in his eyes, and he only heard him say: "His archery skills have been passed down by Lu Guixin, and he has a spirit treasure bow and a wind-chasing arrow, which is really difficult to deal with!"

"So his greatest skill is archery?" Ghost-faced Yama glanced back at the red curtain and walked into the room first.

The red curtain followed, and when he entered the house, he closed the door. The two sat in front of the charcoal brazier, and the red curtain said: "Yes, his most powerful kung fu is archery!"

"Then if we find a way to snatch his bow and arrows, how sure are you that you can beat him?" asked Ghost-faced Yama.

The red curtain shook his head and said, "The subordinates are not sure to beat him!"

Ghost-faced Yama nodded, not saying anything. At this time, the red curtain said: "Without a bow and arrow, he is definitely not your opponent of the hall master!"

Ghost-faced Yama said: "If you want to kill someone, no matter how strong his martial arts are, he can always think of a way, but he has what he wants, and this is the real reason why he can return to today!"

The red curtain said: "Shen Guhong is not easy to deal with, although the hall master is unparalleled in the world, his subordinates still don't want the hall master to underestimate him!"

Ghost-faced Yama said lightly, "You are the only one who dares to speak like this in front of me!"

"The hall master tolerates his subordinates, that's just that what his subordinates say is the truth!" The red curtain did not change his complexion, and there was no fear at all.

Ghost-faced Yama chuckled lightly and said, "Yes, if you want to deal with Shen Guhong, you really have to think in the long run, withdraw all the people and horses, let's be quiet for a while." ”

"What does the hall master mean that there is no need to continue attacking those sects?" asked Red Curtain .

Ghost-faced Yama nodded: "No need, I said, no matter how many fools kill those fools, it won't help, now this seat has to concentrate on dealing with Shen Gu and get what this seat wants!"

The red curtain said: "As the hall master said, killing people like Shen Guhong is not by force, but in strategy, and if you want to get something like that, strategy is even more important, it seems that the hall master you already have a plan?"

Ghost-faced Yama said: "It's hard to say all this, by the way, it seems that it will be autumn again in August next year, and it will be a new round of students' season after ten years of hard study!"

The red curtain nodded: "The hall master is going to arrange some people in the court?"

Ghost-faced Yama said: "They do things for this seat, so naturally they want to give them benefits." ”

The red curtain heard this, but did not answer. But at this moment, a black and impermanent voice came from outside the door: "Hall Master, my subordinates have something important to report!"

"Say!" Ghost-faced Yama didn't call Black Impermanence into the house, so he naturally didn't dare.

Hei Wuchang said: "The multi-faceted judge has gone to Chang'an!"

Ghost-faced Yama said lightly: "If you go, you will go, make a fuss, retreat!"

"Yes!" replied Black Impermanence, and exited the courtyard.

In the room, the charcoal fire was blazing, and the eyes under the ghost-faced Yama mask were slightly closed, and no one knew what he was thinking. Red Curtain said at this time: "She went to Chang'an, naturally for Wu Xueyang!"

Ghost-faced Yama said: "Wu Xueyang has been with her in the Kongtong faction for many years, but now she has died on Kongtong Mountain, so she naturally wants to go and see what is going on." ”

The red curtain said: "Wu Xueyang is actually Su Yi's cousin, and the two of them have long admired each other, otherwise with Wu Xueyang's cunning and cold-bloodedness, how could they help Su Yi do things?"

"This was known to the Throne when they entered the temple!" said Ghost-Faced Yama, opening his eyes.

The red curtain said: "So my subordinates are afraid that she will go to Shen Guhong to fight hard, in this way, she has only one way to die!"

Ghost-faced Yan Luo said: "Don't worry, the Su family's revenge has not been avenged, she will definitely not look for the dead, but it is inevitable to find trouble with Shen Guhong." ”

"The bad is bad here, if she really goes to Shen Guhong's trouble, it will also be a fatal move!"

Ghost-faced Yama glanced at the red curtain and said, "Don't underestimate Su Yi. ”

"Yes!" Red Curtain replied, but he thought in his heart: "The hall master said that he would be quiet for a while, but now he didn't stop Su Yi, it seems that he has to be really quiet." ”

In nearly twenty days, the people of the Kongtong faction had already sent Jiang Daofang's body back to Shuzhong. The people of the Shuzhong Sword Sect did not embarrass the disciples of the Kongtong Sect, but they also did not let them stay. Among the Sword Sect, all the disciples at the moment are wearing white filial piety clothes and white cloths, which is the coldest winter of the Sword Sect in Shu.

Jiang Cailing knelt in front of the mourning hall, the whole person was numb, when Jiang Daofang went out of Sichuan, she opposed it many times, but it didn't work, and was punished by Jiang Daofang in the faction to think about it behind closed doors, today Jiang Daofang's body was sent back to the faction, but it made her almost collapse physically and mentally.

"Senior sister, pay attention to your body, there are many things waiting for you to deal with!" A disciple of the Shuzhong Sword Sect walked up.

Jiang Cailing sighed and said, "This door is deserted now, the senior brothers have gone, what else is there to deal with?" Xiao Wu, after everything is done here, you can also go!"

After Jiang Daofang's death, the disciples of the Shuzhong Sword Sect left a lot, and few of them were left who would really care about Jiang Daofang's death. They stayed, just to occupy the Shuzhong Sword Sect. It's just that there are some people who think of kindness, such as this young disciple called Xiao Wu.

"No matter what Senior Sister says, I won't leave the Shuzhong Sword Sect!" Xiao Wu's expression was firm, not just talking.

"Senior sister, after Master's funeral today, let's discuss the succession of the head of the family!" A man about thirty years old walked in, looking at Jiang Cailing's back in filial piety, and the fiery color in his eyes flashed. He is none other than Zheng Xiaoren, the second disciple of Jiang Daofang. Of course, when Han Dong didn't pretend to be a disciple of Jiang Daofang, he was a big disciple, and since Han Dong's identity was clear, the people in the faction still called him a senior brother.

After Jiang Daofang descended to the Yama Palace, Jiang Cailing had already planned that one day the Shuzhong Sword Sect would embark on the road of destruction, but she didn't expect it to come so quickly, there are few people in this Sword Sect nowadays, and who is the head of the sect can do what? Moreover, she has never had an idea about the so-called head position, and said at the moment: "The matter in the faction, the senior brother will have the final say in the future!"

When Zheng Xiaoren heard this, his eyes flashed with joy. But at this moment, another young man walked into the mourning hall, he snorted coldly, and said, "The matter in the faction, what the senior sister said doesn't count, and what the senior brother said doesn't count!"

The person who spoke was Zheng Xiaoren's junior brother Jia Maipeng, and there were several disciples of the Shuzhong Sword Sect who walked in with him.

Zheng Xiaoren's eyes narrowed slightly, and he said lightly: "Senior brother, I am the senior brother of this sect, if I say it, it doesn't count, do you have the final say?"

Jia Maipeng said: "We are all people in the martial arts, then use our strength to speak, draw the sword, senior brother, whoever wins today is the head of the sword faction in Shu!"

Zheng Xiaoren said: "Okay, then let's use the sword to speak!"

Xiao Wu said angrily at this time: "Two senior brothers, Master's body has not yet entered the body, how can you do this?"

"Look for death!" Jia Maipeng took a step forward, and the sword in his hand suddenly came out of its sheath, and a cold light came out. But at this moment, Jiang Cailing's sleeves were stroked, and a soft force met Jia Maipeng's long sword, Jia Maipeng was originally a sword that was nine out of ten and was hit by that force, and the tiger's mouth couldn't help but feel numb, and he almost couldn't hold his sword. At that moment, a look of surprise flashed in his eyes, but he didn't make another move.

"You guys go out!" Jiang Cailing's voice carried an irrepressible anger, and the temperature of the entire mourning hall instantly decreased. Zheng Xiaoren and Jia Maipeng both trembled, and a look of jealousy flashed in their eyes, obviously Jiang Cailing's martial arts were definitely above the two of them.

"In my opinion, the head of the Shuzhong Sword Sect should be done by the person who avenged the head of Jiang!" A voice came from outside, and I saw a tall man walking into the mourning hall, and the disciples of the Shuzhong Sword Sect all drew their swords at this time and pointed at the person who came.

"Who are you? You dare to come and break into my Shuzhong Sword Sect!" Zheng Xiaoren took the long sword out of his waist and stabbed at the comer. Jia Maipeng also took out his sword at this time. The two of them attacked one after the other, and attacked left and right.

The body of the man was slightly on one side, and while avoiding Zheng Xiaoren's sword, his right hand reached out, and his index finger and middle finger were opened, clamping Jia Maipeng's sword. After this action was completed, the person who came slapped out with his left palm, forcing Zheng Xiaoren to retreat, and then shouted loudly: "Stop!"