Qingcheng, although it is very close to the Qinglong Holy Courtyard, is not peaceful.

If nothing else, the fact that hundreds of monks died overnight last night alone is already telling.

And.

Lu Qingshan couldn't help but deeply suspect that these things that were happening now might be intentional by the Holy Court.

Therefore, Lu Qingshan was more vigilant and precautionary when he went out.

When the Black Fire Bull noticed some monks in the distance, his eyes were thoughtful, and Lu Qingshan also paid attention, and asked in a low voice, "Is it them?"

What Lu Qingshan asked was naturally the assassination last night.

The Black Fire Bull nodded slightly, and said, "Their cultivation aura is somewhat close, but it is obvious that their cultivation is too weak, and they are definitely not the ones who shot last night!" However, although they are not the same person, the exercises they cultivate are obviously the same!"

Black Fire Bull's instincts are accurate.

In the past, the Black Fire Ox was a holy beast, and even though it was no longer a holy beast now, in some ways, the Black Fire Ox was far beyond its current realm.

"Maybe they come from the same division, maybe they are blood relatives, but as long as we have a goal, it's fine!" Lu Qingshan chuckled, his eyes were cold, and he said in a deep voice: "We can't let people sneak attack once in vain, and be indifferent afterwards!"

If others didn't come to provoke Lu Qingshan, Lu Qingshan would naturally not be idle and have nothing to do to provoke them.

As for eradicating some potential opponents in advance, Lu Qingshan is reluctant to do so, and even more disdainful of doing so.

"Hmm, I didn't expect that with such good luck today, I would even meet an accomplished sword cultivator!" The monks who were suspicious of the Black Fire Bull came from a distance, and when they passed by Lu Qingshan, they suddenly stopped their pace, and one of the monks with a jade face said in surprise.

When a monk cultivates, his temperament will change more or less.

Lu Qingshan has been practicing sword skills all year round, and even though he deliberately restrained his cultivation, he still revealed an unyielding sword intent on his body all the time.

Do not succumb to the sky, do not succumb to the earth, do not succumb to anyone!

It is still uncertain that these monks have a certain relationship with the person who attacked last night, so Lu Qingshan did not draw his sword to face each other, but said with a smile: "Your Excellency has an extraordinary temperament, and your kendo cultivation is even more unpredictable, this is the real achievement!

Lu Qingshan's words, the front is praising the other party, and the back is humbling.

But I never thought that next to the monk with a face like jade, there was a monk with a slightly hideous face, and suddenly sneered and said: "There is some self-knowledge, if it is about kendo cultivation in this world, our Senior Brother Xiahou should be the first, and no one in the world can surpass it!"

Hear the words.

The monk with a face like jade didn't know where to take out a folding fan, opened the folding fan with a "bang", fanned it gently, and said: "Senior Brother Kenshin, what you said is too much, Senior Brother, I am just a beginner in kendo, and I am far from being the first in the world!"

Although Xiahou Renjie said this, the pride in his eyes was very obvious.

Ying Jianxin laughed dryly, his hideous face looked a little terrifying, and said: "Senior Brother Xiahou is really too humble, the first in the world is the first in the world, if someone is not convinced, you can come over and challenge, and when the time comes, you will fight until you are satisfied." Moreover, Senior Brother Xiahou's understanding of the way of the sword is what the saint ancestor in the sect has personally praised!"

Xiahou was proud, but he still pretended to be modest.

Beside him, except for Ying Jianxin, the rest of the monks also spoke, and a series of good words were all sent up, and Xiahou Renjie smiled even brighter.

"If Your Excellency's kendo cultivation is the first in the world, then I don't know how many of the Qinglong Sword Saint's kendo cultivation should be the second in the world?"

Hear the words.

Xiahou Renjie was stunned for a moment, a trace of displeasure appeared in the depths of his eyes, and the monks beside him were very embarrassed, but Ying Jian showed a sneer in his heart, and defended: "The Qinglong Sword Saint is the number one master in the Eastern Regions, so naturally it is not within the scope of our discussion. But you, the black fire cow, spewing dung all over your mouth, are really hateful. If I can't teach you a lesson today, I'm afraid you will be crushed on the head of my Terran monk!"

While!

Ying Jianxin pulled out the long sword behind him, flicked his fingers on it, and stabbed at the Black Fire Ox.

"You actually said that this seat is full of dung? You must know that what this seat just said is the Green Dragon Sword Saint, isn't you insulting the Green Dragon Sword Saint when you say that?" the Black Fire Bull grinned and spoke sinisterly.

Meantime.

The figure of the Black Fire Bull flickered, and it was very easy to avoid Ying Jianxin's sword.

"That's it!"

Xiahou Renjie came to grab Ying Jianxin, and said, "I'm really sorry! I'm sorry! I'm sorry! My junior brother Jianxin doesn't mean to insult the Qinglong Sword Saint! Absolutely not! I, Xiahou Renjie, can assure you!"

After speaking.

Xiahou Renjie pulled Ying Jianxin and quickly led people away.

When they were all far away, Lu Qingshan said, "How is it?

"To be sure, it's them!" Black Fire Bull said confidently, "Their sword skills are the same as the people who attacked us last night, they are definitely in a group." Moreover, what makes me very sure is that just now, I sensed that the demi-saint who shot last night was hidden around, but there are too many people, and we are not too easy to find!"

"There is a half-saint-level sword cultivator who has been staring at us!" Chen Zhu added, "A half-saint-level sword cultivator, even if he hides his cultivation and his own aura, his own temperament is like a sharp sword, and it is a little difficult for people to ignore it!"

Even Chenzhu said so, then, the person who shot last night was probably the demi-saint in Xiahou Renjie's division.

"This Xiahou Renjie ......" Chen Zhu suddenly frowned slightly.

"What's wrong?" Lu Qingshan Chenzhu suddenly frowned and asked.

"I remember that there was a saint in the Wind and Fire Prefecture whose surname was Xiahou, and their ancestor Xiahou was a saint, and his swordsmanship was very good!

There are nineteen states in the world, and the Eastern Regions only occupy three states.

This state of wind and fire is one of them.

"Shall we inquire about it?" Lu Qingshan put forward his opinion, since he is an enemy, it is better to know himself and his opponent.

Half an hour later.

Lu Qingshan finally got the news he wanted.

Xiahou Renjie is indeed the son of Xiahou Gate Valve in Fenghuo Prefecture, and his identity is very noble, and he is actually the seventh generation of Xiahou Ancestor's favorite descendant!!

Xiahou ancestor once praised Xiahou Renjie's understanding of swordsmanship, which was the first in the world among the younger generation.

Lu Qingshan also inquired that the Xiahou Gate Valve was actually a half-gate valve and a half-sect, and they not only cultivated the descendants of the Xiahou lineage and the side lineage, but also accepted disciples with foreign surnames to enter the Xiahou Sect to cultivate.

For example, the monk Ying Jianxin, who followed Xiahou Renjie, was one of the best, and won the love of Xiahou Renjie and Xiahou's high-level officials!

Lu Qingshan's eyes showed a chill, and he said leisurely: "This person's heart, it's the most complicated! I have nothing to do with the Xiahou Gate Valve, but they want to eradicate me!"

Meantime.

In a very luxurious mansion.

Xiahou Renjie led people back.

After Xiahou Renjie sent everyone down, a monk with a hood hidden in the dark suddenly walked out.

"Uncle Yun, the person you wanted to kill last night, I took a look today, although he is a rare kendo master, but in my opinion, he is too far away from me to pose a threat at all, but why do you still want to kill him?" Xiahou Renjie was very puzzled in his heart, and now he finally asked.

Uncle Yun took off his hood, revealing a half-ruined face, and said with a smile: "With your cultivation, there are too few things that can be seen, I am a half-saint, and I am also a sword cultivator, so I can sense more, that young man's kendo cultivation, I am afraid that it is not below you, and it will inevitably pose a certain threat to you in this assessment!"

"How is that possible?" Xiahou Renjie didn't want to believe.

You think you are the number one in the world, but in fact, if you change places, you will find that you are not the number one in the world at all!" Uncle Yun shook his head.

"Even if he is not the first in the world, at least the top three are still stable! Moreover, even if that young man can pose a certain threat to me, if I want to destroy him, ten moves are enough!" Xiahou Renjie was not convinced, and at the same time he was full of absolute confidence in himself.

Uncle Yun smiled and said, "Things are not that simple, if it is just a threat to the assessment, Uncle Yun will not make a move for you, but you must know that this time your purpose is not only to become a disciple of the inner courtyard of the Holy Academy, but also to become a disciple of the Holy Sword Peak in the Holy Academy, so as to obtain the inheritance of the Holy Sword Peak! If that young man is still alive, I am afraid that it will affect you at that time!"

After speaking, Uncle Yun secretly added in his heart, "Actually, I'm afraid that you are completely unqualified! The sword will exuded by that young man is simply born for the sword! If such a person is not eradicated in advance, where is your qualification?"

Xiahou Renjie pondered for a moment and said, "If that's the case, then ask Uncle Yun to strike again and kill him! Only the dead will not pose a threat to me!"

Xiahou Renjie naturally has his vicious side, and when he said these words now, his eyes were full of chills.

Apparently.

Xiahou Renjie has definitely done a lot of such things!

Uncle Yun nodded slightly, and said: "I know this, but I'm afraid it will take a few days to make another move, and if I fail to make a move last night, they will inevitably become vigilant! However, the inheritance of the Holy Sword Peak will definitely be yours!"