It was himself and the Immortal Knife who were wanted, and Chen Weiming was stunned.

To a certain extent, this seems to be a very normal thing, after all, he and the Immortal Sword are people from the Smoke Cloud Pavilion, and on the way to escape, they have never died, and it is normal for the Empire to be a wanted killer. But from another point of view, this is not normal.

First of all, he and the Dark Knife are rookie killers, and it has only been half a year since they became killers from killer apprentices.

And it is impossible for Yanyun Pavilion to completely shrink into the corner of the Pangu Continent, and it must have many killers lurking all over this continent if it can become the four major forces, and to some extent, it may even become an unspoken rule.

In contrast, these people are stronger and more threatening than themselves and the Blade. But along the way, I didn't see those people wanted by the Empire, but he wanted himself and the Dark Knife, and even used a second-level wanted warrant to the same extent, you must know that only the Shadow Ones can go to the first-level wanted warrant.

Secondly, the two escaped all the way, and the sword killed an unknown number of people, but because of his embarrassed image, blood stained face, and foggy clothes, it is impossible for those who escaped to have the strength to see his appearance clearly.

As for himself, not to mention, he would be a beggar, and he would hang his head all the time, and those who escaped would not see clearly who he was. But the two wanted notices on the bulletin board are more than ninety percent similar to the two. And how did the empire become so clear?

Of course, the more important thing is the previous point: why does the empire attach so much importance to itself and the Mortal Sword.

What he saw and what he suspected was transmitted to the other party, and the sword was stunned for a moment, and then scolded: "Lao Tzu must have been affected by you, Qinglian Sword Song killed people!"

Li Qinglian back then was a strange person, with an evil spirit in her fairy spirit. He defected from the Smoke Cloud Pavilion, but he didn't join other strengths, so to speak, in those years, he was like the fifth force, wherever he went, he made trouble.

Many of the Yanyun Pavilion died in his hands, and there were also many people from other forces who died in his hands, and so did the empire, and even included many royal disciples. No force wants to see another such person, especially if it is still in a hostile position.

Since the Demon Gate can go until Chen Weiming knows about the Qinglian Sword Song, it is not surprising that the empire knows about it.

"It may not be that simple!" Chen Weiming shook his head: "If they are really so jealous, the notice should be killed, instead of letting others not do it, and only provide information." ”

"You're right, it's not that simple. ”

Someone said something, making Chen Weiming and the Immortal Dao nod in unison, and then they were stunned, their cold hairs stood on end, and they all retreated and made a defensive posture.

Looking around at this moment, I was even more surprised, I didn't know if it was appropriate, there were only two people on this floor where the two of them were, and there was no one else. The words just now were not said by the two of them, which means that someone knows the identities of the two of them, and their strength is extraordinary, and they can hear the voices of the two of them.

"It's easy to be attracted by something, and you don't know if something is going on around you, so careless, I'm sorry for the identity of an elite killer!"

In the middle of the words, a figure suddenly appeared, sat in the corner, and turned his back to the two of them motionless.

Look at the back of the cloak, dressed in white, like a ghost, and a little cold air permeated the body, like a mist, which makes people tremble.

"Pretending to be a ghost!"

The Mortal Knife snorted softly, and was about to strike with the long knife in his hand. His own knife had long since been shattered, and it was an ordinary long knife that he had improvised along the way.

"Don't move, fake!"

Chen Weiming grabbed him, as early as the other party had not yet appeared, he had already urged the eyes of the truth to break the delusion and see everything clearly. This figure is weird, it looks like a monk, and its every move is very real.

But in the eyes of breaking delusion and preserving truth, only Dao patterns and energy can be seen, and nothing else. Under normal circumstances, a living form should have life energy in the eyes of the delusional truth, but this figure does not, which means that this figure is not a real person.

"It's not bad, I can see that it's still worthy of the word elite killer!"

The person in the dark was a little surprised, obviously not thinking that Chen Weiming could see it.

Chen Weiming asked in a deep voice: "Who are you and what do you want to do?"

As he spoke, his eyes began to search. The figure in front of him is made of patterns and energy, and it should be a clone or a puppet or something. I don't know if this exercise is like this, or if the other party's cultivation is limited, there is a Dao pattern that separates from this puppet and leads to the distance.

Following this pattern, Chen Weiming saw a man in another restaurant quite far away from him. This person has a big belly and a fat face, like a lump of meat, at first glance he is just a rich man, and he can't see any cultivation at all.

At the moment, he was shaking his head, with a smile on his face, as if he was just eating and listening to music. A hand placed under the table pinched the pattern that extended in the past and kept moving.

That's it...... Chen Weiming thought for a moment in his heart and glanced at the Dark Knife. Comprehending, the two suddenly rushed towards the outside of the restaurant.

Summoned the wings of the wind, grabbed the dark knife, flew in the air, and arrived at the restaurant in a few ups and downs, and landed directly in front of the fat guy.

Everyone was stunned and looked at the two of them, but there was no expected exclamation. The fat man was obviously extremely surprised, but he immediately calmed down, waved his hand, and everyone on the floor retreated.

In this way, Chen Weiming was even more surprised in his heart, and asked in a deep voice, "Who are you?"

This fat man has extraordinary strength, and he has the cultivation of the Yuan Infant Period, under normal circumstances, he may not be an opponent when he joins forces with the Dark Knife. But if you want to fight to the death, you have more ability to fight hard.

The reason why he dared to rush over directly was only because Chen Weiming felt that this person didn't seem to want to do it, otherwise he wouldn't have made a fool of himself, but reported it directly. Instead of intriguing with him over there, it is better to come over directly, so unexpected, you can still take a certain initiative.

"How did you find me?" the fat man did not answer, but asked rhetorically: "With your strength, it is impossible to find me." ”

This is his best method, and after many years, it is difficult for even people who have cultivated higher than him to find out, let alone two rookie killers.

Chen Weiming smiled slightly: "I can read the art of wind, and I know the situation within a radius of three thousand meters very clearly through the breath of the wind." Tell me, who the hell are you?"

"Reading the art of the wind, this is a good method!" the fat man smiled slightly, and then stood up and said.

"Qingyunmen No. 106! You can call me Zhuang Yuanwai!"