Chapter Ninety-Eight: The Dead, Qiu Qianren?

Sha Tongtian thought that King Zhennan was helping him change the topic to avoid embarrassment, and he was grateful, so he approached the corpse and watched it carefully.

At this look, Sha Tongtian was immediately taken aback.

The corpse wasn't very tall, but it had a very lean feel. He is not very strong, but his whole body is like puffing up, giving people a feeling of expansion.

Even if he died, Sha Tongtian could infer from the shape of his bones that this person's internal and external skills had probably reached the peak realm.

Such a big master actually died here?

And judging from the corpse, this person obviously died not long ago.

Who killed him?

Sha Tongtian was suspicious, he looked at Yue Wudi, then at King Zhennan, and asked in a somewhat dry voice: "Who is he?" Although I don't know him, I can also see at a glance that he is a great master, how could he die here?"

King Zhennan said: "This person is floating on the water with iron palms, Qiu Qianren!"

One sentence is like an earth-shattering shock!

Sha Tongtian was hit by five thunders, and he was stunned on the spot!

It took him a long time before he came back to his senses and asked with difficulty, "Qiu, Qiu Qianren?"

King Zhennan nodded and said, "That's right." ”

"Is that Qiu Qianren, the leader of the Iron Palm Gang who annihilated Hengshan Mountain with his own strength and destroyed the entire Hengshan faction?" Sha Tongtian's voice was hoarse.

"Exactly. King Zhennan's expression was flat, as if he was confirming a trivial matter.

"How is it possible? How is this possible?" Sha Tongtian couldn't believe it.

That's Qiu Qianren, who destroyed the entire Hengshan faction with his own strength, and his fierce reputation shocked the martial arts, except for the five uniques, no one can compete with him!

How could such a master die like this?

Who can kill him?

Don't talk about Sha Tongtian, if any martial arts person who knows anything about Qiu Qianren is here, I'm afraid it's hard to believe that this matter is true.

Sha Tongtian's face changed, there were shocks, doubts, and doubts, and after a while, he remembered a rumor: "I heard that Qiu Qianren practiced the Iron Palm Divine Skill, and his palms were very abnormal, as big as a pu fan, which is definitely not fake!"

Thinking of this, Sha Tongtian hurriedly looked at the palm of the corpse on the ground, and at this look, Sha Tongtian's heart was shocked again.

"It's true, this person's palm is so big, it's really different from ordinary people. "Sha Tongtian himself has also practiced the kung fu of the golden sand palm, but it is mainly based on internal refining, and the palm bones are not much different from ordinary people.

A master like Qiu Qianren who is proficient in the external skills of the palm is rare in the martial arts, let alone practicing the palm to such a realm, it is even rarer.

As far as Sha Tongtian knew, Qiu Qianren was the only one who had such a visionary characteristic.

By now, Sha Tongtian could already confirm that the corpse in front of him should be Qiu Qianren!

It's just that who killed Qiu Qianren?

Sha Tongtian turned his head, looked at King Zhennan, then at Yue Wudi, and then looked at the four monks of Tianlong Temple, his face was shocked.

"Nothing is impossible. King Zhennan's words woke Sha Tongtian from his doubt, "It's no wonder that he came to Dali at this time, and he also wanted to stir up the wind and rain, a top master like him, looking at the side, no one can rest assured." ”

"So, you join forces to kill him?" Sha Tongtian asked.

If it was said that the King of Zhennan and Yue Wudi, as well as the high-ranking monks of Tianlong Temple, joined forces to kill Qiu Qianren, it would not be so unacceptable.

After all, he had already seen Yue Wudi's skills, far better than himself. And the king of Zhennan, although his martial arts are not very good, but Sha Tongtian knows that he has a unique skill, and his internal strength is extremely deep, and he should not be underestimated.

As for the four monks of Tianlong Temple, although Sha Tongtian has never fought each other, judging from their body shape and bearing, they are not weak.

If these people are united, it is indeed possible to kill Qiu Qianren.

King Zhennan nodded, shook his head again, and said, "According to the plan, it should indeed be the six of us who should besiege and kill Qiu Qianren." But in fact, to be able to kill Qiu Qianren, the main reliance is on Brother Yue. ”

"Among the few of us, only Brother Yue and Qiu Qianren have similar martial arts, and the others are far from being opponents. ”

Sha Tongtian was shocked again, and looked at Yue Wudi's gaze, which became a little different.

Whoever knows, the young man in front of him is really a top-level master, I'm afraid it's hard to look at it with normal eyes.

"Actually, Duan Wang Ye is too modest, and I alone will definitely kill Qiu Qianren. In particular, Qiu Qianren successfully broke through the shackles of martial arts at the last moment, and went to the next level, truly becoming a master of the five peerless levels. Yue Wudi said with emotion.

If he hadn't been seriously injured at that time, it's hard to say what the outcome would have been. ”

"No matter what, the king is defeated and the result is that Qiu Qianren is dead, and we are still alive, which is the most important thing. King Zhennan said with a smile.

Yue Wudi smiled, King Zhennan was right, becoming a king or losing a king, whether it is the rivers and lakes or the world, this truth is eternal and unchanging.

Although Qiu Qianren's death made Wulin lose a lot of color. But there are talented people in the country, and the back waves of the Yangtze River push the front waves, who dares to say that there will not be a more powerful martial arts master than Qiu Qianren in the future?

The dead, even with a splendid past, will not have eternal glory.

And only those who exist are qualified to change the world.

"Now, it's time to talk to the Governor of the Navy to see how much Duan Zhixing knows. The smile on King Zhennan's face disappeared, and he looked at Yu Diancang, who was thrown to the ground.

At this time, Yu Diancang's face was pale, the clothes on his chest were stained with blood, and his black hair was messy, covering part of his face, which looked a little terrifying in the night.

"Don't you want to know anything from me, I won't say anything if I die!" However, before King Zhennan could speak, Yu Diancang said in a cold voice, his eyes were firm, and he regarded death as home.

"Huh. King Zhennan smiled, smiled coldly, and said, "Martial arts scholars are indeed more able to endure torture than ordinary people, but do you think that in this way, I will have no way to concoct you?"

Yu Diancang was unmoved, and said, "If you have any means, just use it!"

King Zhennan snorted coldly, didn't say more, directly stretched out his thumb, pressed towards the middle acupoint of the temple, and the Northern Shengong worked, absorbing the internal force in the body of the palace into his body.

"Ahh

King Zhennan sneered: "What kind of evil art? This is a stunt left by Emperor Xuanren, which is specially designed to absorb people's internal power and turn it into his own use." How can such a miracle be said to be an evil art?"

Yu Diancang is like being struck by lightning!