When Xiong Qi asked about the attack on Wuyue Mountain Gate, the atmosphere in the hall suddenly became cold, and everyone looked at Ma Jun sitting in front of him.

As an old man who accompanied the leader all the way, during the leader's retreat, Ma Jun was entrusted to act as an agent in his career, so he should naturally answer such questions.

However, everyone's expressions were a little unnatural. Xiong Qi saw it and his eyes squinted unconsciously.

"Master!"

Ma Jun stood up and said respectfully:

"The Hengshan Sect and the Taishan Sect went smoothly. Under the leadership of the Lord of the God Church, they quickly broke through the mountain gate and then implemented them one by one according to the Songshan Sect's handling method, but...!"

Speaking of this, Ma Jun hesitated for a moment and continued with a tough bullet:

"It's just that the leader of Qinglong Hall You Qihai was attacked by an unknown monk and an old woman in Hengshan. He was seriously injured and died half a month ago!"

"There is also the elder Duandongliu of Fenglei Hall. He encountered Feng Qingyang, the "Divine Sword" decades ago in Huashan, and unfortunately died!"

"Um?"

Xiong Qi's expression became solemn, and he looked over with stern eyes and asked:

"Why are the Lord You and Elder Duan dead? What's going on? Who are the nameless monk and the old woman? Feng Qingyang, the 'Divine Sword'? Who is it?"

"Report to the leader!"

Zhou Zhenran, the commander of Heimu Cliff, stood up and clasped his fists to Xiong Qi and said:

"Feng Qingyang was an older generation master thirty years ago. Because his sword skills were as good as a god, he was hailed as the "No. 1 Sword in the World" back then and was known as the "Divine Sword"!"

"However, since the Huashan 'qi' and 'sword' fight, there has been no trace. I don't want to be alive now and even kill Elder Duan!"

"Speaking of this, today, except for you, the leader, I'm afraid no one can be Feng Qingyang's opponent!"

"I see!"

Xiong Qi tapped the handrail with his fingers and said slowly:

"I am worthy of being the former leader of the Five Mountains. There are still such figures in Huashan!

After a moment, Xiong Qi asked again:

"Who is the monk and old woman who came out to kill Master You from the Hengshan Sect?"

"Report to the leader!"

Ma Jun said:

"After investigation by the Divine Cult, the monk was named 'Bujie'. The old woman was a nun back then. Somehow, the two gave birth to a daughter more than ten years ago and worshipped him in Hengshan, named Yilin. They died on Songshan that day under the knife of the Divine Cult disciple!"

"oh!"

Xiong Qi nodded and said:

"It turns out that I'm avenging my daughter! No wonder I dare to kill someone from the Divine Cult!"

"Zhou Zhenran obeyed the order!"

Xiong Qi shouted.

"I'm here!"

Zhou Zhenran took a step forward and responded.

"You lead the five incense masters of Qinglong Hall to set off immediately and go to Hengshan to capture the murderer who killed Lord You, regardless of life or death!"

"After orders, my subordinates will offer the enemy's head to avenge Lord You!"

Zhou Zhenran said loudly, and then led the fragrance master of Qinglong Hall to walk out of the hall quickly.

The leader said that he would set off immediately, so he would naturally set off immediately, and he would not be delayed for a moment!

"The wind in Huashan is clear?"

Xiong Qi stood up slowly and said:

"I want to see what kind of magic sword technique was the world's number one sword back then!"

...

The back mountain of Huashan.

At the entrance of a cave in a certain mountain, an old man with white beard and green robe had thin hands, holding an iron sword and grinding it around the big stone.

The old man had no expression on his face, was depressed, his face was as if he was suffering from serious illness, as if he was terminally ill and was about to fall down the next moment.

But the movement of sharpening the sword is slow but very stable.

‘Squeak’

The sound of sharpening the sword continued, and it slowly rang in the mountains and forests.

Outside this cave, hundreds of men in black stood from afar, each holding swords and looking at the old man from afar, but none of them dared to step forward.

Suddenly, the group of men in black turned around and shouted to the distance:

"Greetings to the leader, the leader's magical skills are invincible in the world!"

The old man who was sharpening his sword at the entrance of the cave heard the shouts of these people from afar, his ears moved slightly, but his expression remained unchanged and his movements remained the same.

The crowd separated from each other, revealing an empty passage, and a burly man in a white brocade robe walked along the empty passage.

Looking at the old man in green robe who was sharpening his sword at the entrance of the cave from afar, the burly man smiled slightly and walked slowly over.

Behind the Han Dynasty were more than one hundred eyes with fanatical worship light.

The one who appeared here at this time was naturally Xiong Qi.

When he walked to the entrance of the cave, the old man was still grinding his sword calmly. Xiong Qi simply stopped and watched slowly.

After watching for a while, the old man still said nothing.

"I haven't used a sword for so many years, but I'll sharpen it in the last battle. Will it work?"

Xiong Qi asked with a smile.

Hearing Xiong Qi's question, the old man finally stopped, raised the iron sword in his hand, sighed and said:

"After grinding, it's better than not grinding. When people get older, they will cut some guys with thick skin and flesh. After all, the sword in their hands will be a little sharper!"

"hehe!"

Xiong Qi smiled and said:

"Why should you be so ready to go? You have always regarded harmony as the most important thing. If you can, don't fight, don't fight? I have a suggestion, would you like to listen to it?"

The old man was silent for a while and said:

"Speak!"

"The Huashan Sect is circulating in its origins. I am determined to make it a major sect in the martial arts world. Of course, it is not a puppet sect that is secretly controlled by others, but a major sect that is completely independent of any force and anyone else, what do the old seniors think?"

Xiong Qi said slowly after holding his hands.

The old man raised his eyebrows, looked at Xiong Qi unexpectedly, and asked:

"What do you want?"

"Dugu Nine Swords!"

Xiong Qi said:

"I want the complete Dugu Nine Swords. From now on, Huashan will be completely independent in the world and will be allowed to develop. The Sun and Moon God Sect will not only not obstruct it, but will also provide various conveniences!"

After hearing these words, the old man fell silent.

He did not doubt the authenticity of Xiong Qi's speech. With his current status in the world, it is unlikely that he could lie casually, so the other party could indeed allow the Huashan Sect to develop independently.

After all, to him, a mere Huashan school is really nothing.

But after a while, the old man shook his head and said:

"Everything cycles has its own reasons. Whether it is people or sects, it is the same. How can there be a permanent sect? If the Huashan Sect is gone, it will be gone!"

Xiong Qiyizhi. He didn't expect that in Feng Qingyang's eyes, even the Huashan Sect could give up. So what did he do in seclusion in Huashan? What did he do in Kill Duan Dongliu?

"Who said there is no permanent sect? Hasn't Shaolin Temple been around for more than a thousand years? Isn't it good now? And it can continue to exist in the future!"

Xiong Qi plans to work harder.

Dugu Jiujian, he really wants it.

"Shaolin is Shaolin, Huashan is Huashan, and the wind is clear and the wind is clear and the wind is clear and bright!"

The old man stood up slowly, and the moment he stood up, an invisible aura surrounded him.

Sword, at this moment, Feng Qingyang's whole body was full of swords!

"Your Excellency, don't worry. I was a dead man thirty years ago. It's a great honor to be able to experience the style of the world's number one master on the eve of my death!"

Holding the sharpened iron sword in hand, Feng Qingyang's aura was infinitely raised, and the sword energy soared into the sky and became taller invisibly.

"well!"

Xiong Qi sighed and said:
Chapter completed!