Chen Xuanmu, the head of the Chen family, could not hide the look of fear in his eyes.
There was also a look of horror on his face,
At his feet were several corpses of Chen family guards who had been devoured.
There were expressions of horror in the eyes of these corpses, but their bodies shriveled up like a piece of cloth.
Seeing all this, Chen Xuanmu's face became extremely ugly.
"Is Qingzhou City really going to change?"
Chen Xuanmu suddenly aged dozens of years. He sat slumped on a wooden chair.
"Father, the deaths of our Chen family's guards and those of the Xu family's maids are very similar. They should have been committed by the same person."
The middle-aged man on the side, Chen Cangsong, said worriedly, and at the same time, his eyes showed panic.
The pain of losing a child did not make him so panicked.
Even my father has not shown such a helpless expression for a long time.
"It was the same person, but we know nothing about the murderer. Even if we report it to the police, it will be of no use."
Chen Xuanmu's eyes showed a bitter look, and he said dejectedly.
"Father, now we can only unite with three other families to find a way to survive."
Chen Cangsong looked at his father with silver hair on his head, and he felt even more heartbroken.
The murderer did not take away the corpses of the guards.
It was obviously a provocation to them, but they were unprepared. This was the third batch of guards of the Chen family who were killed.
"Send someone to the Ming family immediately. Ming Chengyan, the eldest son of Ming Dynasty, is the special envoy of Fengbo Pavilion. They, Fengbo Pavilion, have to take care of this matter."
Chen Xuanmu suddenly thought of something, and he gave instructions to Chen Cangsong.
"Aren't you going to notify the Huang family?"
Chen Cangsong asked again cautiously.
The death of his two sons is inseparable from the Huang family.
But that was a dispute between the Chen and Huang families, and this time the murderer targeted all the aristocratic families in Qingzhou.
"That's all. Our two families have been fighting for so many years. Let's send someone to inform them and see what countermeasures they have."
Chen Xuanmu sighed and said dejectedly.
Huang Qingyao's eyes showed fear,
He looked at the corpses of several guards in a courtyard of the Huang family, and he couldn't believe it.
These corpses have long been as shriveled as cloth skin,
This is not the human body, it is just pieces of cloth.
Hanging on the shriveled cloth was a head with a frightened expression on its face.
They had experienced some horrific attack and killing, yet they still had such horrified expressions on their faces.
Huang Qingyao took a long breath of air. This was the first time he encountered such a tragic death.
The Huang family was enveloped in an invisible depressive atmosphere.
Everyone is terrified, but the murderer comes and goes without a trace.
"Father, what do you think about this?",
Huang Qingyao looked at Huang Tianba with a solemn face and asked worriedly, but the old man of the Huang family was also silent.
"Go and invite Ding Xiaoyou",
In the end, Huang Tianba could only ask someone to invite Ding Xiaoyi. He knew that Ding Xiaoyi must
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At this time, Ding Xiaoyi was practicing the 'Dageng Golden Gang Sword Formation' in another courtyard of the Huang family.
The courtyard was filled with thirty-six long swords, and those swords were distributed throughout the courtyard.
"rise",
Ding Xiaoyi shouted sharply.
The long swords in the sword array made a light buzzing sound, then the long swords made a clattering sound, and then there was no more movement.
Ding Xiaoyi's eyes were slightly focused as he looked at the long swords scattered throughout the courtyard.
He tried hundreds of times in a row,
None have any effect.
No matter what method he used, the sword formation made a loud noise, and then there was no movement.
"It shouldn't be. I did it according to that formula."
There was doubt in Ding Xiaoyi's eyes. He waved his hand and all thirty-six long swords flew towards him.
"Crash",
Thirty-six long swords fell at his feet at the same time,
There was a crisp collision sound, and Ding Xiaoyi picked up a long sword and studied it carefully.
The sword is a high-quality sword bought at Qixinglou.
And after being fed by his essence and blood, he felt that he had a certain connection with these swords.
But he used this sword formation, but it had no effect.
It was as if the sword didn't quite obey his command.
A sword formation that cannot exert any power is not called a sword formation, at best it can only be called a sword pile.
"Ding Xiaoyi, are you okay?",
Ding Xiaoyao, who was sitting on the back of the Wolf King, looked up at Ding Xiaoyi and asked in a sweet voice.
“It will be ready soon”,
Ding Xiaoyi couldn't help but look at each sword, and he assured Ding Xiaoyao.
"Isn't it possible to display this sword formation without condensing the sword spirit?" Ding Xiaoyi was puzzled.
Gathering the sword spirit is something that takes place over time.
Naturally, it would be impossible to condense the sword spirit in a short period of time, but Ding Xiaoyi's understanding of the sword formation was of a different kind.
He felt that even if he didn't need to condense the sword spirit, he could still exert the power of the sword formation, but there were some problems with his method.
"The sword formation rises and condenses",
Ding Xiaoyi shouted loudly,
Then he made seals with both hands, and the flying techniques turned into streams of light and submerged into the thirty-six swords.
And the thirty-six swords also began to tremble,
Then thirty-six swords lingered around Ding Xiaoyi, and the thirty-six swords occupied different positions.
Thirty-six swords floated in front of Ding Xiaoyi,
The true energy in his body couldn't help but pour into the sword, and at the same time, he quickly activated the formula.
I saw Ding Xiaoyi murmuring something in his mouth, he couldn't help holding the Fei Jue with both hands and swatting away at the thirty-six swords.
A brilliant sword light flowed on the thirty-six swords.
As the thirty-six swords condensed into a huge sword formation,
An aura that could destroy the heaven and earth condensed from the thirty-six swords.
"It is finished"
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A hint of joy flashed in Ding Xiaoyi's eyes.
And in that moment when he was distracted,
The thirty-six swords that formed the sword array made trembling sounds.
Then there was a crash, and thirty-six swords fell from mid-air.
The swords fell to the ground one after another, making a series of crisp and sweet sounds.
But Ding Xiaoyi's eyes were as bright as a gleam, and he finally found the secret to this sword formation.
"Ding Xiaoyi, are you okay? You're bored to death."
Ding Xiaoyao sat on the wolf's back and made a protesting sound to Ding Xiaoyi,
Hearing Ding Xiaoyao's voice of resistance, Ding Xiaoyi waved his hand, and streams of light crisscrossed into the air.
I saw a burst of light,
The stream of light sank into the Qiankun bag at Ding Xiaoyi's waist. At this moment, he walked towards the little girl with satisfaction.
"You said you would take me shopping today, but you have been practicing for two days in a row. I am bored to death here."
The little girl complained to Ding Xiaoyi.
"Okay, let's go",
Ding Xiaoyi lovingly stroked the little girl's head and said, and then an innocent and bright smile appeared on the little girl's face.
for several days,
The youngest son of the Huang family, Huang Yifei, is always pestering Ding Xiaoyao.
At first, the little girl thought it was quite new.
But after the two little guys played for a day or two, the little girl suddenly felt bored.
It’s more fun to stay by Ding Xiaoyi’s side,
Although the youngest son of the Huang family looks older than Ding Xiaoyao on the surface, he is no different from any other little kid.
But Ding Xiaoyi was happy to have some peace and quiet. He spent a day or two practicing the sword formation.
Xu Qinghao showed an expression of disbelief in his eyes,
He looked at the girl in the red dress in front of him.
He didn't expect that the girl in the red dress's cultivation level would suddenly rise to the level of a seventh-grade minor master.
Moreover, the cultivation level of the girl in the red dress is still rising faintly.
But the girl in the red dress had a strange smile on her face, and her eyes emitted a light that made his heart palpitate.
Standing in front of him is his most familiar niece Xu Xin,
She was like a demon, with a frightening aura all over her body.
"Kexin, what do you want to do?"
Xu Qinghao was unable to move, and he felt that his soul was trembling.
Because he saw a baby-like figure falling on Xu Xin's shoulders.
Naturally, he recognized the baby-like figure that rested on Xu Xin's shoulders.
But he never expected that the reincarnated ancestor of the Ming family would actually be together with Xu Xin.
"Third uncle, how are you these days?"
A sinister smile appeared on Xu Xin's face, and her slender white palms pinched Xu Qinghao's neck.
"Xin'er, are you crazy? I am your third uncle."
Xu Qinghao's face showed a pale look,
Naturally, he also thought of the murders that had occurred in Qingzhou City in recent days, and Xu Xin was the murderer of those strange murders.