It was still an open space in the dense forest, and a light rain was falling at this time. The blood stains on the ground were washed away cleanly.
"The 'Deceitful Sword' Ren Qianchou, the 'Lan Sword' Xie Jun, the 'Wrathful Sword' Yuntao, and Li Xieling, who killed 100,000 blood, are three innate swordsmen who have the hope of entering the Wuzong realm, plus these
Li Xieling, the future emperor. The losses suffered by Yunxia Mountain this time are really not small——"
In the dense forest, a figure in black stands tall and tall. Wearing a black cloak, his face is vaguely visible. He is delicate and beautiful, male or female, and seems to be extremely young. He is looking up at the treetops.
"What a pity! The weather is not beautiful. The rain has diluted all the blood stains. Apart from you and me, there are at least five people here who have been here before us. It is estimated that even if there are any traces and clues,
I can’t find it either——”
Next to him, there was another person, who was also dressed in black, but his face was not covered. His nose was very big, occupying almost half of his face, and he had a sinister eyebrow, which made him look extremely vulgar. His eyes flashed from time to time.
His cruelty is even more chilling. At this moment, he is wandering around carelessly.
"Didn't we follow the master's order to find the guy who killed Mi Lao? Why did he come here? Although he was entrusted by Zong Yang of Qiantian Mountain to send the prince back, it was only a few days ago.
Didn’t you think that their offer was too low and you turned it down? This Crown Prince of Qian Tianshan has nothing to do with us now!"
"Of course it matters!"
The handsome young man smiled coldly, walked to a pine tree, and said calmly: "Most of the innate strong men who were related to the Crown Prince of Qiantian Mountain were near Yunsheng City at that time. People in Yunsheng City knew more or less about it.
Lingyun Sect will not take action against Mr. Mi easily even if we are dealing with something like this. After thinking about it, this group of people is the most likely. I wonder if Junior Brother Qiu Ling thinks so?"
While speaking, the handsome young man reached out and took out a broken branch. After looking at the broken branch, he immediately took a breath of cold air.
"Cut all life to death. This man has such a sharp sword! He deserves to be killed with a hundred thousand blood——"
"Li Xieling's sword is naturally powerful. That lunatic who kills without blinking an eye! Even I am a little scared. Such a beautiful wife was beheaded by him and turned into a cup of loess. What a pity! How about giving it to me for fun? But
The person who killed him is even more impressive. I wonder if it was really the Xuanwu Sect who suddenly appeared?"
Seeing that the handsome young man didn't answer in silence, Qiu Ling didn't care and started walking around: "But what you said before, Senior Brother Yun, is very reasonable. At that time, there were people near Yun Sheng City who were qualified to take Mi Lao's life.
They account for at least 70% of the crowd! Maybe they are the four people who have died here!"
He suddenly stopped and stared at Li Xieling's still-open-eyed head at his feet. Qiu Ling raised his eyebrows and suddenly sneered.
"You are already dead. Who can show you such a dead look? Without your life and sword, who else can you kill?"
He actually raised his foot and stepped hard, crushing Li Xieling's head like a watermelon.
However, the next moment, Qiu Ling's expression suddenly changed: "Is it sword energy?"
Countless powerful energy suddenly erupted under his feet. Qiu Ling retreated quickly, and in one breath, he retreated twenty feet away.
However, there are still countless scars on the feet, and there are countless wounds on the feet. He couldn't help but curse: "This Li Xieling, why is he still hurting people when he is dying! Fortunately, I reacted quickly. Hey, something is wrong——"
Thinking carefully about the situation just now, Qiu Ling suddenly took in a breath of cold air: "It was at the neck, not Li Xieling, but the man who killed him. The sword energy and sword intent were condensed but not released, and he lurked for half the time.
Said Youyu. This man is truly remarkable! He is indeed worthy of being a member of the Xuanwu Sect!"
The young man surnamed Yun also moved his body at this time. He flew to Li Xieling's still well-preserved body and looked at the fracture. After a moment, he shook his head slightly: "No! It's not at the level of sword intent. It feels like it should be.
It's just the innate realm, but how is this possible? Who among the innate strong men in this world can beat a hundred thousand blood kills? This Li Xieling is proficient in the land galloping technique and is unparalleled in speed. Otherwise, he would not have been killed in dozens of chases
, who has escaped repeatedly, who can make him unable to even escape?"
The more he talked, the more confused he became, and his eyes were full of confusion. Qiu Ling, who was cleaning the wound, was also stunned.
If the person who killed Li Xieling was a Xuanwu Sect, it would not be surprising. He would only secretly lament that the life of the one hundred thousand blood killers was not good. But if the person who took action was just an innate martial arts master, then
The nature of the matter this time is completely different.
If this matter spreads in the Yun Realm, not only the East Cloud Land will be shaken, but even the Central Cloud Land will be alarmed.
The reputation of Li Xieling, who was killed by 100,000 blood, shocked more than just Donglin Yunlu. To be able to kill this person in the innate realm, wouldn't this person's talent be much stronger than that of Killing by 100,000 blood?
The young man surnamed Yun also frowned slightly. After a while, he suddenly smiled and slapped out a palm, which instantly turned Li Xieling's body into ashes.
"Junior brother, thanks to you, I really found something interesting this time. It may not be related to Mr. Mi, but now I am extremely curious and I must see what happens -"
※※※※In the Yunling Shrine, Long Ruo was riding the giant dragon, flying towards a palace in the distance.
This palace in the clouds is located deep in the sea of clouds. It covers a vast area and is surrounded by endless clouds and mist.
The beauty of the scenery is truly unparalleled in the world. However, if you are used to seeing it, it is just ordinary.
When Long Ruo arrived a thousand feet in front of the stone hall, he flew down from the spirit beast he was escorting, and then walked straight inside.
Although the area is large, there are very few people here. As Long Ruoruo walked through the door, there were only five people sitting in the huge space in the stone hall.
Four of them are all dressed in green robes, with haggard faces and closed eyes, sitting on the left and right sides. Only the one at the top has a face like a crown jade, eyes like dots of lacquer, and a handsome appearance. He is about seventeen or eighteen years old, and he is at this moment.
Looking over with a smile, "But you wonder why I called you here? Look at this!"
While he was talking, the young man in the hall waved his hand, and a ray of blue light flew over. Long Ruo raised his brows, showing a somewhat solemn look, and his big sleeves bulged, and a force of absorption came out. He carefully took out the blue light.
He took it in his hand. It was a small sword more than two feet long, sharp and cold.
"It's the Broken Blade Sword!"
Long Ruo's brows raised, and then he was overjoyed and saluted above and to the left and right: "Thank you Master and several uncles for their love. With this sword, Long Ruo's sword control skills will definitely be stronger."
Then he felt curious and asked: "I don't know where I got this broken-edged sword? Isn't it said that the sect has been searching for it for two hundred years, but there is no whereabouts. Isn't it possible that this sword has been destroyed by that person?"
"It was bought by your ancestor Kuang Junior Brother. The one who discovered this sword was Qian Tianshan Zongshou. It was hidden in an ordinary Heilang sword. It's really surprising! In order to buy this sword, Ren Kuang spent two people. Jidan, a fifth-level soul beast. If Long Ruo is your queen in the future, you have to compensate him one or two——"
When the young man above said this, he frowned slightly: "Renkuang also said that this sect guard has two meridians and cannot practice, and he still has no inner breath. But if you can find this sword for this person, obviously It's some luck. Long Ruo, if you have seen him with your own eyes, do you really think that he has no hope of practicing?"
"Without any inner breath?"
Long Ruo was slightly stunned. He remembered that when they met last time, the prince of Qiantian Mountain had clearly reached the realm of martial arts, and his foundation was not weak. Why did his ancestor Kuang Junior Brother say that the child had no inner breath at all?
He didn't care about it right away, or maybe he gave up hope completely and lost his true energy. With a body with two veins, practicing martial arts is torture almost every moment, so it's not surprising to give up.
After suppressing this doubt, Long Ruo shook his head without much hesitation: "I remember telling my master in my previous life that there are hidden dangers in this child. His soul is broken, and he has obstacles between heaven and man. I predict that he will live in this life , at most it can only reach the realm of the secret martial artist! As for the spiritual method, once it reaches the realm of leaving the body, it will definitely die. If you are wrong, just dig out my eyes——"
The young man in the hall immediately chuckled, and after a while, it turned into a sigh of regret: "What a pity! This boy has a good heart, and is extremely talented in martial arts and talismans. Why can't he practice? The mind of God is impermanent. It's true. Unpredictable!”
Long Ruo remained silent, and he didn't know why. Just when he said those words, he suddenly felt an inexplicable uneasiness in his mind, as if he had done something irreparable, and his heart was trembling.
The young man did not notice Long Ruo's strange look. After sighing, his expression became serious: "One year later, it will be the day when the Dragon Gate opens. Disciples from all sects will gather at Julong Mountain. Many powerful people from Yunlu to the east will also will participate. However, among these thousands of people, only twenty will have the opportunity to watch Wu Sheng take pictures. The only people our sect can use now are you and Ancestor Kuang. Long Ruo, you, these days, You need to be well prepared! If you disgrace our sect, you will not be spared lightly!"
The sound was like morning bells and evening drums, which made Long Ruo suddenly come back to his senses and immediately suppress all distracting thoughts. He looked upward and saluted with a straight face: "Long Ruo understands, and I will never disappoint the master and all my uncles!"
I couldn't help but feel a surge of emotion in my heart. The picture of the Longmen Martial Saint was only seen once every hundred years. It was a stone wall left by a powerful martial sage who was famous in all the worlds thousands of years ago. It is said that those who have the chance to comprehend are all great martial arts masters. Enter.
Although he is a spiritual master, he prefers to practice swordsmanship. The photo of the martial saint is equally important to him.
She is even vaguely looking forward to competing with the many heroes in Yunlu to the east!