At this moment, Zhang Ruochen stood on the edge of Baishi Square, staring at the direction where the fourth senior brother Feng Han left. He was actually very confused and thought to himself: "It's really strange, why did the fourth senior brother take away the master's body alone? Senior brother, second brother
Senior brother, third senior brother, why are you not with him?"
Previously, beside the body of Sword Saint Xuanji, Saint Qingxiao opened the Holy Soul Domain and blocked the sound. Therefore, Zhang Ruochen did not hear their conversation and did not know what happened.
At this moment, Zhang Ruochen noticed something and turned around, just in time to see Huang Yanchen walking over. The two looked at each other.
Huang Yanchen's eyes were quite red and swollen, and there were still tears on her cheeks. It was obvious that the master's death had dealt a heavy blow to her.
Zhang Ruochen glanced at Mu Jiji and Xun Hualiu, "What are you two still doing here? I didn't see you. I want to talk to Princess Yanchen alone?"
Mu Jiji and Xun Hualiu were both experienced in love. They immediately showed an "understood" look in their eyes and left first and wisely.
Huang Yanchen immediately sent a message to Zhang Ruochen about Feng Han.
However, Zhang Ruochen stretched out a hand, made a silent gesture, and looked outside the Jiange. As expected, there were several pairs of eyes, staring at him and Huang Yanchen from time to time. Among them, there were even
The talented woman with holy books.
Zhang Ruochen and Huang Yanchen are not saints and cannot display the Holy Soul Realm. Even if they communicate with each other, some people with advanced cultivation will definitely hear their conversation.
Although Huang Yanchen was very anxious, he did not dare to speak at this moment to avoid exposing Zhang Ruochen's identity.
The two remained silent and left the ancient sacred mountain.
After returning to Zixia Lingshan, Zhang Ruochen released the body-protecting Holy Gang and wrapped him and Huang Yanchen in it. He spoke first and comforted: "Don't be too sad. Master is a sword cultivator. He can stand in front of thousands of people in a battle."
Falling in the eye-catching decisive battle is also a glorious ending. Even if you die, you will not have any regrets."
Huang Yanchen snuggled into Zhang Ruochen's arms, pursed his lips, tears welled up from his eyes again, nodded, and suddenly remembered his previous doubts, so he asked: "Zhang Ruochen, the person whom Master valued most during his lifetime was you. He
Have I told you who I plan to appoint as his successor?"
Zhang Ruochen nodded and said: "Master talked to me about this matter alone. He said that his biggest regret is that he failed to find a successor who can inherit the mantle."
Huang Yanchen's expression changed and he said, "Can't Fourth Senior Brother do the same?"
"At that time, I also asked the master, but he just shook his head. In the end, he asked me to be his successor and told me that if he died in the decisive battle, he would let me carry the Monstrous Sword.
Take his body to the Pluto Sword Tomb in the Middle Territory."
Zhang Ruochen was a little bitter. Obviously, his master had just passed away and he didn't want to talk too much about the successor.
Huang Yanchen was shocked when he heard Zhang Ruochen's words.
The words of Zhang Ruochen and the fourth senior brother were so similar. There was no doubt that someone between the two of them must be lying.
Huang Yanchen naturally believed in Zhang Ruochen without reservation, so he immediately told him what Feng Han had said before, word for word.
"How could this happen?" Zhang Ruochen's expression changed.
"Master must not select two successors at the same time. Zhang Ruochen, why do I feel that there is something wrong with the fourth senior brother?" Huang Yanchen said.
"There must be something wrong."
Zhang Ruochen's expression became very solemn and he said: "You said earlier that Master met the fourth senior brother alone before attending the sword discussion conference?"
Huang Yanchen nodded.
Zhang Ruochen took a deep breath, shrank his eyes, couldn't help but tighten his ten fingers, and said: "Master and Jiuyou Sword Master clearly had the absolute upper hand in the confrontation, why did they suddenly lose? I have a feeling
I have a hunch that Master’s death is closely related to Fourth Senior Brother.”
Huang Yanchen said: "But why? Why did the fourth senior brother want to harm the master?"
"Don't ask so many questions first. I will chase him now. I will never let him take away the master's body and the Taotian Sword." Zhang Ruochen said coldly.
Huang Yanchen knew that Feng Han's cultivation was extremely advanced, so he was very worried about Zhang Ruochen's safety and said, "I will go with you."
Zhang Ruochen shook his head and said: "No, you go to Jiange to find Senior Brother and tell him the matter alone. If necessary, you can tell him the truth that I am still alive. Remember, you can only tell Senior Brother, never
Reveal it to anyone else."
It's not that Zhang Ruochen doesn't trust other senior brothers and sisters, it's just that among the several senior brothers, only the eldest brother is the most stable and can keep secrets.
For others, try not to let them know the truth.
Feng Han had just left. Although he hid his aura extremely well and left no trace, Zhang Ruochen still detected a trace of aura remaining in the air after he fully released his mental power.
Zhang Ruochen immediately put on the Meteor Invisibility Cloak, used his body skills to the extreme, disappeared on the spot, and chased after him into the night.
If the master was really murdered and died, no matter who the person was, Zhang Ruochen would definitely kill him.
Huang Yanchen was extremely anxious and immediately rushed towards the ancient sacred mountain.
Because he was wearing the Meteor Invisibility Cloak, Zhang Ruochen's speed was so extreme that ordinary monks could not see his shadow at all. Soon, Zhang Ruochen chased out of the Liangyi Sect and entered the vast Falling God Mountain Range.
In the air, the lingering breath of Feng Han has become more and more obvious.
It was obvious that Zhang Ruochen was not far away from him.
"How does Feng Han know the secret of Taotian Sword?"
Zhang Ruochen has always had such a question in his mind.
It is absolutely impossible for the master to tell him, so there should be a third party force.
Thinking of this, Zhang Ruochen became more cautious, slowed down, activated the invisibility power of the Meteor Invisibility Cloak, and completely contained his breath into the interior of the robe.
Not long after, Zhang Ruochen saw Feng Han's figure.
Zhang Ruochen immediately stopped, fell to the ground, stood a hundred feet away, and quietly looked in Feng Han's direction, wondering what on earth he was going to do?
Feng Han looked very cautious. He looked around and saw that no one was following him, so he placed the body of Sword Master Xuanji on the ground.
Immediately, he took out a black xun, put it to his lips, and blew out a very strange sound wave.
"Swish!"
A moment later, five huge black bats flew out of the jungle, landed in front of him, and turned into human forms.
No.
To be precise, they were not bats, but five human beings with flesh wings. However, their bodies were completely wrapped in black robes, so when they flew, they looked like giant bats.
"Undead Vampires."
Zhang Ruochen's eyes sank, and he was certain in his heart that his master's death must be related to Feng Han.
Slowly, Zhang Ruochen took out Shen Yuan's ancient sword and held it in his hand.
"Meet the Sixth Prince."
The five immortal vampire half-saints bowed to Feng Han at the same time.
Among them, the undead vampire standing at the front is an old man with a red head, named Taixi Half-Saint, who is 2.5 meters tall and has a very strong body.
Moreover, his cultivation level is much stronger than that of the other four Half-Saints, so he obviously has a very high status.
Taixi Half-Saint smiled and said: "The Sixth Prince personally took action, which is indeed extraordinary. For such a powerful figure as Xuanji Sword Master, it is not only death."
Feng Han said: "Everyone has weaknesses, and Xuanji Sword Master is no exception. The old guy's biggest weakness is that he trusts his disciple too much. Otherwise, I would have no chance at all to make him drink the blood poison of Pluto."
Taixi Semi-Saint smiled sarcastically and said: "Pluto Blood Poison is a poison extracted by Lord Pluto with his own blood. It is colorless and odorless, and is no different from ordinary white water. Not to mention that Xuanji Sword Saint is not the same.
You may have noticed some clues in it, but even the Queen may not be able to identify them."
Feng Han glanced at the Taixi Half-Saint, took out the Taotian Sword, threw it to him, and said, "Take the Taotian Sword back and hand it to my father personally."
"Now, we have obtained the second holy sword. As long as we can seize the other four holy swords, we can go to the Pluto Sword Tomb, destroy the prison clan, and open the door to the Blood Hell. At that time, Lord Pluto will return.
"
"As long as Master Pluto comes to the Kunlun Realm again, even Queen Chi Yao will probably die. The entire Kunlun Realm will be ruled by our undead blood race. Those humble humans are just our blood food."
The Taixi Half-Saint was holding the Monstrous Sword. Hearing Feng Han's words, he was very excited and said: "The Sixth Prince has made such a great contribution and compared it with other princes. He will definitely receive a generous reward from the Emperor."
Feng Han looked serious and said: "There is another thing. After you go back, tell your father and ask him to send someone to investigate the book "Secret Scroll of the Blood Clan". This book is likely to be
A huge threat to our undead vampires."
"My subordinate understands."
Taixi Half-Saint nodded and said: "Don't the six princes go back together to meet the emperor?"
Feng Han shook his head, looked at the body of Sword Master Xuanji on the ground, showed a half-smiling expression, and said: "This prince still has to practice in seclusion and will not go back for the time being. The blood of Sword Master Xuanji is a precious treasure.
.If his blood is completely absorbed and refined, this prince’s cultivation level will be able to rise to at least three realms..."
In the darkness, a cold voice sounded, full of resentment, saying: "I'm afraid you won't be able to bear it."
Feng Han's expression darkened, and he immediately released the Holy Soul Domain and was cautiously on guard.
At the same time, his pupils turned blood red, he displayed the "Heavenly Blood Pupil", and began to observe the surroundings, saying in a cold voice: "Who is that person?"
"Uh-huh."
A sound of wind sounded.
Feng Han was surprised to find that someone had broken into his holy soul realm and appeared behind him. So, Feng Han immediately formed a palm print and slapped it in the direction behind him.
He moved his palm extremely fast, but he still hit nothing.
With a "bang", a powerful palm wind flattened the jungle not far away. Ancient trees as thick as buckets were all broken and turned into half. Leaves and sawdust were scattered everywhere. Even the soil on the ground
, was also blown up a thick layer.
not good.
Feng Han sensed something was wrong and immediately looked to the ground, only to find that the body of Sword Master Xuanji had disappeared.
There was another sound of wind.
A ghostly shadow appeared thirty feet away. All the shadows overlapped and condensed into a young man. In his hands, he was holding the body of Xuanji Sword Master, and there was an icy murderous aura emanating from his body.
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