Chapter 120 Seventh Heaven Gate

"Mr. Xu, the identities of the two killers have been confirmed. They are both from a small mountain village in Hunan, China. One is Zhao Zhiyuan and the other is Zhu Dayong..." An hour later, a senior Hong Kong police officer notified Xu Jian of the killer's identity. At the same time, the police have completely blocked the news.

"Thank you." Xu Jian's pale face showed that the assassination tonight was too bloody and terrifying. Even when the police arrived, the family moved to the hotel.

"You're welcome, then we won't bother Mr. Xu. At the same time, we will contact the mainland police as soon as possible to find out the culprit behind the scenes together." After the police investigator finished speaking, he left immediately.

Tonight, six people died in Xu's villa, three of Xu Jian's bodyguards, one of Song Anni's bodyguards, and two killers. One person was seriously injured, and that person is still in the hospital.

That's right, Tang Linjun was seriously injured and admitted to the hospital. It was because the old man's sword was too overbearing. Tang Linjun's chest was cut open by more than [-] centimeters, and the incision penetrated deep into the bone. Tang Linjun lost a lot of blood and had to be sent to the hospital. first aid!

Of course, for ordinary people, Tang Linjun's injury was indeed serious, but he knew very well that this kind of injury would not kill him. There is no bone injury, no organ injury, and after the wound is sutured, some blood transfusion will be fine.

Song Anni and Shi Qianqiu did not follow him to the hospital, because Song Anni was also in the hotel and was closely guarded by the police. Even Tang Linjun himself was guarded by two police officers outside the ward.

Xu Jian's energy in Hong Kong is still great. After all, he is a well-known rich man, so the police attach great importance to it.

Tang Linjun was not in a hurry to find Song Anni, but lay on the bed thinking over and over again what had happened tonight.

He has already confirmed that these two powerful innate masters are here to kill himself, and he has only offended Zhou Papi and the surnamed Ye before, and Zhu Yunhai!

But he didn't do anything to Zhu Yunhai, so the only possibility is the Ye family behind Zhou Papi, the Ye family in the capital!

Tang Linjun felt a wave of fear when he thought that the Ye family could send out even innate masters. If he hadn't gotten a Langhao brush by chance tonight, and hadn't drawn a few talismans by himself, he would be covering his head with a white sheet now.

"Hangzhou Zhou Papi's wife didn't call the police, so it must be the Ye family who wants to kill herself privately!" Tang Linjun calmly analyzed from beginning to end, and came to a definite conclusion. At the same time, he also knew that the endless assassination would continue. It is impossible to give up.

"Can't go back to Hangzhou!" Tang Linjun made a decision in an instant. He can't go back to Hangzhou for the time being. If he goes back, the other party will definitely not spare his relatives.

"Also, we must speed up our practice. It is best to find some treasures of heaven and earth. While drawing talismans, we should also practice some pills that can replenish true energy." Tang Linjun's face turned cold. It feels like people are staring at him. Although the Ye family is full of energy, Tang Linjun is not a vegetarian.

"Let's wait and see, Ye Family, since you offended me, don't blame ### for revenge!" Tang Linjun gritted his teeth. If the Ye family wanted to kill him, he would of course have to return it.

Just when Tang Linjun was transfusing blood at the hospital, there was a Bentley at an intersection not far from the hospital, and the driver in his fifties was also talking on the phone.

"Master, that's how it happened. Martial Uncle and Zhu Shixiong should both...be dead."

After a moment of silence on the phone, he said in a deep voice, "I see. Continue to monitor his every move."

"Yes." The driver straightened his body and said.

The phone was hung up immediately, and the driver couldn't help heaving a long breath when he heard the blind tone on the phone. He found that his back was also wet with sweat. Although his uncle's tone on the phone was flat, But the pressure on him was enormous.Because he is very aware of his uncle's energy.

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Hunan, Zhangjiajie, deep in Badagong Mountain, Tianmen.

Ye Wuhen gently put down the big brother phone in his hand. This kind of big brother phone was a product of the late 80s and early 90s of the last century. Although the current palm phone has been updated countless times, deep in the mountains and forests, it is also Only this kind of mobile phone has signal access, and communication with the outside world depends entirely on this mobile phone.

Ye Wuhen grabbed a pinch of shredded tobacco and slowly put it in his mouth to chew. He didn't like smoking, drinking, women's sex, or gambling in his life, and he only wanted to ask questions.

All kinds of power and money in the world are like clouds to him, but the older he gets, the more he starts to value family affection.Although he has no children, his elder brother Ye Wuji has many children, and he also treats these Ye family children as his own children. The Ye family is his taboo.

But eating shredded tobacco raw is one of his hobbies. Whenever he encounters difficulties or worries, he will chew shredded tobacco to calm his turbulent mind.

He is the core figure of the three generations in Tianmen, and his younger brother is the head teacher of Tianmen today, and his power in Tianmen is also very large. Just because he can send two innate masters to work for his Ye family, it shows that he is in the Ye family. The right to speak in Tianmen is second only to the apprentice in charge.

After slowly chewing nearly half a box of shredded tobacco, he got up and walked out of the room.

Tianmen is located in the depths of Badagong Mountain, with dangerous peaks and mountains. If you are not a member of Tianmen, it is difficult to enter Tianmen.Tianmen belongs to the sect of ancient martial arts who practice in seclusion, and it is also the top ten sect in the ancient martial arts circle. Although there are not many disciples in the sect, there are hundreds of them.

The sky was getting bright, and some disciples in the sect had already got up for morning exercises, wielding knives and guns.

"Master..."

"Master..."

When Ye Wuhen walked halfway up the mountain, many disciples saluted respectfully, but he just nodded slightly.

There is a strange peak in Tianmen, called 'Tianmen Peak', it is the place where the headmaster of Tianmen lives, and he went to visit his younger brother early in the morning, Master Xuankong, the headmaster of Tianmen, of course, in the outside world, there are also some people who call Xuankong a layman, Xuankong is a peerless genius of Tianmen. It is rumored that he has reached congenital consummation at the age of 58. He is now 60 years old!

"Senior brother has something on his mind!" From far away, before Ye Wuhen reached Xuankong's courtyard, Xuankong's voice came over.

"Junior brother knows things like a god, he really has something on his mind!" Ye Wuhen smiled faintly, and stepped into the small courtyard.

After the two met each other and greeted each other according to the door rules, they sat together and Xiao Daotong personally served tea.

"Is it a family matter or a practice matter?" Xuan Kong asked lightly.

"It's all there." Ye Wuhen said with a wry smile: "Junior brother sect master, I asked Zhiyuan and Zhu Dayong to go down the mountain a few days ago, you must know it too?"

"Yeah." Xuankong nodded.

"They were killed!"

"What?" Xuankong was taken aback, stood up with a face full of horror and said: "How is it possible? Could it be the 'Shanghe faction' did it?"

"It's not the 'Shanghe School'." Ye Wuhen shook his head: "It should be a casual cultivator, not anyone from the Ancient Wumen School!"

"Casual cultivator? Casual cultivator at the late Xiantian stage?" Xuankong took a breath. The one who could kill Zhao Zhiyuan and Zhu Dayong must be a late Xiantian master, or even a consummate consummate master. die!

Ye Wuhen shook his head: "No, I can't make up my mind about the specific cultivation level, so I came to my junior brother to clarify my doubts."

"Let's hear it." Xuankong's face became gloomy, and at the same time he secretly blamed Senior Brother Ye for causing trouble for his Tianmen.

Of course, although his Tianmen is not afraid of trouble, the death of a disciple in his sect is a big deal, so he must listen to the detailed process.

Ye Wuhen didn't hold back what happened to the Ye family, and he speculated that the murderer was a congenital early-stage master!

"26 years old?" When Xuankong heard that the other party was only 26 years old, he shook his head slightly and said: "You are right, 26 years old is definitely not in the middle or late stage of congenital, it should be congenital. In the early stage, Zhiyuan and Dayong can be killed only in the early stage of Xiantian? This is doubtful, after all, Qin Jiuhe in Hong Kong did not see it with his own eyes, and this needs to be confirmed.”

"Yes, I originally planned to let Jing'er go down the mountain, but Jing'er is at the pass and cannot escape, and I have to prepare for the trip to Fangshi on April 29, so I can't go down the mountain to catch the murderer."

"Well, the Fangshi gathering once every ten years must not be sloppy. Let's put this matter on hold for a while. After the trip to Fangshi is over, I will let you come forward." When he said this, Xuankong's face turned cold: "Regardless of the reason, killing my Tianmen disciple is a capital offense! Besides, your Ye family has been kind to the sect these years, so you can decide for yourself, senior brother."

"Well, I know how to measure, my brother didn't blame me for being pretentious, and my brother appreciates it!" Ye Wuhen stood up and bowed slightly to Xuankong while speaking.

"Senior brother..." Xuan Kong also got up and put his hands on his hands, and said with a wry smile: "We have known each other for more than fifty years, and we have long remembered the various cares that we took care of, so there is no need for us to be so polite! "

"Is the ancestor still retreating?" After the two sat down again, Ye Wuhen suddenly lowered his voice and asked.

"Yeah." Xuankong nodded, and lowered his voice, "Eating has become once every three months!"

"What?" Ye Wuhen was taken aback, and he dared not say anything: "Eating once every three months... the ancestor has entered the stage of real bigu?"

"You can't tell, it should break through, or it's about to break through!" Xuan Kong enviously said.

"If the ancestor can break through, it will be my luck, and I will be among the top five schools of ancient martial arts from now on!"

Xuankong also sneered and said: "Yes, I have been in Tianmen for many years, and I have always been at the bottom of the top ten rankings in the ancient martial arts world. If the ancestor can break through the innate, my Tianmen will not have to look at the 'Tianshizong' from now on." The faces of several sects have changed!"

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