Great Song catcher

Chapter 218 The Uninvited Guest

"This is no small matter."

Nian Cangqiong said with a solemn expression: "The White Lotus Sect has always been sneaky in its actions, so I don't know what plan to come up with this time?"

"What else can I think?"

"It's nothing more than for the famous sword meeting."

Nie Feng walked to Pang Fei's body, lifted the white cloth, and carefully observed the wound on his throat.

He had studied this wound last night, but due to the dark sky, the time was too hasty, and the disciples who were patrolling the night from Sword Forging City arrived later, Nie Feng simply identified the wound in order not to fall into the limelight. Too much detailing.

"Could it be that they also came here for the Shechen Sword?"

Nian Cangqiong was shocked when he heard the words, and his face became more dignified. Then he thought of the fourth elder who was poisoned in his body, and the sixth elder who died inexplicably. Reached half into the realm of God.

But now.

But one soul returned to Jiuyou.

The other person also stepped into the palace of Hades with half a foot.

Could it be that this matter was also done by the White Lotus Sect?
The whereabouts of the White Lotus Sect are secretive, and there are countless masters in the sect.

The Holy Maiden of the White Lotus in the sect is the seventh peerless master in the Tongtian Ranking, ranking above his father Nian Wuji.

The second Holy Envoy of the Sun and the Moon under the Holy Maiden was a master who had half-stepped into the realm of gods 30 years ago. After more than [-] years, no one can guarantee whether they have truly advanced to the realm of gods.

Only then did Nian Tianqiong realize.

The huge Sword Forging City has fallen into a situation of internal and external troubles without knowing when...

"Young City Lord."

Nie Feng turned around and looked at Nian Cangqiong, "What does Yao Lao think about his throat injury?"

Hearing Nie Feng's figure, Nian Cangqiong's heart trembled slightly, and he gradually came back to his senses, walked over and said, "This wound is very special, Yao Lao said that it was not caused by an ordinary weapon, but some weapons like arrows, It went right through his throat at a distance."

"Arrow?"

Nie Feng looked at the marks on the wound again.

"Yes."

Nian Cangqiong walked to Pang Fei's body, took out a blank piece of paper from his arms, and said, "This is the weapon that Yao Lao guessed based on the wound. There may be some differences from the real thing, but the difference must not be too far away." .”

Nie Feng took the white paper from Nian Cangqiong's hand and spread it out for a look.

What is drawn on it is an arrow in the shape of a three-edged armor-piercing cone, which is similar to the armor-piercing arrows used in the army, but the three-edged blade of the armor-piercing cone is rolled up in a spiral shape, and the edge of the blade has sharp barbs. There are also three blood grooves.

Although the figure was drawn on paper, Nie Feng couldn't help being slightly surprised after seeing it.

This kind of weapon looks like it was born for killing.

Even armored cavalry on the battlefield may not be able to block such arrows.

If it is used by a martial arts master who is good at archery, the power will be even more astonishing. Even the three major body protection magical arts of Buddhism, as long as they have not been cultivated to a high level, it may be difficult for Ye Ye to resist.

"Such a distinctive feature, as long as this person stays in Sword Forging City, he will show up sooner or later."

Nie Feng handed back the drawing and said, "But I don't think this person is from the Central Plains martial arts."

Nian Cangqiong nodded and said: "The third grandfather also said the same. He said that this might be a master in the desert or Mongolia, and only the nomads there are good at using bows and arrows."

"It seems that this famous sword meeting is really lively..."

Nie Feng covered the white cloth back and said, "How is the Fourth Elder?"

"Scattering Qi Bingxin's poison is too overbearing, and Yao Lao's method can only temporarily keep fourth grandfather's life alive. We can only ask for help from the Wen family in Lingnan at the time of the Famous Sword Conference."

Nian Tianqiong sighed lightly.

"I just don't know if Fourth Grandpa can hold on until then."

"The Fourth Elder's skills are profound, and he also has the medical skills of Yao Lao, so it should be fine in a short time..."

"I can only hope so..."

The two left the house.

As the center of the entire Sword Forging City, the City Lord's Mansion is of course magnificent and magnificent, and it occupies an extremely large area.

Just when Nie Feng was about to leave, a refined middle-aged man came out from the front hall.

"father!"

After seeing this middle-aged man.

Nian Tianqiong immediately walked over.

Nie Feng was taken aback.

He didn't expect that this elegant middle-aged man would be Nian Wuji, who was number ten on the Tongtian Ranking.

"Junior Nie Feng has met senior."

Nie Feng walked over and bowed his hands.

"Nie Feng?"

Nian Wuji was startled for a moment, then a complex look flashed in his eyes, he nodded and said, "20 years have passed in the blink of an eye, I never thought you would grow up so big..."

"Father...you met Brother Nie before?"

Before Nie Feng could speak.

Nian Tianqiong on the side asked first.

Nian Wuji nodded, and sighed softly: "Pu Yun once showed great kindness to me in making Jiancheng, I didn't expect his son to help me in making Jiancheng today, you must be responsible for casting Shechen Sword into a nephew without."

"Unfortunately, forcing the cloud..."

"Forget it... let's not talk about it."

Nian Wuji seemed to have thought of something, the conversation suddenly changed, and another topic was changed.

Yet at this moment.

In the sky, however, the golden light shone, faintly accompanied by bursts of Sanskrit sounds, and golden lotus petals fell from the sky like rain.

"Amitabha!"

A Buddha's call came into the hall.

The sound was as loud as a bell, and the golden sound waves rushed forward like waves, bypassing Nie Feng and Nian Cangqiong, and swept towards Nian Wuji who was sitting at the top!

And Nian Wuji sat there motionless, not even shaking the hand holding the teacup. Seeing the furious golden waves were about to hit Nian Wuji's body, Nie Feng suddenly saw a cold light flashing in Nian Wuji's eyes!
The wave-like sound wave was split into two in an instant!
Then disappear into nothingness...

"who?"

Nian Tianqiong jumped out of the hall!
There was already a black long sword in his hand.

Nie Feng also flew down into the courtyard, carefully surveying the void.

Golden lotus petals fell from the sky, fell to the ground like a rain of flowers, and then collapsed without a trace...

"get out!"

Nian Wuji gave a clear whistle.

The black long sword in his hand flashed three beams of sword light, and fell fiercely towards the void in front of him!

"Eighteen Swords of Heaven..."

A golden light suddenly appeared in the void.

A melodious figure came out of it, and the Buddha wheel was faintly visible in the light, and a figure was sitting in lotus position.

And at the same time.

A round of golden light also appeared in the void behind Nie Feng!
A giant hand made of gold protruded from it, and slowly fell towards the top of Nie Feng's head. The movement seemed slow, but it exuded a strange force, and it was difficult for the two of them to resist.

"Pretend to be a ghost!"

Nie Feng snorted coldly.

The true energy of the Black Ice Stinging Dragon Kungfu rotated crazily, and the cold and bitter Black Ice Handle Qi took shape in Nie Feng's hands, directly blasting that big golden hand into pieces!
"Want to save me!"

"It also depends on whether you have that fate!"

(End of this chapter)