"Ning Daoqi and Fan Qinghui are dead! We killed them!"

Bi Shouxuan, Wen Caiting, Elder Yun, Elder Xia and others were staring at the bodies of Ning Daoqi and Fan Qinghui in the huge pit, some of them in a daze.

Ning Daoqi, nicknamed"Sanren", was known as the number one person in the Central Plains. He was known as the world's three greatest masters together with Goguryeo martial arts master"Master Yijian" Fu Cailin and Saiwai martial arts master"Martial Honor" Bi Xuan.

Fan Qinghui was the head of the White Dao Holy Land Cihang Jingzhai.

These two people have extremely high status in the world today, and their influence is far greater than that of the four major clan leaders.

In the past, Bi Shouxuan and others would probably not be in the eyes of Ning Daoqi and Fan Qinghui.

However, now they have joined forces to kill two people.

This made Bi Shouxuan and others unable to come back to their senses for a while.

""Fan Qinghui, you are defeated after all!"

Zhu Yuyan looked at Fan Qinghui's body, and her heart was not at peace.

This old enemy had been fighting with her for decades, and had accompanied her for most of her life. Now he finally died in front of her.

But Xianxian was very calm.

After witnessing the miracles of Li Yi, the god, she did not feel much about killing Ning Daoqi and Fan Qinghui.

Surrounded by hundreds of imperial guards, Yang Guang walked over quickly.

Seeing that the Golden Palace and the surrounding pavilions were completely flattened by the aftermath of the war, he secretly smacked his lips. He had a new understanding of the terrifying combat power of the Grand Master.

This is almost inhuman power.

When he saw the bodies of Ning Daoqi and Fan Qinghui, he couldn't suppress his excitement.

He understood very well that Ning Daoqi and Fan Qinghui had a high status and weight in Buddhism. The death of these two people was definitely a heavy blow to the entire Buddhism.

""Queen Yin, Divine Envoy, I have received news that the 150,000 troops of the Li clan have left Guanzhong and are heading for Chang'an. Should we send troops immediately?"

Yang Guang asked.

"Send out troops! The death of Ning Daoqi and Fan Qinghui has dealt a heavy blow to Buddhism. It is time to take advantage of their weakness and kill them!"

Zhu Yuyan said with a sneer

""Okay, I will immediately issue an order to dispatch the Xiaoguo Army to completely destroy the Li Clan's army."

Yang Guang said excitedly, and immediately asked a eunuch to bring the imperial edict that had been prepared long ago to the Imperial Army camp.

The noise of this battle was too loud, and it was impossible to hide it from those who were interested. Besides, Qianqian, Zhu Yuyan and others did not think of hiding it.

If the news of Ning Daoqi and Fan Qinghui's death were spread, it would definitely hit the reputation and morale of the Buddhist sect...

In this case, why should we hide it?

They even added fuel to the fire.

Suddenly, the news of Ning Daoqi and Fan Qinghui's death quickly spread throughout Luoyang and the whole world!

Luoyang was in a turmoil!

The world was shocked!

"What? Ning Sanren, the number one person in the Middle Earth, and the master of the Fanzhai of Cihang Jingzhai, are dead?"

"This is impossible. Ning Sanren is the best master in the world, and Master Fanzhai is also a half-step grandmaster. Who can kill them?"

"Is the news true?"

"It is absolutely true! The bodies of both of them were hung outside the palace. They were said to have committed a great crime of disrespect by daring to visit the palace at night, and were killed on the spot by the masters of the palace!"

The black and white worlds, the major forces in the martial arts world, and countless warriors were all moved and unbelievable after hearing the news.

The news was too shocking.

It was like a magnitude twelve earthquake.

Lingnan!

Songjia Mountain City!

Modao Hall!

A deep and majestic figure, with his hands behind his back, stood in front of a stone tablet, calmly staring at the names engraved on it.

There are not many names on the stone tablet.

There are only a few people.

Look carefully, and you can see"Ning Daoqi"、"Bi Xuan"、"Fu Cailin"、"The names of Shi Zhixuan and others

"Apart from the sword, there is nothing else... I have reached this level. There are not many people in the world who can be my opponent!"

Song Que sighed slightly, feeling a sense of loneliness.

He stood with his hands behind his back, giving people the illusion that he is the sword and the sword is him.

The sharp and fierce edge made people shudder.

Suddenly, a burst of hurried footsteps came from outside.

""Brother, look at the latest intelligence. Ning Daoqi and Fan Qinghui were killed."

Song Zhi strode in, speaking in disbelief, and handed the intelligence to Song Que.

Upon hearing this, Song Que's body shook undetectably, and two cold rays of light suddenly burst out of his eyes, and a majestic and vast sword intent poured out like a flood. Song Zhi was startled, as if he saw a terrifying sky sword rising into the sky and slashing at him. He couldn't help but step back three steps.

Then, he realized that it was an illusion, and he was already sweating profusely behind him.

Song Que looked at the intelligence silently, and when he saw Ning Daoqi... When Fan Qinghui died, his face was slightly moved.

But when he saw Fan Qinghui dead and her body hanging outside the palace, the sword intent emanating from him contained an extremely cold murderous intent.

Fan Qinghui, this was the woman he had loved. She was also the only woman he had ever loved.

Although in the end, the two were unable to get together due to differences in ideas.

But... he would not allow others to kill Fan Qinghui, let alone hang Fan Qinghui's body.

The information in Song Que's hand was shattered, as if it had been cut into pieces by countless sword beams and scattered all over the ground.

"Yinkui Sect? I don't know how your strength has increased so much that you defeated Ning Daoqi. But you shouldn't have killed Qinghui... and you shouldn't have hung her body."

"I do have different political views from Qing Hui, and I am even planning to attack the Li family she supports... But I will not allow anyone to insult her like this!"

Song Que said to himself, and stepped out of the knife grinding hall.

Song Zhi looked at Song Que's back, as if he saw a long-forgotten heavenly sword coming out of the world, and he knew that something big was going to happen.

In the suburbs of Chang'an!

In an ancient and cold Buddhist temple, a figure who looked 34 years old was sitting cross-legged, with a combination of two contradictory temperaments of kindness and rebelliousness.

""Ning Daoqi, you are dead!"

Shi Zhixuan muttered to himself, with a hint of shock in his eyes.

He had fought with Ning Daoqi many times, so he knew how terrifying Ning Daoqi was.

Even in his prime, he could not guarantee that he could defeat Ning Daoqi.

"Who is it? Who can defeat Ning Daoqi? It seems to be related to Yu Yan... But how could Yu Yan have such strength?"

Shi Zhixuan said to himself, with a sense of urgency in his heart.

He felt that the situation in the world was about to change drastically. Even a great master like Ning Daoqi who could suppress an entire country was dead. If he didn't recover his strength as soon as possible, he would be eliminated by the times.

"We must find the evil emperor's relics as soon as possible! Recover from injuries and even go further!"

Shi Zhixuan left the Buddhist temple in a flash.

He recently discovered two interesting young men. He felt that whether he could find the evil emperor's relics depended on these two young men.

The 150,000 troops of the Li clan went out of Guanzhong, led by Li Shimin, the second son of the Li clan. They were invincible all the way, and many cities surrendered.

In a blink of an eye, the 150,000 troops of the Li clan were only a few hundred miles away from Chang'an.

But on this day, the 150,000 troops of the Li clan suddenly stopped.

When Li Shimin and Shi Feixuan received the news from Luoyang, they were stunned.

"This... How is this possible? Ning Sanren is the best master in the world, and Fan Zhaizhu is also a half-step grandmaster. If the two of them want to leave, even a hundred thousand troops will probably be unable to stop them... How could they be killed?"

Li Shimin muttered to himself, horrified.

"Master……"

Shi Feixuan was already in tears.

She was raised by Fan Qinghui since she was a child. Her knowledge, martial arts, and ways of dealing with things were all taught by Fan Qinghui. Although she and Fan Qinghui were nominally master and disciple, she actually regarded Fan Qinghui as her own mother.

Now that Fan Qinghui was killed and her body was hung outside the palace, she was so heartbroken that she could hardly breathe.

"Brother Shimin, Feixuan must return to Cihang Jingzhai immediately. It's up to you from now on."

After Shi Feixuan finished speaking, her figure disappeared in front of Li Shimin.

Li Shimin's eyes flashed with confusion, not knowing whether to continue to march into Chang'an.

Jingnian Zen Temple!

Master Jiaxiang, Master Zhihui, Master Dixin, Master Daoxin and other four great Buddhist monks hurried to Jingnian Zen Temple on this day and gathered with Master Liaokong. On this day, Jingnian Zen Temple was under martial law and outsiders were not allowed to approach

"I didn't expect that Ning Sanren and Fanzhaizhu would be killed like this. This is the biggest loss for our Buddhist sect in these years."

Master Jiaxiang said solemnly, with a hint of anger in his voice.

"Supporting the Li family to fight for the world was a decision that we Buddhists had already discussed. Originally, the master of Fanzhai would represent our Buddhists and come forward.���Help the Li family, and then have Ning Sanren escort you, so that you can be sure of success."

"I never expected such an accident to happen."

The wise master sighed, with a look of melancholy between his brows.

"The plan to support the Li family in their fight for the world cannot be changed! But... the murderer who killed Ning Sanren and Fan Zhaizhu must also be found. Buddha also has anger. Whoever dares to provoke our Buddhist sect will go to hell."

The voice of the Venerable Emperor Xin was like thunder, and the flame of destruction seemed to burn in his eyes. A trace of murderous aura emanated from him.

"The four of us haven't taken action for a long time. This time, let's take action together. Well, Master Zhenyan is the guardian of this generation of our Buddhist sect. People don't know that he has already been promoted to a grandmaster. We will invite Master Zhenyan to come out of the mountain, so that we can be sure of success."

Master Daoxin said

"Amitabha, let's decide it this way!"

Master Jiaxiang, Master Zhihui, Venerable Dixin, Master Liaokong and others expressed their agreement.

The death of Ning Daoqi and Fan Qinghui can be said to have truly angered the entire Buddhist community.

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