Investing in the Rebirth Empress, She Called Me Husband

"Yin Huacheng, dead?"

A stone stirred up a thousand waves, and everyone was shocked.

That Yin Huacheng, among the people who came from Qingyuan Sect this time, had the highest realm.

There were not many people who dared to say that they could definitely beat him.

Dead? !

"If he really died, he died a mile away from the manor, and his body has been carried back."

It can be seen from the pale faces of the disciples of Fenyulin.

Yin Huacheng was not only dead, but also died miserably.

For a moment, countless people looked in the direction of the people of Qingyuan Sect.

But they saw that most people in Qingyuan Sect looked normal, and they were not as angry and excited as expected.

It was as if a stranger had died.

Still, Li Mo said with a serious face:

"I think there must be something strange about this matter, let's go and take a look."

.........

The wind and rain are the same as before.

Tonight must be a sleepless night.

In the front hall of Dongli Manor, there was a straw mat, and there was faint blood seeping out. If it wasn't Yin Huacheng, it would be hard to say that this person was dead.

"How tragic."

"Who... who killed him?"

"I don't even know what weapon he used, but it shouldn't be a sword."

"Hiss... He was a master of the five senses of the divine realm, but he didn't even have a chance to call for help. He was killed in one blow!"

Everyone started talking, with fear and doubt on their faces.

Yin Huacheng was considered a strong man in the divine realm.

But now he was killed in one blow like a chicken.

"Someone has been sent to inform the elders."

"Brother Ouyang, what do you think?"

"Brother Tie, what about you?"

Luo Yu looked at the two people.

One of them was the second-ranked disciple of Qingyuan Sect, and also the chief of Ruyi Peak.

And Tieqi was not only the eldest disciple of Gangdou Sect, but also an experienced ghostwriter.

"The murderer didn't use internal breath or soul."

Ouyang was a young man with a sad face. He shook his head as he looked at Yin Huacheng's body.

No soul?

Didn't use internal energy?

In other words, Yin Huacheng was beaten to death by brute force?

Hiss...

There were gasps in the field.

Killing a Guanshen realm with brute force, is this something a human can do?

Too brutal.

"The weapon used by the murderer should be... a hammer!"

"And that person only used one move."

"The person who attacked should be a killer from Xiyu Tower, who practices an extremely domineering body training method."

Tieqi's expression was extremely heavy.

He could only see these, after all, he didn't see it with his own eyes.

"Using a hammer?"

"Killed with one hammer?"

"Xiyu Tower?"

Everyone looked at each other, and the timid ones swallowed their saliva.

The arrogance on Bai Jinghong's face disappeared, and he silently calculated in his heart.

The more he calculated, the paler his face became.

If he were in a different place, his fate should be similar.

Yin Huacheng also practiced a body training, he knew that, in terms of body alone, he was a little stronger than him.

This small East Wilderness, there is such a terrifying existence?

"It's the Northwest Hammer King!"

At this time, a young girl spoke.

What the hell?

Many eyes looked at Luo Yao who had just spoken.

"Yes, it's the Northwest Hammer King."

"I've seen him take action, and he smashed the Night Ghost Liu Heng into mud with one hammer."

"And from his voice, he's not very old, he should be a big brother."

Luo Yao raised his little face, quite proud of himself.

Luo Yu fell into deep thought. He used to disdain the existence of the Northwest Hammer King, but now he really doubted it.

Everyone was silent and fell into deep thought.

An extremely cruel Xiyulou killer who likes to use a hammer to smash people to death is nearby.

According to convention, they should have been excited and said a few polite words, and expressed that they would do their best to assist Qingyuan Sect in arresting the murderer, so as to make the scene beautiful.

No one dared.

What if the murderer didn't go far?

"In broad daylight, in the open air!"

A very angry voice came.

Everyone was stunned and looked at the dark moon, strong wind and heavy rain outside.

"Bold madman! How dare he attack and kill my sect disciples!"

"I, Li Mo, cannot coexist with him!"

The young man smashed the watermelon on the ground after eating it, and said righteously.

The young talents present were all blushing.

They were just afraid and didn't even dare to fart.

Look at him, how open and aboveboard, how noble and upright, how daring to be the first in the world.

I heard that this Li Zhenchuan was eager to do good and hate evil, and the rumors were true!

"Brother Li is open-minded!"

"Brother Li is fine!"

The whole room cheered, some people gave thumbs up, and clapped enthusiastically.

But the cheers soon stopped.

Because...the wind and rain outside seemed to have stopped suddenly?

No, it was not that the wind and rain stopped, but all the rain was firmly fixed and could not fall.

It was the field of the inner scene strongman.

Yin Huaxuan walked in expressionlessly, but his aura was like that of an angry lion.

Beside him, there were inner scene strongmen from many forces in Ziyang Mansion.

Just now, they had searched a hundred miles around, not even letting go of a fly, but they did not find any clues.

If the other party didn't grow wings and fly away, then there is only one possibility.

"Come out."

"I already know you."

The voice echoed, deafening, and almost everyone lost their minds at this moment, and the panic sound went straight into their hearts.

Everyone felt like there was something stuck in their throat, and the secrets in their hearts could not be hidden.

Li Mo also felt that he seemed to be stared at by a ferocious beast.

But he didn't feel uneasy at all.

That's it? It's far worse than Master.

Yin Huaxuan's eyes stayed on Li Mo for a moment.

He remembered that when he left the sect, Yin Huacheng had a conflict with him?

But...

This kid is good at using swords, and he is only in the inner breath realm...

"Elder Yin Hua, the murderer may not be here."

"Who knows what treacherous means the thieves in Xiyu Tower have to escape."

"I, Fen Yulin, will help you to track it down with all your strength."

The middle-aged man in Confucian robes spoke, breaking this aura.

"That person might come for the Blood Phoenix Secret Realm."

"Yes, he will definitely show up in the Secret Realm. If my disciples have any news, we will definitely share what we have."

The other inner-view masters all spoke up.

"Yao'er."

"You have seen that person. Come and tell us what his characteristics are."

After all, the incident happened in the territory of Fenyu Forest.

They also paid enough attention to the death of a true disciple of Qingyuan Sect.

That night, all the elites of the sect went out, and several inner-view masters were also dispatched, making a lot of noise. For a time, Qinghe County was in a state of panic, and even the stealing and sneaking things were gone.

But no matter how big the noise was, it didn't have much results.

Besides, Qinghe County is not the only one now. Although some forces have no roots in Ziyang Mansion, they can't investigate them thoroughly.

This mobilization of troops was destined to be thunder and rain from the beginning.

And the Blood Phoenix Secret Realm is about to open.

Those who will die by then, how can there be more than one true disciple?

The next day

Red Maple Mountain, fifty miles away from Qinghe County.

The maple leaves here bloom all year round, and they are this blood red color all year round. Today, this bright red is even more enchanting, as if it will dye the clouds red.

I don’t know if it has anything to do with the blood phoenix that fell here.

Now the clouds are moving in all directions, and countless warriors from all directions have gathered here.

The secret realm is about to open.