Thunderbolt Single Sword God

The top of the hill.

The practice of Tianqiao secret realm is over.

Mo Li lived up to expectations, in the secret realm of Tianqiao, after more than 800 years of cultivation, the Cultivation Base has reached the peak of Innate, and it is quite thick and extraordinary.

However, Xiang's aptitude and temperament are slightly weaker than before, which is not satisfactory. After more than 400 years of cultivation in the Tianqiao secret realm, he has reached the limit, and the Cultivation Base can reach the peak.

"Huang Jue senior, thank you for your care these days, Junior will always remember it."

Mo Li was dressed in a blue and white chivalrous suit, he was handsome, he bowed slightly to thank him, his demeanor was different from before, a little less cold, his aura was restrained and round, a little more heavy.

"Godmother, I will come to see you again as before."

Xiang Ruxi's eyes were sad, she just left the customs a few days ago, and she got along very well with Huang Jue during the months of waiting on the top of the hill.

Knowing that Xiang Ruxi had lost her parents when she was young, Huang Jue felt pity in her heart, so she took the initiative to recognize Xiang Ruxi as a righteous daughter, and Xiang Ruxi also liked the kind Huang Jue very much.

In the midst of joy, she worshiped Huang Jue as her godmother. During the several months of waiting for Mo Li to leave the customs, she felt a mother's love, and at this moment, she felt very reluctant to part with her.

"Are you two about to leave? Are you not waiting for your master? Just like before, don't be depressed, you two can come to the White Peak at any time."

Huang "Qi Ba San" felt a little surprised in his heart, seeing Mo Li and Xiang Ruxi, they seemed to be ready to say goodbye, but the sudden incident made him feel a little bit reluctant.

"Well, Master flew to me last night. He has important matters to deal with in the Martial Forest of the Central Plains. Therefore, let the two of us return to the Southern Territory on our own."

Before Mo Li went to bed last night, Cangpeng Shenhong returned and brought back a letter from his family telling him that Mo Yunhao would not come to the top of the hill.

now.

Mo Li and Xiang Ru have achieved a little success in practice, and have initially possessed the capital to gain a foothold in the Martial Forest. In Mo Yunhao's view, it is time to become independent in the Martial Forest.

"Oh, so that's the case, how about it, I haven't visited old friends in the Southern Region for a long time, so let me go with you two."

Huang Jue nodded with a smile. She hadn't reminisced with her old friend Xuanshang for decades. At this moment, she felt a little moved. It happened that Moli and Xiangru were about to return to the Southern Region, so they wanted to go there.

"That's great, godmother."

When Xiang Ruxi heard that Huang Jue was also going to the Southern Region together, she was immediately elated, and she put her arms around Huang Jue's arm, and said happily like a baby.

"That's very good, Huangjue senior, please wait a moment."

Mo Li was also quite happy in his heart. The sound transmission and the sky-splitting cangpeng of Nine Heavens, Nine Heavens was thundering, and Shenhong waved his ice blue scales, floating on the top of the ruins.

immediately.

The three of them disappeared from the Temple of Heaven in an instant, and in the next instant, three extraordinary figures stood on the back of Cang Peng, flapping their wings through the sea of ​​clouds, and flew to the southern region...

Distress, Central Plains Martial Forest.

Traveling to visit the fairyland of Jianzi, a friend, and hearing the bad news, just like Mo Yunhao, he was shocked.

Immediately heartbroken, Tao Martial King, the head of the valley, is not only the head, but also his friend.

today.

Dao Martial King Valley, the wind is raging, before the head of the mourning hall, everyone in Dao Martial King Valley is here, all with a look of sadness.

Jianzi returned from the fairy trace, at this moment, burning incense to pay homage, I feel very sad.

months ago.

The personal boy who served the head of the Dao Martial King Valley had something to report to the head, but that day, it was so unusual that he didn't get any response.

The boy only thought that the sect master was practicing meditation and had reached the state of ecstasy, so he didn't care, but as time went by, every time he reported it, he didn't respond.

Xiao Daotong felt more and more that something was wrong, so he didn't dare to be negligent, and reported the strange thing to Zhu Zun, the supreme third cultivator.

So Zhu Zun personally reported it, but just as Daotong said, there was no response at all.

Zhu Zun had a bad premonition in his heart, he broke into the door, and then came to the cabinet, his heart was shaken, and he was shocked, accompanied by screams of shock.

But see.

In the cabinet, the incense burner is curling up. On the futon where the headmaster usually sits in meditation, there is no longer the fairy-like appearance, only a pile of ashes remains...

After the head died in a strange way, the slender elders investigated carefully, but there was no clue in the end. All signs indicated that Qi Deviation believed that the head might have practiced carelessly, and Qi Deviation set himself on fire and died.

"Jianzi, please mourn."

Zhu Zun's expression was solemn, and his heart was filled with pain. He stepped forward, patted Jianzi Xianji's shoulder, and said in relief.

"Everyone, alas."

Jianzi Xianji was full of doubts in his heart, he didn't really believe in everyone's words and judgments, it was unimaginable to die after practicing Qi Deviation.

The words were in his mouth, he hesitated for a while, he didn't ask any questions on the spot, there were many people here, so he could only ask his friend Zhu Zun in private to investigate the matter secretly.

Jianzi Xianji had concerns in his heart and dared not speak out, but someone was naturally fearless, suddenly, the sound of indifference resounded through the mourning hall.

"The Daoist Cultivation Technique has always been peaceful, not to mention the Daoist Martial King's method of doing Qi Deviation? Nonsense!"

The words just fell.

But he saw a cold figure, like a dream bubble, disappearing without a trace, silently, showing an ethereal figure, standing with his hands behind his back, his tone was quite cold and reprimanded, no rebuttal was allowed!

"Sword Master!"

Everyone in Dao Martial King's Valley was shocked, they didn't dare to refute, they all bent down to salute, saying that the death of the head of Martial King's Valley was too strange.

All the slender leaders decided not to announce the mourning to the world's Taoism, but to secretly invite the Sword Master to preside over the overall situation and elect the next Taoist Martial King Valley head.

"Zhu Zun, Hu Yin fires instantly, the sword stays behind, and everyone else retreats!"

Mo Yunhao felt quite emotional in his heart, and burned incense to pay homage according to the etiquette. Immediately, his eyes were cold, without anger and prestige, he glanced at the people present indifferently, and stopped for a moment on Lie Yuzi, and ordered indifferently.

"Yes!"

Everyone in the Dao Martial King Valley retreated respectfully. Who doesn't know the character of the sword master, the prestige of the Martial Forest, and his domineering style. If anyone dares to question this, he may die in the mourning hall in an instant.

When the others left, Mo Yunhao sighed. Unexpectedly, with his intervention, Dao Martial King, the head of the valley, still could not escape bad luck.

For a moment, Mo Yunhao was a little bit afraid of the destiny rules of the plight.

"Master Swordsman, you two, this is not a place to talk, please."

Zhu Zun stroked his beard and suggested, Mo Yunhao nodded slightly and thought it was reasonable, and said that the mourning hall of Martial King's head should be respected, so the four of them came to the hall where Zhu Zun was in the blink of an eye.

Mo Yunhao was in the first seat, and everyone sat in a row. You Daotong made good tea for everyone, served it respectfully, and retired respectfully.

"To be honest, I agree with what the master of swordsmanship said before, and I also think in my heart. I think the death of the master is quite strange."

At this moment, Jianzi Xianji said what was in his heart, Qi Deviation's self-immolation statement, and he did not agree with it.

"Zhu Zun, Hu Yin, you two, please tell me in detail, and also ask whether there has been any unusual behavior in the Martial King Valley recently?"

In Mo Yunhao's heart, he believed that the murderer was Lie Yuzi and others, but he didn't expect such an accident to happen so early, so he had to learn more about it before making a decision.

Lie Yuzi.

Ranked one of the top three cultivators in the Dao Martial King Valley, this person has always been arrogant and conceited.

In the future, in order to fulfill his ambitions, Yu Nengtian, one of the eight tribes of Tianxie, launched a rebellion in cooperation with the deployment of the evil god Baqi, assassinated and seriously injured the head of the Dao Martial King Valley, resulting in his death.

Then he forced to kill people who were not of the same way, so that the ascetics in the valley suffered heavy casualties, and the valley of Taoist Martial King was closed to the outside world.

therefore.

Mo Yunhao believed that Lie Yuzi was the most suspected person, but this person was in a high position in the Dao Martial King Valley, and he couldn't be killed at will, otherwise it would be difficult to convince the public.

"Master Jian, Jianzi, I was the first person to discover the death of the head of the sect, let me tell you, the details are as follows... Therefore, everyone judged that they practiced Qi Deviation and died by self-immolation. 27

Zhu Zun's face was solemn, he glanced at Hu Yin who was sitting next to him, and found that the other party nodded slightly to him, understood, and slowly told the truth.

"Jianzi, what do you think?"

Mo Yunhao felt quite calm after hearing this. If what Zhu Zun said is true, there is indeed no flaw, and the only way to judge is to practice Qi Deviation.

But there is no flaw, just because it has not been discovered yet, Mo Yunhao believes that the head is murdered by others, so as to lock the 'murderer'

At this moment, looking at the expression of Jianzi Xianji, he seemed to be thinking, so he asked.

"Master Swordsman, you two, I'm just thinking, if the sect master is really harmed by others, and the arrangements are so impeccable, it's obvious that he planned it in advance, so he has to ask for something, so what is his motive?"

Jianzi Xianji pondered for a moment, and slowly expressed the thoughts in his heart. Although he used the method of assumption, it can be seen that he still tends to think that the head of the sect died unexpectedly.

"Jianzi, the death of the head will definitely elect the next head, and now, the most popular next head of Dao Martial King Valley is nothing more than..."

Hu Yinshun 3.3 Huo nodded slightly, since Master Swordsman and Jianzi Xianji both believed that the master was harmed by others, he proceeded accordingly, the death of the master, the most beneficial one should be the next master.

"Huyin! Be careful, I and Lie Yuzi will never harm the head, I love you!"

Because of Hu Yin's instant deduction, Zhu Zun stood up in shock, and interrupted quickly, saying that the most vocal voices in Martial King Valley at this time were nothing more than him and Lie Yuzi.

"Zhu Zun, calm down!"

Mo Yunhao said something to calm him down, he actually agrees with Hu Yin's deduction of instant fire.

It is not unreasonable that the world is bustling and bustling for profit, but he can invite Zhu Zun to discuss matters, so he trusts him.

"Zhu Zun, I don't doubt you anymore, otherwise, how could I speak out in front of Master Swordsman, in front of you?"

Hu Yin explained in a flash, because he always felt that Lie Yuzi was a deep-minded and gloomy person. If the death of the head of the sect was artificial, he felt that Lie Yuzi was the most suspect.

"Master of the sword, Hu Yin, I was the one who went too far."

Zhu Zun recalled it at this moment, his expression was a little embarrassed and apologetic, he apologized to his friend Hu Yin, sat down again, with a solemn expression, stroked his beard and thought in his heart.

Is the headmaster really dead?

Could Lie Yuzi be you?