Opening: Me, I become stronger when I am beaten!

At this moment, the entire area of ​​the Divine Sword Valley shook, and many disciples were stunned when they heard the news of the death of Elder He of the Deacon Hall.

Everyone speculated one after another, could it be that some hidden old monster suddenly appeared and would be detrimental to the Divine Sword Valley.

There were different opinions for a while, but in the absence of definite information, these speculations are simply untenable.

In the meeting hall, more than a dozen elders gathered together, and everyone looked worried.

"Unexpectedly, He Changlin died unexpectedly. Obviously, his cultivation base has reached the seventh heaven of the Martial King. Such a realm can be regarded as a rare strong man. There must be something strange about this matter." An elder said.

Everyone was speechless, they had received too little information, no one knew what had happened, and no amount of guessing would be superfluous.

After all, this kind of thing is too rare, and it is almost impossible to encounter it in normal times.

An old man in black got up and said, "Elder He discussed with me the day before about the abandoned land. A local aborigine came to the Shenze Continent in a ship, and Elder He went down the mountain himself for this matter. "

When he said this, everyone looked at him one after another. This information is too important. Everyone didn't have a clue at first, but now they finally have a direction.

Gu Zhu who was sitting in the first seat nodded and said: "This outsider is very mysterious. According to my guess, He Changlin's death must have been done by him."

Everyone nodded.

This guess is relatively reliable.

But everyone was worried for a while.

"If the monks in the abandoned land have such strong strength, it would be too terrifying. Being able to kill Elder He in just one day is not something that ordinary masters can do."

"If there is a stronger existence in the abandoned land, I am afraid that we have made a big mistake this time."

"Our manpower in the Abandoned Land may be in danger."

Everyone said something to each other, guessed one after another, and suddenly fell into panic.

Fear of the unknown is an instinctive reaction of human beings, and they are no exception.

The abandoned land they claimed was just discovered not long ago, and now they encountered this kind of trouble, which made them feel as if they had kicked a steel plate.

Seeing this scene, the owner of the valley was a little upset.

He slapped the table and said, "Everyone be quiet."

He was obviously not satisfied with the panic among the elders.

"This person was able to find He Changlin in a short period of time. He must have obtained a lot of information, otherwise it would be impossible to be so accurate."

The owner of the valley said: "And at this time, he has not forced his way into our Divine Sword Valley. This shows that his strength is not enough to compete with our Divine Sword Valley, so he can only operate on the periphery."

Hearing this, everyone was finally relieved, but the death of He Changlin still shrouded everyone's hearts like a haze that could not be dispelled.

The owner of the valley looked at the crowd, "So this time, I will personally go down the mountain to arrest this person, not only to avenge He Changlin, but also to maintain the dignity of my God Sword Valley!"

After finishing speaking, he got up and walked out of the meeting hall, leaving all the elders present, although they were still a little worried, they were relieved.

The owner of the valley personally made a move, presumably the aborigines of this abandoned place must be unable to resist.

A few hours later, news spread that Elder He of the Deacon Hall of the Divine Sword Valley was beheaded and killed at the foot of the mountain. It is a joke that a third-rate faction, an elder in the sect, was killed in front of his own house.

Such things have rarely happened in Shenzhe Continent for hundreds of years.

Unless there are hostile forces who deliberately set traps, such things are still rare.

Moreover, the Divine Sword Valley has always been aloof from the world, and it is a safe place. Now that something like this happened, it seems that their power has declined.

Originally, he planned to prepare for a day and go down the mountain early the next morning, but after hearing the news from outside, the valley owner finally couldn't sit still, so he went down the mountain that afternoon.

He gritted his teeth and muttered: "Ye Chen, if I catch you, I will definitely cut your body into pieces, and I will cut off your head to light a sky lantern!"

On the other side, after Ye Chen returned to the inn, he sorted out the storage bags he had harvested this time.

There were quite a few good things in it, but he didn't use them.

Because after today's battle, many monks in the city already knew him, and when he killed the old man in blue, he made a lot of noise.

When he came in, many eyes swept towards him from time to time, but they didn't dare to look at him blatantly.

This feeling made him a little uncomfortable.

So he took out a set of uniforms for the disciples of the Divine Sword Valley, put them on, and dressed up briefly. From the outside, he looked the same as a normal disciple of the Divine Sword Valley.

Immediately, he left the inn and walked towards the Divine Sword Valley.

This time, no one paid special attention to him, apparently his disguise technique had already fooled the monks in the city.

When I came to the mountain gate, I saw that there were many high mountains in front of me, and the Excalibur Valley was built on the mountains, and it was indeed very generous.

At this time, the valley owner had just left the mountain gate, and many passing disciples bowed their hands to salute, but one person turned a blind eye.

"stop!"

Ye Chen heard a voice calling him to stop, stopped immediately, and turned his head to look over.

"The owner of the valley is here, and he turns a blind eye. You have no respect, why are you so?"

Ye Chen was also taken aback, he had already squeezed his waist card, and was about to face the inspection, but he didn't expect it to be because of this.

He cupped his hands and said: "Master Gu, when this disciple was going down the mountain to practice, he accidentally received news that Elder He of the Deacon Hall was beheaded by gangsters. He went to the scene of the incident to check and found that it was true, so he immediately rushed back to the sect to report the news."

"That's why, let's go in."

Master Gu saw that this disciple came back in a hurry because of the matter of the elder, so he didn't pursue it further.

Even those old guys were at a loss for a while when they heard the shocking news, let alone ordinary disciples.

After Ye Chen successfully entered, he was walking on the small path of the mountain gate, but was called out for no reason.

"Come here, this Xuanwu Jiange will help guard for three hours, I'm sorry."

This disciple has the mid-term cultivation base of Wu Zun, and it seems that his status is not low, and he shouts and shouts at ordinary disciples.

Just like that, Ye Chen was pulled to the door of Xuanwu Jiange.

This is an independent building in the back mountain. There is no one around, but it is very remote.

Walk in slowly, surrounded by a pile of dilapidated broken swords, like a garbage dump.

However, at this moment, there was a feeling in his heart, as if a force wanted to guide him in.

He hesitated for a moment, then decided to go in and find out.

Maybe this will be an adventure.

At the end, it seemed as if a long sword was being bound by nine iron chains, and there was a crisp sword sound on the spot.