Once upon a time there was a sword-questioner

Chapter 109
Wu Cangyu was seriously injured again.

Although he took the Little Bodhi Pill to suppress his injuries for a short time, after returning to the room of the prefect's mansion, the sword wound on his chest began to bleed again.

Yunjianzong's cloud and mist sword energy can be said to be the best in the world, perhaps only the ghost world's sword energy can be compared with it.

Those sword qi in Wu Cangyu's body destroyed his meridians and flesh and blood. It was not until the next morning that the blood was stopped. Although the cloud and mist sword qi in his body had not completely disappeared, it was finally under control.

The whole room was filled with the smell of blood. Wu Cangyu turned into a bloody man, and there were blood stains on the bed and the floor.

The surrounding walls, doors and windows of the room are covered with a thin layer of light curtains, with countless light spots flickering on it, and the power of heaven and earth fluctuates slightly, isolating the breath here, which is the formation formed by Hai Qing'er.

In the corridor, Hai Qing'er looked at several doors and sighed helplessly.

One was seriously injured, one was in coma, and one was seriously injured after recovery. These people in Kunlun Mountain may not be able to move for a while.

Her gaze fell to the innermost room again, her expression slightly gloomy.

It's been the ninth day, and there is still a mighty sword aura roaring in that room, as if as long as that person doesn't come out, the sword aura will never disappear.

At noon, a shocking news spread throughout Tongxiang City.

Qiu Wuya, the elder of the Yunjian Sect, died. His body was covered with blood, and there were countless small wounds. The fatal wound was the sword wound between his eyebrows.

The body was discovered by a school boy in Ruyunzhai, and the owner of the Zhaizhai soon sent a letter to He Nian and others who went to the south to hunt down the Qingshan swordsman.

If they come back, Tongxiang will be in chaos.

Qiu Wuya is a fellow apprentice of the master of Yunjian Sect. He has a very high status and a very deep state. He is expected to break through to the Formless Realm. Although he was seriously injured, the background of Yunjian Sect will definitely restore him in a short time.

But he just died.

The people in Ruyunzhai are all ordinary people, so naturally they can't tell who killed him.

But what do you think they have already received the news, and the matter will have a result soon.

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A certain place in the south of Tongxiang City is densely covered with hills and criss-cross canyons. It is still a long way from the land of thousands of mountains in the southern land.

A sword light whizzed past, and then a figure in blue shirt landed on the edge of a canyon. He glanced towards the north, and then took a deep breath.

Ning Zhiqiu has been on a long-distance raid for a day and a night without resting for a moment. According to his discussion with Wu Cangyu, Qiu Wuya is already dead at this time.

"I wonder how Cangyu is doing?"

He muttered to himself, and looked down at the abyss of the canyon under his feet. A gust of cold wind rushed up, making his heart tremble.

Wu Cangyu has always had the idea of ​​revenge, so after he came out of seclusion, he discussed such a strategy with Ning Zhiqiu.

One kills, one distracts others.

Wu Cangyu was the murderer, and Ning Zhiqiu was the cover-up, but so far no one has been seen chasing and killing him.

A sigh sounded from the edge of the canyon.

Suddenly there was the sound of breaking wind, Ning Zhiqiu's face changed suddenly, the sound of the wind was very dense, there were dozens of them.

He saw sword light, black mist, and various Taoism emerging one after another, approaching him.

He didn't run, trying to calm down his mind. He slowly put his hands behind his back, the sword in his hand shaking slightly.

"Why does this action look so much like Xiao Tang's?"

Ning Zhiqiu thought of Tang Ge, and the sword in his hand shook more rhythmically.

call out!call out!call out!
Several figures descended. When he was in the underground ruins, he had seen these people from afar, but only a few of them could be named.

"Are you the one next to Tang Ge?"

He Nian of the Yunjian Sect walked out, and the sword energy faintly emanating from his body caused the void to fluctuate.

Ning Zhiqiu looked at him with a chill in his eyes, and said, "I am Ning Zhiqiu."

"Ning Zhiqiu?"

He Nian frowned, with a sneer on the corner of his mouth, and said, "Autumn is coming soon, and it matches your name quite well. Do you want to die or live?"

Ning Zhiqiu said: "I have the final say whether I want to die or live. I don't need to worry about the elders."

He Nian took another step forward, the sword energy surged on the soles of his feet, and a deep crack appeared on the ground, he said: "Some people's lives are indeed in their own hands, but that's just some people, and you Not on this list."

Ning Zhiqiu took a deep breath and said, "Is this the way of the big sect? It's so shameless for Lingyun!"

The people around were expressionless, as if they were looking at a prey that was easy to catch.

He Nian's expression changed slightly, and he said, "You talk too much nonsense, if you tell Tang Ge's whereabouts, you don't have to die."

"call……"

Ning Zhiqiu let out a turbid breath, his heartbeat seemed to be a little more stable, he showed his hands, and a sword with a cold light.

He smiled slightly: "Kill me, maybe he will come to save me, and you will see him naturally."

He Nian snorted coldly: "Big words are not shameful, even a cultivator in the Sunshine Realm dares to make a mistake!"

They moved and approached Ning Zhiqiu from all directions, with the abyss behind them.

A group of masters who are almost all Qianyuan Realm can deal with a Sunshine Realm cultivator, and it should be as easy as picking a flower at the fingertips.

Ning Zhiqiu raised his eyes, glanced coldly at He Nian and the others, then retracted his gaze, looked down at the Qiu Han Sword in his hand, and suddenly grinned.

A sword stabbed out, the chill was surging, and the sword light was piercing.

Qiu Hanjian released a scorching sword light, one turned into two, and the second turned into four, and nearly a thousand sword qi were born in an instant.

The sword energy roared, criss-crossed, and when they converged, they turned into four majestic sword lights.

The four beams of sword light were gathered by countless beams of sword energy, overlapping each other horizontally and vertically, blasting towards the front.

At the same time, Ning Zhiqiu exerted a little force on the soles of his feet, and his body fell backwards.

"Stop him!"

He Nian's pupils shrank suddenly, and the sword formula like the word "well" made him feel palpitations, and at the same time, there was a faint sense of familiarity.

With his loud roar, several powerful auras swept out, and the "well" character trembled for a moment before collapsing.

And Ning Zhiqiu has already fallen towards the abyss.

"Down!"

He Nian didn't hesitate at all, the sword light flickered, and he jumped down directly. Seeing this, the masters of other sects jumped down one after another.

Most of them are Qianyuan realm practitioners, so they naturally have the means to save their lives in the abyss. As long as they get the aura, they are not afraid of getting hurt.

With his head down, Ning Zhiqiu felt several auras above him. He looked up, slightly surprised, and then a cold light appeared in his eyes.

The wind is cold.

He was falling at high speed, and at some point he heard the sound of water, seemingly below.

Ning Zhiqiu breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that the information given by Lu Dingyuan was correct. There was a river below the abyss of the canyon.

Suddenly, the sword energy howled, enveloping his body.

Pfft!
He fell into the river.

His vision dimmed for a moment, and Ning Zhiqiu felt a sharp pain all over his body. He felt that he had sunk to the bottom of the water and was floating slowly.

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The river under the abyss of the canyon is not deep, and the water flow is very slow, but the river surface is very wide, and the distance between the two banks is as far as a hundred feet.

Ning Zhiqiu fell into the river, only a splash of water stirred up, but there was no sound, and the river surface returned to calm.

After a while, several figures fell down, most of them just had shortness of breath, while some other cultivators in the Huiyang Realm had some wounds torn apart by the strong wind due to their high-speed fall.

He Nian's eyes swept across the river and both banks, but there was no movement. He withdrew his eyes and pondered for a moment, then looked at the iron marks of Tanlang Temple, who also showed a look of surprise.

"He can't run so fast!"

A young man stared at the river, and said in a deep voice, he is a certain leader of Chaotian, with a cultivation base of Huiyang Shangjing, and there are some holes on his shoulders and arms that were torn by the wind when he fell off the cliff.

No one paid any attention to him, Huiyang Shangjing's cultivation level was not good enough among them, and almost all major sects didn't like Chaotiantang.

In the past many years, Chaotiantang has found out so many secrets of the various sects. If it were not for the protection of the empress, they would have been destroyed long ago.

He Nian looked at Tie Hen and said, "Elder Tie, what do you think?"

Tie Hen looked at the river, with a strange expression on his face, and said: "It is very likely that he is underwater, but this river is very big, it is difficult to find, maybe he has been washed far away."

He Nian's eyes flashed, a sword light appeared between his eyebrows, and then a sword consciousness floated out and disappeared into the water silently.

At the same time, other strong men also used various Taoist methods to explore the situation under the water.

It wasn't until a talisman fell into the water that people discovered that Ting Chao Linggu was also involved.

Everyone has been thinking about how to hunt down Ning Zhiqiu, but they have already been dazzled by the aura, and the man's appearance has been covered by a loose robe, and his existence is almost ignored by everyone.

Time passed, and after about an hour passed, everyone's expressions became ugly.

There is no breath of Ning Zhiqiu in the river within hundreds of feet. Could it be that he just disappeared out of thin air?
call out!
At this moment, a sword light descended rapidly from the sky, and there was a paper crane in the sword light.

This is Yun Jianzong's unique secret method of sending messages, the sword book.

He Nian's face changed slightly, and he caught the sword book. When he saw the content on it, his face instantly became angry, and a powerful sword energy emanated from his body uncontrollably.

Everyone was shocked, what did he see?
Another elder of Yunjianzong quickly walked up to him and asked, "Brother, what's the matter?"

He Nian crushed the sword book into powder, with murderous intent in his eyes, he said, "Senior Brother Qiu... is dead!"

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Nine days have passed since the appearance of Lingyun, and the ruins of the ancient underground city of Tongxiang City have already been turned into ruins.

The thin layer of black air above has been annihilated in the Heavenly Mandate Formation, and the air is filled with dead silence and gloom, as well as the lingering smell of blood.

A silver figure quietly appeared somewhere in the ruins of the ruins, his eyes were dim and his complexion was a little pale.

He has been staying here for several days since the imperial court and the strong men from various sects left, but he still hasn't found what he was told to look for.

"It's not that the adult made a mistake, right?"

He had even begun to suspect that the wise man had made a mistake in his judgment.

"Ugh……"

He casually leaned on a piece of gravel, his eyes drooping slightly, staring at the worn-out shoes, with a bitter look on his face.

Suddenly, he focused his eyes and looked at a place hundreds of meters away. A figure appeared there, and he was horrified in his heart. Why didn't he notice it at all?

He is the cultivation base of Huiyang Shangjing, but he didn't notice that person's arrival.

Could it be Qianyuan Realm strong?
He was horrified.

The man took a step of ten feet, and appeared in front of him in an instant.

Dressed in blue, with short black hair mixed with a strand of blue hair, his eyes were as sharp as a knife, and he had a deep voice.

"Who sent you here? Lu Dingyuan or... some big shot?"

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