Once upon a time there was a sword-questioner

Chapter 415 The Murderer
Zhaorong is a powerful person in the upper realm of Nirvana, and her strength is not bad, but she did not dodge the sword light.

Only then did she feel the pain, and she let out a roar of grief and indignation.

The voice echoed in the valley, so shrill and helpless.

Tang Ge just glanced at her, then disappeared from the spot again.

The black and blue sword light turned into a shooting star and passed by Zhao Rong again.

There was a heart-piercing scream.

A blood hole appeared in her chest, and blood continued to flow out.

The sword light dissipated.

Tang Ge stood in front of her.

Zhaorong's pale face was full of despair, looking at him hissed: "You...no...no, you can't kill me!"

Didn't achieve hegemony, didn't compete for ambition, did he just die like this?
She still wants to do a lot of things, but Tang Ge won't give her a chance. A very thin line of blood appeared on her neck. When her head tilted, she rolled from her body to the ground, and the blood left a blood-red line on the ground. .

Tang Ge pointed out in the air, and hundreds of sword qi flew away, cutting Zhaorong's mutilated body into a bloody mist, only one head rolled down in the flowerbed, and the terrified eyes still remained.

In a flash, he killed the head of the twelve ghost kings in the ghost world, and then quickly left the valley.

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The Styx River is the most important and mysterious river in the ghost world. It originated from the Broken Spirit Mountain and poured into a bottomless pit of souls in a distant place.

When Tang Ge saw Zhaorong for the first time, he was in the Soul Abyss.

Now he is going to the source of the Styx River in Broken Spirit Mountain.

With the prison guard's acquiescence, coupled with his current top level, even Bai Ya, the master of the world, couldn't find his trace, and soon rushed into the Broken Spirit Mountain and disappeared.

The warden didn't know what he was going to do, but he could vaguely guess it, so the black mist on the stone platform made some noise towards Duanling Mountain.

"It's a matter here, I want to get back the ghosts and gods' anger."

Ghost God's Fury is a sword, ranked fifth in the list of divine weapons, which was snatched by the empress from Xihou, the envoy of the world, in the ruins of the ancient battlefield.

It is not only a sword of magic weapon, but also the lifeblood of the ghost world.

The ten-year period has already come, and it is time to return it.

After a long time, Tang Ge's voice came from Broken Spirit Mountain: "Okay, I will tell her."

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Before the retreat, the Wolf King had handed over the power of the Greedy Wolf Hall to Li Yan, and now he has successfully broken through the realm of Taiqing, and Li Yan has become the real ruler. Although he does not have the name of the hall master, everyone knows it well.

This was done on purpose by the Wolf King.

The grievances and grievances in the Kunlun world in the past few years have been dominated by Kunlun Mountain and the Great Zhou Empire, and the Tanlang Temple has been quiet for a while.

During this period of time, Li Yan also did a lot of things in Purgatory.

One day, when he came out of purgatory, someone had been waiting for a long time.

Not the Wolf King, nor anyone in Tanlang Temple.

His left arm was broken, and his empty sleeve fluttered in the wind. He looked pitiful, but exuded an extremely sharp sword intent.

Yun Jianzong, Li Dao Dao.

He stood among the stone piles, naturally and calmly.

Li Yan looked at him indifferently and said: "I allowed you to enter Jinggu Mountain, but I didn't let you get close to Purgatory."

Li Dao Dao said: "The world has changed, under the power of the Mountain Lord, who can make waves?"

Li Yan's eyes were slightly different, and he said, "You also took refuge in him?"

Li Daodao said: "No, I'm just telling a fact."

Li Yan said: "The power is in the Mountain Lord, even if the power is in Kunlun, even if the Tanlang Palace and Yunjianzong work together, they can't shake it half a point."

Li Daodao disagreed, and said: "The Dao is invisible, so what is imperative?"

The cold mountain wind blows.

The two of them stared at each other quietly with a distance of more than ten feet.

Li Yan suddenly said: "Are you okay?"

Li Daodao said: "It seems that the sect master has left seclusion, but his whereabouts are unknown."

Li Yan said: "So is the Wolf King."

Li Daodao's eyes narrowed slightly, and he said, "What are you not going to do?"

"I have to guard the foundation of Jinggu Mountain. If they want to fight, they can fight."

Li Yan smiled faintly, looked at Li Daodao, and said with inexplicable eyes: "What about you?"

A chill gradually accumulated in Li Daodao's eyes, and he said, "I have to do something, and I need your help."

Li Yan suddenly felt strange.

Li Daodao stared into his eyes and said, "Kill You Jichen."

Li Yan's face suddenly changed, and he said in shock: "Are you going to compete for the position of sect leader?"

Li Daodao turned around and walked down the mountain, at the same time, a cold voice came out: "Can't you?"

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Donglu Jianchi, in the cloud-filled forest.

There was a man sitting on the big tree, his light blue clothes were particularly eye-catching in the bloody sunset, the clouds and swords on his clothes seemed to be about to burn.

His gaze was as sharp as a sword, but he kept sighing.

His name is Ding Yifei, he is an excellent disciple of Yunjianzong, but he rarely appears in front of the world, the only time he should be seriously injured by Tang Ge outside Yuanfeng Hall in Chongyang City.

When Wu Qingwei died, he was the absolute No.1 of the younger generation of Yunjianzong, but he died a few years ago because of a madness, and of course almost no one knew the secret.

You Jichen, who later turned into a man in the iron mask, returned with great momentum.

Li Daodao also rose quietly.

Ding Yifei is also a leader of the younger generation, but he has not been famous all the time. He is not angry, but just feels that such a life is too boring.

He stood up, shook his clothes, and flew into the clouds.

The sword light danced, drawing hundreds of bright lines in the clouds and mist, superimposed into an extremely complicated pattern.

It looks chaotic, but there is a faint avenue.

At a certain moment, the sword light suddenly disappeared, and Ding Yifei was completely hidden in the clouds and motionless, and his aura was extremely restrained, making it impossible for anyone to notice.

Two figures walked over from a distance and stepped on the fallen leaves, making a rustling sound. They walked forward through the clouds and forest without dialogue.

Ding Yifei's face changed suddenly, he recognized the two, and followed them quietly not long after they left.

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There is a stone platform deep in the forest, surrounded by sword lights, forming a complicated and obscure sword formation, covering the figure on the stone platform.

The black iron mask is particularly strange under the reflection of the sword light.

Li Daodao walked out of the clouds and looked at the man in the iron mask quietly, restraining his breath to the extreme.

At such a close distance, even if there was no breath leakage, the Iron Masked Man could still detect the arrival of someone. He opened his eyes, looked at the sharp sword with some surprise, and withdrew the sword formation with a wave of his hand.

An imperceptible joy flashed in Li Daodao's eyes.

"Brother."

The man in the iron mask's voice was a little less hostile and more peaceful than it was a few years ago.

With empty sleeves fluttering in the wind, he said sharply, "Junior brother's realm has improved even more."

The man in the iron mask stood up from the stone platform, looked at him and said, "I'm not talented enough, no better than the late Senior Brother Wu Qing, so naturally I have to keep working hard."

When he talked about Wu Qing, his tone became obviously aggravated.

Li Daodao's expression changed, and he said, "Didn't you agree to stop mentioning him?"

The man in the iron mask took a few steps forward, smiled coldly, and said, "Why, brother, are you afraid?"

Li Daodao said: "I've never been afraid."

The Iron Masked Man said: "I want you to always remember that you have a share in killing Wu Qing."

With a single word, thousands of waves were stirred up, and the clouds and mists in the forest seemed to surge with it.

Li Yan, who was hiding in the clouds and mist, had no emotions.

Ding Yifei, who was hiding further away, covered his mouth in shock.

(End of this chapter)