King Zhennan was instantly killed by a flying knife.
Liu Wei, the second manager of Zhennan Palace, felt that the sky was falling.
He looked blankly to the west, and many masters also looked at each other.
When Liu Wei saw Jian Wu, the elder of the Jian Sect, he immediately came to Jian Wu, cupped his fists and said, "Senior Jian Wu, can you clearly see what the murderer looks like?"
Jian Zong elder Jian Wu shook his head, "The black figure is wearing a cloak, so you can't see clearly at all."
He really didn't see clearly where that person came from.
so horrible.
He just vaguely sensed a flying knife from the black shadow.
But the next moment, the flying knife stabbed the ninth golden dragon head condensed by King Zhennan.
He thought that King Zhennan was fine, but it turned out that King Zhennan died.
Liu Wei's heart was beating hard and he asked again: "Senior Jianwu, do you know the origin of the murderer?"
Jianwu still shook his head, "The black shadow's martial arts are unfathomable. In the duel with King Zhennan, he didn't use his own martial arts at all. He just fired a flying knife. We can't see the origin of the flying knife at all."
Several other grandmasters also nodded, "Indeed, the murderer's martial arts are unfathomable. With just a few gestures, he forced the king of Zhennan to come to the world, and then fired a flying knife at will to kill the king of Zhennan. I am afraid that most great masters cannot do this. ”
Liu Wei was overjoyed. If it was the Grand Master, then it would be easy to say that the court would not be able to blame them. "Seniors, is the murderer the Grand Master?"
Jianwu glanced at Liu Wei and said calmly: "No, the murderer is just the grandmaster. He does not have the Tao charm of the grandmaster. Besides, the grandmaster has an agreement and cannot attack the grandmaster casually, otherwise other grandmasters will attack him together."
Liu Wei's eyes widened.
The grandmaster actually killed his prince instantly.
How powerful is this murderer?
Jianwu continued: "The murderer disappeared in front of our eyes in just a few steps. Qinggong is unique in the world. Perhaps we can investigate from these aspects."
Liu Wei's eyes were filled with darkness.
Check out the ghost.
The murderer is so powerful, except for the great master, who is the murderer's opponent?
He is just a late-stage innate warrior, a big shot in the eyes of others, but in front of these masters, he is nothing.
what to do?
he does not know.
However, many guests from Zhennan Palace left one after another, fearing the dark shadow.
so horrible.
As soon as the flying knife comes out, there will be dead souls.
They don't want to die.
In the deep forest, three old men in black appeared.
They were skinny and skinny, and their eyes were sunken, making them look like skeletons.
"Yu Shentong is dead, that person is very powerful."
"It is indeed powerful, but no matter how powerful it is, if you kill our Zombie Sect disciples, you still have to say something."
The three of them are elders of the Zombie Sect, and they practice together in the mountains.
Just now, they noticed the terrifying fluctuation and immediately came out of the seclusion, only to see a black shadow kill Zhennan Wang Yu Shentong with a flying knife.
Yu Shentong chose to cooperate with their zombie sect for mutual help and mutual benefit.
As a result, Yu Shentong died.
"Third brother, can you find out where this person has gone?"
The old man in black on the right stretches out his withered claws.
Then, an extremely strange insect appeared in the palm of his hand.
Strange bugs swirl around the old man in black.
The old man in black shook his head: "No, that black shadow has no breath left at all. It's really scary."
horrible.
Of course, you can't talk.
"Forget it, let's leave Jiangnan Road and look for others to cooperate." The elder of the Zombie Sect decisively chose to leave Jiangnan Road.
Danger, better to stay away.
"Kekeke..."
At five o'clock, the chicken crows.
Its daybreak.
In Yunzhou, restaurants in major restaurants are buzzing with excitement.
"Do you know that King Zhennan is dead?"
"What, King Zhennan is dead."
People in the world who just heard the news were stunned.
Everyone in the world knows that the King of Zhennan, Yu Shentong, is not only a high-ranking prince, but also knows that Yu Shentong has unparalleled martial arts and has cultivated the world's best magical skills.
There are even more masters under his command.
Such a powerful person was actually killed.
"Killed by whom?"
"have no idea."
"I don't know what you're talking about!"
No one knows who killed King Zhennan.
"I know." A young man said loudly.
"What, you know, is who?"
The young man didn't show off and said, "It's a black shadow."
"Dark shadow, what dark shadow?"
"A black shadow is a black shadow, what kind of black shadow are you talking about!"
"cut!"
"Tell me, who is the black shadow? Is he an elder from a major martial arts sect or something like that?"
"possible."
People in Yunzhou speculated on who the shadowy figure who killed King Zhennan was.
The news of King Zhennan's death spread in all directions to the west at an extremely fast speed.
Within two days, the news spread to Yuan County, six hundred miles away.
In Chunxiang Tower, Bao Datan was eating duck legs, grunting, "It's going to be lively now. The King of Zhennan is dead, tsk tsk tsk."
"What, King Zhennan is dead, how is that possible?"
The prostitutes were all well-informed people. When they heard that King Zhennan was dead, they were full of disbelief.
Bao Dawen chuckled and said, "Forget it if you don't believe me."
He continued to eat his duck legs.
"I believe it, I believe it. If I ask, please tell me, how did King Zhennan die?"
"I heard he was killed by a flying knife." Bao inquired first.
"Throwing knife?"
"What kind of throwing knife?"
Bao Wenwen was eating the duck leg and said, "It's a very ordinary flying knife. I heard it's three inches long and one finger wide."
"It's three inches long and one finger wide. I haven't heard of anyone in the world using this kind of flying knife."
There really isn't.
Even those killers will not use this kind of throwing knife.
The death of King Zhennan is still spreading.
At the Tianxia gathering, everyone was also discussing who killed King Zhennan.
Ouyang Feiying, the leader of the Chou Niu Hall of the Tianxiahui, was discussing with his disciples how to use the Nine Yang Divine Art together with the Great Shift of the Universe when he suddenly heard that the disciples of the Tianxiahui were discussing the death of King Zhennan.
King Zhennan, he knew, was an extremely domineering person.
Suddenly, he heard that what killed King Zhennan was a flying knife, three inches long and one finger wide.
Ouyang Feiying was suddenly shocked, and the hair on his body stood up.
"Isn't he the gang leader?"
The gang leader once asked him to make a flying knife, which was exactly three inches long and one finger wide, and asked him to keep it a secret.
The more Ouyang Feiying listened, the more something was wrong.
He came to the backyard by accident and saw gang leader Xiao Yi sitting in the pavilion, practicing martial arts with his eyes closed.
"Mr. Ouyang, what's the matter?" Xiao Yi knew who the person was before opening his eyes.
Ouyang Feiying's heartbeat accelerated, and he suddenly felt fear in his heart, fearful of the person in front of him.
"Mr. Ouyang, what are you afraid of?" Xiao Yi's voice sounded again.
Ouyang Feiying said tremblingly: "Gang leader, I heard that King Zhennan is dead."
Xiao Yi's expression remained unchanged and said: "If you die, you will die. We in the world will practice martial arts step by step. Mr. Ouyang, don't slack off. Our leader also hopes that you will become a strong master and forge magical weapons."
As soon as these words came out, Ouyang Feiying breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Gang leader, I will work hard to cultivate and enter the master realm as soon as possible."
Xiao Yi nodded slightly, "Okay, Elder Ouyang, you still have a lot of dust poison in your body. This gang leader can help you."
Without moving, Xiao Yi sent Nine Yang True Qi into Ouyang Feiying's body through the air to help him remove the dust poison.
puff!
Ouyang Feiying spurted out a mouthful of old blood.
Black blood.
That's dust poison.
Ouyang Feiying was stunned.
He had never seen such a magical skill, or even heard of it.
From a distance of ten feet, it sent true energy into his body, detoxified him, and nourished his meridians.
This kind of martial arts is shocking to the world.
"No wonder he can kill the King of Zhennan with a flying knife. How advanced is the gang leader's martial arts?"
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