Chapter Five Hundred and Eighteen Murder and Treasure
In fact, Xia Chen did not confirm whether Jiao Yang was the one who produced dark flowers, and he also knew that it was mostly fake. [】
However, from Qian Renfei's words, it can be confirmed that this person with dark flowers must have a great background, at least he is a cultivator of the third level of supernatural power or the fourth level of supernatural power, and 90% of them may have something to do with Zuo Gongzi, so he is not
They will show up in public, but will ask the killer organization to issue secret flowers.
With the setting of several conditions, the searchable range will be greatly reduced. With the powerful intelligence collection ability of the Summer Fan Federation, it should be locked in the target soon.
Since his practice, Xia Chen has long learned to walk on two legs and prepare for more hands.
Qian Renfei is as cunning as a fox. Xia Chen doesn’t have much time, so he doesn’t have the intention to make any transactions with him. Anyway, there are three owners, and the real owner hasn’t seen him yet, just kill him directly.
However, the trick learned from Qian Renfei opened Xia Chen's eyes and had another skill to save his life.
Moreover, the Power Yuan Ding is also a strange magic weapon. It can absorb the essence of heaven and earth on its own and strengthen itself, thereby helping the master break through some restrictions. It is very suitable. Xia Chen took it away.
Qian Renfei's body had been destroyed, and only a blue storage bag was left to fall on the ground. Xia Chen waved without hesitation and stuffed it into the storage space.
Killing and catching treasures is a must.
A stream of light flashed by, and Xia Chen lost his trace in an instant.
The forbidden formation of Peacock Villa has been completely controlled by his hands by the erosion of the original heart forbidden area. The huge space of the ten-story building overlaps into countless pictures in his pupils. Wherever he wants to go, he can do whatever he wants.
In a secret room, a short and fat old man was standing in front of a burning cauldron. The cauldron did not cover the lid, but instead emitted a blazing flame about a foot high.
In the flame, a magic weapon in the shape of a short axe was rising and falling. Although it was burned in the pure white innate fire, it showed no sign of turning red. Instead, it released a dazzling light.
The short and fat old man focused on controlling the axe-shaped magic weapon with his divine thoughts.
The temperature in the secret room was already scary, and streams of light flashed by. [】The restrictions all appeared around the secret room, resisting the high temperature. If there was no restrictions, it would not take long for the secret room to be roasted into charcoal.
The short and fat old man didn't care at all. For him, the high temperature would not feel anything.
After a full stick of incense, the short and fat old man's focused expression seemed to have become slightly relaxed. Seeing the short axe slowly taking shape, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, showing a very satisfied expression.
Suddenly, he frowned and said sternly: "Who is it?"
"Haha... Old Chen, why are you so nervous? I've been here for a while. I'm afraid I'll affect your weapon refining, so I didn't disturb you." Cang's voice smiled, and a light door suddenly appeared at the door of the secret room. Qian Ren
Fei's figure walked in.
The real Qian Renfei is dead, and this Qian Renfei is naturally faked by Xia Chen.
It was the last time to take advantage of the short and fat old man Chen Dongsheng who was concentrating on refining weapons. Unexpectedly, he was a little short of time and missed the best opportunity. Xia Chen couldn't help but feel a pity in his heart.
Chen Dongsheng's face calmed down. His eyes turned back and stared at the cauldron and said, "I heard that something was wrong. Have you gone to deal with it? Why do you still have the leisure to come to me? I am busy refining weapons, so how can I have time to entertain you
you."
Xia Chen smiled faintly. He took a few steps closer: "It's all small matters, and I'll just ask my subordinates to deal with it. I heard that it's very difficult for you to sacrifice and refine magic weapons. I came here to see if I can help."
Chen Dongsheng looked at him in surprise: "It's not like your style. It would be nice if you don't ask me for benefits. You still need help? Don't you want to have any purpose, right?"
Xia Chen thought Qian Renfei's character was indeed bad, and he said casually that he had ulterior motives. However, he did have a purpose, so he said seriously: "Old Chen, I have a problem that I can't figure it out.
So let me ask you, at this critical moment, can Zhang Zhenren take over the dark flowers that Senior Jiao Yang has produced?"
"What Senior Jiao Yang? Not the Alliance..." Chen Dongsheng suddenly changed his face for no reason, "Didn't you know? Why did you deliberately make a mistake?"
Xia Chen's heart was shocked. Jiao Yang was indeed fake. Unfortunately, he almost deceived Chen Dongsheng's truth, but just the word alliance, the scope can be greatly reduced.
Seeing Chen Dongsheng's suspicious gaze, Xia Chen suddenly pointed at the cauldron and said, "No, there are flaws on the short axe, you're a little too hot."
Chen Dongsheng was shocked and hurriedly turned to check the cauldron.
Although he was suspicious, he was only suspicious about Xia Chen's words, but he did not doubt the true identity of "Qian Renfei". In fact, at least half of his mind was hanging on the cauldron to sacrifice local treasures.
But as soon as he turned his head, he saw the innate fire in the cauldron being slowly extinguished, and the short axe had been completely formed, and he was waiting for the cooling test. He couldn't help but be stunned.
Boom! A blazing extreme light flashed behind him, like the scorching sun rising, wrapping him in an instant in an endless sword light. The powerful heat and sharpness completely submerged him like a tsunami.
.
True Yang Sword!
Since Chen Dongsheng was already suspicious, Xia Chen immediately had the intention of killing, and there was no time to force him to tell who issued the secret flower. The third level of magical power cultivators are all very important, and they must be killed if they cannot be deceived.
"Ah!" Chen Dongsheng never dreamed that "Qian Renfei" as a colleague would attack him. He was caught off guard and didn't even have time to send out his divine thoughts. He just screamed and his body was unparalleled in the Zhenyang Sword.
The attack became fragmented.
"Understanding Thoughts**!" In the moment before his death, Chen Dongsheng tried his best to condense his divine thoughts, and then suddenly exploded, decomposing the divine thoughts into hundreds of parts, and escaping them to all directions.
It is impossible to escape, and under the light of Zhenyang's sword, it is simply unparalleled.
The only last hope is to see if you can escape the decomposed divine thoughts, fly to Liu Handong or others, and pass on the last unwilling desire to let people know what happened.
Of course, the decomposed divine thoughts will not exist for long and will disappear on their own. However, this is the only thing Chen Dongsheng can do.
Suddenly, the surrounding restricted light flashed, and suddenly countless tiny silver needles shot out, shooting all the decomposed divine thoughts into bursting sparks without leaving any trace.
Seeing this, Chen Dongsheng's eyes suddenly flashed with despair, and then it disappeared inch by inch by in the light of Zhenyang's sword, turning into a shattered and shattered ** all over the world and fell on the ground.
Another third level of supernatural power cultivator fell.
He once admired him more and more, just like a monk at the legendary ancestor level. He was killed one after another, and Xia Chen couldn't help but feel a little moved.
When the strength has not yet reached a certain level, everything is high, but when you reach this level, you will feel ordinary.
With a casual move, the storage bag that Chen Dongsheng dropped also fell into his hand and put it in the storage space.
Another glance at the extinguished cauldron and the basically refined short axe, Xia Chen naturally did not let it go, and he picked it up casually. So Chen Dongsheng worked hard to refine the magic weapon, which Chen Dongsheng had worked hard to fulfill Xia Chen's
.
The light of the forbidden formation flashed again, and Xia Chen did not hesitate at all, turned into a stream of light and headed straight to the top floor where the owner of the manor Liu Handong was.
Both deputy owners have been killed. Liu Handong has lost his right hand, so Xia Chen is naturally at ease.
Judging from the information sent to him by Jin Xing and others, although Liu Handong's cultivation is stronger than the two deputy governors, not many of them are stronger. If he takes the same method as killing Chen Dongsheng just now, he will probably be killed.
Who is the rare person who brought out dark flowers from Liu Handong?
Xia Chen did not give much hope. If Liu Handong didn't say anything, he might as well just kill him. Anyway, he knows that he is inside the alliance. After entering the alliance, he will investigate further.
The speed of the transmission of the forbidden array was urged to the extreme. With almost a few breaths, Xia Chen reached the top floor, and with a whoosh, it turned into a gust of wind and headed straight to the entrance of the top hall.
"Who is it? Stop. Don't disturb the owner of the manor's cultivation." The two second-level monks guarding the gate did not see who it was, and immediately stood up and shouted loudly.
"Get out!" Xia Chen stopped and accelerated.
"Looking for death!" A second-level monk of magical power was furious and stretched out his big hand. The power of his divine thoughts turned into a thick wall of air, trying to block the person coming.
Boom! The moment he came into contact with the wind, his divine power was shattered, and his body flew up involuntarily, hitting heavily on the opposite wall, and blood sprayed from his mouth.
Xia Chen did not stop at all, but knocked open two doors and broke into it directly.
"Enemy attack, enemy attack..." The second level of magical power cultivator who vomited blood struggled to stand up and sternly said to another second level of magical power cultivator who was a little dazed, "What are you still standing there? Why don't you start the forbidden formation quickly?
, protect the owner.”
Another second level of magical power cultivator seemed to have not heard him. Instead, he glanced at the hall in a little surprised and said hesitantly: "Don't be nervous. The man just now seemed to be the owner of the deputy owner of Qian, and it seemed to be very serious.
If you are in urgent need of the owner.”
"Ah..." The second level of supernatural power who vomited blood was stunned. After a while, he recovered and couldn't help but smile bitterly: "Well, will I vomit blood in vain when I was hit?"
Xia Chen fell into the hall and stopped to escape. He saw an old man sitting upright on a platform without anger. When he saw him coming in, he was opening his eyes, his face was not very good-looking, obviously
I was disturbed during the practice of the Qing Dynasty and was a little unhappy.
This old man is naturally Liu Handong.
If someone else had made a rash mistake, he would have cursed it long ago, but the person who came was Qian Renfei, the deputy owner, and it was difficult to blame him. He said slightly: "Old Qian, is there anything wrong? I'm so anxious."
"The owner of the manor, one hundred thousand is urgent, big things are not good." Xia Chen stepped forward and said anxiously, "A strong enemy sneaked into the villa, and Deputy owner of the manor Chen was killed!"
"What!" Liu Handong was absent-minded, but when he heard this, his eyes widened and he stood up in shock.
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