After the word "Ling" came out, Nangong Haotian fiercely clasped his fists, turned around and started Qinggong, and flew directly towards the southeast peak cliff.
Nangong Haotian advanced dozens of feet and saw the cliff in front of him.
At the moment when Nangong Haotian saw the cliff, a powerful and shrill scream suddenly came from the forest behind him, reaching up into the night sky.
Nangong Haotian was shocked when he heard this and hurriedly stopped. After thinking for a moment, his face suddenly changed and he exclaimed: "Oops, not good!"
Amidst the exclamations, Nangong Haotian quickly displayed his Qinggong and then flew towards the forest.
As he advanced, he took a closer look and saw that the God of Death, who was sitting on the ground with his arms stretched out and panting, was now lying on his back.
Situ Meng, who had fainted just now, seemed to be slowly waking up after hearing the screams of the powerful killer.
When Nangong Haotian saw this situation, he knew something was wrong. He flew in front of his body, looked down and was stunned.
I saw the powerful killing god with his mouth open and his eyes glaring, his face spasmed, and he had stopped breathing.
Nangong Haotian quickly calmed down, squatted down and grabbed the wrist of the powerful killing god, and shouted urgently: "Senior Du——"
Although the strong killer's wrist was still hot, his pulse had stopped beating.
At this moment, Situ Meng, who crawled over in shock, his eyes widened, exclaimed: "Ah, you killed my master!"
Hearing this, even Nangong Haotian was shocked, and he was a little helpless and said: "No, it's not me..."
Situ Meng refused to listen and cried: "You killed my master, you killed my master..."
Nangong Haotian was filled with anger, stood up suddenly, and shouted anxiously: "I didn't kill him, I didn't kill him."
Just as Nangong Haotian cursed, Situ Meng spat out a mouthful of blood with a "wow" sound and fainted.
When Nangong Haotian saw this situation, everything was in chaos. He only had one thought in his mind, and he quickly went to notify Shangguan Xiaowan to come and save people.
Thinking of this in his mind, Nangong Haotian didn't hesitate anymore, turned around and galloped down the peak.
At this time, he no longer thought about whether he still needed to pretend to be lost because of his sanity. He also didn't think about how to treat Shangguan Xiaowan. All he knew was that when he saw Shangguan Xiaowan, he quickly pulled her to rescue her.
What Nangong Haotian was thinking now was that if he hadn't been too heavy-handed and died in the end, there was someone else who killed the God of Death, which could be confirmed by the scream.
Because, if the Demon Dragon Slayer King wanted to kill the powerful killing god with his own hands, with his martial arts, he would not have waited until today and spent all his efforts to train him, Nangong Haotian, to take revenge on his behalf.
And what's even more strange is that it is impossible for the powerful killing god to use all his true energy in the moment of dying and let out such a piercing and shocking scream that went straight into the night sky.
If it was the murderous act of his enemy, that person must have caused great pain and terror to the powerful killer when he did it.
As for who the powerful killing god has other enemies, Nangong Haotian certainly doesn't know. He will have to wait until he meets Shangguan Xiaowan to find out.
Nangong Haotian thought in his heart, what is difficult now is, what should he say after seeing Shangguan Xiaowan?
Situ Meng saw with his own eyes that the powerful killing god was injured under his palm.
However, when he left the still-living God of Death, Situ Meng was in a coma and did not see it.
When she was awakened by the scream, she found that the powerful killing god had already killed him, but she happened to see him squatting next to her master, holding her master's hand.
When Nangong Haotian thought of this, he immediately stopped and took a few deep breaths before calming down, "Nima, all good things have happened to me."
Nangong Haotian cursed secretly, because he had thought about it, and he was afraid that this was a suspicion that could not be cleared away even if he jumped into the Yellow River. If Situ Meng insisted that it was he who killed the God of Power, he would not be able to defend himself, because there are no other witnesses now.
He killed a generation of great masters and killed the God of Vigor. If this charge is proven, Nangong Haotian's life will definitely not be easy in the future. Those so-called chivalrous and righteous people will definitely come to eliminate Nangong Haotian one after another.
Thinking of this, Nangong Haotian no longer panicked. If this was really the case, then he also had another plan. Thinking about it, he immediately activated the power of chaos, swayed his shoulders, and disappeared into the night sky.
Although Nangong Haotian was thinking about something on his mind, his eyes instinctively looked at the vast courtyard that was gradually approaching.
As soon as he arrived in front of the high wall of the back courtyard, Nangong Haotian stood up and jumped directly towards the top of the wall.
Just when he stepped on the wall, there were several screams, the shadows flickered, and three or four swords flashing with cold light were all stabbed at him.
Nangong Haotian was suddenly startled, his face remained unchanged, he touched the wall with his toes, jumped up in the air, and said: "Go and invite your young lady!"
Upon hearing this, the several slender figures who were attacking stopped their attacks one after another, but they still formed a semi-surrounding force.
One of them asked coquettishly: "Who are you? What do you want from my young lady?"
Nangong Haotian landed on the ground and could see clearly that the people surrounding him were actually five female guards in uniforms carrying swords. At this time, everyone had their swords stretched out in front of them.
Nangong Haotian had no time to explain and said anxiously: "Don't ask anymore, go and invite your young lady. Something happened to Senior Du and Miss Situ in the back mountain."
When the five female guards heard this, their expressions changed drastically, they all exclaimed, and some of them were stunned.
"Ahem...you guys..." Nangong Haotian saw that the women all looked dull, and immediately coughed slightly, waking them up.
"Ah..." One of the maids looked at Nangong Haotian sheepishly, her face turned red, and she said anxiously: "I heard from sister Xiaoling that she seems to be gone?"
The four people around him and Nangong Haotian couldn't help being stunned when they heard this, and looked at the maid with strange expressions.
The maid was also an elf girl. Seeing that everyone's expressions were wrong, she immediately reacted and quickly changed her words: "No...it's not gone, it's not here!" After saying that, she stuck out her red tongue, which was cute.
Nangong Haotian's appearance made Nangong Haotian lose his mind for a while.
But fortunately, Nangong Haotian is no longer the little brat who has never seen a beauty before. He lowered his head and pondered for a moment, then raised his head and asked: "Did your lady go to Qianzhen Villa?"
The five female guards carrying swords looked at each other blankly, as if they didn't know Shangguan Xiaowan's true whereabouts.
Just when Nangong Haotian was about to ask, a middle-aged woman's deep voice suddenly came from not far away and asked, "What's going on? Who is that?"
Nangong Haotian turned around and took a closer look. He saw a middle-aged woman in well-dressed clothes with a long sword on her back, leading two other female guards with swords on their backs, coming at full speed from the direction of the backyard gate.
A female guard standing nearby seemed to have found a backbone when she saw the middle-aged woman, and reported: "He is looking for Miss | to say that something happened to Old Hero Du and Miss Situ in the back mountain."