Tai Hongcheng had to think about this problem. If His Imperial Palace is in trouble, how should Jiantang explain it? If the explanation is not clear, what if the war is caused?
Although the empire's more than 100,000 troops were just a group of mobs in the eyes of the sword hall, they moved the position where the sword hall had stood for thousands of years away!
Many old men looked at the hall master's face ashen, and they didn't dare to say anything for a moment, so they could only wait for the hall master to issue an order.
"Close the news! Close all the news, and arrest the murderer in the whole city! No matter who it is, you must bring me alive to me! Close the Sword Hall City! Dare to kill people in the Sword Hall, this is challenging the entire Sword Hall!" Tai Hongcheng roared completely.
However, the elders who received the order found that there had been waves in the city, and everyone was talking about information about Mu Tianyou's death in surprise, and the whole city was already in full swing.
"Damn it seems that we can only close Jiantang City and plan again." An elder cursed fiercely. He suddenly sighed and said to his subordinates: "Let's go, let's investigate the incident."
The Qiankun Sword Saint's face was green, and his beard, which was as bright as a bone, was trembling with the heart that was about to explode. He tried his best to restrain his emotions and looked at Mu Tianyou's corpse quietly. The incision of the sword was very smooth. Obviously, the sword was not as sharp as a sword below thirty forgings, and the route of the sword stabbing in was more accurate as a skilled doctor. The sword edge not only avoided all the bones, but also cut off a meridian with ease. It was the large vein that dominated the operation of the sword energy. Cutting this meridian was a swordsman. The fatal injury was in the heart, the cracked opening. It was like an ugly big mouth that was laughing at him.
Although there was no dissection, the Qiankun Sword Saint saw through everything at a glance. He only felt a blank in his mind, because this was not a murder, but a butcher was using his skills!
Who is it? Qiankun Sword Saint was thinking secretly, who is it? He can avoid my perception and kill people, but I still don’t notice it?
The only possible surname is that an acquaintance commits the crime, and the sword is extremely fast, so Mu Tianyou doesn't even have the chance to scream.
Qiankun Sword Saint glanced at Cheng Zifeng behind him. His face was also ashen, but it was definitely not him. He had been learning sword from me. Besides, if he killed someone, he would definitely not escape my perception, but who would it be?
This person's sword realm must be similar to mine. But he is good at assassination, perhaps a king of killers. Only in this way can he explain this matter well.
Behind the Qiankun Sword Saint, more than a dozen maids and more than a dozen servants who were patrolling the night were kneeling in a row, all trembling, but they all gritted their teeth tightly and did not dare to make any sound.
"Sir, what should I do now?" a young man with a butler looked cautiously.
"First hand over these servants to the Zhijian Hall, it is more appropriate for them to interrogate them." Qiankun Sword Saint suppressed the anger in his heart and said gritting his teeth: "Then tell them that I will definitely find out the truth about this matter."
A group of people trembled with more than twenty servants and maids in front of them, and they were like ants under horse hooves. When things were about to come, they had no room for struggle.
Next, the various halls of the sword hall spit out the sword hands like soldiers ants coming out of their nests. They quickly blocked all the important roads of the sword hall and began to search for everything that could live in outsiders. The scope of investigation locked the sword realm on the sword king.
From a distance, Jiantang City was already in chaos, as if a layer of anger had already burned.
Lu Ming rode a horse on a low mountain outside Jiantang City. He watched all this silently. The swordsmen had not heard of the news yet. The reason why Lu Ming left the city so smoothly was the urge of the person who issued the mission, and gave a three-month deadline.
Do you want me to die soon? But when I come back, you will be surprised! Lu Ming smiled coldly, turned his horse's head and headed towards the prehistoric mountains.
The sword students were extremely excited, and they could no longer hold back their hands. Their fight horses kicked by them all inspired the Ye surname and began to run wildly, stirring up dust and smoke.
Fifty swordsmen, one of them, followed Lu Ming to the Jinghu swamp. This was something Meilian dared not imagine. She didn't believe that she was so obviously plotted against. The old men couldn't see it, but since the children were all here, it could be seen how confident the old men were in Lu Ming.
Sitting by the window, Meilian looked deep in the direction of Jinghu swamp with deep eyes, with a worried expression on her face. In fact, when she learned that Lu Ming had received the Jinghu swamp mission, she had never slept safely. And she knew very well that those who could tamper with the mission must be the core figure in the Sword Hall. The master said at that time that he would come forward to investigate what was going on, but Lu Ming refused. He was right. Even if he avoided this time, if he still did this next time, there would be no meaning to investigate.
"Oh!" Meilian sighed softly, "Love, these troubles are all caused by me, but I can't do anything at all. I feel so wronged. Now I just hope you can return safely." Before I knew it, Meilian was already in tears.
Cheng Zifeng, the sinister and vicious villain, was also thinking about Lu Ming. He was lying alone on the bed, covered with three thick quilts, but his whole body was still trembling uncontrollably.
"Death is so close to me! Princess..."
Cheng Zifeng's eyes were closed tightly, and his teeth kept pounding together. Because he was too nervous and forceful, his face twisted, but his heart kept wandering around with something: "What would happen if I was in Mu Tianyou's room last night?"
Cheng Zifeng didn't even dare to think about it. He recalled all the experiences he had since he started learning sword. Although he had been walking almost on the edge of the cliff, he used his insidiousness to pull the master out of his position again and again. However, he stepped on his head and stood step by step to where he is today.
How many people have you killed in this process? How many people have you killed who have used yourself as brothers?
Cheng Zifeng shook his head tremblingly, he didn't remember it, right? But just last night, death passed by him, especially when he saw Mu Tianyou's eyes, all the fear on the eve of death was condensed. As long as he saw his eyes, it would make people unable to sleep!
Cheng Zifeng was never afraid of death, and his sword had taken away many people's lives, but that was all from others. When death approached him, compared with his future, that kind of fear was simply unacceptable and forgotten.
When Cheng Zifeng was trembling, he was still thinking in his heart: "Lucky! I have been following the Sword Saint all the time. This may be the reason why I have always been lucky!"
Cheng Zifeng gradually recovered a little calmer. He had already received the news that Lu Ming had already rushed to Jinghu Swamp, but he didn't know what the Jinghu Swamp would look like now, right? Humph! I'll see if you're still alive this time!
After a fierce plot, Cheng Zifeng felt that Lu Ming would definitely die, and he should have to follow Qiankun Sword Saint!
Time always passes by when people want to seize the most.
Lu Ming had been running with the Jiansheng for ten days, and now he had already left the city, even the countryside, and had entered a real no-man's land. The excited Jiansheng's blood was gradually cooling down in the mountains and forests. Apart from the roars and birds, there was no sound in Jiansheng's eyes, like a huge monster, holding them tightly, which was simply suffocating!
At this moment, we could meet some adventurers teams on the road. They were engraved with wind and frost's faces, and a pair of vicious eyes kept sweeping the vital parts of the swordsmen and preparing a large amount of supplies.
The Jiansheng felt that this kind of look could see through people's minds at a glance, and she wanted to cut people apart. This feeling made the Jiansheng so cautious and obey Lu Ming's command more.
Lu Ming once asked adventurers about the swamp on the road. After all, Lu Ming came once. Last time, only when the sword relic at the level of swordsmanship appeared, would someone come to this place where the rules of heaven and earth were very abnormal. But now, on the way far away from the swamp, he had already seen thirteen adventure teams.
The number of these adventurers teams ranges from five to fifty, but each team is fully equipped and the combination of manpower is very reasonable. There are big sword swordsmen known for their strength, and also swordsmen who are obviously killers. Swordsmen who use long swords occupy the main force, and each team has at least one doctor, even if it is a five-person team. Obviously, they are preparing to stay in the swamp.
Lu Ming used his own way to inquire about a lot of information from these people. The most important thing is that there was another swordsman sword relics here, and it was not just one. Based on the time of discovery, Lu Ming calculated that it was almost a year and a half ago after he left last time.
Over the past period of time, people have discovered at least ten sword master relics, and four of them have been successfully taken away, and there are also a large number of sword demon beads. The large amount of wealth immediately attracted many adventurers. Of course, major sects will also send powerful disciples to visit treasures. After all, as long as you harvest a sword master level, it is equivalent to creating a master who can at least be the peak sword master!
The sword students also felt the strength and elegance of each other, but their dandy's original surname did not reduce their arrogance. In the eyes of the dandy, even if they were adventurers, they would compete for the adventure king!
But compared with adventurers, one is as tender as a peeled egg, and the other is as experienced as a ground dragon that has been rolling for many years.