Immortality at the beginning, unlimited deduction of martial arts

"It's nonsense, if you say another word, I'll destroy you directly."

Steward Wang sneered.

How could the door open by itself, do you really think he is an idiot?

A bunch of trash.

"Take good care of the gate, and let me hear you gossiping, all of you will be useless!"

After leaving a sentence, he walked towards the room.

"Pfft..."

Take a few steps.

A pair of hands suddenly grabbed his leg and tugged lightly.

Steward Wang fell straight to the ground, two teeth fell out, and three teeth were knocked off the corners.

"who??"

He covered his mouth and stood up, blood spilling from his fingers.

Look back.

The nearest servant was five meters away, and he didn't hear any footsteps.

Is there really a ghost?

A gust of wind blew by, and Guanshi Wang's hairs stood on end.

A shrewd servant ran over, took out the tissue he carried with him, and wiped the dust off his body.

"Are you okay??"

The servant said flatteringly.

"What the hell is going on, who was it just now!!"

Manager Wang ignored him, still immersed in the accident just now.

There is no reason.

"what!!…"

At this time, there was a scream in the room.

"master!!!"

Steward Wang suddenly thought of something, and ran quickly.

The servants at the door were alarmed and rushed over.

Ever since, they saw a strange and absurd scene.

The wide and soft bed was covered with blood.

A headless corpse lay quietly.

Little by little, the head above the corpse lifted into the air.

The scene was bizarre to the extreme.

"Ghost, ghost!!!"

The timid servant screamed and ran away.

The ones who are even less courageous have weak legs, trembling constantly, unable to walk.

A stench came from under them, and they were scared to piss and pull.

next moment.

Huang Baisan's wrinkled head suddenly disappeared, and this scene was watched by everyone.

Whoosh whoosh! !

The table next to it suddenly trembled, followed by a piece of paper, and two brushes fell to the ground, writing automatically.

Five seconds later, the brush stopped moving, fell to the ground with a thud, and remained motionless.

After this, the whole room remained silent.

2 minute later.

"Go and see what's written?"

Steward Wang kicked the servant next to him.

The servant was covered in cold sweat, his spirit was extremely tense, and he fainted from his sudden contact.

"you go!!"

Steward Wang kicked the servant on the other side again.

"I, I can't read..."

At this moment, the servant is very thankful that he is illiterate.

Such a terrifying scene, fortunately, I can't read, so I have absolute reasons to refuse.

"Trash, a bunch of trash."

Steward Wang scolded indiscriminately.

Then he stood up and walked over cautiously.When he got closer, his face suddenly changed.

The paper was spread out, leaving behind a line of neat calligraphy.

"Borrow a head, don't pay it back."

The inscription is a string of English letters, and of course Guanshi Wang doesn't recognize it.

"Quick, hurry up and notify the immortals!!"

Steward Wang yelled.

…………

The first gift is ready.

Gu Jiu glanced at the small box in the storage space, and was quite satisfied.

His goal is to destroy the entire Qingfeng Sword Sect.

He is only one person, and there are tens of thousands of disciples of the Qingfeng Sword Sect, and he will definitely not let him kill like cattle and sheep.

So we must think of some way.

As for how to do it, he already has a mind.

There are still seven days before Chen Xuan's succession ceremony.

Enough for him to operate well.

If you are not afraid of surprises.

The success rate is at least 90.00%,

Chapter 44 The Succession Ceremony Opens, Presenting Gifts

time flies.

The members of the Qingfeng Sword Sect kept looking for Gu Jiu, but they couldn't find him.

On the fourth day after the incident, a Neigang warrior came to the foot of the Qingfeng Sword Sect and reported Huang Baisan's death.

Zongmen didn't take it seriously.

For the current Qingfeng Sword Sect, solving the trouble of Wang Ergou is the most important thing. The death of a relative of a disciple is really too insignificant.

They just sent a few Kaixuan disciples to investigate, and it would be good if there were results, and they would not rest assured if there were no results.

A few more days passed.

Finally, the succession ceremony for the head of the Qingfeng Sword Sect has begun!

this day.

Immortal forces from the entire Shanchuan Mansion sent people, not only that, but also people from other prefectures who had good relations with the Qingfeng Sword Sect.

Just like the Lotus Sect.

Dongfang Xicheng held a toothpick in his mouth and looked at the surrounding crowd aimlessly.

"Xiao Xizi, why don't you take a good look and learn a lot."

Someone next to him patted him heavily on the shoulder.

"Sixth elder, it's really boring, so boring."

For this kind of banquet, he is the least cold.

He is not in a good mood.

Originally thought that when he came to Shanchuan Mansion, he could meet that idiot from back then, but no matter how he used his abilities, he couldn't find the other party's trace.

This is inevitable.

The sixth level of Zhenxuan is dozens of times stronger than him.

How could he have found something.

"Wait a little longer, after a while, there will be a small-scale disciple competition. There will be people from the low-level, middle-level, and high-level Kaixuan. It will depend on your performance then."

The old guy next to him smiled.

"Alright alright."

Dongfang Xicheng glanced at him and was even more speechless.

Before coming here, he thought it was a good opportunity to relax himself, but unexpectedly, the sect sent an elder to follow him, which made him feel depressed, and many fun things were restricted.

Uncomfortable!

The old man next to him saw his emotions, smiled and said nothing.

Few of the disciples of the entire Lotus Sect know about it.

He is the eighth level of Zhenxuan, and he is the most powerful fighter in the Lotus Sect. This time he came here to protect the Eastern and Western City.

Three qualifications!

This is rare in the entire Eastern Region, and their Lotus Sect managed to have one, so there must be no accidents!

The majestic and majestic hall.

It was filled with all kinds of decoration items. Besides, there were tables and tables of desserts, fruits, and elixir.

This made everyone think that the Qingfeng Sword Sect was rich and powerful.

The people who come here are chatting happily.

It is rare for such a large number of immortals to gather together. It is necessary to seize the opportunity to exchange ideas and cultivate relationships.

"Everyone!"

A trembling sound came from the chaotic space, mixed with a strong profound energy.

Everyone can hear clearly.

Everyone turned their eyes and saw Chen Xuan standing on the high platform.

He was dressed in blue, with more than a dozen small swords embroidered on the long sleeves on both sides. Standing there, he was like a sword, showing his sharp edge and menacing aura.

"A year ago, my master passed away unfortunately, but he died at the end of his life. We have no regrets. The master is not here, the Qingfeng Sword Sect needs a new master, and the Shanchuan Mansion also needs a new master..."

With calm eyes, he spoke slowly.

The content of the words did not put other forces in the Shanchuan Mansion in their eyes at all.

New owner? ?

This is a complete acknowledgment of the Qingfeng Sword Sect's dominance, is it not concealed at all?

Under the stage, several Zhenxuan powerhouses glanced at each other, with thoughts in their eyes.