Every assassination of Xianjun fails [Transmigration Book]

Those who entered the Tomb of Ten Thousand Blades in search of opportunities for soldier souls did not actually lose much.

In addition to the dangerous terrain at the "sturgeon's back", which resulted in the death of two young disciples, and even at the bottom of the killing lake, a small number of people were drawn into the underwater vortex.

In the future, the bottom of Duan Hun Cliff is dominated by demon cultivators and soldiers. There are not many people going down to take risks, and there are even fewer casualties.

There is only one eye-catching young sword cultivator here.

It was Chen Qiyou, the most outstanding of the younger generation in Lingxiao Palace, and also Chen Feng's only only son.

Since going down the Broken Soul Cliff, she has disappeared without a trace, and there has been no one alive or dead.

But for relatives, since they haven't seen the dead body, they always hold some hope in case.

But what is this whispering falcon calling now?

"The proud son of Ling Xiao, his soul is gone"?

Chen Feng has only one son under his knees. He was originally a superbly cultivated son with a bright future, but suddenly he didn't know how to live or die. He was already in great pain. In the past two years, he has been worried all the time.

This sudden piece of news confirmed that his son had died, so how could he not be shaken?

With a sharp gaze, he quickly turned around in the crowd, and locked on to Li Qinghong who was standing beside Shang Lang.

Li Qinghong didn't move at all, but the Tu Ling dagger in his hand seemed to feel a huge crisis, and turned it over in his hand in an instant.

Chen Feng stared at the dagger, and said word by word: "Why did the bird say that Turing's dagger appeared? What is the connection between you and my son's disappearance?"

Li Qinghong's forehead was slightly sweaty, his eyes flickered, but he didn't answer.

The light of the sword in Chen Feng's hand suddenly rose sharply, and he jumped into the air, rushing towards him: "You answer my words!"

The sword carried infinite murderous intent, and contained great pressure, the last time Li Qinghong was pierced through his shoulder by his sword in Shennong Valley, the fear in his heart was still there, and seeing the sword attack, he was even more horrified.

He backed away quickly, throwing a ball of purple smoke in his hand: "It has nothing to do with me!"

Chen Feng's sword was as bright as lightning, swirled through the air, pierced the cloud of poisonous smoke, and stabbed at his throat like a shadow: "Really? You got your Spirit-slaying Dagger from the bottom of Broken Soul Cliff, and my son went down with you at the same time?"

Li Qinghong dodged to the left and to the right, but he was no match for the Grand Master of Sword Cultivator, seeing that cold sword edge was about to catch up to him, suddenly a strong wind swept over him.

Mu Anyang chased after him and grabbed Chen Feng's sword with all his strength: "Dianzhu Chen, you have something to say!"

Although Mu Anyang is also a master of the Golden Core Consummation Stage, he is a medical practitioner after all. When it comes to combat power, of course he cannot fight against Chen Feng.

With this hard confrontation, Chen Fengjian's spiritual power rushed forward, he opened his mouth, and a mouthful of blood spewed out.

Li Qinghong trembled, hid in the distance, looked at Mu Anyang, and called in a low voice: "...Father!"

Chen Feng finally stopped his sword and looked at Mu Anyang: "Master Mu Gu, ask your eldest son from the Demon Sect to speak clearly, otherwise I will never let him go today."

Mu Anyang gasped for a few moments, turned his head to look at Ning Cheng on the high platform, and asked word by word: "Master Ning, you released this bird, what do you mean, please explain clearly!"

Ning Cheng looked at them lightly and said, "I didn't raise this bird."

He glanced at the black crows in the temple: "I don't know who it is, but it put this bird in my room a few days ago. But the message it brought is exactly the same as what I know. superior."

After Li Qinghong returned to Mu's house, he never told Mu Anyang and the others about the past. Mu Anyang didn't know anything about it. He held back his doubts and asked, "What does Head Ning know?"

Ning Cheng said: "My disciple Ning Duo once reported something to me after leaving the Wanren Tomb."

Yuan Qinghang hid in the crowd, feeling cold.

The old things that I thought could gradually obscure the past, turned out to be the recovery of Skynet, and it was impossible to escape the truth.

Ning Cheng's voice was indifferent, and he looked at Chen Feng: "He said, at the bottom of the Broken Soul Cliff, he saw this Mu Qinghong with his own eyes - oh, he was still in the Demon Sect at that time, his name was Li Qinghong - standing on the ground of the son By the side of the dead body, and the son was being turned into a puddle of blood by the corpse water."

Chen Feng roared violently, his voice mournful: "What?!..."

Mu Anyang's face suddenly turned pale, and he turned to look at Li Qinghong.

Li Qinghong's eyes drooped, avoiding his gaze.

Ning Cheng continued: "Duo'er also said that he went up to question him, so he formed a hatred with Li Qinghong. When he was about to leave the valley, he blinded him and shot him off the cliff. Fortunately, he had an adventure and escaped."

Chen Feng gritted his teeth: "Master Ning, it is a matter of my son's life and death, is your statement true?"

Ning Cheng said: "It's all written by Duo'er, word for word. Although this child is easy to be deceived and sometimes confused, but he has a loyal heart and will never lie."

Chen Fengdao: "But since you know the inside story, why haven't you told us Lingxiao Palace?"

Ning Cheng said: "Duo'er just said that he saw this man standing next to the son's remains, but he didn't see what the conflict between him and the son was, what's more, from the time he came out to tell me to when Li Qinghong returned to Mu's house, It’s only a few days away.”

He said indifferently: "The Mu family quickly announced to the world that this Li Qinghong is the precious son of the Mu family living abroad, if I say this, it would be to stir up bloodshed between the two families, so I naturally hesitated. "

Mu Anyang suppressed a mouthful of hot blood from his throat, and said with a miserable smile: "Master Ning is really considerate. But since he didn't say it before, why did he throw it out today?"

Ning Cheng's lips were even more sarcasm: "Because I saw the harmony and friendship between your two families, I suddenly feel sorry for the proud son of the Lingxiao Palace."

The long sword in Chen Feng's hand trembled, he turned to lock Li Qinghong, and suddenly shouted: "You killed my son, didn't you!"

Mu Anyang looked at Li Qinghong, his heart was beating wildly, and he said softly: "Hong'er, please make it clear, but don't be afraid. No one can impose on you what you haven't done before."

Li Qinghong bit his lip, suppressed his fear, and finally said: "...there are so many vicious soldier spirits under Broken Soul Cliff, if you are not firm in your resolve, you will be harassed."

Chen Feng said sharply: "And then?"

Li Qinghong said: "When I met your son by chance at the bottom of the cliff, he had been entangled with the soul of the Tuling dagger for a long time, his mind was wounded, he suddenly fell into a demon, and committed suicide like crazy."

Chen Feng's eyes were bloodshot, and he stared at him tightly.

Li Qinghong's voice trembled slightly: "I went up to try to save him, but he suddenly exploded and died in front of my eyes. I saw the ferocious soul of that soldier who slaughtered spirits, and I became greedy, so I went forward and struggled hard, before I killed him. It's subdued. ——The death of your son has nothing to do with me!"

Chen Feng was furious, screaming in grief and indignation: "You are talking nonsense and sophistry! If you didn't attack him, what happened to the corpse water?"

When he thought that not only the cause of his son's death was unknown, but even a complete body was not left behind, he felt a stabbing pain in his heart.

Li Qinghong's face turned pale, and he said in a low voice: "I am a member of the Demon Sect, and my identity will be discovered sooner or later. I am afraid that someone passing by and seeing his body will think that I am also at the bottom of the cliff at this time. I am not able to argue ?”

His eyes flickered, and he said in a low voice: "Brother Chen was already dead at that time. As a member of the Demon Sect, I didn't think there was anything wrong with destroying the corpse, so..."

His beautiful and delicate face was full of remorse: "After I returned home, I had to be taught by my father to understand how wrong I was before."

Shang Lang's body was still sore and weak, he tried his best not to fall down, and said eagerly: "Master Chen, what he said is true! After my junior brother came back, what he said was that he was only seen standing in front of your son's body. Also, he I was taught by my adoptive mother to use poison to make poison since I was a child, and although it is true that I disrespect your son's remains, he will not kill anyone!"

Chen Feng sneered: "How do you know he won't kill people?"

Shang Lang said eagerly: "He has a pitiful background, but his conscience is not lost, and the world knows it. Both Jiarong and I were saved by him. Isn't that enough to explain?"

Chen Feng's eyes were red: "I don't believe it! My son has always been determined and his heart is like a rock. How could he go crazy and kill himself? Killing and destroying corpses is a one-shot thing. He can never be innocent!"

Mu Anyang's face was livid, and he said: "It's true that your son's tragic death is pitiful, but you can't rely on your speculation, and place the serious crime of murder on Qinghong's head."

The people around heard it thrillingly, but they couldn't decide: Although that Ning Xiaoxian from the Cangqiong Sect is a bit confused, he is upright and upright, and everyone can trust him.

It's a pity that he only saw Li Qinghong's corpse destroyed, but didn't see the first half.

Now Li Qinghong insists that he never killed anyone, although there are many doubts, but if he is to be sentenced to death, it is not reasonable.

The past has been covered in dust and there are no witnesses. No one knows what the truth is except this Li Qinghong.

I'm afraid that the Chen family will never let it go, but the Mu family will definitely protect this lost and found son to the death.

Sure enough, Chen Feng sneered, with the sword in his hand shining brightly, he pointed at Li Qinghong from a distance: "I don't believe a word of what you said. If I don't avenge my son, I, a father, will be a father in vain! "

As soon as he finished speaking, his figure suddenly rose, and a shocking sword light pierced Li Qinghong with the momentum of wind and thunder.

Li Qinghong was tense all the time, when he saw him move, his body flashed wildly, and he got into the crowd.

Mu Anyang and Mu Qinghui's two sword lights also rose at the same time, chasing Chen Feng together, and Mu Anyang shouted urgently: "Master Chen, if you want to falsely murder innocent people, you must kill all the people in Shennong Valley!"

The hall was already crowded with people, Li Qinghong's body was like a fish swimming, struggling to dodge among the crowds, after all Chen Feng couldn't kill innocent people randomly, so he yelled: "Swords have no eyes, get out of the way!"

Mu Anyang raised his palm, and a cloud of drug was scattered around: "Everyone is offended, give me the antidote later!"

As long as Chen Feng can be charmed, who can care about it?

On the high platform, Shang Yuan indifferently looked at the chaos below, then turned to look at Ning Cheng: "It's not useless for you to collect so many secrets from various families."

Ning Cheng lowered his eyes, and his handsome face was full of respect: "I'm stupid. I've been struggling to support the sect these years. I just need to pay more attention to the secrets of each family. There will always be times when they bite dogs."

The chaos below became more and more intense, Chen Feng was like crazy, the tip of his sword was already stained with blood, Mu Anyang saw his sword tip getting closer and closer to Li Qinghong, he was burning with anxiety, and clutched a colorless, odorless and highly poisonous small gun in his hand. arrow.

But this poison, blood-sealed and throat-sealed, is a life-saving weapon. Once it is used and accidentally injures others, it is also a great crime. For a while, he was anxious and afraid.

Chen Feng took a deep breath, and the already terrifying sword light suddenly surged again, chasing Li Qinghong in front of him, unexpectedly using some short-term method to increase his spiritual power, and wanted to kill him with one blow.

Li Qinghong also seemed to feel the danger of death behind him, and with all his strength, he threw Tu Ling's dagger behind him.

This throw exhausted all his strength, and Tu Ling's dagger was full of evil spirits, facing Chen Feng.

The light of the sword in Chen Feng's hand was like a stormy sea, and he pushed Tu Ling away in an instant, and the next moment, it pierced Li Qinghong's back of the neck like a gangrene.

The people from Zhou cried out in surprise, seeing that Li Qinghong was about to splash blood on the spot, but at this moment, for some reason, a stumbling figure suddenly rushed forward and fell in front of Chen Feng.

He frantically waved his arms and screamed sharply: "Don't kill me, don't..."

As if completely out of control from being frightened, he hugged Chen Feng's thigh tightly, crying: "People are going to die again, don't, a lot of people have already died!"

Chen Feng was stopped by him, he couldn't move his body immediately, and when he looked again, Li Qinghong's figure had quickly fled away, he couldn't help being furious, raised the sword in his hand, and wanted to chop off at this unknown junior.

An urgent talisman flashed by and exploded on his sword, and the Chang head of the Haiqing Sect came to him at some point: "Dianzhu Chen, please calm down, I don't intend to offend you, let him live!"

The little apprentice rolled and scrambled, and ran far away quickly, trembling, huddled in a corner, trembling with tears in his eyes: "We still have to stay and practice, you can go when you want, why did you fight yourself first? "

Although his voice was trembling, it was bright and clear, and everyone around him could hear it clearly, and he couldn't help but feel a slight movement in his heart.

If it wasn't for this, the various families should be joining forces to force the palace and fight against the Sky Sect right now? ...

Even Chen Feng stunned with the sword in his hand, his expression was uncertain, and he froze on the spot.

He turned around and looked at Mu Anyang: "I..."

Suddenly, Mu Anyang raised his hand, and a small arrow shot out silently, hitting Chen Feng's heart.

Chen Feng staggered for a moment, but he couldn't hold the sword in his hand steadily.He stared at Mu Anyang: "You..."

Mu Anyang calmly wiped the blood from his mouth: "Master Chen, your son has died, please give me your condolences. My Qinghong was born lonely, and I failed to keep him 18 years ago. If I can't keep him today, I will What face do you have to see your dead wife?"