Every assassination of Xianjun fails [Transmigration Book]

The spiritual power flowed on the Yinghui sword, faintly bringing out an arc like a golden dragon.Piercing into the black mist, I didn't know what I encountered head-on, and there was a crisp sound.

The silver rope in Yuan Qinghang's hand shot out like an arrow, protruding into the black mist, and Ning Duo's sword light, one gold and one silver, strangled something in the black mist.

With a muffled "bang", the black mist dissipated, and there stood a lifelike straw doll in the middle, and the real living person had disappeared.

Ning Duo's sword was piercing the straw doll's head, and Yuan Qinghang's silver rope was wrapped around the doll's waist.

The scarecrow hung its hands and did not move. As the smoke cleared, its dry eye sockets blinked suddenly, and two strange red lights flickered slightly.

Yuan Qinghang's heart was full of alarm bells, and he shouted: "Everyone back off!"

Following his cry, the scarecrow's eye sockets glowed red, and his head suddenly exploded with a "bang", a mass of plasma-like mucus shot out.

The venom splashed everywhere, and it was about to shoot the young disciples around. Yuan Qinghang gritted his teeth, and rushed towards the direction where the venom was thickest, and opened the white jade fan in his hand.

"Zi la la!" There was a toothache sound, and the hard fan was corroded by the venom and had several scorching marks.

But no matter how big the fan is, it can't cover all the venom, and the residual liquid that slipped through the net is about to hit his body.

The white-clothed figure beside him flashed and stood in front of him, but it was Ning Duo.

There was a slight sound of "Zi", the venom stained his body, and a few clusters of blood spots were branded on his wrist.

Yuan Qinghang saw it at a glance, and anger rose in his heart. He raised his hand and threw out a medicine bottle, gritted his teeth and said, "Apply quickly."

As soon as the words fell, he had already rushed out, flashing towards the left hall door.

No matter how exquisite the teleportation technique is, there will be traces to follow, and the faint wave of spiritual power in the air is the best guide!

As soon as he rushed to the door, there were a few fierce sounds of weapons clashing in front of him. Looking up, Shang Lang and Li Qinghong had already rushed back at some point, and were intercepting the crippled guard in black.

Yuan Qinghang was overjoyed: "Are you two okay?"

Shang Lang replied loudly: "It's nothing, it's to tune the tiger away from the mountain!"

Yuan Qinghang shouted: "Okay, block this person!"

The two people on the opposite side went in without knowing it, but they immediately shot at the same time. The heat wave of the Blazing Sun Sword, and the coldness of Tu Ling's dagger intertwined together, strangled the figure of the man in black who was dodging from left to right.

In the rear, Ning Duo chased after him without making a sound, with his sword drawn. In front were Shang Lang and Li Qinghong, followed by Ning Duo and Yuan Qinghang. The spirits of the young men were lifted up, and the four magical weapons shone brightly. surrounded by men in black.

The man's expression was not panicked, and he walked under the attack of several people with strange movements, and his erratic figure was like a flying leaf, which dazzled people's eyes.

Every attack seemed to hit him, only to miss at the last moment.

Yuan Qinghang kept attacking with the black gold fan in his hand, but his heart became more and more surprised. This person was so strange and erratic, not because of his agile figure, but because of the most advanced teleportation technique.

There are thousands of spells in the world, but they remain the same. The teleportation technique of this level is not only a superb technique, but also requires the user's own cultivation to be strong. Seeing this person's teleportation with ease, there is no perfect cultivation of the Golden Core. For absolutely impossible.

No...it doesn't have to be a golden pill either.

This person seldom takes action himself, and it is difficult to judge his true inheritance. This kind of strange and rare breathing is not contrary to the Mozong's mentality.

Just as he was thinking eagerly in his heart, Ning Duo suddenly screamed beside him, and a stack of spirit storage talismans was suddenly attached to the long sword in his hand. out!

This sword was finally no longer neutral and peaceful, and with the blessing of many talismans, it regained most of its peak demeanor in an instant.

How could the man in black not feel the sudden crisis because of his superb cultivation? His eyes shrank suddenly, his figure retreated violently, and with a raised palm, a thunderbolt talisman flashed, facing Shang Ningduo's shocking attack. hit.

The surrounding space seemed to be frozen suddenly, and a suffocating oppression enveloped the surroundings, and the figure of the man who was able to do a job with ease finally appeared frozen for the first time.

The sword of Yinghui followed like lightning, piercing straight into his arm.

Blood spattered everywhere, and the man in black endured the pain without saying a word. He flicked his fingers and drew a round blood talisman in the air, wrapping the blood sprayed from his arm, and spreading it suddenly in the air.

The blood mist rose all over the sky, with a wet smell, and everyone had no time to avoid it. They only felt a sticky sticky face and head, and their eyes were not only blurred, but also a stinging pain.

Yuan Qinghang shouted: "Close your eyes and hold your breath!"

But the exclamation of many people has been heard one by one, with fear: "My eyes! Why can't I see?"

"Me too! Ahhh..."

In the red blood mist, the figure of that person suddenly disappeared, faster and weirder than ever before.

In the panic, a stern female voice sneered, it was Li Hongling: "How dare you show off your petty tricks to shame me."

A piece of red silk was swung from the air, and a piece of yellow powder was sprinkled, with a strong sense of coolness in the spicy.

As soon as the blood mist touched the yellow powder, it was instantly melted away, as if it had met its nemesis.The blood energy in the hall dissipated, and the light reappeared.

Yuan Qinghang stared at the field, and suddenly his eyes widened.

Beside Yu Wenhan and Yu Wenli, there was one more person, and it was the lame guard!

I saw him with a dazed face and blood all over his body, as if he didn't know why he suddenly appeared here.

Yu Wenhan was staring worriedly at the battle situation on Yuan Qinghang's side, when suddenly there was such a person beside him, he suddenly raised his palm in shock, and wanted to hit him head-on, but the lame guard showed panic in his eyes, and tremblingly called: "It's me...I'm not that person!"

Yu Wenhan was startled, his palm stopped suddenly, and a vague thought flashed through his mind: This is the real lame guard next to his grandson, who was thrown out to confuse his sight.

The lame guard's body went limp, as if he was seriously injured, and suddenly fell to the ground.

He was the closest to Yu Wenhan, and without thinking, Yu Wenhan stretched out his arm and grabbed him.

Yuan Qinghang in the distance suddenly shouted: "Be careful!"

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The guard's eyes flashed, he turned around, and flashed behind Yu Wenhan, with a flash of black light in his hand, a black puppet snake climbed onto Yu Wenhan's neck.

Yu Wenli's expression changed drastically, and he wanted to stab out with the sword in his hand, he shouted anxiously: "Let go of my grandfather!"

The man moved his fingers slightly, and pressed on the tail of the snake. The puppet snake aimed at Yu Wenhan's side throat, as if he was about to bite it off.

Yuwenli Baojian suddenly stopped, angry and anxious: "You!..."

The man's voice was erratic, and he couldn't tell whether it was sarcasm or indifference: "It's just a fool like you who treats him as a relative. But I don't know where he still has a place for you in his heart."

Yu Wenli's face was pale, and a cold air rose on his handsome face, and he clenched his snow-white teeth tightly.

The man in black looked up at the people coming around, and his eyes fell on Yuan Qinghang who was slowly approaching: "If you want the old man to be safe, you should know how to do it."

Yuan Qinghang looked at him coldly, and said in a loud voice: "My fellow immortals, please excuse me and step back for now."

Originally, there were still a few grandmasters who were about to go up to rescue them. After hearing what he said, they finally put away their weapons and retreated in all directions.

Yu Wenhan's old face was flushed, and he was so angry that he almost fainted.

If it wasn't for his good intentions and lack of vigilance, with his cultivation base, he would not be able to restrain him so easily.

The most hateful thing is that this is already the second time!Last time in the cemetery, he went to check the defense with his injuries, but he was plotted and attacked by this villain, and used it to threaten Yuan Qinghang. This time, he fell into the hands of the same person again, which is a great shame.

He clasped his palm, and was about to go all out without hesitation, Yuan Qinghang saw what he meant, and screamed in fright: "Old man! It's agreed, I haven't helped you organize your [-]th birthday yet!..."

The blood relationship between him and Yuwen's family has never been disclosed to the public. Yuwenhan was afraid that the two protectors of the Demon Sect would be unhappy, so he didn't dare to ask him to recognize his ancestors and return to his clan. At this moment, when he suddenly heard his soft begging, his heart softened and he almost shed tears. Never dare to move again.

Yu Wenli stood beside him, his face suddenly changed, and he looked at Yuan Qinghang in surprise.

What's the meaning?He is an outsider, no matter how deep his friendship with Yu Wenhan is, how could it be his turn to throw a birthday party for the old man?

Ning Duo stood beside Yuan Qinghang, and whispered softly: "He was hit by my Yinggui sword, and his arm is injured."

Yuan Qinghang nodded slightly, suppressed the anger in his heart, and regained his composure on his face: "Is it the master of Bai Tong Tong Hall?"

The man in black finally stopped denying it and said, "Yes."

There was a burst of discussion all around, and Chen Feng couldn't help but said angrily: "The Guimen sect has always been mysterious, and they don't show up in front of people. They only have business contacts with the Xianmen Demon Sect and have no other entanglements. Now the hall master has shot so many people in the Xianmen sect. , what exactly do you want!"

The man in black said sincerely: "But in order to get away, the antidote will be delivered later, please don't worry."

Yuan Qinghang looked at him coldly: "The hall master is here just to negotiate this business in person?"

The man in black said: "Bai Tong Tang has always valued profit over righteousness. If there is something to make money, it will serve snacks."

Yuan Qinghang nodded: "A gentleman loves money, and he gets it in a proper way. It is no problem for the noble family to buy the Lingshan of the Sky Sect, but they did not hesitate to kill the head of Ning for this matter, but why?"

The man in black smiled slightly, facing the face of the crippled guard, his smile became even more weird: "I am like you, a friend's son died in the mist around me, and I have been trying to kill him for a long time."

He said: "This man's hands are full of blood, he should have died a long time ago. It's just that Ning Xiaoxian Jun protects him, so he can barely survive this time. Now I think he died earlier, what's wrong?"

Yuan Qinghang sneered: "Really? Who is your friend?"

The man in black said leisurely: "It's inconvenient to talk about it."

Yuan Qinghang stared at him closely: "What about the assassin who was silenced by you just now?"

The man in black was more calm: "That's my dead soldier, who has already sworn allegiance, and there is no need to explain his life and death to outsiders."

The surrounding Immortal Sect people frowned, and they also felt that this person's words were justifiable.

Ning Cheng hated everyone, but for the sake of Ning Duo and Shang Lang, it would not be uncommon for someone to seek revenge. If this person assassinated Ning Cheng, no one would really feel sorry for him.

As for him killing his subordinates, it was a private matter within the family. At most, others would say that the family rules are strict, but there is no reason to help revenge.

Yuan Qinghang looked at him, and slowly said: "You killed the head of Ning, not for selfish desires, but to prevent him from speaking."

The man in black said calmly, "Young Master Yuan Xiao was joking."

Yuan Qinghang said: "Before the head of Ning died, he said that if you don't come out, he will tell your secret. Immortal Mu Qinghui asked him if he hurt Shang Lang and Mu Jiarong, and his final answer was' No'. It's a pity that after only saying these two words, the killer you arranged made a decisive move."

He looked into the eyes of the man in black: "You were at the scene, and the killer acted at that moment after heeded your order. So what you want to stop is actually what he wants to say—he is in the fog formation Although many people were injured by the attack, it did not kill him."

There was a low exclamation in the hall, Mu Qinghui stood in the distance, and said in a shy voice: "I asked him about this before on the sidelines, and he kept saying...he never took action against Jiarong and Shang Lang."

Ning Duo stood next to Yuan Qinghang, and said in a deep voice: "Just a few days ago, I asked Master privately, and he told me that he just wounded someone with a sword, and he didn't intend to kill someone, let alone kill someone. Junior brother Zhou."

Yuan Qinghang looked at the man in black: "During the whole mist formation incident, dozens of disciples of the immortal sect died. The death of sect master Ning is approaching, so there is no need for him to lie and deny it. He said he didn't kill those people, so I just believe it." .”

The man in black said softly, "I'm afraid others won't believe it."

Yuan Qinghang didn't answer his words, and continued to say coldly: "So there must be another murderer in the mist formation. That person knew the whole plan clearly, so he hid in it and followed up secretly."

The man in black let out an "oh" in a surprised tone: "Except for Tantai Chao, all of the corpses present were also stabbed?"

Yuan Qinghang glanced at Yu Wenli lightly: "To kill someone, you don't necessarily have to be like someone who is stupid enough to make up a knife and leave a scar."

Yu Wenli's face was cold and he didn't say a word.

Yuan Qinghang looked at Mu Qinghui: "Master Mu, after you inspected the scene of the mist formation, all the corpses were poisoned except for the stab wounds, right?"

Mu Qinghui said in amazement: "Yes."

"But the drug formula you gave to Ning Cheng is for catching gu eagles. It just makes people lose their combat power, and it is not fatal." Yuan Qinghang said, "So, who put in other poisons to make a Has the mist formation turned into a real poisonous mist formation?"

The man in black acted nonchalantly: "Master Ning may have asked someone else to buy a double dose of medicine."

Yuan Qinghang looked at him, and said lightly: "He won't. In the whole incident, only one force can do this, and it can also be perfectly invisible."

The man in black said nothing.

Yuan Qinghang looked at him: "Then it's you..."

The hall became even quieter, and finally someone couldn't help but yelled loudly: "Young Master Yuan Xiao, why?"

Yuan Qinghang looked around and sighed softly: "Because the head of Ning contacted Tantai Minghao through Baitongtang, he spent a lot of money to ask him to take action, and diverted the exit of the formation eye. This hall master not only knows all the time and place, It can even mix the poison with the drug thrown by the head of Ning, many people only get hit by a sword, but the blood flows out and encounters the poisonous mist, which is really fatal."

His eyes fell on the puppet snake on Yuwenhan's neck: "In the mist formation, there were a large number of mechanism puppet zergs. I suspected that Yuwenli sold them privately, but looking at them now, it looks more like they were originally from the hall. Hand of the Lord."

He seemed to suddenly think of something again: "By the way, Tantai Minghao only took a share of the money to transfer the exit of the formation eyes, but the formations in the mist formation are extremely ingenious. At that time, there were many outstanding disciples of the Shuzong present, but they were helpless , I don’t know if there is a master like the hall master personally setting up the formation?”

The man in black smiled even more gently: "Young Master Yuan Xiao is really eloquent, without any evidence, just relying on speculation, he was able to get a good accusation."

Yuan Qinghang ignored him, and exaggeratedly said "ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! trail."

... The expressions of all the people in the hall were different, and they all looked at each other in surprise.

What Yuan Qinghang said is interlocking, it seems very reasonable, but in the final analysis, there is indeed no evidence at all, it is just speculation.

Chen Feng said in a deep voice: "Young Master Yuan Xiao, Bai Tong Tang did such a thing, what good do they have?"

The man in black nodded happily: "Of course there is no benefit, so these framed charges are missing one of the most important motivations."

Yuan Qinghang stared at him, with a strange expression in his bright eyes: "Yeah, I have been unable to figure it out. Until just now, I suddenly had a guess, but I don't know if it is right."

The man in black smiled and said, "If I say I don't want to hear it, you won't bother."

Yuan Qinghang smiled more gently than him: "Of course, no one can stop my mouth."

His eyes were as bright as morning stars, and he said leisurely: "The hall master has been planning for a long time, and he will never just covet a dried up fairy mountain. So if you are so laborious, you don't hesitate to kill people and gag, isn't it what you really want, but it's not the Thousand Mountains? "