Dressed as a male protagonist

In just such a split second, Wei Ling knew that he had been fooled by the other party. Lu Wuchen is now in a pure heart, so how could the murderer be Lu Wuchen!So his complexion changed, and he shouted in a deep voice: "You bastard! How dare you pretend to be a disciple of this seat!!"

After Wei Ling finished speaking, he drew the long sword in his hand, and all of the countless small swords rushed towards the two people facing him.

At this moment, the sound of breaking through the air came, and Nan Jinrong, Shen Rang, Fuyao and others suddenly appeared nearby!

When the two masked men saw so many Wan Zongmen masters coming, they immediately reached into their pockets and unknowingly took out a small round object.When Wei Ling was surprised, the masked mouth murmured something, and then a mouthful of blood spewed out, and it was spilling on the round object.In the next moment, there was a loud rustling sound all around, and amidst the surging black mist, the two figures disappeared in an instant!

Wei Ling was shocked and wanted to chase after him, but Nan Jin Rong flew over and said, "Wei Ling!"

Wei Ling looked at Nan Jinrong: "I'll go after them now! We must catch them!"

Seeing that Wei Ling looked tired, Nan Jinrong hurriedly stretched out his hand to check his body, then shook his head and said, "That's the space magic of a foreign race, you can't catch up with it."

Only then did Wei Ling remember that this is a world where magic and immortality coexist.

Just at this moment, there was a low mournful roar from the disciple's room over there, Wei Ling's heart skipped a beat, and he hurried over there with Nan Jinrong.

Amid the thick bloody smell, Fuyao was hugging the corpse of one of his disciples, with his head down, unable to see his expression clearly.

Wei Ling knew this disciple, he was the direct disciple of Baicao Peak who just won the competition a few days ago, and he was Fuyao's most beloved disciple Yu Zijin.

Fuyao tightly grasped the disciple's arm with ten fingers, even trembling uncontrollably.He lowered his face so low that no one could see his expression, but Wei Ling and others could feel his pain.

Wei Ling also felt pain in his heart. If Fei Le or Yuan Lu had an accident today, he would probably lose his composure even more than Fuyao.

Shen Rang checked all the corpses in the room, and went to other rooms to check again. After returning, he said to Nan Jinrong: "It's not a foreigner's exercise, it's... I sent a exercise."

Wei Ling was shocked.

At this moment, he finally remembered what was wrong: "Where's Yuan Lu?"

Shen Rang looked at Wei Ling: "We rushed over as soon as we received your summons, because we couldn't find Yuan Lu, we thought he was with you."

Wei Ling's face turned pale in an instant: "...I didn't send you a letter." And when he was having a nightmare, he obviously made such a big noise. As people with advanced cultivation, Nan Jinrong and Shen Rang unexpectedly Didn't even notice? !

Fuyao suddenly let go of the disciple, stood up slowly, looked at Wei Ling and asked, "Where is he?"

Fuyao's voice was soft and slow, and it sounded as gentle as a whisper. Wei Ling couldn't figure out his thoughts for a moment, and asked subconsciously, "Who?!"

Fuyao's erratic expression suddenly changed, becoming ferocious and terrifying. He grabbed Wei Ling's collar, his eyes filled with bursting anger: "Where is he!!!"

"Fuyao!" Nan Jinrong and Shen Rang reached out to block Fuyao together, Shen Rang signaled him to let go of his hands, "Calm down, this matter has nothing to do with Wei Ling!"

Fuyao roared: "This is all the elite disciples of my Baicao Peak! All!!!"

In this sect grand competition, the disciples of Baicao Peak were scattered across the peaks, originally for the purpose of treating them in time and assisting them in their cultivation, but unexpectedly...

Shen Rang grabbed Fuyao's struggling arm and channeled some spiritual energy for him, until he was no longer struggling, then said softly: "Fuyao, we will definitely investigate this matter. Calm down and listen to Wei Ling. Tell me about the situation, how is it?"

Fuyao put his hand on his forehead, his whole body tensed up: "How can I calm down... Zijin said, it's Lu Wuchen."

Both Nan Jinrong and Shen Rang's expressions changed this time.

Shen Rang was silent for a while, and finally adjusted his tone, and said slowly: "Lu Wuchen is dead, did my junior hear it wrong? Since this incident happened in my Xiaoyao Peak, it is my responsibility. Fuyao, you first and Brother Sect Leader, go back and leave the rest to me, how about it?"

When Shen Rang finished speaking, a group of disciples from Xiaoyao Peak happened to rush outside.Even the people from Yinshamen are there.

Patriarch Tiansha walked around the open space in front of the house twice, then walked to the door and said, "Looking at the remaining spiritual power, the technique used by the other party seems to be the technique of your Wanzong sect."

Nan Jinrong nodded slightly: "We will deal with this matter properly, Patriarch, let's go back." After all, it was their disciples who had an accident, and it would be inconvenient for the people of Yinshamen to be here.

Shen Rang ordered his disciples to strengthen their vigilance, and informed the disciples of all branches to search for suspicious persons with all their strength, and then found someone to properly dispose of the corpses of the disciples here.Seeing that Fuyao was still looking very shocked at this time, he came over to greet Nan Jinrong, and then took Fuyao away forcefully, not knowing how to appease Fuyao.

Wei Ling was worried about Lu Wuchen's affairs, and his expression was a little dazed.Nan Jinrong pulled him to an open space outside, and asked in a low voice, "Wei Ling, why are you here?"

It took Wei Ling a while to realize the meaning of Nan Jinrong's words——Why did Wei Ling, who was supposed to sleep in Tongxian Peak Qingxin Xiaozhu, come to Xiaoyao Peak in the middle of the night?And what a coincidence to run into such a murder!

Wei Ling lowered his eyebrows, and explained in detail how someone lured him out, but the conversation between the two was hidden.

Tian Sha, who was standing not far away, suddenly sneered, walked over and said, "Why did you find Peak Master Wei?"

Wei Ling: "..." You are old and not ashamed!Relying on my high cultivation base to eavesdrop on me whispering to my senior brother!

Nan Jinrong's face also sank a bit: "Why didn't the ancestor leave?"

Tian Sha didn't care how bad the two of them treated him, and continued: "Whether someone deliberately lured Peak Master Wei over, or whether Peak Master Wei was here in the first place, it's hard to say."

Wei Ling was upset: "What do you mean?"

Tian Sha said: "I saw something." He glanced at Wei Ling and Nan Jinrong, and walked towards the messy corner of the house.

Wei Ling and Nan Jinrong followed, and saw a glowing object among the pile of rocks two feet away from the corner of the room.

This place was where Wei Ling and the two masked men fought. The rockery where the masked man was hiding was knocked down by Wei Ling's sword, and unexpectedly buried something.

Wei Ling stepped forward, stepped on the gravel and pulled the thing out.

It is a long sword.

Turned into ashes, Wei Ling also knew this sword.

Snow season.

Wei Ling's hands and feet felt a little cold, and he immediately summoned a young disciple and said, "Go to Zuowang Peak and call Fei Le over immediately, go quickly!"

The disciple promised to go quickly, Nan Jinrong's expression remained unchanged, he just said to the ancestor Tiansha: "The ancestor has a heart, let us handle the next matter."

The ancestor snorted and said, "Let's take a look together. The one who killed you today is the disciple of Baicao Peak. Maybe it will be the disciple of our other sect tomorrow? It's better to be careful."

The night wind was silent, the moon hid under a dark cloud at some point, and everyone's eyes gradually darkened.

The disciples of Xiaoyao Peak who were disposing of the corpses lit the torches. Their faces showed grief, but more hatred and anger.

Holding Xue Ji in his hand, Wei Ling walked towards the open space in front of the house.

There are a total of twelve disciple rooms here, and each room accommodates two to three people, and the slightly larger disciple room in the middle houses five people, all of whom are young disciples who have a good relationship with Yu Zijin.Standing in the open space, Wei Ling looked at the corpses lined up in a row, feeling chills in his heart.

29 people.

Having confirmed this number in his heart, Wei Ling suddenly remembered something besides heartache.He hurriedly turned around and walked back to Nan Jinrong's side, saying, "Although the two masked men I met are not low-level, if they want to kill so many disciples in a short period of time without making any noise, it's almost impossible. It’s possible! What’s more, these disciples were all killed in their own rooms. How could they not disturb the brothers in the next room when they fought?! You must know that there are traces of fighting in every room here, which means... ..."

The faces of the three changed: "Forbidden!"

There must be a person with a very high cultivation base who has placed a ban on this area, isolating the movement here!

Wei Ling said: "Restriction, disciples of Baicao Peak, Lu Wuchen, Xue Jijian..." He seemed to know the ultimate purpose of this matter!

Nan Jinrong saw that his expression was different, and knew that he might have thought of something.But because the ancestor Tiansha was here, he didn't ask.

At this moment, the sound of Yujian breaking through the sky came from the sky, and soon, a group of flying swords of various colors fell down, everyone stood still, and walked towards the place where Nan Jinrong and others were.

Wei Ling looked up and saw that all the representatives of the various factions participating in the competition had come, his face changed, and he said angrily to the ancestor Tiansha: "What do you mean!"

Patriarch Tiansha snorted and didn't answer.

Nan Jinrong's usually expressionless face also showed a bit of chill at this time. He gave Patriarch Tiansha a cold look, and turned his head to look at the heads and disciples of the various factions who had walked in front of him.

Wei Ling tightly held the Xueji sword in his hand, lowering his eyebrows slightly.

Among all the sects, Venerable Huijue has the highest seniority and the strongest cultivation, but he is a Buddhist and doesn't like mixing right and wrong, so he just stands in front of everyone and doesn't speak.Du Xuanhui from Yingzhou Island just had an argument with Wei Ling during the day, and now he is the first one to come forward and say, "I didn't expect such a disaster to happen in Wanzongmen. It seems that Wanzongmen is not like everyone. It's so indestructible."

Venerable Huijue recited the Buddha's name and said, "Master Du, speak carefully."

Du Xuanhui choked.

Patriarch Tiansha said: "Actually, this matter is not that complicated. Since Feng Master Wei has already fought against two of them and obtained the sword of the other, then we only need to identify them according to the blood contract on the sword." , we can find one of the murderers..."

For a moment, Wei Ling felt that the sword in his hand weighed a thousand catties.

Fairy Lixun and Shen Lingxue were also among the crowd. At this time, Shen Lingxue saw Xue Ji in Wei Ling's hand, and immediately walked out and said, "Brother Wei, this sword..."

Patriarch Tiansha said: "This is the sword."