Ling Hua softly told a secret story from ten years ago. At that time, she had just joined the Seven Kills Sect, and the first token she issued was to hunt down a young boy from the God race who was on the run.
The person who gave the order was Lengxue, a well-known killer in the Thirteen Halls. Not long after, the cold-blooded killer became inexplicably crazy. The door had to be cleaned up.
The White Kill Order has been upgraded several times and turned into a Green Kill Order. Unexpectedly, the killer who executed the green killing order also died in the wild forest. After that, the token was taken away by the chief helmsman. Ling Hua also cut off contact with him.
A few years later, when Ling Hua served Zang Jian, he heard Zang Jian reveal the reason why he did not accept the token.
It turns out that long before the White Killing Order was hung, a God-killing Order had already been hung up in the Seven Killing Hall. The person receiving the order is Qian Yao, the spirit fox of southern Xinjiang.
"What did you say!"
Ling Hua was secretly happy when he saw that the news he confided had indeed attracted Feng's attention. "Sir, how dare this little girl lie in front of you. Zangjian is the hall master's personal disciple, and he said those words to me himself after he was drunk. Zangjian knew early in the morning that there was a transformed spirit beast guarding the child."
Pei Feng was shocked.
This news from Ling Hua is crucial. Qian Yao's God-killing Order caused the Seven Kills Sect to participate in the massacre of the God descendants. And her identity had been exposed long before she came to the Central Plains. This is enough to show that there is indeed a black hand behind the annihilation of the God race.
The Seven Kills Sect is just a sharp blade in the hands of that black hand.
Pei Feng pondered for a moment and thought of the key to solving this game. As long as he finds out the person who placed the God-killing Order at the Seven Kills Sect, the whole thing will come to light.
Pei Feng did not continue to ask further. He knew that no matter how deep the secret was, no one at Ling Hua's level could know about it. Just a name flashed silently in his mind - Hidden Sword.
Pei Feng held the frail and boneless beauty's body with one hand, and tapped the table with the other hand. Suddenly he raised the corners of his mouth slightly and said softly. "finally come."
"Who is here? No one will come to disturb your rest today." Ling Hua said softly.
Pei Feng just smiled faintly and did not continue to speak. Ling Hua felt a cold killing intent penetrate into his body through the hazy green gauze on his body.
She couldn't help being shocked and jumped out of Killer Feng's arms.
At this moment, Master Feng's face was solemn, and his aura was overwhelming, like a cold killing weapon.
"S-Sir..."
The stone door was slowly opened. The first person to step into the stone chamber was the hall leader Hou Jie. Behind Hou Jie are seven of the top inner sect killers in the Thirteen Halls. Hou Jie's direct disciple Zang Jian is also among them. These people obviously have bad intentions.
Although Ling Hua couldn't figure out the situation for a moment, she could tell at a glance that Hall Master Hou was definitely not here to drink with Killer Feng.
Pei Feng glanced at several people. There was disdain in his eyes, "Hall Master Hou. What are you doing?"
Hou Jie sneered.
"Don't you still know it in your heart?"
Loud applause came from outside the stone gate.
"You have a good time, Mr. Feng." The old voice fell, and an old man in gray robe slowly walked into the stone room with two golden masked killers.
Seeing this person, Pei Feng couldn't help but sneered.
The number one killer of Nine Helms - the Nine Finger Swordsman.
"There is a road to heaven but you don't take it, and there is no door to hell but you break in. Boy, you think the Seven Kills Gate is too simple."
Pei Feng put down the wine glass in his hand and stood up slowly. He showed his true appearance to others with no scruples in his heart.
"I just killed an envoy from the Seven Sects, but I actually alerted the Nine-fingered Swordsman to take action against me personally. It seems that I, Chu Feng, have quite a reputation."
"Chu Feng?" The Nine-fingered Swordsman stroked his beard and laughed, "Now that it's over, your self-entertainment has come to an end." Jiujian's voice sank, "Pei Feng, a remnant of the Divine Clan, it's hard for you to fly today. "
Pei Feng pretended to be shocked. "Pei Feng?"
Hou Jie said: "Pei Feng. You are still pretending."
"You are teasing me about the Seven Killing Sect by accepting your own blood killing order. Boy, where do you think this is?" The sword-hiding killer behind Hou Jie shouted and was the first to rush towards Pei Feng.
In front of the strong men at the top of the sect, Zang Jian naturally wanted to stand out, and taking down this Soul Refining Realm God-killer would be enough to make him famous in one battle.
With the Nine Finger Swordsman by his side, there is no need to worry about hiding the sword. He pushed it out with one palm and had strong soul power.
Just when the palm of the hidden sword was one foot in front of Pei Feng, a short sword suddenly appeared in his hand. A top-grade Horcrux didn't even show a breath before.
Pei Feng couldn't help but be surprised.
This is the secret of "Hidden Sword" and the assassination skill that he has practiced hard all his life.
The dagger came so suddenly that Pei Feng didn't even have time to protect his body with Gang Qi.
"Ding!"
There was a crisp sound. The dagger hit Pei Feng's chest, and his upper body clothes immediately turned into countless pieces. Revealing a body of angular muscles, as well as a small heart-protecting mirror on his chest.
Pei Feng couldn't help but murmur. "The gadget refined by Senior Yinghui can easily receive a blow from a top-level Horcrux."
The first blow of the hidden sword was not successful, and without delay, the second sword was immediately pointed at Pei Feng's lower abdomen. But what he caught a glimpse of was the sneer on the corner of Killer Feng's mouth.
A huge sense of crisis also hit at the same time. At this moment, Zang Jian had just regained consciousness. The young monk in front of him was a genuine God-killer.
In the blink of an eye, the hidden sword had touched Pei Feng's skin.
The muscles on Pei Feng's body suddenly changed color. A dense layer of cyan scales covered his entire upper body.
The dagger hit the scales and made another crisp sound.
Zang Jian only felt numbness and soreness in his arms. It was like a physical punch hitting an iron plate.
All the monks in the stone chamber were shocked by this scene. The snake scales all over Pei Feng's body make people's hair stand on end.
"Tongtian black python pattern"!
This is a defensive magical power that White Snake taught Pei Feng. White Snake said that when this magical power is fully developed, it can resist the thunder of transcending tribulation.
"Zang Jian, you are already a dead person." Pei Feng said coldly.
"Come back quickly!" Hou Jie yelled. He stretched out his hand and pulled the body of the hidden sword back.
Pei Feng slowly raised his sleeves, and a red light flew out of his sleeves. After touching Zang Jian's body, the red light flew back to Pei Feng's sleeves at a speed invisible to the naked eye.
Hou Jie only saw a red line flashing away. I don’t know what methods Pei Feng used! He immediately lifted up his beloved disciple's clothes to check. I saw four more thin blood holes on the belly of the hidden sword. Black blood was oozing from the blood hole.
Hou Jie looked at the Nine-Finger Swordsman and saw that the great monk looked pale. There was surprise in his eyes.
"Is that the Seven-Section Red Flame?"
Hou Jie has never heard of this name. He asked doubtfully: "What is that?"
Pei Feng smiled evilly, "It seems that the Nine Finger Swordsman's eyes are not completely blind yet. Please tell Lord Jiujian, please tell Hall Master Hou what will happen to this Hidden Swordsman after he is bitten by my seven-section red flame." fate."
Big beads of sweat rolled down from the nine-fingered swordsman's forehead. Naturally, he was not afraid of Killer Feng, a soul-level monk. What he is afraid of is the terrifying existence that has not been born for hundreds of years.
Years ago, the image of one man slaughtering seven cities flooded into his mind. The Three Great Dao Sects of the Central Plains were completely destroyed by that gentleman single-handedly...
The seven-section red flame, the unique vicious creature of Snake Valley, appears here, as well as the dense snake scales of Killer Feng...
"You, you are the disciple of Senior Snake Valley Yi!"
