Jing Yu lost consciousness, he slowly fell to his knees, clenched his fists, and beat the ground over and over again. Anger burned in his heart, but he felt powerless again.
What was originally a beautiful family was torn apart just because of two nights.
Jing Yu gently picked up Widow Li, put her on the horse, and took her to the morgue. She placed Widow Li according to the surrounding corpses and covered her with a white cloth. Then he stood up, looked around at the white corpse, and left solemnly.
Everyone gathered in the inn hall for a meeting. Everyone was dejected and helpless about the case. Song Qian hesitated to speak. After thinking about it for a moment, he revealed a little information.
"I have experienced similar things when I traveled around the world. I can tell that the penetrating wounds on the corpse came from some kind of weapon, and that is a sword. And I know what kind of sword can do this. It is a sword with a sword spirit."
Song Qian saw everyone raising their heads and looking at him, and continued: "A sword is a weapon, and the weapon has a spirit. After absorbing enough spiritual energy, the sword will gradually develop spiritual intelligence. In the world, it is generally called the sword spirit. For example This flying sword of mine has some intelligence, but it has not yet taken shape. A true sword spirit has self-awareness and can control the movement of the sword." He paused and placed the flying sword behind him on the table.
Jing Yu asked: "Sword spirits can also kill people?"
"No, this is what I am going to say next. Sword spirits are harmless. They only choose to protect their master, but they will not kill people. I once saw a sword with a sword spirit, and it can even use the sword used by its owner. Swordsmanship. Originally I planned to conquer it, but it disliked my lack of strength. There is a kind of sword that can produce extreme killing consciousness, and that is the vicious sword. If the sword does not absorb spiritual energy but absorbs evil energy, then it will It produces a bloodthirsty consciousness, which is called the fierce sword spirit in the world."
"Why didn't you tell me earlier if you had such a judgment?" Jing Yu said complainingly.
"Because I'm not sure. The vicious sword spirits don't have complete consciousness. Their killings are irregular, and this behavior of killing a hundred people in one night is really bizarre." Song Qian said helplessly.
"Forget it, the only direction left now is the evil sword spirit. There have been no disasters in Linying County before. Logically speaking, no sword can absorb enough evil spirit." Jing Yu murmured.
Qiao Xu raised his hand and spoke: "I know that Linying County is less than a hundred miles away from the northern border. If it is a sword on the battlefield, it is most likely a vicious sword."
"How did the fierce sword on the battlefield come to Linying County?"
Qiao Xu crossed his arms: "Brother told me that there is a kind of weapons dealer on the battlefield who likes to collect scattered complete weapons and bring them back to sell in order to make profits. If the vicious sword happens to be brought back to the city, it will naturally cause Killing.”
"You deserve to die as a dog." Jing Yu slapped the table.
"What is an inverted dog?" everyone asked.
Jing Yu didn't answer. He immediately rode on horseback to find the death list to see if there was any arms dealer in it.
There is indeed an arms dealer on the list named Wang Yi. This person has been in the arms sales business for a year and is the first batch of deceased. Everyone from the Dingming Division immediately went to Wang Yi's home to investigate, and sure enough they found that there were various weapons in his home, and there was a smell of blood in his home.
There were too many weapons, and it was hard to pick out which one was the most dangerous sword. Jing Yu planned to destroy all the weapons together, and then stay at Wang Yi's house until night to see if there would be any evil swords.
The weapons were destroyed by the government and all were thrown into the furnace to melt.
Everyone continued to stay at Wang Yi's home until night.
Unexpectedly, the fish that slipped through the net appeared, and a long black sword flew out from a corner, hanging in the air, buzzing. The fierce sword was not in the warehouse, and everyone was shocked.
Song Qian was ready to go. His flying sword had been stored in the scabbard for many days, and now he was worried that he could not find a suitable opponent.
The fierce sword made a sound again, as if mocking the people in the yard, and then swooped down, whipping up a gust of wind.
Song Qian exhaled turbid air, and time seemed to stand still. He pulled out the flying sword one inch, two inches... until he could no longer hold back the pure sword energy of the flying sword. Song Qian was dressed in green, and a dazzling white light appeared in front of him, like gunpowder exploding in the darkness.
The sword energy collided with the fierce sword, and a powerful aura erupted, causing everyone present to step back several feet. Song Qian stood firmly on the spot, his clothes in tatters. Jing Yu found that the fierce sword was not damaged, but Song Qian's sword energy had long dissipated.
At this time Ningqu took action, waving the paper umbrella, the cold wind howled, and the furniture in the yard was covered with a layer of frost. The fierce sword slashed out a black sword energy and directly chopped the paper umbrella into pieces. Ning Qu spat out a smear of blood. She grabbed her palm and dozens of ice spikes instantly sprouted from the ground and pierced the fierce sword.
The fierce sword transformed into a humanoid figure, holding the hilt of the sword, taking a step towards Ningqu, and slashed out with two more black sword energy. Jing Yu directly threw out two fireball talismans and put his Zen clothes on Ningqu. He took out a rough iron sword in each hand to block the sword energy.
There was a crisp click, Jing Yu's hand bones broke, and the iron sword flew backwards. His whole body also hit the wall nearby, spitting out blood.
Qiao Xu quickly ran over to help Jing Yu up, took him to a safe place, and joined the fight. Fierce Sword sneered and fired another sword energy. Qiao Xu used the Qiao family's Desert Fist to break the sword energy, while he knelt on the ground, blood flowing from the corner of his mouth.
Song Qian used the split sword technique and the giant sword technique, and his energy overflowed. Then he stood on tiptoes and drank the medicinal wine from his waist. With a touch of his mouth, he burst out with the aura of the peak of seventh-level consciousness.
Fierce Sword began to pay attention to the strength of the man in front of him, and he might be on par with it.
Song Qian stretched out his finger drunkenly, and the shadows of several swords weaved into a net and attacked the fierce sword. Then the giant sword slashed downwards, the fierce sword blocked it, and the ground was cut into pieces by the sword energy. Song Qian turned around again, with light steps, ducked behind the fierce sword, and released several sword shadows again.
The fierce sword was forced to rush, and the blood was gushing into the sky. It kept slashing out the black sword energy like crazy, cutting off the surrounding pillars, and finally stabbed directly towards Song Qian. Song Qian curled his lips, half-smiling, held the flying sword, and slid away.
Fierce Sword wanted to pursue him, but found that the man in front of him had already disappeared.
Seeing Song Qian again, he appeared in the air, holding a sword in both hands, falling like a meteor, and the tip of the sword even turned bright red. Fierce Sword thought he could easily resist this attack, but the flying sword cut off the Fierce Sword's blade like tofu, making a sound.
The shadow of the fierce sword drifted away in the wind, Song Qian fell to the ground exhausted, and Wang Yi's home was in a mess. Jing Yu's hands were shattered to pieces and he could only rely on his legs to support his body. But unable to maintain his balance, he fell down again, falling into Ningqu's arms.
Chan Yi has been broken, and the strength of the fierce sword is above the seventh level. Chan Yi has blocked an attack last time, and this is the last time.
The case came to an end, and the sword was brought back to the government. Qiao Xu recognized that the sword belonged to a general of the northern barbarians. That general was said to be addicted to bloodshed and once massacred a city. As for why the murderous sword was picked up by an arms dealer, it was because that general was beheaded by Qiao Shuishan not long ago.
The case is now concluded. (To be continued)
