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- Chapter 216 Debate
In the following days, one person died every day in Suzhou City. Each was stabbed in the chest by a sword, and a line of words was left next to it: "The murderer is Wuliang Xiao Guanlan."
One person every day, ten days later, ten more people died.
???????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? ??? entist made?¡ª were?written in blood and so powerful, and seemed to be provoking people all over the world, and to be unscrupulous and unscrupulous.
Xiao Yuesheng was born in Taihu Lake, sitting in the middle of the lake, retreating in a quiet room, paying no attention to the things outside, and devoted himself to cultivating the innate Qi.
Fang Xueqing understood his intentions, and although he was secretly anxious, he did not bother him. He just suppressed the Wuliang Sword people and not go out, practicing Wuliang Jieqing hard, especially the cooperation between the eight of them.
Five days later, Liang Siren and Ru Yue were still injured and practiced sword practice with six other people. Everyone was amazed by the speed of recovery from their injuries.
Suzhou City Taibai Tower
Taibai Tower is located in the south of Suzhou City. Standing on the top of the building, you can look down at the South Gate and the bustling crowds and traffic can be clearly seen.
Taibai upstairs was full of drinkers and very lively.
It is in the evening, the sun is setting in the west, and the weather is a bit cool. Sitting in a restaurant, drinking a glass of wine immediately drives away the coolness. It is a rare enjoyment to be happy.
"Everyone, have you heard? Another person died in the city!" Suddenly a clear voice sounded, cadenced, sonorous and powerful, like a storyteller.
"Old Zhao, no one knows this news, don't show it off here!" A rough man waved his hand carelessly.
The person who spoke before was a thin man, wearing a sapphire blue gown, with a thin face and a goatee under his chin. He was energetic and capable.
He hummed: "Feng Laosan, do you know who this person is who died¡ª¡ª?!"
The rough man glanced at him and said carelessly: "Qingfeng Swordsman Liu Yisheng, am I right?"
The thin man surnamed Zhao smiled and nodded: "This time, Feng Laosan, you got the news quickly enough. Yes, it is Qingfeng Swordsman Liu Yisheng!"
He said again in that clear and sonorous voice: "This time, it's still the same. The murderer wrote a line of blood in blood, the murderer, Wuliang Xiao Guanlan!"
The rough man picked up the big bowl, drank from it, and said with a smile: "Old Zhao, just say something new!"
"Okay, I'll tell you something new!" The man named Zhao nodded, turned his head and looked around, and puffed out his chest.
¡°Speak quickly, speak quickly!¡± the rough man urged loudly.
The man named Zhao smiled slightly, picked up the wine bowl on the table, slowly brought it to his mouth, took a sip, and then slowly put it down with a calm expression.
He looked at everyone with his bright eyes and said with a smile: "Do you know for sure whether the murderer is Xiao Guanlan or not?"
"What, Lao Zhao, do you know?!" the rough man asked hurriedly.
The man surnamed Zhao smiled while stroking his goatee with a calm expression. The rough man stood up quickly and brought the bowl to him with both hands: "Come here, try my authentic daughter's red!"
The man surnamed Zhao did not refuse. He took the big bowl, drank two swigs, wiped his mouth, and sighed: "Okay¡ª¡ªwine¡ª¡ª!"
"Tell me about it!" the rough man asked impatiently.
"Ahem!" Hanzi Zhao coughed, looked at everyone, and said, "Do you know what kind of martial arts this Xiao Guanlan uses?"
"He is the head of the Wuliang Sword Sect, so he is naturally skilled in swordsmanship!" the rough man said carelessly.
Everyone nodded, but their eyes were fixed on the man named Zhao.
The man named Zhao shook his head and said disapprovingly: "Wrong! Wrong!"
The rough man chuckled and said: "Old Zhao, he is the head of the Wuliang Sword Sect. He can't stop using the sword and use fists and kicks?"
"Of course!" The man surnamed Zhao nodded heavily and said with a smile: "Xiao Guanlan's shocking martial arts is not in the sword, but in the fingering!"
"There is still such a thing?!" The rough man opened his eyes wide.
The people around him nodded, with expressions of sudden realization.
The man named Zhao lowered his head mysteriously and lowered his voice: "I heard from a friend that Xiao Guanlan's martial arts is the Six Meridians Divine Sword, which is the secret skill of Dali Tianlong Temple. It is known as the best sword in the world!"
"Old Zhao, you are talking nonsense!" The rough man laughed loudly, shook his head and said: "The best sword in the world, isn't this swordsmanship?!"
"Who said that the Six Meridians Divine Sword is a sword technique?!" The man named Zhao curled his lips and looked at him sideways.
"No?" The rough man was startled.
"The Six Meridians Divine Sword is all about fingering!" A man named Zhao saidHe said, curling his lips: "The Six Meridians Divine Sword is the one that shoots invisible sword energy with six fingers!"
"Sword energy?!" The rough man stuck out his tongue.
Not everyone can practice sword energy. There seems to be a man in the martial arts who is known as the sword god. His surname is Zhuo and his name is extraordinary. He has developed a sword that is said to be indestructible.
¡° If the fingers can shoot sword energy, it must be no weaker than the sword light, and on par with the sword god Zhuo Bufan. He is naturally extremely skilled. No wonder Xiao Guanlan has such a reputation.
"It is said that this Xiao Guanlan has deep inner strength. He can use six fingers at the same time to use his sword energy. He is invincible in both vertical and horizontal directions. He can beat the First Grade Hall of Xixia to the ground!" The man named Zhao said with emotion. He turned to look at everyone: "The First Grade Hall of Xixia is not a vegetarian. !¡±
Everyone nodded, Xixia Yipintang was extremely powerful, they were not unaware of it.
The reason why Xiao Guanlan became famous all over the world was because of the Battle of Xixia Yipintang, where he wiped out all the people from Xixia Yipintang who came to the Central Plains.
"Old Zhao, if you tell me this, the murderer was not Xiao Guanlan?" the rough man frowned and said loudly.
"In my opinion, it's probably not the case!" The man named Zhao nodded.
He pondered for a while and said: "Think about it, everyone, if you can kill him with sword energy, why not use a long sword and get blood splattered all over him? Why doesn't he use the Six Meridians Divine Sword? Is it to hide his identity?Then Why bother writing those words?¡±
There was a big man among the drinkers around and he said rudely: "That's right!Why should Xiao Guanlan have to leave his name when he kills people, lest the world doesn't know about it? I see, someone is framing him!"
"Exactly!" A stout middle-aged man nodded loudly.
A thin middle-aged man stroked his beard, shook his head and sighed: "But the murderer was not Xiao Guanlan, and he was closely related to him!"
"That's natural. Why doesn't the murderer frame anyone else?!" The man named Zhao nodded proudly and snorted: "This person wants to force Xiao Guanlan to show up! But why does Xiao Guanlan keep avoiding him and provoke him? So many people lost their lives?!¡±
Everyone nodded and agreed. Logically speaking, it was not Xiao Guanlan who killed the person. He should come out to refute the rumors and prove his innocence.
However, so far, more than ten days have passed, but Xiao Guanlan has made no movement at all. He seems to be disdainful, and also seems to be too guilty to see anyone.
It was at this time that a clear voice suddenly sounded: "Everyone, our leader is in retreat and cannot come out to meet you!"
People turned their heads and looked around, only to see a young man standing tall, holding his fists and smiling.
When he saw everyone looking at him, he cupped his fists and said with a smile: "Under the Wuliang Sword Sect, Liang Siren!"
"The man of infinite swords"
"They finally showed up"
There was a buzz in the restaurant, the discussion was like a swarm of bees flying around, and the whole restaurant seemed to be trembling slightly.
"Young Master Liang, were those people killed by Master Xiao?" The man named Zhao asked with his fists clasped, his voice sonorous and powerful, without any fear.
Liang Siren shook his head and smiled proudly: "No! Our leader is wise and powerful, killing a few people is not a big deal but these people are not the hands of the leader, and I, the Wuliang Sword Sect, will not recognize them by pinching their noses! "
The man surnamed Zhao nodded: "Headmaster Xiao is a dignified husband who dares to take responsibility. Since he said no, of course he won't!"
¡°But there are also some people who look suspicious and obviously don¡¯t believe it.
A faint voice sounded: "He said he was in seclusion, but who knows if that's true or not. Maybe he's killing people!"
Liang Siren suddenly turned his head, his eyes gleaming with cold light, staring at a person, but it was a short and thin man, immersed in eating.
Liang Siren narrowed his eyes slightly, stared at the man, and snorted: "What do you mean by this?!"
The short and thin man slowly raised his head, but he had a rather handsome face. He took out a handkerchief from his sleeve, wiped the corners of his mouth, and said lightly: "What do I mean" Xiao Guanlan said it himself whether he killed anyone or not. It doesn¡¯t count!¡±
"My boss doesn't even bother to lie!" Liang Siren smiled. - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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