sword from heaven

Chapter 247 The Murderer (Part [-])
When Song Yunge and Zhou Lingshu came in, they just glanced up and continued to check.

Song Yunge glanced at the corpse, but it turned out to be a handsome young man, his face was pale, as if covered with a layer of lime.

He shook his head, he was already dead and couldn't be rescued with Di Tiansui.

His face slowly sank.

Most importantly, the young man's soul is gone!
"How long has it been since you were killed?" Song Yunge asked in a deep voice.

A middle-aged man looked up at him: "Three days."

"Three days..." Song Yunge shook his head: "It shouldn't be..."

"Shouldn't what?" the middle-aged man asked.

The rest of the people looked up at him.

Because Zhou Lingshu was standing beside him, no one questioned his identity, and besides, they were attracted by Song Yunge's words.

Zhou Lingshu said: "This is Song Yunge from Tianyue Mountain, the one that Yuntian Palace wants to kill."

"Tianyue Mountain..." Several people showed strange expressions.

How can the disciples of Honghu Pavilion let the disciples of Tianyue Mountain come and see?
Zhou Lingshu said: "Song Yunge possesses the qi-watching technique and can see things that others cannot see."

"Brother Meng's soul has dissipated. It is obviously some kind of secret technique. I can see the resentment. Let's go and find it." Song Yunge shook his head and said, "I guess the murderer is not a sect we know."

As far as he knows, none of the six major schools of martial arts and the martial art of magic sect has the method of devouring the soul.

The magic martial art can swallow the essence, but it cannot swallow the soul. Even if it can hurt the soul, it cannot make the soul disappear completely.

He thought of his Myriad Soul Refining Talisman.

Only this kind of miraculous skill can make such a situation happen. It seems that the person who killed Meng Qingbo must have this kind of miraculous skill.

He was extremely curious as to what kind of miracle it was.

"Young Master Song, can you find the murderer?" All the men looked at him in doubt.

Zhou Lingshu said: "His qi-watching technique is sometimes stronger than tracing the source and chasing light. You might as well give it a try."

"Since Lingshu said so, let's try!" Everyone nodded.

They were dubious about Song Yunge's qi-watching technique.

But Zhou Lingshu is the number one genius in Fenghuangya, and he acts calmly and capablely. After all, he is a former military leader, and he will never talk nonsense.

"Go then!" A middle-aged man said in a deep voice, "We must find the murderer and punish him severely!"

The majesty of Phoenix Cliff is inviolable.

"After you find it, don't rush to kill it, catch it first, and have a good trial."

"What kind of person is it that dares to kill us Phoenix Cliff disciples?"

"Don't be careless, Qingbo's strength is not bad, he has already reached Jianhou, right?"

"Yes, Lord Jian."

"If you can kill Jianhou, then we have to be careful."

Most of them are sword lords, and there are only two sword kings.

From Sword Master to Sword Marquis is the most difficult, but it becomes more difficult as you go up, and it is even more difficult from Jianhou to Sword King. Too many people need to waste decades, or even nearly a hundred years.

"Let's go." Zhou Lingshu said.

Song Yunge nodded.

He moved forward in the direction of the black line, drifted, and flew directly down the Phoenix Cliff, and then flew over the treetops and bamboo forest.

After a quarter of an hour, he stopped, stood on the top of an ancient poplar tree, looked down at the dense forest under his feet, and said slowly: "It's here!"

Everyone raised their spirits immediately, put their whole body on guard, and slowly surrounded the direction Song Yunge was looking at.

Zhou Lingshu frowned and stared, then finally shook his head.

She saw nothing.

Everyone's eyes were blank, and they slowly surrounded each other. They could already see each other, but there was nothing inside the encircled circle.

Song Yunge said slowly: "Show yourself!"

There was silence all around.

Everyone was dubious and looked at Zhou Lingshu involuntarily.

Zhou Lingshu frowned and said, "Where is it?"

Song Yunge hummed: "I didn't expect to be proficient in escape, but it's useless in front of my eyes."

"Tianmei?!" Zhou Lingshu said in a deep voice.

Song Yunge shook his head and said, "It's not Tianmei,...it's our middle-earth martial arts master."

"How can there be escapism? Could it be that he colluded with Tianmei and could practice Tianmei martial arts?"

"This is not Tianmei's escape technique,... um, is it a treasure?" Song Yunge was thoughtful.

He suddenly said in a deep voice: "Be careful, he wants to escape!"

Everyone hurriedly raised their breath and sensed carefully, the surrounding area was empty and there was nothing, not only what they saw with their eyes, but also the senses.

Song Yun's streamer flashed among the singers.

"Ding!" A clear sound resounded in mid-air.

"Ding ding ding ding..." Several voices sounded immediately.

Then a figure flashed from the sky.

He was wearing a black shirt, with a black scarf covering his face, his eyes were shining brightly, staring at Song Yunge.

"Thief!" Everyone snorted angrily and drew their swords one after another.

Unexpectedly, he didn't notice it in front of his eyes. No wonder this guy was able to kill Meng Qingbo, it was impossible to guard against!
The key is to not sense it.

The senses of masters in the realm of Jianhou are often sharper than eyes.

Often the eyes have not seen it, but have already sensed it, and dodge it if they predict the danger, but if they can't sense it, they can't dodge the danger.

The man in the black shirt was tall and burly, with eyes like the eyes of a leopard, so radiant that no one dared to look directly at them.

Facing the siege of the crowd at this moment, he took a leisurely turn and disappeared without a trace again.

"嗤嗤嗤嗤..." The scorching sword energy was everywhere, but it was empty, as if he had already escaped.

"Damn it!" Everyone was angry.

Song Yunge shook his head, a flash of light flashed in his hand.

"Ding..." The man in the black shirt appeared again.

Twelve vertical and horizontal sword qi hit him immediately, emitting a brilliance like water waves, but the twelve swords failed to break through this brilliance.

Zhou Lingshu frowned.

She was not in a hurry to make a move, she wanted to observe the reality.

Song Yunge said in a deep voice: "Who are you? You deserve to die for daring to kill the disciple of Fenghuangya!"

"So what about the disciples of Fenghuangya!" The rough voice came from the mouth of the man in the black shirt, bold and majestic: "A disciple of Fenghuangya can be domineering and willful?"

"Is it reasonable for you to kill people?!" Song Yunge said.

He didn't make another move, and the twelve sword qi kept waving, hitting the brilliance of the man in the black shirt.

This blister-like brilliance seems to be broken at a poke, but it is extremely tough, and there is still no sign of shattering despite the violent attack of the twelve long swords.

"If I don't kill him, he will kill me!" The rough man said in a deep voice, "It's simply domineering!"

Song Yunge said: "No matter what, if you kill the disciple of Fenghuangya, you won't be able to escape, why don't you let go!"

"Haha..." The rough man looked up to the sky and laughed loudly: "Restrain your hands? It's ridiculous!"

The light on his body shot out suddenly, rose sharply, then shrank again, and disappeared without a trace again the next moment.

Everyone waved their swords, but there was nothing around, and the sword light only fell into the empty space.

Song Yunge looked at Zhou Lingshu.

Zhou Lingshu frowned, and said softly, "I've already escaped!"

As the sword emperor, she has a sharper sense, and she clearly felt that the man in the black shirt disappeared instantly, obviously using some kind of secret technique or some kind of treasure to move it out.

This is similar to the miraculous work of the magic gate.

But Song Yunge knew that this wasn't the broken step, it was more powerful than the broken step, the broken step was only a dozen meters away, and the man in the black shirt was at least a hundred meters away.

"Chase." Song Yunge said.

"Can you catch up?" A middle-aged man asked.

They were full of frustration, 12 people attacked one person violently, but they had no choice but to escape abruptly.

(End of this chapter)