Jagged God

"What? Wang Mu is dead?"

The news was like a drop of ice water dropped into boiling oil.

Immediately, the guests below started discussing one after another.

Situ Zhaixing only accepted three apprentices in his life.

The first one is of course his son, Situ Hongyu.

However, Situ Hongyu disappeared many years ago and has not been heard from since.

The second apprentice is naturally his grandson, Situ Qingcang.

And this third apprentice is this Wang Mu.

Wang Mu's personality is bright, upright, and talented, which is deeply appreciated by Situ Zhaixing.

Otherwise, he would not have taught him the Yunwu Dao Jue.

I really hope that after he dies, Wang Mu can assist Situ Qingcang to make Yunwu Villa continue to flourish.

Now, upon hearing this news suddenly, even Situ Zhaixing, who was used to seeing the turmoil in the world, couldn't help but stagger.

"grandfather."

"Master."

......

People around exclaimed, and Situ Qingcang hurriedly supported the pale Situ Zhaixing.

The look of joy on the old man's face had long since disappeared, and what was left was only endless sadness.

At this moment, many people noticed that many disciples of Yunwu Villa were looking at a young man with resentment.

And that young man, face sinking like water, with his hands behind his back, didn't say a word.

When Liu Xiagang heard the news, he was also taken aback.

Wei Shengjie, the elder of the internal treasury, looked at Liu Xia, who shook his head slightly.

Wei Shengjie breathed a sigh of relief.

Liu Xia saved his face yesterday, besides, Wang Mu is a martial artist, and his body is stronger than ordinary people, so those injuries will not kill him.

However, Wang Mu's sudden death is indeed a bit unbelievable.

Especially in this festive time, it is even more worth thinking about.

"Mu'er, where are you right now?"

Situ Zhaixing shook off Situ Qingcang's hand, with tears in his tiger eyes, and asked calmly.

At this time, several disciples quickly carried a stretcher up, and the white cloth covering the stretcher was already stained scarlet with blood.

The blood seeped down and dripped to the ground, leaving shocking bloodstains on the square.

Everyone still in the mood to eat at this moment?They stood up one after another, and surrounded the stretcher tightly.

"Open it."

Situ Zhaixing said dejectedly.

A novice disciple tremblingly clasped his fists in salute, and then slowly lifted the white cloth that was covering him.

"hiss……!"

"What a ruthless means."

Suddenly, everyone around took a breath.

Wang Mu on the stretcher had already passed away at this moment.

His limbs were broken from the elbow and knee joints, and the lower half was missing.

The solid chest also shriveled up like a deflated balloon at this moment. Obviously, the ribs and internal organs of the chest cavity had all been shattered.

There was a lot of dirt in Wang Mu's mouth, and his eyes were gouged out, looking very scary.

This also shows that he had struggled violently and endured inhuman pain before his death, and his death was not so happy.

No matter who it is, seeing this scene, there is a surge of anger in my heart.

Killing is nothing more than nodding, but, killing a person like this, one can imagine how vicious that person is.

Situ Zhaixing slowly closed his eyes, and waved his hand dejectedly.

During the whole time, some disciples had already moved out the chair, and he sat on it in a daze.

"Where did you find Mu'er?"

"Reporting to the owner, I will be in charge of patrol today, and I found Senior Brother Wang by the Hualong Lake in the back mountain. At that time, Senior Brother Wang had already passed away. I will report back to you in a hurry."

Situ Zhaixing's tiger eyes opened slightly, and a turbulent spiritual power flowed in the eyes, and the master's cultivation was undoubtedly revealed.

"Come here, check Wang Mu's injuries."

Immediately, several elders quickly came to Wang Mu's side and inspected it carefully.

Injury testing is a technical job, generally only Yin Yang masters can do it.

Yin and Yang masters generally learn very complicated things, such as medicine, divination, astrology, astronomy and geography, these are all necessary.

Moreover, Yin Yang masters also have a special knowledge, which is healing.

Refining elixirs, preparing poisons, cultivating magic weapons, tempering spiritual weapons, and making spells, these yin and yang masters can do it.

It's just that the more you go up, the better you learn. Some people specialize in pills, some in poisons, and so on. Naturally, there are also people who specialize in healing.

And this injury test is naturally a compulsory course for yin and yang masters who specialize in healing.

In less than a quarter of an hour, one of the elders stood up and said, "To the owner, there is only one fatal wound on Wang Mu's body. It was a spiritual cultivation technique, and his chest and ribs were crushed with one palm. After losing his vitality, the rest of his body will be injured." The wound, though fatal, is not fatal."

At this moment, more disciples of Yunwu Villa looked at Liu Xia with resentment. It seemed that Liu Xia was responsible for Wang Mu's death.

Even if Liu Xia didn't do it, if Wang Mu hadn't been injured yesterday, maybe he wouldn't have died so easily.

In short, everyone prepared to vent their grievances on Liu Xia.

Liu Xia folded her arms, completely turning a blind eye to the hostile gazes around her.

Only at this time, he suddenly remembered the warning given to him by the master in the bamboo forest, and felt faintly uneasy.

"Master, look."

At this time, an elder found a metal button in the dirt that Wang Mu had cleaned up from his mouth.

At that moment, the faces of all the Yunzong disciples turned extremely pale instantly, and the elder Neiku was even more stunned.

It's just that Liu Xia, who was standing on the side, showed a sneer at the corner of his mouth.

Because, that button was the button on Shen Yunzong's disciple Shen's coat, to be precise, it was the button on the Shen's coat of the head teacher's disciple.

Because this buckle is made of pure gold, the word "Jianyun" is faintly cast on it.

This is clearly blatant framing.

Therefore, Liu Xia laughed.

"See Yunzong, what do you want to do?"

No matter how indifferent Situ Zhaixing was, at this moment, he couldn't hold back the anger in his heart and drank it in a fit of rage.

"Tibetan Langlang"

The sound of a sword being unsheathed sounded in the huge square.

In an instant, all the disciples of Yunwu Villa and the guests who came to celebrate the birthday drew out their weapons one after another and surrounded Liu Xia, the elder Neiku, and the twenty Jian Yunzong disciples.

"Liu Xia, did you do this?"

Elder Neiku asked again with a look of shock.

Liu Xia shook her head, but did not make a sound.

However, when the Elder Neiku's gaze fell on Liu Xia's sleeve, he froze there for a moment, his lips trembling slightly, obviously wanting to say something.

Liu Xia raised his arm suspiciously and saw that his cuff was missing a button.

The ironclad evidence is like a mountain, and a hundred mouths cannot argue.

"You bastard, why did you make such a murderous move?"

The elder underpants was furious, and his eyes seemed to spurt blood.

This is not only a struggle within the sect, but also involves Jian Yunzong's reputation.

"Haha, hahahaha. I see."

Liu Xia didn't make any excuses, nor did she show any signs of fear, standing in front of the hall, laughing loudly.

It's just that in the laughter, there is a sense of helplessness, anger and disdain.

This game is not incomprehensible, Liu Xia can't figure out who did it.

But I have to admire the person who strikes, his scheming is high, and the method is vicious.

Faced with such ironclad framing, it seems powerless to fight back.

Now in the square, there are more than 2000 people at least, many of them are masters, as long as Liu Xia dares to move, they will become a puddle of minced meat in an instant.

If it is handed over to Yunwu Villa, the end will be just as miserable.

"Liu Xia, I want an explanation!"

Situ Zhaixing endured the anger in his heart, and said flatly, but that chilling aura had already enveloped Liu Xia.

As long as Liu Xia dares to move a little bit, blood will definitely be splashed here today.

"Hehe, Mr. Situ, there is no need to explain the tough life. I killed people, what do you want?"

Liu Xia looked up at Situ Zhaixing, with a sneer on the corner of his mouth.

"Get this person for me."

Immediately, the surrounding guests retreated one after another, and about a hundred disciples and elders of Yunwu Villa instantly surrounded Liu Xia with three floors and three floors outside.

However, seeing Liu Xia's bravery yesterday, these people didn't dare to come up for a while.

Several elders glanced at each other, nodded silently, and rushed towards Liu Xia from three directions in an instant.

Suddenly, a whirlwind and two sword qi roared towards Liu Xia.

"boom"

There was a loud noise, a cloud of dust filled the air, and the place where Liu Xia was standing had become a big pit.

"what"

At this moment, everyone heard a scream and turned their heads one after another, only to see a disciple of Yunwu Villa crash into the hall like a kite with a broken string, and there was a roar in the hall immediately.

And Liu Xia, who was paying attention to everyone, went straight towards Situ Zhaixing after tearing open the encirclement.

For a moment, people thought that Liu Xia's brain was flooded.

Situ Zhaixing's sharp eyes suddenly became extremely cold.

"Well done, the old man killed you today. Avenge my apprentice."

As soon as the words fell, two spiritual soldiers appeared in Situ's hands instantly, and the cold light suddenly appeared, with a murderous aura.

Liu Xia's whole body was like a sharp arrow, and when he was only three meters away from Situ Zhaixing, he leaped into the sky in an instant.

With the long flaming knife in his hand, the flames soared, roaring like a fire dragon.

"Break up the world!"

With a roar, the flaming long knife carried the momentum of swallowing mountains and rivers and ruling the world.

It fell directly towards the top of Situ Jiexing's head.

"open"

I saw that Situ Zhaixing raised the long knife in his hand, and a gust of cold wind rolled the snowflakes all over the sky, heading directly towards Liu Xia's shop.

"boom"

A dull sound exploded in mid-air.

With just one blow, the rolling frost surged all over the sky, and the strength of a master-level expert can be seen at a glance.

Under the frost, Liu Xia's face, eyebrows, and clothes instantly had a stream of frost.

"Click"

With a slight sound, the spiritual membrane on Liu Xia's body was overwhelmed, and cracks began to appear.

A powerful saber intent made Liu Xia's blood boil for a while, and the corners of his mouth overflowed with blood.

But at this moment, the flaming long knife in Liu Xia's hand disappeared instantly.

The fingerprints in his hand rolled rapidly.

"The seal of the gods!"

Suddenly, a golden mist burst out in mid-air, and in the vagueness, a golden statue loomed.

"bump"

A burst of golden light shone, and the people around closed their eyes one after another.

Although Situ Zhaixing knew that Liu Xia was a weekender, he didn't expect that Liu Xia could use all his spiritual skills at such a critical moment.

At that moment, he flashed backwards, the billowing saber intent was like a wild horse, and the river that broke its embankment instantly slammed into that piece of golden light.

"boom"

There was a sound of spiritual power bursting leisurely.

The hall behind him instantly became ruins.

In the billowing dust, Situ Zhaixing rushed out of the ruins with two knives in hand.

"Liu Xia..."

The roar sounded just now, but suddenly stopped.

Because, Situ Zhaixing saw that his precious grandson, Situ Qingcang, had already fallen into Liu Xia's hands at some point.

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It's snowing and it's cold.

Everyone pay attention to your body.

I have a cold and some fever.

Dizzy.