Wuxia: Become the 100-Victory Sword King at the Beginning

Chapter 81: Sword Shadow Mystery: Shi Feiyang Investigates the Disappearance of the Sect Leader

In the inn, noises were heard one after another, and the aroma of wine and food filled the air.

Suddenly, a burly man in black clothes slammed the table, his face full of fear and dread.

However, he suddenly lowered his voice, perhaps calming down quickly after his impulsive behavior.

However, this person could not conceal his inner shock, and he said anxiously: "Many sect leaders have mysteriously disappeared!" As soon as he finished speaking, he looked around vigilantly, as if there were countless pairs of prying eyes hidden in the dark, and if he was not careful, he would be swallowed up.

The thin man next to him was holding a wine glass. When he heard this, he widened his eyes in surprise, and his mouth instantly opened into an "O" shape, spilling some of the wine in the glass. He exclaimed, "Is this true? What sects are there?" His voice was full of disbelief.

At this moment, the old man, who had been silent the entire time, slowly spoke. His voice was hoarse, yet it carried the weight of someone who had experienced the vicissitudes of life in the martial arts world. He said, "Zhao Qingfeng, the leader of the Qingfeng Sword Sect, has disappeared since his retreat last month. His disciples turned the entire Qingfeng Mountain upside down, but couldn't find even a scrap of his clothing. And then there's Sun Tiezhang of the Iron Palm Gang. He went out on business and hasn't been heard from since. The gang is in turmoil. Those gang members who usually flaunt their power are now running around like headless flies, completely clueless."

"That's not all," the man in black added, his expression becoming increasingly solemn, as if shrouded in a layer of haze. "Qian Wanying of the Flying Eagle Sect has also disappeared. Some people said that before he disappeared, they saw him talking to a mysterious man. The mysterious man was wrapped in a black robe, and his face couldn't be seen clearly. No one has seen Qian Wanying since then." His voice was full of worry.

The thin man swallowed, his face full of fear, and stammered, "Anything else?"

His voice was filled with anxiety and fear.

The old man sighed softly, and that sigh seemed to carry with it the changing circumstances of the martial arts world, with a deep sense of helplessness and vicissitudes.

He said slowly, "Zhou Cangyue of the Dian Cang Dao Sect had originally planned to host a martial arts competition. It was a highly anticipated event in the martial arts world. Countless heroes and heroes were eager to make their mark there, showcasing their martial arts skills and style. However, just three days before the conference, Zhou Cangyue mysteriously disappeared, forcing the event to be cancelled. As a result, many heroes and heroes had their trip in vain, and the scene, well, was a mess."

The man in black was probably born with an impulsive personality. Upon hearing this, he couldn't help but slam his fist on the table and said angrily, "The most puzzling thing is Lin Yufeng, the leader of the Bagua Qimen Formation. His sect is famous for its mechanical formations, like a maze, with strict defenses, even a fly can hardly fly in. However, overnight, Lin Yufeng disappeared without a trace in his own secret room, and the mechanisms in the sect were not triggered. It was as if he evaporated into thin air. This matter is weird!"

"And then there's that tracking master, Ma Qianli, the leader of the Shenxing Sect," the thin man interrupted hastily, suddenly remembering something. "His tracking skills are unmatched in the martial arts world, and he's never failed to track down a person. But a few days ago, he went out on a quest and disappeared without a trace. The disciples of the Shenxing Sect searched everywhere, turning the entire martial arts world upside down, but they couldn't find a single clue. It's incredible."

Shi Feiyang exchanged shocked glances with the leaders of the Xiongying Society around him. He frowned slightly, a sharp glint flashing in his eyes beneath his sword-like brows. He whispered, "This is an unusual incident. The simultaneous disappearance of multiple leaders must be a massive conspiracy. This isn't just a matter of personal safety; it's a source of unrest for the entire martial arts world."

Liao Pei clenched his fists, his knuckles turning white from the strain. He angrily said, "What should we do? The underworld is about to fall into chaos! We can't just sit back and watch. We must take action."

Gong Simeng understood Shi Feiyang's thoughts. He was concerned about his country and his people, and he was compassionate and caring about the people. So she whispered, "Then let's investigate this matter and seek justice for the Shandong martial arts community. At the same time, we can also enhance the reputation of our Xiongying Society and let all martial artists know that our Xiongying Society upholds justice and that our leader, Shi Feiyang, is the world's greatest hero."

Jin Liufu and the others quickly covered their mouths with their hands to stifle their laughter. They thought Gong Simeng's suggestion was truly adorable. Shi Feiyang had indeed already planned this. He smiled faintly, revealing a confident and carefree smile. "Si Meng is right. Our Xiongying Association has already made a name for itself in Liaodong. Next, we will expand our influence in Shandong. I don't claim to be the world's greatest hero, but as a member of the martial arts world, I must stand up when I encounter injustice."

Among these missing leaders were martial arts predecessors who had once interacted with his mentor, Master Yuanchi. Their sudden disappearance caused a huge shock in the martial arts world.

Shi Feiyang couldn't help but feel a strong sense of foreboding, feeling that there must be some major conspiracy hidden behind this.

In order to uncover the truth, Shi Feiyang decided to postpone his plan to go south and instead delve into the mystery of the disappearance of these masters. He led Gong Simeng, Xiang Kun, and Jin Liufu to Jinan Prefecture and secretly visited several sects whose masters had disappeared.

At the Qingfeng Sword Sect, Shi Feiyang, Gong Simeng, Jin Liufu, Xiang Kun and others saw that the disciples of the Qingfeng Sword Sect were anxious and rummaging around. The corners were filled with messy books and miscellaneous items.

In the Iron Palm Gang, gang members were arguing endlessly and fighting over the position of temporary leader.

At each location, Shi Feiyang and his team carefully inspected the scene, leaving no clues unturned. They patiently spoke with the sect's elders and disciples, attempting to find a breakthrough from the remaining clues. They meticulously observed every detail, attempting to uncover any overlooked clues. Shi Feiyang also paid special attention to the sect's atmosphere and the disciples' emotions, hoping to uncover any clues there.

They also secretly investigated the relatives and friends of the missing leader, hoping to obtain some useful information from them.

Shi Feiyang knew that only an in-depth investigation could uncover the truth behind these mysterious disappearances.

Just as Shi Feiyang and his men were deeply investigating the mysterious incident at the Qingfeng Sword Sect, a panicked Qingfeng Sword Sect disciple hurried over. He clutched a crumpled letter in his hand and breathlessly handed it to Shi Feiyang.

The envelope was unsigned, but tightly sealed with wax. Embossed on the wax was a strange symbol, resembling an abstract eye, emanating an eerie and mysterious aura. Shi Feiyang took the letter and carefully opened it. The following words were written on the letter: "If you wish to uncover the truth, proceed alone to the abandoned City God Temple outside the city at midnight three days from now. Otherwise, more secrets will remain buried forever."

The handwriting was crooked, obviously disguised.

Xiang Kun frowned and whispered, "This letter comes with a strange twist. The person behind it clearly doesn't want us to find any clues easily, and they've restricted you to go alone. I'm afraid there's something fishy going on."

Gong Simeng's face was also filled with worry, his eyes full of concern: "Brother Shi, this is obviously a trap. You can't go. It's too dangerous."

Shi Feiyang pondered for a moment, his gaze as firm as a torch, and a reassuring aura emanating from him. He said, "This may be the most direct clue we have so far. The person behind this dares to provoke us so boldly, so they must have something to rely on. But I can't back down. We just can't rush in. We need to prepare in advance."

Afterwards, Shi Feiyang discussed with the others and decided to send someone to secretly survey the area around the City God Temple to understand the terrain, while also arranging for someone to lurk nearby in case of emergency. He knew that this mysterious letter might be the key to solving the mystery of the leader's disappearance, but it could also be the beginning of a thrilling life-or-death struggle.

At the same time, Shi Feiyang also appointed Lie Quan and his disciples to secretly establish a branch of the Xiongying Society in Jinan Prefecture.

He dispatched Liao Pei, Xie Wen, Gongsun Ren, and Xiao Lingling, leading over 20,000 members of the Xiongying Society, to escort Wu Zhong, who had been wounded in the battle at the foot of Qingluan Peak, south to the south of the Yangtze River. They then stationed themselves at Piaomiao Peak in Taihu Lake, Suzhou Prefecture, and secretly established their headquarters. This series of actions was intended to further expand the Xiongying Society's influence within the martial arts world and to fully prepare for the impending turmoil.

Three days later, at midnight, the bright moonlight streamed down like flowing water onto the long-abandoned City God Temple outside Jinan. The temple had been eroded beyond recognition by wind and rain over the years, its broken walls looming in the moonlight, creating a chilling, eerie atmosphere.

There were overgrown weeds all around, and the occasional shrill cries of night owls added a bit of horror to the quiet night.

In this desolate ruin, Shi Feiyang, dressed in a white robe, stood tall and straight, silently landing on the broken wall of the City God Temple like a ghost. His eyes, like torches, could penetrate the pitch-black night, vigilantly scanning every corner around him.

In his hand, he clutched a gleaming Burmese sword, its blade trembling slightly, as if eager to taste the blood of his enemies. A faint white mist, brought on by the Mingyu Gong, enveloped Shi Feiyang, like a layer of frost, making him look like a god of war from hell.

"Come out, since you asked me to come, why hide your head and show your tail!" Shi Feiyang's voice echoed in the silent night sky, as loud as a bell, shaking the surrounding air slightly.

That voice contained an innate dominance, declaring to the enemies lurking in the dark that he was fearless and would not retreat.

As soon as he finished speaking, a group of dark figures suddenly emerged from the City God Temple and surrounded Shi Feiyang. The leader was a tall man wearing a hideous mask that revealed only a pair of sinister eyes that gleamed coldly in the moonlight.

"Shi Feiyang, you're truly courageous, coming here alone!" the ghost-faced man spoke, his voice hoarse and deep, as if emanating from the depths of hell. Shi Feiyang sneered, his smile tinged with both disdain and confidence: "Tell me your name, you coward!

The man with the ghost face laughed sinisterly, "Hmph, I am Xue Wuya, the leader of the Blood Demon Sect. Shi Feiyang, tonight is the day you die!"

After saying this, he waved his hand violently, and the bandits behind him immediately fanned out, surrounding Shi Feiyang tightly. Each of these bandits held a sharp blade, exuding a strong smell of blood, and were obviously ruthless characters who would kill without blinking an eye.

Shi Feiyang took a closer look, observing the bandits carefully. Suddenly, he noticed that several of them were wearing clothing embroidered with unique patterns. With a start, he immediately recognized these patterns as the insignia of the notorious Evil Demon Gang. The Evil Demon Gang was renowned for their brutal methods and bizarre martial arts, and he had never expected them to be in cahoots with the Blood Demon Sect.

Shi Feiyang raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a hint of contempt, mocking the enemies' arrogance.

His momentum was like a rainbow, and he was telling everyone present with his actions that even in the face of an overwhelming force, he, Shi Feiyang, would never back down, and vowed to defend his dignity and honor in this life-and-death battle.

Xue Wuya was the first to attack. He flashed and pounced on Shi Feiyang like a bolt of black lightning. He swung the mace in his hand with great vigor, causing a whirring sound as he aimed directly at Shi Feiyang's head.

This move is called "Wolf Fang Skull Crushing" and is the famous skill of the Blood Demon Sect. It is extremely powerful. Once hit, the victim will surely die.

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