The Legend of Swing Sword and Execution of Demons

Chapter 427

Twilight Quadruple.

The sunset is coming to the end of the day.

How many people on Wujianping are about to reach the end of their lives even though they are far from their twilight years?

Although the position of the leader of the martial arts alliance has been decided, the name of the leader of the martial arts alliance is not in vain. The name has prestige and power, and having power requires binding force.

Where does the constraint come from?

Naturally, it is necessary to promulgate some articles of association and code of conduct of the Wulin League, so that the members of the former Kyushu, Four Seas and Two Leagues, which have been merged into one place, can abide by them.

There is no rush to decide on these matters within one day, and the Xiaoyue League who won the first prize has to prepare a grand ceremony, which is not only the inauguration ceremony of the leader of the martial arts alliance, but also a banquet where heroes from all walks of life are invited to discuss the righteousness.

Naturally, the date of the enthronement ceremony should be announced by Feng Chen, the newly elected leader of the martial arts alliance, and it is also a matter that Abbot Qingming said just now to "discuss later".

Feng Chen, who has staged a series of reversal scenes, wants to share the joy in his heart with everyone on a whim, and is also ready to make his promise to the heroes after he becomes the leader of the martial arts alliance.

Unexpectedly, just as Feng Chen started to say this, the sound suddenly fell silent.

Feng Chen's muscular body hung on the shoulders of Ruoyu and Mo Shang, his head was not down, his eyes were round, his mouth was open, his face was full of fear and anger.

Ruoyu's face was ashen, and Mo Shang's face was embarrassed, obviously they both felt the strange weight on their shoulders.

Poppy's hand was originally resting on Feng Chen's pulse, but now she seemed to want to snatch something, both hands tightly grasped Feng Chen's hand, her nails almost sank into the other's flesh, her mouth opened and closed, as if stuck in her throat, without making a single sound.

The whole body is exhausted!

The internal organs are rapidly failing!

This is the internal condition of Feng Chen detected by Poppy.

How could this be? !

Poppy couldn't believe it, I don't know how many times I have verified it, and I don't know how many times I tried to get the inner breath into Feng Chen's body, but it was useless.

There was only a blank in her mind, she was at a loss, and she watched her husband die with regret!

how so! ?

She suddenly remembered her husband's last actions, and looked around hastily.

"Who killed my husband!?"

Poppy almost roared out the grief and panic in her heart, and she did not hide the grief and panic in her heart.

She was originally a calm, resourceful and decisive woman, and also her husband's most powerful assistant, but at this moment, she was crying like a pear blossom with rain, her face paled, no different from those women who lost their husbands suddenly.

No matter how strong a person is, there is always a weakness in his heart.

The heroes only had a little sympathy for Poppy, and then focused their attention on Feng Chen.

From Feng Chen's victory over the ghost girl to Feng Chen's being led off the field, Feng Chen was always the focus of the audience. Everyone noticed the abnormality after Feng Chen spoke loudly. At first, everyone thought that the martial arts leader was seriously injured. , so I have no words for the time being, seeing this situation... Could it be that Feng Chen is dead?

Feng Chen is dead?

The wind seemed to stop, and everyone's breathing seemed to stop at this moment, and the entire Wujianping fell into dead silence.

Feng Chen is dead?

Someone began to murmur in a low voice, and someone exclaimed in astonishment.

After a long time, the heroes slowly digested this shocking news!

Feng Chen is dead!

This is really not a pleasant, even disturbing bad news!

After all, the person who died was not only the guild leader of the Xiaoyue League, but the majestic leader of the martial arts guild!

As far as the Kyushu Four Seas and the Two Leagues are concerned, after many years of frustration, it was easy to reach a consensus. After a year and a half of recuperation, I thought I could completely settle the old grievances and usher in a hopeful future at today's Hundred Flowers Conference. With such a result, everyone wondered in their hearts whether this was a conspiracy?

The seeds of doubt have taken root in everyone's hearts, and some people want to find out.

As the leader of Yiqu Liunian Pavilion, Xue Qinghuan is naturally qualified to appear in this Hundred Flowers Conference.

However, the influence of Yiqu Liunian Pavilion in the Kyushu, Four Seas and Two Alliances is really insignificant, and it is not enough to be regarded as a threat.

It is precisely because of this that it is most appropriate for Xue Qinghuan to be the representative to solve this question.

Xue Qinghuan had come to Poppy and the others, bowed and said: "The incident happened suddenly, please express my condolences to Madam. The leader of the alliance died in peace, so there must be other secrets. Xue's medical skills are fair, and he also knows a lot of strange and insidious things. You might as well ask Xue to investigate carefully for the leader of the alliance, maybe you can find out a thing or two."

Xue Qinghuan was very courteous, and she didn't even forget to call Feng Chen the "Leader of the Alliance". Her words were full of changes of rhythm, quite soothing and consoling, which made people irresistible.

Poppy turned her head to the side, but stared at Xue Qinghuan in a daze, seemingly unable to make up her mind.

Seeing this, Xue Qinghuan was stunned for a while, and she just assumed that she had been acquiesced, so she stepped forward.

Unexpectedly, after taking a single step, he felt a chilling killing intent.

The killing intent did not come from Poppy, but from Mo Shang's eyes!

Xue Qinghuan stood still, and he was not surprised that if he took another step forward, Mo Shang would draw his sword and face him.

Xue Qinghuan was puzzled.

Mo Shang gave him the answer: "My Xiaoyuemeng is very grateful for Pavilion Master Xue's kindness. It's just that the current situation is complicated, and I have to be extremely careful..."

"If Lord Mo Tan feels uneasy, this concubine is willing to help."

Before Mo Shang could finish his words, two more figures approached.

Both figures are women.

The first woman was also the one who spoke just now. She was dressed in a beautiful green robe and tied with a flying fairy bun. She was younger and full of vigor. She was Xin Lei from the Emerald House.

The woman who came slowly was older and more mature and dignified. She was Mrs. Wan Teng who lived scattered.

Xin Lei hastened her steps intentionally or unintentionally, so that people could see clearly that she did not come with Mrs. Wancheng.

The two girls are of different ages and dress differently, but they have one thing in common, they are better at medicine than boxing.

The two daughters were both in a low mood, but Mrs. Wan Teng seemed more natural.

Identifying the identity of the visitor, Xue Qinghuan also recovered from the confusion of being rejected just now, and sighed softly: "Forget it. There are specialties in surgery, and the two heroines know better than Xuemou when it comes to medicine and pathology. Thoroughly, Mrs. Wan Teng was born in a family of medicine since she was a child, so she is well-informed, so there are two of you."

After saying that, Xue Qinghuan stepped back to make way for the two daughters.

Who knows that Mo Shang said again at this time: "No need, the identities of the two of you are not suitable."

This time the refusal was concise, and the tone was even more indifferent.

Xue Qinghuan was taken aback when he heard the words, he only thought that what he did in Tianya Town before was unpopular, but he didn't expect that what Mo Shang was worried about was the identity of the three-person Four Seas Alliance.

Mrs. Wan Teng didn't say a word from the beginning to the end, but she was looking at Feng Chen's death while thinking about something, and when she heard Mo Shang's refusal, she silently stepped aside.

But Xin Lei frowned, and asked in doubt: "What does Master Mo Tan mean by this? In terms of vision and insight, sister Wan Teng and I are naturally inferior to Master Xue, but Master Xue is also a master of martial arts besides medicine. It's not difficult for you to be on guard against him, but the three-legged cat kung fu of my sister Wancheng and I can't do anything to the corpse of the head of Feng under your nose, right? What's the harm in letting us see?"

Relying on her status as the eldest elder's beloved daughter of Fei Cuiju, Xin Lei is pampered in the gang, and she has a bit of a young lady's temper in her actions, so these words are somewhat offensive, but what she said is not unreasonable. Shang's weird attitude really made people uncomfortable, so many people followed suit.

"That's right, this is the end of the matter, and finding out the cause of the leader's death is the real business."

"Yes, why refuse people thousands of miles away?"

"Could it be that you intend to let your master die without regret?"

There were more and more jeers from the crowd.

"That's not necessarily the case." Mo Shang said coldly.

The noise became much quieter, and those who heard Mo Shang's words clearly knew that he was answering what Xin Lei said earlier.

Xin Lei's expression changed, she deliberately turned up her volume, and scolded: "Don't you think the three of us are enemies?!"

As soon as these words came out, one stone stirred up thousands of waves, and the expressions of most of the members of the Four Seas Alliance changed from worry and bewilderment to anger!

Even Ruoyu, who was carrying Feng Chen together, couldn't understand why Mo Shang wanted to provoke each other with words.

"Brother Feng treats Brother Mo kindly again, and Brother Mo treats him like a father. Brother Feng left so suddenly, Brother Mo naturally felt uncomfortable in his heart, so he was too careful, and he didn't cover his mouth. Please forgive me, brothers. .”

Zhan Tian of the New Moon League stood up to rescue Mo Shang.

He continued: "I don't know any medical skills, but I think I can still see some weird injuries. Among the brothers from various gangs in Kyushu present, there are also a few who understand medical principles. Why don't you come with me to make a report on Brother Feng's situation?" After a preliminary appraisal, if we can ascertain the root cause, we will give Brother Feng an explanation on the spot! If not, please brothers do our best to find out the truth so that our leader can rest in peace. Brother Mo, what do you think?"

Zhan Tian's words were recognized by most people.

The gangs from all over the world suppressed their dissatisfaction a little bit, and at the same time, Narcissus from Huajianzui, Yang Zijin from Qingtianzhong, and Gongsun Zhe from Xingyaozhuang also walked towards Xiaoyuemeng in a very cooperative manner.

This time, Mo Shang did not refuse, but his eyes were still full of vigilance.

This vigilance is too obvious to be ignored, and it can easily lead to dissatisfaction.

If there is dissatisfaction, gossip is indispensable.

"Hey! Everyone sympathizes with your mood, and even more so, they are working together to do something good for Sect Leader Feng. What else do you have to say?"

Some people have ridiculed in a strange way.

"You have kept people from getting close to Feng Sect, what is the purpose?"

Once this kind of voice appears, all kinds of conjectures are bound to follow.

"This guy probably suspects that Feng Chen was subjected to some kind of insidious trick when he was fighting Ning Xiaoyao or the ghost and enchantress."

"It's nothing more than guarding against us all over the world, why are we still guarding against people from Kyushu?"

"It seems he doesn't believe anyone."

"Cut, I think it was because Feng Chen himself was not strong enough. After fighting against the two masters, his breath became disordered and he couldn't control himself, so he died suddenly. This kid is so stubborn, he just wanted to save face for Feng Chen."

"No, no, Feng Chen was harmed by others, or he was exhausted to death. Others can't see it, but can't Poppy see it?"

"Women, they loved their husbands deeply during their lifetime, and they always have to think about the face of their deceased husband after death."

"Poppy is also to blame. After Feng Chen died like this, I think she lost her soul, so what she said may not be true."

"Tsk tsk, don't you think that this kid himself did something to Feng Chen?"

"You mean, he wants to take Feng Chen's place?"

"Not impossible."

"Just rely on him? Come on, when will it be his turn to discuss seniority in the Xiaoyue League?"

"Could it be that he teamed up with someone?"

"with who?!"

……

These discussions were only whispers at the beginning, but later they were no longer concealed.

Mo Shang's body was already trembling, he was obviously extremely angry.

So is Ruoyu.

Of course, Ruoyu doesn't believe those provocative words, because he sees what Mo Shang does, and if Mo Shang is detrimental to Feng Chen, he will never be unaware.

"Stop talking nonsense."

A sound contained the rhythm of the piano music, which seemed to have the effect of soothing the mood. It swayed among the crowd and brought silence back to the Wujianping.

It was Qin who opened his mouth. Qin's status in the Xiaoyue League was not low, but she was usually cautious in her words and deeds, so she had to stand up at this moment.

"Amitabha." A Buddha's chant sounded, and Abbot Qingming also used the Sanskrit voice again, without giving others a chance to speak, and asked in the direction of Xiaoyuemeng, "The misfortune of sealing the head is my martial arts loss, and it is better to resolve this matter sooner rather than later , Delaying like this is really not an option, I wonder if all the benefactors of the Xiaoyue League can rest assured of the poor monk, the old benefactor and the head of Xuanxiao?"

Although Abbot Qingming didn't elaborate, everyone understood what he meant.

Mo Shang's expression finally relaxed a little, but Qin had already said first: "That's very good, please excuse me three seniors."

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Just as Abbot Qingming, the old man, and Xuan Xiao walked towards Xiaoyue League, Jiang Yichen, who was silently watching the movements on the field from a distance, suddenly saw several figures moving quickly, and then flashed cold lights!

Immediately, three big words flashed through Jiang Yichen's mind - Mi Lu Xing!

(End of this chapter)