"ah?!"

You can hear a needle drop in the hall.

The real people, who were usually high-spirited and powerful, were like sculptures and pieces of wood at this moment, not to say standing still, but in disbelief at all.

I don't know what kind of medicine the director of the city's construction department is selling in his gourd, and why he wants to have such a fight. They also don't believe the assassins called by the old man.

No one will believe it.

A great master was killed by a monk practicing Qi Dzogchen in public?

Not to mention that there was no defense at all, even the five senses and six consciousnesses were restrained.

Even if the body-protecting qi is removed and the qi-trainer is asked to stab a few times with a magic weapon or strike a few swords, it will leave wounds at most. It should be noted that these wounds are not enough to hurt the root, and qi-trainers of the same level will not

He would die so easily, let alone build a foundation.

Even if his heart is cut open and his internal organs are pulled out, he can still survive tenaciously.

The physical body of ordinary practitioners is indeed not very powerful, and cannot resist treasures of the same level without the protection of body-protecting aura.

Even a Qi practitioner with a magical weapon can cut down a great master without any defense.

But that's all.

Da Zhenren's body-protecting power and magic weapon can resist it.

"A high-ranking disciple is a high-ranking disciple, even his death looks so similar." The leader of the Xing Gang was the first to praise him.

The moment he heard the old man shouting to catch the assassin, he even cheered.

He Shuli, who was sitting behind the leader of the Xing Gang, didn't know whether to cry or laugh for a moment. The gang leader thought it was just for fun. Ignoring the expressions of others, he looked at the surprised and furrowed brows of the demon king next to him.

And that solemn gaze with a deep murmur, this is obviously not a good thing.

Once it is not handled well, it will always be troublesome.

He didn't look at anyone else and didn't say anything. He was just waiting.

On the contrary, my own gang leader cheered.

With the interruption from the leader of the Xing Gang, everyone immediately became active.

They all sighed.

"yes."

"Songs and dances have long been tired of entertainment. Swallowing fire and spitting knives is just a sideshow."

"This is the first time something like this has happened."

"That's right, that's right. This sword dance starts and ends with this. It's really a stroke of genius. I didn't expect Mr. Xiong to be able to put down his posture so much just to smile for Beau Beauty."

"..."

He met the old man's cannibalistic gaze, and Gongsun Wan threw himself sadly on the burning corpse.

They only realized it later, as if this was not a joke.

it is true?

There was silence in the hall.

Outside the hall, the lights were still bright and there was laughter and laughter.

"real."

I don't know who muttered.

All that came over was a deep chill.

Xu Sanniang, who was standing in the center of the hall, had trembling eyes and a look of disbelief on her face. She couldn't believe that she would take the life of a great master, and she didn't know why such a thing happened now, so she could only

He moved his eyes away in panic and moved his eyes to the person at the table.

It was a tall monk wearing black robes.

"I……"

Tu Shanjun gave Xu Sanniang a reassuring look, and then his eyes fell on the figure above the high seat.

"calm."

"You will not be in danger of your life." A weak voice came into Xu Sanniang's ears. It was a message from the divine consciousness. It did not come from the tall figure in the mysterious black robe, but it seemed like someone was whispering in her ear.

And this ethereal voice with a hint of hoarseness was exactly what she was familiar with.

"Don't say anything, don't do anything."

Xu Sanniang opened her rouge-stained lips slightly, remembering Brother Tushan's instructions.

She didn't say anything.

With the strength of her Dzogchen Qi training, no matter what she said, or the spiritual consciousness that could only see inwards, nothing could escape the ears of everyone present.

She shouldn't have exposed Tushanjun at this time. So, while she calmed down, her turbulent emotions were also somewhat calmed and stabilized.

"Get the assassin!"

The rugged uncle shouted sharply.

The coercion belonging to Da Zhenren then bloomed. Even though it was suppressed by the outer Tianji array, at such a close distance, his spiritual consciousness still locked onto Xu Sanniang standing in the center of the hall.

At the same time, everyone present suddenly stood up.

The breath of inspiration belonging to a real person is exhaled.

Granny Qing frowned and wanted to say something, but she still didn't say anything. She just quietly speculated on the situation in the palace and observed everyone's expressions.

His eyes swept over the faces around him, glanced at the seats, and focused on one of them, who was wearing a mysterious black robe.

If there was any accident, that person would be the first person she suspected.

Because that person is very mysterious.

She couldn't see through it.

At this moment, many Jindan masters in the field had different expressions, but he was the only one who looked calm and indifferent.

And Xianxin grabbed the wine bottle from the table.

The calmness in his eyes should never appear on a little Qi-training monk.

"Is it possible that he is hiding his cultivation level?"

…

"broken!"

He Shuli took a breath of cold air.

The coldness was like a frost blade stuffed into his lungs, causing his chest to rise and fall, and even bursts of pain.

After all, he was also a Qi practitioner, so how could a mere aura cause him pain? After he had clearly confirmed that the matter was true, He Shuli felt like the world was spinning when he thought of Xu Zhangyin and the demon beside him.

Is this what the Demon King said about not being a big deal?

Isn’t this a big deal?

People died.

The person who died was Xiong Ran, the director of the Urban Construction Department.

Today's protagonist.

The one who took action was Xu Zhangyin from the orphanage.

He Shuli did not dare to look at the expression of the black-robed monk next to him.

He only felt that life was gloomy.

Tu Shanjun silently calculated the strongest strength he could use. With Xu Sanniang's realm, he could summon a soul clone that was a higher realm, which was the peak of foundation building.

Although it only lasts for a short time and has very few spells that can be used, with Tu Shanjun's ability, the Peak Foundation Establishment is enough to escape from many real people.

The only troublesome one is Gongsun Wan.

That was the Nascent Soul Lord who had hidden his own cultivation.

As expected.

Everyone soon discovered that Xu Sanniang really only had the strength to practice Qi Dzogchen.

He wasn't supposed to be an assassin.

However, they didn't know how to explain what was happening now. Xiong Ran was truly dead, and the blue spiritual sword was still inserted into the young man's chest.

After doing this, the guests were at a loss and even Uncle Gu couldn't help but wonder. With the young master's strength, the sword light of the female qi cultivator should not be able to approach.

Between the ups and downs, Robber is about to take action.

"Listen to what I have to say!"

A sudden voice came.
To be continued...