Peng Dongcheng's eyes were bloodshot and he was incredible.

I never expected that a small apprentice could block his sword and break his sword body with a ruler.

However, no matter how surprised he was, it was useless.

Because the next moment, he saw the ruler, after breaking his long sword, he raised it and smashed it down on his head.

The point is that he didn't have time to react.

The other party was too fast, and his thoughts had just arisen, and a look of horror in his eyes had just emerged, and the ruler was already hanging above his head.

Bang!

A terrifying force that had never felt before fell like thunder, smashing his skull and shattering his brain. The man fell to the ground, and there was no movement.

"Is this dead?"

Chen Shaojun stopped and was a little confused.

In fact, the moment he recognized Peng Dongcheng's identity, he was in a state of extreme tension.

In my memory, the scene of the opponent killing Zhao Quan's family of seven with one sword in the sky is vivid in my mind. He knows very well that the opponent is definitely a martial arts master who kills without blinking.

Therefore, he had no idea at all. He immediately took out the only weapon he could take out, the Broken Evil Ruler, and smashed it hard.

I don’t know if the other party’s long sword was too fragile or his strength was too strong, but Chen Shaojun only felt that the broken evil ruler in his hand was particularly useful.

A clang broke the opponent's long sword and smashed it again.

The dull feeling of buying it made him feel uncomfortable.

The battle is over.

Too fast and too unexpected.

The opponent's combat power is very different from the martial arts master he imagines.

"It should be because he is too weak.

The Zhao Quan family killed this person was ordinary people who were not able to fight with chickens, so they were naturally very relaxed.

If you face a real warrior, it will probably not work, and you will be easily beaten to death by yourself."

Chen Shaojun muttered and quickly convinced himself.

He wouldn't think he was strong.

How many days have you practiced martial arts?

Even if the martial arts realm is improved quickly, after all, there is only strength, no skills, only martial arts, and no skills, they are naturally not as good as those real masters.

This person would be easily beaten to death by himself, so he is definitely not a master.

"This killer was obviously for me, and it was better for him to die.

But what should I do next?

If someone dies, you have to deal with it?"

Chen Shaojun murmured to himself, and soon became embarrassed.

This person died in the yard, which would definitely alarm the government.

Although he took the initiative to cause trouble for himself and at most he could defend himself too much, how should he explain it?

Where can a Chaofeng apprentice get the ability to kill such a killer?

Kill someone and throw away the body?

It's a solution.

But you have to find a place to throw the body away?

Chen Shaojun had a headache.

"You said you are not going to trouble anyone, but you just came to me?"

He said hatefully that the body must not be left in the pawnshop.

After thinking about it, he pulled up the other person's body, walked to a corner of the yard, and threw it outside the wall.

Then there is the long sword that is formed into two pieces.

He remembered that there was an alley on the other side of the wall.

Of course, you can't take yourself out if you throw the body in the alley, but it's better than staying in the pawnshop yard?

Anyway, as long as you don’t admit it, no one will doubt himself as a Chaofeng apprentice.

As for throwing away?

He doesn't want to die yet.

After dark, Shengjing City is forbidden, and even martial arts masters dare not leave randomly.

And if you walk too much at night, you will always encounter ghosts.

Not to mention, this is really a world with ghosts.

We also need to be wary of officers and soldiers patrolling the streets. He ran around with a body. Is it because he was not exposed fast enough?

...

The pawnshop in the early morning was very quiet.

But with a scream, the surroundings became lively.

It's dead.

Curious crowds flocked to the alley next to the pawn shop, and a group of errand apprentices also took the courage to walk out of the pawn shop to watch.

"This person looks familiar."

A servant said, and quickly shut his mouth.

But it was too late, two detectives with knives around their waists had already come over. One of them was Constable Ye who showed up yesterday. He looked at the servant and asked, "What's going on? Do you know this person?"

“No…I don’t know.

However, a few days ago, I saw him buying things in our pawn shop.”

The servant panicked and quickly explained.

"Aren't your pawn shops all pawn items? This person also goes to the pawn shop to buy things?"

Another older Captain Xing, who was about to check the body, couldn't help but raise his head and asked.

"He said he was celebrating his mother-in-law's birthday, and there was no suitable place elsewhere, so he picked a piece of Yu Ruyi from our pawn shop."

The servant explained that he kept regretting why he had to say more words?

"Go to the pawnshop and ask."

Captain Xing signaled slightly when he heard this.

However, most of the people in the pawnshop were watching around, so he quickly turned back.

When asked about Chen Shaojun, he just shook his head and said, "I don't know. I am just a Chaofeng apprentice, and there are few people I have seen in normal times.

I heard someone shouting in the morning, and then I found that there were people dead around me.

What's going on at night?

You know, sir, we are obsessed with apprenticeships, and we spend our energy on identifying items. We sleep tightly at night, so where can we hear the sound?"

Of course, Chen Shaojun could not admit it, and he pushed the matter completely.

He looked young, and the constable knew that such an apprentice in court was actually very pitiful. If he was accidentally injured, he would be terminally ill and die, so he asked a few questions and let him go.

"Sir, who is this? Why did he die here?"

Seeing this, Chen Shaojun asked more.

"Isn't this a check again? Don't ask if you shouldn't."

Constable Ye scolded him and asked the others.

"Judging from the hardness of his membrane and bones, this person should be the seventh level of the body refining realm. He is good at using long swords and is strong.

Based on the confessions of the people around him, if I guessed correctly, he is likely to be the murderer who killed Shen Lang's family yesterday."

Captain Xing also heard Constable Ye’s question, and based on a lot of information, he quickly made a judgment.

“It’s similar to what I guess.

But who would have killed him?

It is never easy to be able to kill a warrior at the seventh level of the Body Refining Realm with one move.”

When Constable Ye asked, he actually made a conclusion in his heart, but what made him even more curious was the identity and strength of the person who took action.

“It should be two tricks.

One move broke the man's long sword, and then the second move hit him in the head.

Take a look at this long sword, made of 100-forged steel, the sword body is dark blue, obviously quenched with spiritual water, and is very tough.

If you can break this sword with one move, you must at least be a strong man above the Qihai Realm and use his true qi to shake his attack.

In other words, the person who takes action must be a master above Qihai Realm."

As he said, Captain Xing looked solemn.
Chapter completed!