The flying sword fell downward!

The middle-aged man was stabbed in the heart, showing a decisive look, and while emitting a mouthful of blood, he connected his seals with his hands.

The buzzing and trembling little sword suddenly shook, and a roar of clear swordsmanship was heard, and its speed increased sharply!

"Keep it!" Li Buzhuo was alert and had only time to shout.

A thread of blood spurted out from He Qian's back, and with a muffled groan, he was kicked away by the middle-aged man. He didn't even need to pull out the umbrella knife. The umbrella knife was inserted straight into the chest of the middle-aged man, with only the hilt exposed, and it came out through his back.

The middle-aged man then smiled at Li Buzhuo. Li Buzhuo felt a stern heart and subconsciously avoided it. Then he made a click next to him, and the wall of the house was cut into two pieces.

"He is trying hard, go quickly!"

He Qian covered his back and roared, turned his head and ran away, without turning his head back and threw out the dagger. As soon as he flew out more than a foot, he was cut into two pieces by the flying sword.

Immediately afterwards, He Qian kept taking out a short dagger from his belt, leggings, and throwing it at the middle-aged man. The middle-aged man stood still, but his cheeks were thin and aging at a speed visible to the naked eye. The flying sword was getting faster and faster, and finally disappeared from Li Buzhuo's vision!

Li Buzhuo clenched the hilt of the sword, gritted his teeth and tried to move closer. The middle-aged man raised his eyebrows and turned his sword, and the flying sword turned around and flew over again!

Suddenly, Li Buzhuo's eyebrows tingled, his eyes caught the shadow approaching, and he raised his sword, and the tiger's mouth cracked again. The red blood soaked the hilt of the Jingchan Sword's blue-haired silk, and a green bean-sized hole broke out from the thin sword.

But he successfully opened the flying sword, allowing it to only bring out a blood mark on his shoulder when it passed by.

The sword passed by, and Li Buzhuo approached three more steps. The middle-aged man looked unwilling to see a look of reluctance in his eyes. He took a step back and shouted in a low voice: "Yan Hui!"

The flying sword returned in response, and Li Buzhuo swung his body and dodged. At this time, the middle-aged man let out a muffled groan, and saw a short dagger in the ring head nailed into the back of his head, two inches.

Li Buzhuo and He Qian, who was not far away, had their eyes intertwined. They took this opportunity to flash to the middle-aged man, let go of the Sword of Shocking Cicada, and held the handle of the umbrella knife inserted into his chest with both hands!

The middle-aged man roared and took a step back. Li Buzhuo turned his wrist and pressed his blade against his chest and stirred it. Then he pulled it out!

The middle-aged man ummed out a "hmm", and blood in his mouth mixed with light pink lung fluid with bubbles.

The already decaying face suddenly dimmed, and his footsteps shook and fell to the ground with a bang. His black hair suddenly became stained with frost.

With a clang, the flying sword fell on the blue brick floor at his feet.

"What a powerful method. If it weren't for two-for-one, I would probably not even be able to touch the corner of his clothes." Li Buzhuo breathed a sigh of relief and went over to pick up the small sword at the feet of a middle-aged man.

The small sword is about nine inches long and has no sword thighs. The sword body is dark green and as thin as a cicada's wings. It is full of gaps, like an old man in his twilight years, and it is unbearable to use.

Looking at the middle-aged man, he had no breath and had not even healed much blood.

"This person is at least Zhou Tian Rongrong Qi Refiner." He Qian walked over, rubbed his forehead and sighed, "What is the origin of these people you are pursuing?"

"I'm not sure yet." Li Buzhuo shook his head and reached out to grop on the corpse of the middle-aged man. He took out a thin blue book in his arms, and then found some money, pills, and a yellow letter paper the size of a palm in his waist bag.

It says:

"On the 24th day, two thousand kilograms of iron from the Nanjiao Casting and Refining Department of Hedong County were transported."

On the 24th? Li Buzhuo's heart moved, this time is tomorrow.

At this time, He Xihua also climbed over the window and saw the corpse on the ground. He looked lingering in fear. He wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and asked, "Die?"

Li Buzhuo turned his head and asked, "Where is the person outside?" He asked the person who impersonated Wang Ye.

"He is dead too." He Xihua looked at He Qian with a fearful look.

He Qian smiled embarrassedly at Li Buzhuo: "That guy is purely using a life-deserving style and can't keep it."

Li Buzhuo nodded and looked at the wound where the short arrow on his shoulder was inserted. The numbness and itch still existed, but the impact was not big. It didn't seem to be a toxic one. He tried to move the arrow tail, and the severe pain came. He couldn't help but hiss. The arrow head was hooked with muscles and could not be pulled out easily. So he just ignored it for the time being, got up and walked through the armpit of the middle-aged man with both hands and said, "Help."

He Qian helped Li Buzhuo carry the body of a young man into the house. In the yard, Ying Shiyi, who was guarding the body of "Wang Ye" and the coachman, also entered the house. He Xihua was still confused, but when he saw these people open the door, he used firearms to bombard people. He also knew that Li Buzhuo did not catch the wrong person, so he didn't dare to ask more questions for a while.

Li Buzhuo searched all the bodies of the three of them, and except for some money and the notes that were discovered at first, no other discoveries were found.

While searching in the house, Ying Shiyi suddenly found a secret door behind the bookshelf.

When I pushed it open, I saw a small house behind it, with a skylight open inside, and the skylight gathered into a beam and projected down, shining on a mud statue on the shrine in the northeast corner of the dark room.

The clay statues are not exquisitely made, with armor and cloaks, sword eyebrows entering the temples, and square faces. The carvings of facial features are not vivid, but they have great majesty.

When He Qian saw the mud statue, he opened his mouth and said in shock: "Holy Ancestor?"

The word "Saint Ancestor" fell into his ears, and Li Buzhuo heard Pili and murmured: "So it is the remnant of the previous dynasty?"

The mud statue in front of him is the saint of Wu Wudi, the former priest of the priest, who conquered the world and unified the sixteen kingdoms, and was undefeated in all battles. He became a saint with an invincible way. Sixteen years ago, a hundred qi-refining men of the school rushed into the Daxia dragon court on Xiyi Mountain. Wu Wudi fought against eight saints alone, gaining a temporary advantage. The battle lasted for seven days and seven nights before he died.

The impostor of the household registration worships Wu Wudi's holy statue in the dark room!

The case that troubled Li Buzhuo for more than a month was finally revealed. It turned out that the person who caused chaos in Hedong County was the remnant of the previous dynasty? But there are still too many mysteries in this matter. Why did the people in Taowu Fort disappear? Bailong Temple and the local wealthy families have something to do with this matter, but they have not yet revealed their clues.

The dark room was silent. After a long time, He Xihua swallowed and spitted, and said dryly, "Now, what should we do now?"

Li Buzhuo lowered his eyes, thought for a while, and said, "Are there many people I heard about the fight just now?"

"It shouldn't be too many." He Xihua tried hard to calm down, and a hint of excitement arose in his heart. "This Qingkou Lane is remote and there are not many residents. The remnants of the previous dynasty probably also regarded this and settled here. However, it is impossible to say whether there are any fellow party members living next to you."

"I can only expect nothing." Li Buzhuo said: "He Xihua is here, He Qian and Ying Shiyi go out to see if there are any other suspicious people, so I will go to Lingguanya first."
Chapter completed!