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Damn, I want to escape...

He lowered his head and only glanced at the shriveled old man standing on the roof. Linghu Baiwan felt his heart go numb and his hands and feet trembled uncontrollably.

Huangfu Kun, the deputy leader of the Evil God Cult in Huizhou, one of the most ferocious people in Huizhou according to the intelligence of Zhenwu Hall, and an old monster who has lived for more than 120 years.

'This is going to be a big deal! "

Linghu Baiwan felt stuffy in his heart, as if a huge rock was pressing on his heart.

Many people in the martial arts world knew that the Evil God Cult had some relationship with the court, but before, there was a layer of veil between them. On the surface, Zhenwu Hall had the responsibility to hunt down the Evil God Cult.

There are indeed some connections in secret, but that is only in secret, but now, they don't even hide from people?

This...

Linghu Baiwan shrank his head and glanced at the corner of his eye. The masters of Zhenwu Hall also lowered their eyebrows and did not raise their heads at all, just pretending not to see it.

"May I ask... Your Excellency, how do we catch this person? "

An Yuanwu's heart moved slightly.

He knew that there were all kinds of strange and evil skills in the Evil God Cult that ordinary people could not understand, but more than a month had passed and there had been many snowstorms. How could he find them out of thin air?

Thousand Soul Locks?

This thought emerged in the minds of several people present.

"My surname is Huang, and my given name is Fu. If you don't mind, you can call me 'Old Huang'. If you don't mind, you can call me 'Old Huang'."

Without any movement, Huangfu Kun had appeared in the courtyard.

The crowd lowered their heads and didn't see it. An Yuanwu, who had been watching him, couldn't help but tremble in his heart. He didn't even see his figure change.

Is this the Shenzu Sutra?!

"Old Huang..."

An Yuanwu lowered his head slightly.

The Evil God Cult Huizhou Hall has a total of three hall masters. Bai Jingchuan is known as the best in horizontal training, and Huangfu Kun is the best in body movement. Seeing him at this time, he couldn't help but feel horrified.

He walked like a ghost. If he wanted to attack him, I'm afraid I won't know how I died.

Huh!

Huangfu Kun raised his sleeves, and the air wave was like the wind, sweeping several feet to dozens of feet. Everyone in the courtyard retreated, their clothes and hair flying, looking quite embarrassed.

Linghu Baiwan looked up in shock, and saw that the snow in the whole house seemed to be grasped by an invisible big hand. In a flash, it turned into a snowball and fell outside the long street, making a dull sound.

"This beast, first dormant here, suddenly attacked with a heavy hammer, Feng Yuanqing was caught off guard, the Fire Dragon Sword was not unsheathed, and his left arm was hit Waste..."

"The meridians are fully developed, the qi flows through the whole body, and with one arm broken, his realm has dropped. Even with the Fire Dragon Sword in hand, he is no longer at the peak. This person has a very accurate grasp of the timing and situation, and decisively launched a second attack..."

In the cold wind, Huangfu Kun walked slowly, and described the fight here more than a month ago from only a few traces, which shocked everyone in the courtyard.

This is exactly the same as what is recorded in the file.

"The assassin is inferior to Feng Yuanqing who has a broken arm. The heavy hammer in his hand was only a top-grade sharp blade, and was shredded into pieces by the sword energy..."

The collapsed wall and the broken floor tiles still had the fire dragon sword energy on them. Huangfu Kun reached out to touch them:

"In close combat, the weapon was destroyed, but the assassin did not retreat but advanced instead. It was not because of his lack of lightness skills, but because he did it deliberately. He killed Feng Yuanqing with a close attack..."

'This old guy is so powerful!"

Linghu Baiwan, who had read the files, was shocked. This description was even more detailed than what Yue Chongtian had seen with his own eyes.

"This man has very good lightness skills, so he doesn't mind close combat... But, what weapon moves did he use to kill Feng Yuanqing?"

Huangfu Kun suddenly stopped and pointed to the huge pit on the ground.

Everyone in the courtyard looked at it, and they were all confused. Only Linghu Baiwan was shocked.

"No matter how condensed the internal energy is, it is not enough to break Feng Yuanqing's internal energy, internal armor, and horizontal training from a distance of ten feet, unless the assassin's internal energy is true and his internal energy is well-trained..."

But if an expert in internal energy training wants to kill Feng Yuanqing by surprise, it will never be so troublesome.

"Then

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Feng Yuanqing was probably killed by a heavy hammer..."

Shentu Hong looked normal. He paced in the courtyard and compared the files, and came to a similar conclusion.

"If this man approached with a heavy hammer, Feng Yuanqing would have retreated and protected himself, but he didn't... So, the assassin first approached and punched Feng Yuanqing, and then suddenly took out a heavy hammer?" Huangfu Kun frowned. He thought his calculation should be correct, but... "Let's not talk about whether Li Yuanba is real or not, and it doesn't matter whether he uses a hammer or a fist. I just want to know what means you have to catch this man." Shentu Hong's eyes flickered, and his expression remained unchanged: "It's been more than a month, and there have been many winds and snowstorms. Even if you can see through yin and yang, Even if the Grandmaster takes action, he may not be able to sense any clues, right? "

"The wind and snow cover the smell, so it is naturally difficult to track, but why bother tracking?"

Huangfu Kun glanced at the deep pit, his eyes dim:

"Master An, who do you think will attack Feng Yuanqing?"

"Hmm?"

An Yuanwu's heart moved slightly: "Shenbing Valley?"

After Feng Yuanqing's death, both the Fire Dragon Temple and him first suspected Shenbing Valley, but on the one hand, the Dragon and Tiger Banquet was about to be held, and on the other hand, Shenbing Valley was very powerful. Although he paid attention, he still had no choice but to give up.

"Of course."

Huangfu Kun sneered: "Feng Yuanqing didn't die early or late, but died when he wanted to attack Shenbing Valley... How can there be so many coincidences in this world?"

"This..."

An Yuanwu looked subtle and looked at Shentu Hong, who frowned slightly: "That being said, there is no evidence..."

"The court needs evidence to do things."

Anyuanwu was interrupted before he finished speaking. Huangfu Kun glanced at everyone in the courtyard, smiled coldly, and disappeared into the courtyard.

Just as he came, he leaves like a ghost, disappearing without a trace.

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Shen Tuhong tiptoed and followed him away, leaving An Yuanwu with a frown on his face and scanning the crowd:

"I don't want anyone to know what happened today!"

"I'll keep this in mind!"

Everyone in the courtyard bowed one after another, making Linghu's heart tremble.

Damn it, there's no escape.

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In the cold wind, Shen Tuhong's feet stopped and landed in a courtyard.

But he saw Huangfu Kun sitting in the house, on the red clay stove, the wine was already warming.

"Brother Huangfu's meritorious deeds have become more and more profound, and I can't compare with you."

Shen Tuhong walked into the house, and there was no one else in the house except Huangfu Kun.

"Brother Shentu is more talented than me. If you join the Holy Cult, not to mention exchanging blood, even if you understand the changes of yin and yang, it may not be impossible."

Huangfu Kun poured him a glass of wine.

"I'm Fuqian, I don't think I'm destined to be here."

Shen Tuhong was a little taboo, so he turned to ask: "Brother Huangfu appeared in front of people today."

Chapter 38: Peerless magical skills, truly peerless (two in one).