Chapter 125: Killing God Comes

It rained for many days in a row.
From Nan'an City to Qin Yancheng, a man in black clothes holding an umbrella stood silently outside the pavilion, the rain hit his umbrella surface, making a crisp sound. The purple-clothed man sitting in the pavilion shuddered slightly. It seemed that the man in front of him always appeared on such cold and murderous days. He didn't know when the man made the 18 dangerous weapons again. Handle the oil paper umbrella, only knowing that the man had not spoken for several days, leading them all the way to this place.
"Don't question Mu Yu, the umbrella ghost used to be the best killer in Dark River. He can accurately smell the prey." The old man with a knife and his nails said with a smile.
Su Muyu gently rotated the umbrella handle, and the water droplets that fell on the oil-paper umbrella slipped down. Su Muyu stretched out his hand, and the rainwater instantly turned into a water dragon sword. He gently waved the water dragon sword violently. He went out, rushed into the pavilion, and approached the chest of the man in purple.
The purple-clothed man was shocked and looked at Xie Qidao with horror, but Xie Qidao still had a casual smile on his face, lowering his head and carefully building his nails.
The water dragon sword reversed its direction in an instant, slashed across the shirt of the man in purple, and flew out of the pavilion. The purple-clothed man turned his head abruptly, and saw a white-clothed man standing there, holding a black umbrella in his hand, and a white cloth covered in front of him, and a young child beside him was holding him.
"Brother Emperor!" The purple-clothed man blurted out.
Xiao Chong lightly waved his right hand forward, and the rain in the air instantly condensed into a barrier in front of him, blocking the water dragon sword that came as a surprise. With another wave of his hand, the sword and the barrier turned into rain and scattered on the ground.
Su Muyu slowly turned around and raised the umbrella slightly, revealing those cold and indifferent eyes. He looked at Xiao Chong and said softly, "White King Xiao Chong."
Xiao Chong nodded, learning Su Muyu's tone: "Patriarch of the Su Family, Su Muyu."
Xie Qidao put away the knife and blew lightly to his nails. He suddenly got up, picked up the purple-clothed man in front of him, and threw it out of the pavilion: "The master is here, you should get out. "
"Xie Family Patriarch Xie Qidao. For a prince, your behavior is a bit abrupt." Xiao Chong's left hand holding the handle of the umbrella slightly increased his strength.
Xie Qidao smiled: "According to the Beili Law, what is the punishment for murder?"
"There are many kinds of killings." Xiao Chong's tone was still unhurried.
"What about the one that killed 257 people?" Xie Qidao held the knife in his hand, standing stiffly. Although he is an old man, he still has a strong muscle and eagle-like eyes. .
"Be executed." Xiao Chong answered concisely.
"So." Xie Qidao said faintly, "According to Beili's law, I should go through a thousand swords, why should I recognize the prince of Beili? It's just the second prince, how do you come to find us like this? Where's the sinner?"
"Uncle Xie." Su Muyu suddenly called out, interrupting Xie Qidao.
Xie Qidao closed his mouth, not irritated, but there was still a cold smile on the corner of his mouth.
The man in purple clothes was naturally Xiao Jingxian who impersonated Xiao Chuhe. He ran to Xiao Chong's side in a hurry and shouted in a low voice, "Brother!"
Xiao Chong raised his hand abruptly and slapped him to the ground. He has a calm tone from beginning to end, and his expression is indifferent, but this sudden blow carries a bit of anger. Xiao Jingxia was knocked to the ground, blood immediately shed from the corner of his mouth, and his clothes were instantly wetted by the rain, making him look a little embarrassed.
"Do you know what I did wrong?" Xiao Chong asked.
Xiao Jingxian sat up and wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth: "Brother Emperor, Jing Xia knows it is wrong."
"Apologize to the Patriarchs of Dark River." Xiao Chong took a step forward unhurriedly as he said, blocking the umbrella over Xiao Jingxian's head.
"No need." Su Muyu said lightly.
Xiao Jingxian looked at them in amazement: "You already knew it?"
"Young man, you look down on the dark river too much, and you look down on us too much. From the day you stepped into the dark river, we have known your identity. Ninth prince Xiao Jingxia, we did not kill you only because We are very interested in the person behind you. Bai Wang Xiao Chong, you are the better choice we think is better than Xiao Chuhe." Xie Qidao looked at Xiao Chong with cold eyes.
"Well, when we meet for the first time, the atmosphere doesn't need to be so tense." A smiling voice sounded, and there was another person sitting in the pavilion, wearing a black robe and a The silver mask covers most of his face.
Xie Qidao and Su Muyu bowed slightly: "Everyone."
The ancestor gently tapped on the surface of the stool: "It's cold outside the pavilion, so come in and sit down."
Xiao Chong nodded and led Xiao Jingxian and Xuantong into the pavilion. Xie Qidao put away the long knife and sat next to the patriarch: "Why did the patriarch come suddenly?"
Looking at the rain curtain outside the pavilion, the ancestor said quietly: "Maybe I have been in the dark for too long, and I want to come out and walk. Why are you stopping here? Where's Li Hanyi?"
"We have chased Li Hanyi three days ago. The three Tangmen elders are following Li Hanyi at the moment and will come here soon. We will intercept Li Hanyi here." Su Muyu did not enter the pavilion, still Standing there, listening to the rain.
"No, it's not interception. It's killing." Everyone said in a deep voice.
Both Xie Qidao and Su Muyu's expressions moved. The two looked at each other, then looked back at the patriarch, waiting for him to give an answer.
"Slaying the Sword Immortal sounds like a big deal. After this, Xueyue City and Dark River will officially become enemies, and there is no room for recovery." Everyone banged on the bench and said quietly. , "But there is no room, it seems not bad."
"Slaying the sword immortal is not an easy task." Su Muyu said.
The elder said with a smile: "The three Tang Sect elders and the two Dark River Patriarchs can't kill a Xueyue Sword Immortal?"
"You are not able to." Su Muyu shook his head.
"What about me then?" Everyone raised their eyebrows, and there was a fierce light in their pupils.
Su Muyu frowned slightly: "Everyone wants to do it yourself?"
"If it's really that moment." Everyone sighed, and suddenly turned to look at Xiao Jingxia, "It's just that before that, I have something to ask you."
When Xiao Jingxian met those cold eyes, he couldn't help but trembled: "What...what's the matter?"
"That day you asked us to send someone to chase and kill the young disciple of Lei Jiapu. You said he was a disciple of Lei Hong and Li Hanyi, the leader of Lei Men's generation, killing him would be beneficial to attacking Lei Men?" Asked.
"Yes." Xiao Jingxian nodded, "I am not lying on this point."
"Okay." The patriarch suddenly increased his tone, "Then I will ask you again, who is the person with him?"
Xiao Jingxian was taken aback for a moment, and did not speak.
In the rain curtain, there were two more figures walking towards this side, one in red and the other in purple, both graceful girls. The woman in red was holding a burly man in her arms, and she kept talking, looking dead.
"He is my brother." Everyone leaned back in their chairs and looked up at the sky. "He is dead now. So I need you to give me an answer."
"Who are they!" There was a trace of sullenness in the voice of the leaders, and the whole pavilion trembles in an instant.