Martial Arts Assassin Master

Chapter 242

After a while, Emei Golden Summit.

The tombstone of Taoist priest Baimei stands there, which is particularly eye-catching.

Ouyang pointed at it again: "Leader, this is here."

It's time to uncover the truth, and hopefully this time the investigation will yield results.

Zhao Fanxing was full of expectations.

He said, "Well, I'm going to open the coffin for an autopsy. I hope you will forgive me."

Song Dajiang lowered his head dully, but there was also sadness in his eyes: "Okay."

Ouyang Zhong and Yan Xiang turned their heads away, unwilling to look again.

Priest Baimei held a high status in their hearts, just like a father.

Seeing this, Zhao Fanxing didn't say much anymore, but walked to the front of the tombstone, cast "Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms", waved his right palm, and released a fierce palm wind.

"Boom!" A large hole was blasted out on the ground, revealing the coffin inside.

Zhao Fanxing jumped into the pit, waved his backhand, and lifted the coffin board.

Every scene is amazing.

There was no body of Taoist Priest Baimei in the coffin, it was empty.

What?The coffin turned out to be empty?
Zhao Fanxing also touched the back of his head and began to think.

He thought about countless possibilities, but he never thought that the body of the white-browed priest would disappear out of thin air.

Where did the dead body go?Could it be the man in black?
But why did he move the corpse?Could it be that there are martial arts secret books hidden on it?

A series of questions appeared in Zhao Fanxing's mind.

He turned his head and asked, "Everyone, is this the coffin of Taoist Priest Baimei?"

Ouyang Zhong still did not turn his head, and replied: "Yes."

Song Dajiang also raised his head: "Strange, where did Master's body go?"

Ouyang Zhong stared wide-eyed, and asked: "Brother Third, when Master died, was he buried here?"

Yan Xiang has already begun to smile wryly: "Yeah, I don't know how the corpse disappeared."

Zhao Fanxing had already thought about it and came to a very special conclusion.

That is, Taoist Priest Baimei didn't die at all.

His previous death may have been caused by some kind of special medicine or martial arts.

And he faked his death just to cover up people's eyes and ears, so that others would not suspect him.

Therefore, Taoist Master Baimei probably secretly practiced the "Evil Sword Technique", and coupled with his own cultivation, he became a super master.

Zhao Fanxing rarely missed in countless battles, but that time he was run away by the man in black.

Only people of Taoist Master Baimei's level can do this.

At this moment, a sneer suddenly resounded in the voices of the crowd: "Hey, leader Zhao, you are really amazing, you can actually find this place."

Accompanied by these voices, a man in black appeared in front of Zhao Fanxing, who was the one who attacked Lu Wushuang before.

Zhao Fanxing asked: "It's you again?"

The man in black didn't answer, but clapped his hands.

In the blink of an eye, thousands of swordsmen from the Shenying Palace flew from all around.

In addition, there are three men wearing black masks.

They all held crescent-shaped scimitars and stared at Zhao Fanxing with murderous eyes.

Without hesitation, Ouyang Zhong pulled out the "Ju Que Sword" on his back and said, "It seems that some thieves have come to Mount Emei."

Yan Xiang asked: "How did you get here? Could it be that you killed all the Emei disciples?"

Song Dajiang remained silent and just stood there.

The man in black smiled and replied with a sharp voice: "Hmph, of course our efforts will not be in vain. There is more than one way to get to the Golden Summit of Emei."

Yan Xiang asked: "You know the secret way? How is this possible? No one knows except our five disciples and the master."

The man in black asked back, "Guess who I am?"

Yan Xiang said: "Your voice is so weird, how can we hear it?"

But the man in black ordered at this time: "Yan Xiang, you only practice lightness kung fu, not internal kung fu, how can you become a top master?"

Yan Xiang opened his eyes wide, very puzzled: "How do you know what my master said?"

The man in black took off his mask at this moment, revealing his true face.

He is none other than Daoist Baimei.

Both Yan Xiang and Ouyang Zhong were stunned and opened their mouths.

Song Dajiang began to rub his eyes: "Did I see it wrong?"

Zhao Fanxing smiled: "Taoist Master Baimei, it is indeed you."

Daoist Baimei praised: "As expected of the lord, you can think of opening the coffin for an autopsy. If it wasn't for your extra effort, I wouldn't have to show up."

Zhao Fanxing asked: "You not only want to preserve your reputation in the Jianghu, but also want to work hard to kill people for the Shenying Palace, right?"

Daoist Baimei replied: "That's right, I have been a decent sect leader for so many years, but the money I get is really too little, not enough for me to enjoy myself."

"So, I secretly took refuge in Shenying Palace, and acted in this play with them. I practiced 'Holding Qi Gong', so that my heartbeat and breathing stopped completely, and my body became cold, and I was mistaken for death!"

Speaking of this, the Taoist priest with white eyebrows showed a strange smile: "Besides, Ximenke, the head of Shenying Palace, also gave me the 'Evil Resisting Sword Technique', and my martial arts have also improved to a higher level, allowing me to successfully kill Ling Ling. Shi Feng and Ouyang Ding!"

This guy is really courageous, he dared to leave the palace.

Zhao Fanxing thought to himself.

At the same time, Song Dajiang kept shaking his head: "No, you are not my master, I must have read it wrong."

At this time, his sanity was already confused, he turned his head away, and muttered to himself.

Ouyang Zhong's eyebrows and mouth became twisted: "Master, you taught us to be upright in the martial arts world and work for the benefit of the people, but you yourself..."

Yan Xiang's eyes were red, and he smiled wryly: "But I have been a hypocrite and deceived us completely. When you faked your death, I actually shed tears."

Priest Baimei sneered: "It's all because you are too stupid, I didn't deceive you."

Then, he changed the subject: "If you still care about the relationship between master and apprentice, don't help Zhao Fanxing and step aside."

Yan Xiang shook his head: "No, from the moment you killed the heads of Huashan School and Tianshan School, you are no longer our master, you have become another person."

Ouyang Zhong said: "I'm afraid he already had this intention, but the city is quite deep, so he never said it."

The priest with white eyebrows scolded: "Hmph, you evil disciples, who brought you up as teachers and taught you martial arts, so that you can stand out in the world and have a good reputation. How dare you treat me like this!"

Yan Xiang asked: "Master, do you really regard us as your disciples? Then why did you deceive us? If I'm not wrong, after you kill the heads of the major sects, you will kill us. "

Priest Baimei sneered again: "Hmph, whatever you think, anyway, you have already betrayed your teacher, and you deserve to die."

Ouyang Zhong said: "Leader, these shrimp soldiers and crabs from Shenying Palace will be handed over to us. You can deal with my master. After all, we have the relationship between master and apprentice, so I can't do it."

Before he finished speaking, he brandished his giant sword and rushed towards the group of swordsmen from the Divine Shadow Palace.

Zhao Fanxing also replied decisively: "Okay!"

(End of this chapter)