Chapter 688 The Impact of Liang Ting's Death, the End of Various Grudges

Zhang Zhiwei and Wu Gensheng and his group left one after another, but the traces left by the battle were always there. The valley under Guishan was broken, and most of the lush bamboo sea fell down.

A huge hole with many cracks appeared in the middle of the bamboo sea, like an ugly scar, and Liang Ting's tomb was at the center of this ugly scar.

Shortly after they left, several waves of people arrived at the scene one after another.

The first to arrive were the people from Jianghu Inn.

Jianghu Inn has a branch at the foot of Longhu Mountain.

After all, Tianshi Mansion is the Taishan Beidou in the world of strange people, and their every move is watched by many people.

There are also branches of Jianghu Inn at Sanyi Gate, such as Yinghe Tower.

This time Zhang Zhiwei took so many brothers out, so they naturally found something.

As an intelligence organization, Jianghu Inn generally does not intervene in disputes, but only records them.

So, they did not show up during the previous fight, and now that the fight is over, they came to collect intelligence.

There were three people from Jianghu Inn. One was responsible for the scene survey, one was holding a drawing board to record the scene, and the other was digging Liang Ting's tomb. The three had clear division of labor.

The people who surveyed the scene, like veteran criminal investigators, could restore the scene of the fight almost completely just from some traces of fighting left on the ground.

This was a familiar thing, but this time, the veteran was in trouble.

The result of his restoration was really unbelievable.

When they came, they knew that one of the two sides in this battle was the Little Heavenly Master of Dragon and Tiger, and the other was the Grand Master of Quanxing, the White Owl Liang Ting.

The Grand Master fought against the Little Heavenly Master. He thought it would be an extremely fierce and exciting battle.

The terrifying traces of fighting at the scene also proved this point.

He couldn't wait to restore the scene, wanting to peek into this peak battle from these clues.

But after he restored the scene, he found that it was not like that at all. This was not an equal fight at all, and it was not even a fight.

It was like a strong adult beating a thin child. Can you call this a fight? This is simply bullying!

"What is going on? Is there something wrong..." He once doubted his professional ability.

Before joining Jianghu Xiaozhan, he was the temple chief of the Dali Temple in the previous dynasty. He handled at least 800 cases, if not 1,000. There was no big mistake in restoring the scene.

"Could it be that there is something wrong with the opponent of the little Tianshi, not Liang Ting? That's not right. Those marks are clearly caused by soft bones!" He came to Liang Ting's tomb with a puzzled look.

Liang Ting's tomb had been dug up, and his dead appearance was also revealed in front of several people, but because his head was crushed by a foot, his face was unrecognizable and could not be judged from his appearance.

"Is this Liang Ting, the white owl?" he asked.

The staff member in charge of the autopsy said: "Although the body was seriously damaged, judging from the broken soft bones and the black tendons remaining on the body, it is undoubtedly Liang Ting. By the way, how did you restore it?"

"I have completed the restoration, but the result is hard for me to believe!"

"How hard is it to believe?" the autopsy staff asked.

"The traces of destruction at the scene, except for a huge lightning mark, were mostly caused by Liang Ting's soft bones and his body hitting the ground."

"Based on these traces, I can only judge that Liang Ting was constantly attacking. As for the little Tianshi, it seems that he didn't attack much and was always passively beaten until..."

He pointed to the long lightning mark from the valley to the bamboo forest and said:

"Until Liang Ting wanted to escape, they had a few brief exchanges of hands. This is why the battlefield has been transferred from the valley to the bamboo forest."

"In short, this battle is too strange. Liang Ting, the great master, seems to be very vulnerable in front of the little Tianshi, just like a child facing an adult. Do you think the secret letter sent back to the headquarters needs to be written like this?"

The person in charge of the autopsy said: "I think it's possible. Did you notice that although the young master brought many people this time, they were all junior disciples. Not only did they not pose a threat to Liang Ting, but they were also a burden."

"But even so, he still brought them, and brought them back intact, which shows that he was confident. Perhaps, the facts are as you deduced."

"I understand!" The restorer nodded and sighed: "Speaking of which, those of us stationed in the Longhushan branch are also people who often hear about Zhang Zhiwei's deeds. This kid has always been an existence beyond imagination. Every time we collect information about him, we almost refresh our cognition. Thinking about it this way, the previous incredible things seem to make sense."

At this time, the person in charge of drawing the scene had recorded everything and notified them to prepare to withdraw.

The person in charge of the autopsy put Liang Ting's body as it was, and then closed the tomb. The three of them disappeared in Guishan in a flash.

Not long after the people from Jianghu Inn left, another group of people arrived. Most of them had ferocious faces. Some carried weapons, like knights, and some wore colorful clothes, like alchemists.

If the previous Jianghu Inn intelligence personnel had not left, they would have recognized that these were all Quanxing monsters, but most of them were nameless people with weak strength.

After all, Guishan is not far from Longhushan, and the appearance of a master from Quanxing here is too eye-catching, which is easy to attract the attention of Longhushan.

Some small minions, on the other hand, are not cared about by many people. As long as they don't do anything serious, no one will care.

Liang Ting's status in Quanxing was not low. As soon as he died, Mrs. Quanxing Liu, who was in charge of the summons, spread the news of his death.

Some nearby Quanxing minions learned that Liang Ting died at the hands of the Little Heavenly Master, and also found out that the Little Heavenly Master had left, so they made an appointment to come and have a look.

An alchemist in colorful clothes looked at Liang Ting’s tombstone and said:

"Liang Ting's tomb? Niubi from Longhu Mountain is so kind, beating people to death and then burying them with monuments?"

A bald man holding a nine-ring sword spat and said with disdain:

"People in the righteous way like to do these hypocritical things. Don't they say that the little heavenly master is a ruthless person who can kill or bury him? Why does he do such stupid things? It's really disgusting. ”

"After all, they are just hypocrites. If ever, our masters of the universe can kill the little Celestial Master, it will be so majestic. I will straighten my back when walking."

Another person said: "I'm afraid it won't be easy. There was a siege last time. In the end, the boy who held the tomb, Monk Dengcao and others died. We didn't succeed that time. It will be difficult to think about it again in the future..."

But at this moment, a bone-chilling chill suddenly enveloped them.

"Is there an ambush in Niubi?"

The bald man just now shouted angrily, holding the nine-ringed sword high in his hand. Although the sword was heavy, it seemed particularly light in his hand. He immediately started slashing towards the area where he sensed it.

What he used was the Five Tigers' Door-Breaking Sword Technique. Although the Door-Breaking Sword sounded a little unsightly, in his hand he still slashed out several crescent-shaped swords that were several meters long.

Several sword slashes struck the ground, leaving several blades about three inches deep, while those that struck the air disappeared after flying for more than ten meters.

However, after some operations, apart from making the already messy ground even messier, no one was hit.

But at this moment, there was an intrusive sneer from the surroundings.

Immediately afterwards, something unbelievable happened. The bald man's head suddenly slipped off, and blood rushed out of his neck like a fountain.

And his headless body was still wielding a nine-ringed sword. His body didn't collapse until his head fell to the ground.

The other omnisexual monsters all looked at this scene with horrified faces. Until the bald man fell to the ground, they didn't see how the other party took action.

"This kind of clean and neat killing method is not like a Taoist priest, but more like a killer." One of them said in a panic.

"It's the killer. This is the Tang Sect's hidden line. It's like a trap. Don't move around, be careful!" One of the men in black was very knowledgeable and shouted quickly.

Upon hearing the reminder, everyone quickly stopped and stood still.

But some people still had no time to react and took a few more steps. By the time they wanted to stop, it was already too late. There was intense pain in their bodies, not strong, like being bitten by an ant.

But then, the pain quickly amplified, a large amount of blood began to appear on the body, and terrifying blood marks penetrated the body.

Soaked in blood, the originally invisible object suddenly took form and turned into threads that were invisible to the naked eye.

These threads were so sharp that they cut off the man's limbs in just an instant, causing blood to flow all over the floor.

Meanwhile, those who stood still began to suffer.

There was a subtle cracking sound in the air, very small, very sharp, very dense...

These thin lines were closing rapidly, and for a moment, screams were heard one after another, and thick blood spattered.

These omnisexual monsters with different methods are like insects caught in a spider's web and ready to be slaughtered, unable to struggle at all.

There were also people who were fighting hard and trying to cut off the filaments, but there were constant crackling sounds in the air, and from time to time someone's head would be blown off by inexplicable means.

Someone was taking action in secret, but they had no way of discovering it. Only a few people with the ability to protect themselves could still protect themselves.

For a time, people kept dying, too many people died, and there was blood everywhere in the area.

The blood hung on those silk threads, making them visible.

I saw that this bamboo forest was covered with transparent threads. These threads were so subtle that it was difficult to detect, but they were unimaginably tough. They were like a dense spider web, covering them all.

"Such a profound and powerful hidden line control method belongs to the Tang Sect killer, White Spider Youke." Someone shouted.

"This thread is still poisonous, and the one who took action was the green spider You Shou!" Another person roared.

As soon as he finished speaking, two people, one tall and one short, walked out of the air.

The tall one, wearing black clothes, has a strong build, thick eyebrows and big eyes, and a fierce look. This is the Green Spider Yushou.

The short one, wearing white clothes, with flowing white hair and a handsome face, is the white spider Youke.

The Tang Sect has many methods, and the disciples in the sect each have their own specialties. Gao Yingcai is good at hidden weapons, especially objects, Dong Chang is good at poison barriers, Xu Xin is versatile, but he is good at everything and loose at all, and Yu Gu is good at Xubu...

You Ke and You Shou are the best at using hidden threads, so they are also nicknamed White and Green Spiders.

Seeing You Ke and You Shou appeared, a Quan Xing disciple whose hands and feet were cut off by hidden threads roared unwillingly:

"What does it have to do with your Tang Clan if the little Celestial Master from Longhu Mountain fights with our omnipotent white owl? Why do you Tang Clan come to join in the fun?"

There are also people who are begging for mercy, saying that they have no grievances and no enmity, and begging them to let them go.

"We are not without grudges." White Spider You Ke said grimly: "We found out Liang Ting's whereabouts and came to kill him, but it seems that we are a little late. Now Liang Ting is dead, so we will use your heads to make up the number. After all, we are here, so we can't make a wasted trip."

"Stop talking nonsense, cut them!" Green Spider You Shou said.

After that, the two tightened the hidden line at the same time, and countless blade-like thin lines passed through those people. Their whole bodies were instantly torn into pieces and turned into scarlet blood flowers.

After everyone died, the air twisted and more people appeared. One of them had a head of white hair like dry grass, looked haggard, and had a sad face. It was Gao Yingcai, a master of Tang Sect.

Next to him, there was his apprentice Zhang Wang, and a master of Tang Sect wearing a gray robe and a long mustache.

The last time the assassination attempt on Liang Ting failed, Gao Yingcai lost his loved ones, and even his beloved daughter was tortured to the point of going crazy because of the humiliation.

After the Tang Sect accepted the order, as long as the employer did not withdraw the order and the target did not die, the pursuit would not stop.

These days, Gao Yingcai wanted to kill his enemy all the time.

Finally, the sect issued a hunting order against Liang Ting again. This time, an elite team came, but the leader was not Gao Yingcai, but Tang Houren.

Tang Houren is a junior brother of Tang Sect leader Tang Bingwen, and one of the very few people in Tang Sect who can use Danxi.

It is different from the Danxi of the eldest master Tang Jiaren, which is close-range but terrifying in number, and also different from the three super-long-range Danxi of the eldest master of Tang Sect.

Tang Houren has only one Danxi, not to mention the least number, and even the attack distance is shorter than that of the eldest master.

At the beginning, he once thought he was useless.

But gradually, he found that when he used Danxi in his Qi, the occupancy rate of his own meridians was very low.

This means that when he activates Danxi, not only will it have little impact on his own actions, but he can also take into account some other means, such as the illusion body barrier.

The illusion body barrier can be physically invisible, and combined with the Tang Sect's means of concealing Qi, it can make the Tang Sect killer come and go without a trace.

But this has great limitations. If the target is strong or has strong perception, it is easy to see through.

And in the Tang Sect, the best means of concealing Qi is Danxi.

Once Danxi is activated, the breath of the person will disappear completely, and the effect is far better than any means of concealing breath.

It's just that Danxi is a big means that occupies a large number of Qi trajectories and Qi penetrates three Dantians. When Danxi is activated, many methods that cannot be used cannot be used.

But this does not apply to Tang Houren.

He can use Danxi to conceal his breath, and then use the illusion body barrier to conceal his body.

The combination of the two, if you are not extremely good at observation, you can't find it at all.

Therefore, even if his Danxi is small in number and close in distance, he is still a very scary killer.