Three days later, in the plum blossom forest at the foot of Lingyun Peak, bursts of smoke came from Nie Xiaorou's residence, and an extremely strong smell of meat scent floated everywhere.

The leader of Lingyun Sect, Han Yang, was busy working around the barbecue grill, his face was extremely gloomy. Unexpectedly, the blood-torming Pavilion Master actually used his strongest lord system to barbecue!

Han Yang felt extremely aggrieved when he was 10,000 grass mud horses galloped past, and felt extremely aggrieved. He first exchanged a Turkish barbecue machine with the system, then a solar barbecue grill, and also exchanged a number of ingredients for these people to enjoy! Even he himself had never used it like this!

Li Bumian picked up a skewer of grilled Kobe beef and looked at the almost perfect color on the beef, constantly overflowing with golden juice. Li Bumian sighed: "Did you be a chef before?"

Han Yang was so depressed that he was about to vomit blood. Where did he ever work as a chef? These were all techniques that were exchanged for points to the system, comparable to the Michelin three-star chef.

"I haven't done it before." Han Yang snorted dissatisfied. If Li Bumian had weak strength, he would definitely use the grill to roast Li Bumian now.

Li Bumian was speechless. Han Yang hummed very arrogantly, and it turned out to be a little princess.

Li Bumian handed the roasted meat from Han Yang to Dongfang Legend, "Try it, it tastes pretty good."

The blond hair of the Oriental Legend has a strange shape and is wearing a blue and white armor. Li Bumian used the method of obtaining the Sharingan before to modify the genes of the Oriental Legend's pupils, and turned into the emerald green like a Nordic person, cosplaying King Arthur.

The Legend of Oriental nodded shyly, took the barbecue and started to eat it in small mouthfuls.

Han Yang felt a numbness in his scalp when he saw it. The evil taste of the blood-torming Pavilion Master made people panic. However, this Eastern legend is really a bit cute, especially the dazed hair at the end of his hair. I don’t know how the blood-torming Pavilion Master made it.

The family of Xuebu Pavilion was eating barbecue together, but Han Yang was extremely depressed.

"Did you feel the movement three days ago?"

Han Yang flipped over the barbecue, his face extremely solemn, and asked Li Bumian.

"Are you referring to that small earthquake?"

Li Bumian picked up a skewer of barbecue and fed it to Yan Qingling. Yan Qingling was full of joy and ate it shyly, with extremely small mouthfuls, like a hamster, which made people feel pity.

Han Yang's eyelids twitched, and Li Bumian looked so arrogant that he was really begging.

"Yes, that's the small earthquake."

"Do you know what that means?" Li Bumian fed Nie Xiaorou and said carelessly.

"If I guess correctly, there is already a sword master, Bintian..."

Everyone present was stunned. Sword Master, dead!?

"How did you know?"

Li Bumian frowned and picked up a skewer of barbecue to feed Shangguan Yun, but Shangguan Yun refused embarrassedly, saying that he could.

"Listen to what Elder Zheng said, there was a disciple of Chen Jian Sect suddenly possessed at the birthday banquet of Taiqing Temple, and his strength became extremely strong. Then the secrets of Wufeng Continent began to spread like crazy. All of this was the plan of that person."

Han Yang flipped the barbecue and said calmly.

"That person?" Li Bumian said with some confusion: "I have seen a person who looks the same as him, but he is just a master in the world of Yifan. Do you know anything?"

Han Yang replied: "This is the incarnation of the sword intent of that person on Wufeng Continent. There are many, and it is not surprising that you have seen it."

"Is that true? If you say that, do you know who that person is?"

"I don't know, I only know that there are many strangers on Wufeng Continent who are attracted by him, and I am one of them." Han Yang said calmly.

Li Bumian's eyes flashed. Who is this person? He actually possesses such supernatural powers! No matter how you think about it, it is impossible for a monk to do it.

Li Bumian remembered the words Liang Chenyue had before he was dying again. He was not attracted by him, so where did he come from? Thinking of that strange warning window, was he a pawn of another force?

Li Bumian suddenly felt unhappy and extremely unhappy.

"Ga...Moke, that adult, ****."

Dongfang Sao stood on Li Bumian's shoulder and said something, but the last few words seemed to be silenced by a mysterious force, and he heard nothing.

No one cared about it and continued to eat barbecue.

"Your PPT is doing very well, just do what you said."

Li Bumian said coldly.

Han Yang was furious and almost vomited blood, but he insisted on enduring it.

"By the way, I have already told the story of the Lingyun Sect's investment in the alliance. All the righteous sects in the southern region have expressed their desire to join and not be forced by the five major sects. At the same time, they also want to attack the Lord of Senluo Sword."

Han Yang said so.

"alliance?"

"It's what you call a blood abuse group." Han Yang said speechlessly. I don't know why Li Bumian gave such a modern name, but it still sounds quite imposing.

"Is this so? It's very good..." Li Bumian said indifferently. If this happens, the Southern Region's Demonic Way will be conquered, and only five major sects and the Gu family will be able to do it all.

At this time, a disciple of Lingyun Sect came in and bowed to Li Bumian and Han Yang respectively.

Han Yang frowned and quickly left the barbecue, not wanting others to see his own dilemma.

"Is there anything wrong?" Han Yang said coldly.

The disciple of Lingyun Sect was covered with a fine cold sweat on his forehead and said, "Report to the sect leader, I have a big deal to report to you!"

"you say."

"Just three days ago, the Lord of the Emperor Sword... Bintian!"

boom!

Everyone present was stunned when they were struck by lightning. As Han Yang said, the movements three days ago were a sign of the death of the Sword Lord.

...

The news of the death of the Emperor Sword Lord was faster than the news of the death of the Emperor Sword Lord.

The head of Taiqingguan looked at the parchment in his hand and was stunned for a moment.

"There is no need to wait until three months later. The Gu family's hunting time will be advanced, just ten days later."

After the faceless man said this, he disappeared without a trace.

The head of Taiqingguan was furious and swept his sleeves suddenly. All the books on the desk were rewritten on the ground, making him a master of desktop cleaning.

Ten days! This is too urgent. The Master of Senluo Sword is forcing the palace. He either rebels immediately, starts the war immediately, or becomes honest, which makes the head of Taiqingguan extremely troubled.

The Faceless Man had just left, and the head of Taiqing Temple received a shocking news, like five thunders thunder, and he was stunned.

"The Lord of the Emperor Sword... Bintian."

Like Taiqing Temple, the other four major sects also received this extremely unexpected news at the same time.

After receiving this news, the attitudes of the five major sects changed instantly. The Sword Master is not invincible, and the Sword Master is...will die!

...

In the middle of Senluo Jianzhou, a dark altar that soars into the sky is extremely tall, and it seems that you can pick the sun, moon and stars with your hands.

A middle-aged man wearing a black dragon emperor robe stared at the direction of Huangji Sword Continent, with a little recollection in his eyes covered with fine wrinkles on the corners of his eyes.

"Huangji...the first person to die was actually you."

The Son Luo Sword Lord pinched his chin, and it seemed like a cold statue, petrified, and fell into eternal memories.

At this time, a faceless man without facial features walked up to the altar and wanted to report the latest news to the Lord of Senluo Sword. However, looking at the Lord of Senluo Sword, he was very tactful and did not disturb him, and silently got off the altar.

As day and night alternated, the Lord of Senluo Sword stood like a sculpture for a long time, and finally put down his hand that pinched his chin.

"This is all...destiny."

The Sword Lord Senluo seemed to have figured out something and said to himself.
Chapter completed!