A martial arts conference was held on Mount Wutai, and a small fortress was built on the top of another mountain peak. The fortress was not very big or very gorgeous, but there was an active volcano underground.

This active volcano erupted three hundred years ago. After the scorching magma cooled down, it formed hills and gullies. After hundreds of years of precipitation, these hills regained their vitality. There were flowers and grasses, sika deer, roe deer, and sweet springs flowed down from the top of the mountain.

It is like this mountain that actually establishes the largest killer organization in the world, which is the terrifying Seven Killing Society.

No one knows where the Qisha Society is. This organization comes and goes without a trace, just like the soul-catching black and white impermanence, which seduces your soul away when it is quiet.

People in the world are extremely wary of the Qishahui. This kind of wariness is a value for life and a recognition of the Qishahui's strength. They can assassinate any prey they want to assassinate because their killers are strong enough to ignore any sect in the world.

This fortress is nothing special when viewed from a distance, no different from the ordinary base. It is even like a villa in the mountains, except that the villa is occupied, and the people living here are not people, but a group of killers with the purpose of assassination.

There were no less than thirty whistles near the fortress. These people were hiding on the big trees around the fortress. Not to mention ordinary people, even martial arts masters could hardly detect their aura and existence.

There are seven or eight guards at the gate of the fortress. All of these guards have a long breath. They stand in front of the fortress, their eyes constantly scanning the surroundings. Once there is a situation, they will immediately react.

Behind the gate are two high towers, two meters high, and there is a platform on the tower, where two patrol people stand, each standing, looking up and keeping an eye on the scenery in the distance. As long as someone is in sight, they will notify everyone and be vigilant.

At least there are three teams of patrolmen on the aisle inside the fortress, one shift for half an hour, responsible for guarding all matters inside the fortress.

Three levels, one after another, there are almost no masters in the world who can sneak into the fortress of the Seven Killing Society without any alarm without disturbing these three levels. No one, no one has ever been!

Because this is the fortress of the Seven Killing Society, a fortress that gathers major killers in the world.

After being injured by Jin Suiyuan in Wutai Mountain, Feng Xiaoyang was recuperating in the cave for a day and his complexion recovered a lot. On Wutai Mountain, he was a killer with the ground size of the Seven Killing Society. If someone found out, it would be bad. So the next day, he didn't think much about it. He just left Li Hu alone on Wutai Mountain to observe the situation, and he and two other subordinates returned to the Seven Killing Society.

The three of them knew from the secret whistle around them as soon as they went up the mountain, but Feng Xiaoyang was a killer in the ground. Who dared to stop him, so they did not show up, but let him go all the way.

The three of them arrived in front of the gate, and seven or eight guards stepped forward to block the way. When they saw that it was Feng Xiaoyang, they immediately smiled and said, "So it's a soul-catching messenger. Are you going to go in and meet the leader?"

"Nonsense, if you don't come to see the leader, are you still here?" Wang Bao has a bad temper and has a bad reputation in the Seven Killing Society. He often teaches these people who are guarding outside the door a lesson.

"Yes!" The guard nodded and bowed. He was just a yellow killer, even lower than Wang Bao. In this Seven Killing Club, which depends on his strength, the level is power. So in the face of Wang Bao's scolding, the guard could only swallow his anger, but he had already scolded Wang Bao millions of times in his heart.

"Soul-Seeing Messenger, please show your token. If there is no token, you cannot let you in!" Another guard was brave. According to the rules of the Seven Killing Society, every time someone came in, they would show a token that symbolizes themselves. They didn't look at who you were, they only looked at the sign. There was no sign. Even if you were a killer with a font size, they could not enter.

"You don't want to live anymore, but you dare to ask the messenger to show your token!" Wang Bao shouted.

"This is the order of the leader, and my subordinates are just following the order. Please be considerate of my subordinates. If you do not show the token, my subordinates will never let you in!" The guard's attitude was very firm.

As the killer of the Seven Killing Society, Feng Xiaoyang naturally knew the rules in the organization. This rule was set by the leader, in order to avoid disguising himself and interfering with the Seven Killing Society to find out the news, so he specially made his own token for the killer of the Xuan character and the killer of the Xuan character. These tokens are all from the same jade material, and no one in the world can imitate them, so there will be an unwritten rule of "recognizing cards but not people".

I have to say that this approach is very reasonable and very safe. After all, Xuan-type killers or even more advanced killers are all martial arts masters. It is very difficult to get the tokens from them.

And tokens become the symbol of these killers.

Feng Xiaoyang is withdrawn, but it does not mean that he will bully others like Wang Bao. Rather than saying that he cannot, these low-level guards do not have the qualifications to face him. Who would lose his temper with a group of ants?

He reached out to take out his token, but his hand stopped the next moment!

The token in your arms is gone?

Feng Xiaoyang was shocked. This token was inseparable from him. He even placed it in his sight when he was bathing, and it was impossible to throw it away. It was even more fantasy for others to secretly steal his token.

Could it be lost when I was in Mount Wutai?

Feng Xiaoyang suddenly thought that when he was fighting with Jin Suiyuan that day, when he was defeated and fled, the token in his arms was likely to fall into the woods. He was seriously injured at the time and did not notice this. Now that the token is gone, how should he find it back?

Several guards looked at Feng Xiaoyang's bronze mask, and the more they looked, the more suspicious they became. The reason why they wanted to block Feng Xiaoyang's way was, firstly, because this was the rule of the Seven Killing Society, and secondly, Feng Xiaoyang was become a soul-catching messenger in the Seven Killing Society. No one had ever seen his true face, nor had anyone ever seen him injured. This time, Feng Xiaoyang brought Wang Bao and the others back, and it seemed that he was in a bad state, obviously he was injured.

Feng Xiaoyang is a killer with a font size and a master at the peak of enlightenment. Apart from those unborn people and the heads of the eight major sects, there are really few people in the world who can fight with them.

Such a person can easily be injured? Moreover, the Qiks have not issued the Qiks order recently, and there is no major action. It is logical that it should not attract experts who are comparable to the master of the Transformation Realm.

Now, Feng Xiaoyang seems to be unable to produce a token symbolizing his identity. Such things are linked together, which seems to make people feel that Feng Xiaoyang has some problems. So the guard immediately stepped forward and his tone slightly heavier: "Please show your token, otherwise it will be difficult for subordinates to explain to the leader!"

"Do you understand the rules? The messenger is injured. Let it go quickly. Otherwise, the messenger will delay the messenger's healing. Can you bear it?" Wang Bao knew that Feng Xiaoyang's injuries had not healed yet, and when he came back to Qishahui, he wanted to heal as soon as possible, but at this time he was stopped by his own people, he shouted angrily.

"I don't dare to do things according to the rules. If the leader blames me, I can't afford it." The guard was so scared that he was sweating profusely. But think about this rule, the leader set up. No matter how arrogant and domineering the soul envoy, he would not dare to fight against the leader.

When Wang Bao saw this man taking the leader to compete with him, he did not withdraw for a while. Although the leader rarely appeared in the Qiks Society, many people had never even seen the leader. Subconsciously, his immediate superior status was higher than that of the leader, but no matter what, the Qiks Society was always founded by the leader. He was the master of the Qiks Society and the master of all killers. There is no doubt about this.

No one can refute the rules set by the leader, and naturally he cannot violate them. Otherwise, he is despising the authority of the leader and betraying the will of the Qisha Society. This is a huge crime.

"Of course there is no problem in abiding by the leader's rules. But this messenger rushed back in a hurry and did not bring the token with him." Feng Xiaoyang said expressionlessly.

"This?" When the guard heard this, he smiled bitterly: "Don't make things difficult for subordinates."

"Are you doubting that this messenger is Feng Xiaoyang?" Feng Xiaoyang saw doubts in his eyes and panic. This is how people are. The more panicked and shaken the heart, the more likely they are to be controlled by others and guessed by others.

"I dare not. I am just following the order, how dare I question the identity of the envoy? It is my subordinate who deserves to die, and I deserves to die!" When the guard heard this, his face suddenly pale and he quickly knelt on the ground and begged for mercy.

Although Feng Xiaoyang's tone was very ordinary and gentle, I don't know why there was always a breath of death that emitted. This strange aura made people feel scared and couldn't help but tremble.

Seeing the guard's cowardly look as if he was so scared that he was about to wet his pants, Feng Xiaoyang smiled coldly: "This messenger wants you to die. Do you still have a chance to speak? All retreat, otherwise you don't blame me for breaking your head!"

"Yes, yes, let's get out of here!" The guards were shocked by Feng Xiaoyang's murderous aura. They dared not say a word, and they all gave up a way to let Feng Xiaoyang walk over.

Feng Xiaoyang waved his sleeves, and everyone saw him revealing his arms. Suddenly, a bunch of black bugs surged out of his arms. All of the bugs looked ferocious, like ghost insects in hell. The black bugs made people's scalp numb and scared to speak.

"Hmph!" Feng Xiaoyang snorted coldly, rolled up his sleeves and walked towards the inside of the fortress.

"Insect Efficacy? This is the Insect Efficacy!"

Everyone was stunned. They had never seen Feng Xiaoyang's true face, but it did not mean that they did not know Feng Xiaoyang's unique kung fu "Word Devouring Kung fu". Only Feng Xiaoyang practiced this kind of kung fu alone. It is said that those who practice this kind of kung fu can become the owner of any insect and control the insects for his use.

People in the Seven Killing Society have never really seen such kung fu. Today, they didn't expect Feng Xiaoyang to use it himself. I have to say that they are a feast for their eyes.

This also dispelled any doubts. No one in the world except Feng Xiaoyang should be able to perform.

Feng Xiaoyang and others entered the fortress.

"Assign the messenger!"

"Assign the messenger!"

Feng Xiaoyang is a killer with a font size, and his status in the Qikiao Society is naturally of great importance. The patrol personnel in the fortress are all low-level killers. When they saw Feng Xiaoyang saluting him, Feng Xiaoyang didn't even look at him and passed by.

Wang Bao said: "Emister, do you want to go back to your room to recuperate? Do you want to go and find the Medicine King to come and see you?"

Feng Xiaoyang looked sideways and said coldly: "No, I will deal with my injuries. You all go down!"

Wang Bao nodded and said, "Sir, obey the order!" After that, he took the charming girl back.

Feng Xiaoyang stood in the aisle and turned toward the ground.

This mountain turned out to be an active volcano. Although it has not erupted for hundreds of years, there is still a huge lava pit in the shining place, and the fortress is built on top of the lava pit.

But according to rumors, when the Seven Killing Society was established, the fortress was not built here, but was built in the Yanjing area. It was not until fifteen years ago that the leader came to power that the fortress moved here.

The killers of the four levels of Tiandi Xuanhuang in the Seven Killing Society live in this fortress, but only the killers with the earth size know that there is a secret of this fortress, that is, the whereabouts of the leader.

Strangely, the leader of the Qisha Society once said fifteen years ago that no matter whether it is a killer with a size of a size of a size of a size of a size of a size of a size of a size of a size of a size of a size of a size of a size of a size of a size of a size of a size of a size of a size of a size of a size of a size of a size of a size of a size of a size of a size of a size of a size of a size of a size of a size of a size of a size of a size of a size of a size of a size of a size of a size of a size of a size of a size of a size of a size of a size of a size of a size of a size of a size of a size of a size of a size of a size of a size of a size of a size of a size of a size of a size of a size of a size of a size of a size of a size of a size of a size of a size of a size of a size of a size of a size of a size of a size of a size of a size

Feng Xiaoyang often performs assassination missions outside and hardly returns to the fortress. What's more, he has always been accustomed to being withdrawn and has not had a good relationship with the other three killers in the country. There is no need to live here. He hasn't even come back in a year.

But this time he came down from Mount Wutai, but he rushed back without stopping to meet the leader.

A secret passage leads directly to the ground. Only a few of them know about this secret passage. Feng Xiaoyang came down from the secret passage. The secret passage was very dark. There was no lamp on both sides. There was a little moss on the dark stone road. Although Feng Xiaoyang could not see the road, he could walk on flat ground. It can be seen how high his lightness skills were.

The secret passage is very long, forty or fifty feet, winding and twisting, but everyone who walks knows that this road is towards the depths of the mountains.

The road without lamps is not very humid, but it is very dry, just like a big steamer. The hotter it gets below, the hotter it gets, as if the sun is shining. The further you go, the closer you are to the hot sun.

Since joining the Seven Killing Society, Feng Xiaoyang has only been here three times. All these three times are thrilling. Nothing in the world is more exciting and frightening than seeing the leader, and it makes people wonder what will happen in the next second.

After about a stick of incense, Feng Xiaoyang finally saw the end of the secret passage. There was a cave at the end. A dazzling golden light emitted from the entrance of the cave. The golden light flashed, as if it was flowing and alive.

There were two people standing at the entrance of the cave, one was very fat and the other was very thin. They were like two door gods, one on the left and the other on the right guarding the entrance of the cave.

"Master Fangshan, I'm asking to see the leader!" Feng Xiaoyang changed his previous majesty outside, and immediately bent down and said respectfully to the two of them.

In the Seven Killing Society, in addition to the leader who can make Feng Xiaoyang humble, the only one who can make the dragon look like the head but not the tail is left.

The fat and thin two are the killers of the Tianzi, one is named Fang Shan and the other is Fang Yi. These two are twin brothers. They have been together since childhood. Later, they learned a lot of skills from somewhere and joined the Seven Killing Society. As a result, in ten years, they were in a state of great success. Both of them became the peak powerhouses of enlightenment.

To be the masters who are both masters at the peak of the enlightenment realm, Feng Xiaoyang and the other three local killers should have the strength of being almost the same as these two brothers. Why are they Tianzi killers?

Others may have one plus one equals two, but the two brothers have been in the same mind since childhood, and the skills they practice are complementary. It would be fine if the two did not join forces, at most they were a little stronger than Feng Xiaoyang. But once the two joined forces, they would be invincible in the realm of transformation, and even the North Sea Mad Dragon Mei Ruochen, known as the "Sword Saint", dare not say that they could get any benefits from the joint efforts of these two brothers.

Feng Xiaoyang was arrogant and did not take the other three people seriously, but when faced with these two monster-level figures, he could not have the idea of ​​underestimating them. It is no exaggeration to say that if the two were willing to kill him, they would seriously hurt him in an instant.

"So it's the little madman who is here. Why? I didn't bring anything to pay mercy to our brothers when I went out?" The person who spoke was Fang Shan. Fang Shan was a fat man, a pure fat man, not tall, but weighed 160 pounds. No one knew that he was so fat, and he was actually a devil who killed people without blinking.

"I know how to eat every day, and then eat, aren't you afraid that your stomach will explode?" Fang Yi is a thin man. Unlike Fang Shan, he is very tall, 1.8 meters tall, but he looks only about 100 kilograms, and his whole body looks like a slender bamboo pole.

A fat man and a thin man, this combination makes people laugh and cry, but at this moment, Feng Xiaoyang can't laugh, because he can't behave like a person. No matter how funny the two brothers look, they are the strongest killers of the Qiks. No, no matter who dares to laugh at them, he will die without a complete body.

Fortunately, the two of them stayed in this cave all year round, otherwise there would be more people who died in the world.

"Sir, Yunni cake, Qingye wine, and Xichuan's Bailingtang subordinates have sent people to buy it. You can try it at any time." Feng Xiaoyang said honestly.

"Haha, the little madman is really reliable in doing things. No wonder the leader promoted you to the fourth local killer." When he heard that there was food, Fang Shan was like a five or six-year-old child, dancing and laughing.

"You are a loser, you will be happy if someone gives you some food. After watching it for a few years, you will be so fat that you can't walk." Fang Yi is a thin man, so every time he sees his younger brother eating with relish, he feels that they are not from the same world.

"You care about my other people's business. I eat whatever I like, and I don't even pursue the leader. Why do you say it to others?" Fang Shanyi said righteously.

"Eat, eat, you will die sooner or later!" Fang Yi said with contempt.
Chapter completed!