Chapter 992 (1/2)

In the deep palace, a figure walks out slowly. Although the pace is slow, with each step, the void spreads out a wave of pressure and comes down heavily, making all the strong men of yin and Yang sweating.

This figure is a middle-aged man, about 50 years old. He is dressed in black. His figure is a little thin. His facial features are like a knife and an axe. He has a gloomy feeling.

At the moment, he looked coldly at the crowd below, his eyes slightly coagulated, and a sharp golden light swept by, with a trace of ancient flavor.

”I just closed up for a few days. Such a big event happened in Qingling city. If Jiang Feng died, it would be fine. But Jiang Buxiao's death will directly affect my reputation. Don't you know that?” The middle-aged man drank low again, and his whole body was full of anger, which made the strong men of yin and Yang dare not look directly at him.

”I tell you, elder Jiang, when he went to revenge, we didn't know much about it. What's more, the other side's cultivation was not as good as that of elder Jiang. We didn't pay attention to it subconsciously.”

”When we felt that something was wrong, old Jiang had already fallen on the spot, and even his bones had been turned into powder. According to others, the man had only one move and burned him to death. No one could have foreseen that.”

”Originally, we wanted to investigate, but the residence of the man was Qingchen Pavilion. After careful consideration, he did not dare to act rashly, so as not to disturb the elder elder's plan.”

A group of people bowed, their mouths chattering.

Jiang Buxiao's death is indeed sudden. They can't predict it at all. However, these elders seem to be a piece of iron, but in fact, each of them has a hidden calculation and will not do anything without profit.

Therefore, they didn't care much about Jiang Buxiao's death. What they said just now was more of a shirking of responsibility and did not want to have anything to do with it.

Jiang qianjue's whole face sank down, and the golden light in his eyes twinkled. After thinking for a moment, he snorted coldly. The big knife and golden horse sat at the first place, and said directly, ”have you investigated the person who killed Jiang Buxiao?”

”The general investigation is clear, but...” A Seven Star Valley elder stood up, he just opened his mouth, Jiang qianjue's expression suddenly changed, cold voice a drink: ”say!”

The elder beat a cold cicada, and said in a hurry: ”the man is about 30 years old. He is a thin man with a pale face. His cultivation has reached four levels of yin and Yang. His weapon is a scepter, which can breathe out the flames of terror. In addition, he seems to be a body builder. He once blocked the sword of Xiajiang elder with only one hand.”

”Oh?”

Hearing this, Jiang qian can't help but be surprised. He knows Jiang Buxiao's strength. The opponent can block the powerful red flame Epee with only one hand. It can be seen that Jiang Buxiao will die so quickly.

”According to my investigation, the man, surnamed Chu, is a sanxiu. Three days ago, Su Jingan disguised his identity and left Qingling city secretly. It is estimated that he was going to seek the help of this man. As for other information, it is still under investigation.” The Seven Star Valley elder said nothing, while talking, while observing the change of Jiang qianjue's expression.

”Three days is not long. If you come and go, you can only leave the Seven Star Valley. So it seems that the man is a hermit monk, not from wanjian Pavilion.” Jiang qianjue thought about his chin and whispered to himself.

Jiang qianjue naturally knew about the great change of wanjian Pavilion. He also knew that Su Jingan and Chu Xingyun had a deep friendship, so after hearing this, he thought of wanjian Pavilion subconsciously.

But now, he has basically rejected this idea. He has been back and forth for three days. He is 30 years old. He can manipulate the flames of terror at will. He can never come from wanjian Pavilion.

Seeing Jiang qianjue bow his head and meditate, a group of elders dare not speak, and their eyes keep spinning, and they all want to stay away from the matter.