Dong Yuncheng had the strength of the Connate Realm, while the direct descendant of the Dong family that he had killed had the strength of the Internal Formidable Realm.
It was not unusual for a Connate Expert to kill an Internal Formidable Expert, but what was unusual was Dong Yuncheng's saber strike. The saber intent of that strike was so powerful that it made everyone's scalp tingle. It was extremely amazing.
After that strike, Dong Yuncheng seemed to have regained his senses. He directly turned around and fled.
The person he had killed was one of the more outstanding direct descendants of the Dong family. More importantly, his father and grandfather were both deacons or elders of the Dong family.
If he continued to stay in the Dong family, he would lose his life.
Some disciples of the Dong family present were stunned for a moment. Then they immediately said angrily, "Go and tell the family head to chase after Dong Yuncheng immediately!"
The people of the Dong family were flustered and exasperated, but the people of the other sects present had a subtle expression on their faces.
It was rumored in the Jianghu that the Dong family possessed the most powerful saber art, the Seven Limits, passed down from ancient times. However, the Dong family had always denied it. But now?
Judging from the saber intent displayed by the disciple of the Dong family just now, they were sure that it was the Seven Limits!
Although no one in the Jianghu had seen this martial art, the Dong family had never been good at saber arts. Combined with their previous speculation, what else could it be if it was not the Seven Limits?
The Dong family had hidden it very deeply!
At this time, the Patriarch of the Dong family and Dong Qikun were entertaining those who had come to the Dong family to test them. Or rather, it was more appropriate to say that they were pretending to be courteous with them.
For these people, the rumors in the Jianghu only made them a little curious, but not to the extent that they would shed all pretense of cordiality to kill and rob. Therefore, they all came to the Dong family with all kinds of excuses to test them.
At this time, Chen Jiankong, the sect leader of the Ba Mountain Sword Sect, was among these people. He said with a smile, "Brother Dong, your Dong family is so stingy. Why don't you open our eyes when you get the benefits? Brother Dong, are you afraid that we will rob you? Besides, I'm just a sword user. Looking at the Seven Limits is just to broaden my horizons. Even if you give it to me for free, I won't learn it. "
At this moment, Dong Qikun simply wanted to spit blood, and he said with a helpless expression, "I've said it countless times, my Dong Clan really doesn't have any precious treasures. My Dong Clan hasn't even held the Opening Ceremony during this period of time, so where can we find any precious treasures?"
Chen Jiankong was just about to say something when he saw a disciple of the Dong Clan running over in a panic. He was just about to say something, but when he saw so many people in front of him, he forcefully swallowed his words.
He wanted to say something, but when he saw those people in front of him, Dong family, he swallowed his words. Dong Qikun said, "Qikun.
That disciple knew the big picture. With so many outsiders here, he wouldn't say anything even if he was beaten to death.
However, he didn't say anything, but a few more people walked in. They were all witnesses of Dong Chengyun's murder.
They immediately went to their respective Sect Masters or Patriarchs and told them the news in a low voice.
Chen Jiankong instantly roared with laughter when he heard this, and then he stood up and pointed at Dong Qikun as he roared with laughter. "Patriarch Dong, how dare you say that your Dong Clan doesn't have any precious treasures! Dong Qikun was dumbfounded. He stood up and pointed at Dong Qikun. "Dong Clan Master, you said your Dong family doesn't have any precious treasures!
Dong Qikun's face was filled with confusion. When he found out what had happened, he could not wait to tear Dong Chengyun's body into pieces!
It didn't matter whether Dong Chengyun had used the Seven Limits or not. Anyway, the rumor had been confirmed.
Everyone here glanced at the Dong Clan, and a wisp of surprise appeared in their eyes before they bid their farewells and left.
Of course, killing people and robbing them of their treasures wasn't something they could do right now, but they could try some other means.
Seeing this scene, Dong Qikun was so angry that he directly smashed a teacup. But what had happened had already happened. No matter how angry he was, it was useless. He had to send people to search for Dong Chengyun and find this traitor first.
When Chu Xiu, who had been staying outside the Dong Family, saw Dong Chengyun running out of the Dong Family in a panic, he knew what kind of choice he had made.
Of course, Chu Xiu didn't care about him. For Chu Xiu, Dong Chengyun was of no value. His role was to confirm the rumor that the Dong family had a treasure and add a trace of truth to it.
As for what would happen to Dong Chengyun in the future, it was not Chu Xiu's business. But if he didn't die this time, Chu Xiu had given him a saber. As long as nothing serious happened, he would definitely become a big shot in the future.
Now that the first rumor had been confirmed, it was time for Chu Xiu to carry out the next action. Of course, it was the last step.
Dong Chengyun was now a strong man with a saber, but he was holding gold in his hand, which could not turn into the Seven Treasures Glazed Glass. At that time, the Dong family would be the focus of everyone's attention.
No one in the whole Jianghu knew what the Seven Limits looked like. Even in the ancient books of some sects, there were few records of it. At most, there were only a few words.
Chu Xiu dared to make a fuss about the Seven Limits only because he himself had the real Seven Limits, and he also knew that no one had seen the real Seven Limits.
The reason was very simple. Chu Xiu had used the Sea Breaking Saber more than once in public, but still no one could see the origin of Chu Xiu's saber. Even the information of Wind Sweeping Building didn't have it.
Even with Wind Sweeping Tower's level of intelligence, they were unable to find out the history of Chu Xiu's attack, let alone others.
Therefore, under the instruction of Chu Xiu, Xie Xiaolou's subordinates spread the rumor to the outside world again. This rumor was more real and attractive than the last time.
In this rumor, the Dong family found an ancient relic in the Innumerable Huge Mountains, but they didn't make it public. Instead, they secretly excavated it. The Seven Limits were real, the Heaven Devouring Insects were real, and the Taoist Secret Book was also real.
Originally, the Dong Family was planning to make a fortune in silence. However, due to the unfair internal distribution, some of the disciples betrayed the Dong Family. The saber technique he used was one of the Seven Limits, and many people had witnessed it with their own eyes.
As witnesses of that scene, those aristocratic families and sects didn't say anything. They didn't agree or oppose it, but they secretly sent people to lurk around the Dong family, paying attention to the Dong family's movements all the time.
At this time, inside the Dong family, Dong Qikun and the Patriarch of the Dong family were both gloomy, not knowing what to do.
They had just denied it, but in the blink of an eye, such a thing happened. Who would believe them if they said it was true?
"What's going on with Dong Chengyun? Why does he know the Seven Limits saber method? "The Patriarch of the Dong family asked with a gloomy face.
Dong Qikun said helplessly, "Who knows? The other disciples said that they saw Dong Chengyun on the street this morning and mocked him. He didn't say anything. Who would have thought that he would kill him in the afternoon?"
The Patriarch of the Dong family said angrily, "What kind of Patriarch are you? Don't you care about the conflicts between the disciples of the family?
Don't think I don't know what you're thinking. You don't like Dong Chengyun because his father used to compete with you for the position of Patriarch.
But don't forget, you're the Patriarch now, representing the whole Dong family!
If you can't even tolerate Dong Chengyun, how can you tolerate the whole Dong family!? "
Dong Qikun's face was full of bad luck. He wanted to refute, but in the end, he didn't say anything.
In fact, he was really innocent this time. It had nothing to do with him.
No matter how petty Dong Qikun was, he wouldn't rush to compete with a junior martial artist like Dong Chengyun and deliberately suppress him.
But the problem was that even if he didn't want to suppress Dong Chengyun, he couldn't protect him, let alone give him a good attitude. So in the eyes of the other disciples of the Dong family, it seemed that Dong Qikun hated Dong Chengyun, so they tried to make things difficult for Dong Chengyun. In fact, they wanted to win Dong Qikun's favor, but unfortunately, Dong Qikun didn't even bother to look at it.
Just as they were talking, a strange laughter suddenly came from outside.
"Dong Qikun, we're old friends. I heard that your Dong family obtained a precious treasure. I, your old friend, would like to come and borrow it. I wonder if you can give me some face?"
Dong Qikun's expression changed. He followed the Patriarch of the Dong family out of the door and saw a sloppily dressed middle-aged man standing in front of the Dong family's gate. He was holding a strange weapon in his hand. It looked like a sword, but it wasn't a sword, but it wasn't a saber.
Dong Qikun knew this person, and he could indeed be regarded as his good friend.
This person was Wang Xuening, the Valley Master of the Cloud Ridge Valley, a Western Chu itinerant cultivator. He was surly and had an eccentric temper.
The number of martial artists in the Cloud Ridge Valley was very small. Sometimes, there were even only one disciple in each lineage. This was because their tempers were too bad. Although they weren't considered demonic, they were still disliked and even hated by the orthodox sects.
In the past, when Dong Qikun had not yet reached the Martial Arts Grandmaster realm, he had been on good terms with Wang Xuening.
However, after he became a Martial Arts Grandmaster and then the Patriarch of the Dong family, he began to dislike Wang Xuening's identity and character. In the end, they broke off contact.
Both parties hadn't seen each other for several years. Now that Wang Xuening had suddenly appeared here, one could imagine what his intentions were.
Dong Qikun frowned and said, "Brother Wang, as you said, we're old friends. Do you really believe the rumors outside? What precious treasure or cultivation technique? They're all bullsh * t. "
Wang Xuening's expression sank when he heard that. "Dong Qikun, I know you don't like me. You're the Patriarch of the High Hill Dong family, so you definitely have to make friends with the leaders and experts of the large sects. With my bad temper, I can't help you, and I might even bring you trouble. I've never blamed you for alienating me.
However, don't forget that before you reached the Martial Arts Grandmaster realm, you were almost killed by a demonic master. Who was it who risked his life and burned his blood essence to save you?
I've never asked for this favor. If not for the fact that my cultivation has reached a bottleneck and I'm in urgent need of a cultivation technique, I wouldn't have made this trip.
Don't worry, I just want to borrow the Seven Limits. I'll just read it inside your Dong family. If I leak a single word of the cultivation technique outside your Dong family, I'll die a horrible death! "
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