"Since I've asked everyone to come here, I just know some things and want to tell everyone about a secret story in the world!"

Wan Xiaosheng gently shook the folding fan and said to everyone.

"What information?"

"The information about the masked bandits... In fact, the masked bandits are not an underground organization. Several of my friends have also been assassinated by the masked bandits. They are not as good as their martial arts skills and are safe and sound, but they have killed several bandits!"

"My friend is very interested in these masked bandits and is curious about their true identities, why they are not afraid of pain, and have such a strong will. So he took off the masked bandits' masked bandits from the corpse, and then visited them from many sources, and finally found the true identities of several bandits."

"Stop keeping it aside, who is that masked bandit?"

Someone said impatiently.

"The people of the Jianghu, the masked bandits, are all unknown in the Jianghu, but they are just lingering at the third-rate level. The Jianghu people who assassinated my friend, you may have heard of it, the abandoned disciple of Dakong Temple, the flower monk Yao Tong!"

"Is it him?"

"Who did he assassinate?"

Everyone around felt curious and asked Wan Xiaosheng.

"One of the Four Swords, the Dark Sword Ning Wuri!"

Wan Xiaosheng said.

"Ning Wuri? With Yao Tong's ability, he dared to assassinate Ning Wuri?"

Someone who knew the abandoned disciple Yao Tong from Dakong Temple said in surprise when he heard this.

"This is also something that Ning Wuri and I can't figure out. Although Yao Tong didn't know where he got a top-grade light skill, he was a timid person. Why did he become so brave after joining the masked bandit? Ning Wuri said that Yao Tong knew that he could not assassinate him directly, so he directly crashed into Ning Wuri's sword and let the sword pierce it. But he used this distance to exchange his life for life and fight Ning Wuri for death, which was completely life-despite."

"In the end, Ning Wuri reacted quickly, gave up the sword in his hand, and then smashed Yao Tong's back with two punches. However, as Ning Wuri said, Yao Tong's cultivation seemed to have skyrocketed, and he was not afraid of pain, and he almost succeeded in exchanging his life with Ning Wuri... Don't you think it's strange? What kind of power is it that makes a person as timid as a mouse in the world. So brave?"

The joke monk asked the people around him.

"Yes! Why is this?"

"Is he brainwashed by some religion?"

"Why is this happening?"

The people around him said in confusion.

Seeing that everyone was aroused by interest, Wan Xiaosheng nodded slightly, took out a mask, and said, "The reasons are all on this mask!"

"What mask? Is it the mask of the gangster?"

“What’s special about this side?”

People from various sects around him asked curiously when they saw this mask.

"This mask was peeled off from the face of the dead Yao Tong Ning Wuri. This thing was almost stuck with Yao Tong's face. It took a lot of effort from Hero Ning to get it off his face... At that time, Hero Ning felt that this thing was different, so he took a test on the monkey and found that the monkey with the mask seemed to be in confusion and controlled by human will... And other experts in the martial arts world also had people who successfully killed the masked bandits. They also got such a mask, but they finally found that the people with this mask actually had no consciousness and were all puppets controlled by others!"

"But, after using this mask once, the effect is much weaker. If you are taken with someone again, although it will affect your will, you will not be unconscious. You can still take off the mask with your own strength."

Wan Xiaosheng said.

After hearing Wan Xiaosheng's words, everyone present couldn't help but think deeply.

These people are not fools, and they all see the value of this mask.

If you make a mask of tens of thousands, whether it is for ordinary people or some ordinary people in the martial arts world, wouldn’t it be a powerful and absolutely obedient army that will be invincible and sweeping the world?

For a moment, everyone was a little jealous.

"Who made this mask?"

Someone asked a key question right away.

"Haha... This question is good. In fact, I have worked a lot of effort to find some clues. The first person who saw this mask was probably more than half a month ago. Along with Su Peng, the priest of Liangzhou, he visited Cao Zi'ang in Liuzhou with two masters with such masks on his face. Less than half a month later, Cao Zi'ang from Liuzhou was assassinated by the same mask bandits."

Wan Xiaosheng said to everyone.

"Liangzhou Su Peng? Are you talking about the Liangzhou Su Peng who emerged from a new army, who had already occupied two states at the age of 30, and his cultivation in martial arts has surpassed that of the masters?"

An elder from Shushan Sect asked.

"It's this person, whose origin is mysterious and rises too fast. If we say that he has no power to support him, we will not believe it. Recently, it has shown that he is very close to the people of the Demon Sect."

After saying that, Wan Xiaosheng shouted: "Mr. Tu, you guys come out."

After Wan Xiaosheng's words, several people from the martial arts world stood up from the seats around and walked to Wan Xiaosheng.

"Mr. Tu, you are all people who have experienced the battle of Jiaozhou Hongchen Inn. Tell me, what is Su Peng's martial arts skills?"

Wan Xiaosheng said to Mr. Tu.

If Su Peng was there, he would recognize that Mr. Tu was the right person in the martial arts world who had taken off during the battle at Hongchen Inn.

Mr. Tu's body trembled a little, as if he had not yet walked out of the shadows in that fierce battle. He said in a trembling voice; "That day, we were originally going to surround the magical celestial lady, but we didn't expect..."

With Mr. Tu's narration, all the sects present fell silent.

Mr. Tu's world is very picturesque, which made these people imagine the scenes of the battle at that time. Su Peng's descriptions of various martial arts made these people both frightened and enthusiastic.

"If this martial arts, if I just listen to the description, has exceeded the realm of heaven and man... Who is the one who trained a master like Su Peng?"

The deacon of Shushan School said deeply.

The others were also worried. If they had such martial arts, their sect might be revived and promoted directly.

For a time, these people had their own thoughts and developed great interest and covetousness in Su Peng's martial arts.

"Everyone, I have found some clues about Su Peng's origin... About a year ago, Su Peng found a token called the Four Yuan Black Iron Order in Jiangning County, and was taken away by a swordsman riding a large eagle. When he came back, his martial arts skills had become much stronger. I have reason to believe that Su Peng was taken into the wall of the sect that sent the token!"

"What's the name of that sect?" Someone couldn't help but said to Wan Xiaosheng.

"The name of that sect is... Zixia Sect!"
Chapter completed!