Chapter 599: The Inner Sect Disciple Who Died Tragicly

The next morning, when Song Yan was on his way to the Inner Sect Yanwu Square, all the inner disciples he met were talking about one thing.

Last night, an inner sect disciple at the eighth level of qi refining died in his own room. His death was terrible. His flesh and blood seemed to be sucked away by something, leaving only a piece of human skin and a skeleton.

The Neimen Law Enforcement Hall has already intervened, and there is no definite news about the murderer for the time being.

The dead are not scary, but there is only a piece of skin and bones left, which makes people shudder.

A large number of inner disciples have gathered in the martial arts arena.

However, at this moment, they are gathering together in threes and fives to chat about the inner disciple who died in such a terrible way.

"Junior Brother Huang, you are here. By the way, have you heard about the tragic death of Senior Brother Zong Qi?"

An inner disciple took the initiative to ask Song Yan.

"I heard people talk about it on the way here!" Song Yan said.

The other party said in a mysterious tone: "I heard that senior brother Zong Qi was depressed because he failed to advance in the big competition yesterday, and was so drunk that Zi Shifang was sent home by several senior brothers. Unexpectedly, that The senior brothers had just left not far away when they heard senior brother Zong Qi's screams, and when the other senior brothers broke into his house, they found that he had turned into such a terrifying appearance!"

"Didn't the murderer leave any trace?" Song Yan asked with a frown. If he could kill Zong Qi within a short period of time and suck his flesh and blood, the murderer might have surpassed the Qi refining period.

"It seems that the people in the Law Enforcement Hall searched the house of Senior Brother Zong Qi and found no trace!" Having said this, the disciple's eyes flashed a look of horror: "The murderer came and went without a trace. ,too frightening!"

The two chatted for a while, and then it was time for the game.

A total of thirty-seven people were promoted yesterday, among them, thirty people were at the ninth level of qi refining, five were at the eighth level of qi refining, one was at the seventh level of qi refining, and one was at the sixth level of qi refining.

The seventh level of qi refining is Ning Mo, and the sixth level of qi refining is Song Yan.

Standing among the promoted disciples, the two looked particularly eye-catching.

The referee for today is Zong Shan, the head of the inner sect. His face is quite gloomy, and there is even a trace of evil spirit in his eyes. It can be seen that he is in a bad mood, because Zong Qi who was killed last night is His own nephew.

"Senior Sister Gu Xie, hello, we meet again." Song Yan smiled and greeted Gu Xie Huayu, who was also promoted.

"Ok."

Gu Xie Huayu responded with a cold face, and didn't give Song Yan a smile just because he gave him a Go game yesterday.

But his initiative to strike up a conversation aroused the dissatisfaction of the senior brother Jiuzhong, who was next to him, and said with a sneer: "A kid who is lucky enough to be promoted is not qualified to stand with us!"

"If you don't want to stand with me, then you can go, did I ask you to stand with me?"

Song Yan choked back unceremoniously.

The other party's face suddenly darkened: "I hope you don't meet me in the ring, otherwise, you must look good."

"Really? But I don't think you have the ability to make me look good." Song Yan curled her lips in disdain.

"Let's wait and see!"

"Look at your sister!" Song Yan suddenly cursed in a low voice.

"Bastard, how dare you scold me!" The inner disciple couldn't help being furious, and his voice also increased a lot.

"Give me silence!"

At this moment, Zong Shan on the stage looked over coldly, and immediately made the inner disciple feel breathless.

"Anyone who makes any more noise will be directly disqualified from the competition!" Zongmen scolded in a sharp tone.

Facing Zong Shan's scolding, the inner disciple didn't dare to refute, so he could only lower his head honestly, and the hatred for Song Yan in his heart directly rose several levels.

On the other hand, a gloating smile appeared on the corner of Song Yan's mouth.

Zong Shan said in a deep voice: "Today's first game is a regular duel match. Thirty-seven of you will fight against each other. The winner will advance to the next stage. Hand in your number plates and start drawing lots!"

This time the lottery was not intermittent, but 18 groups of players were drawn at one time, and one of them had a bye to advance directly.

"No. 9 has a bye, and the others will start to compete on stage in the order of drawing lots!" Zong Shan announced in a cold voice.

"Who is Number Nine?"

"Damn, this number nine is so lucky, it's actually a bye!"

But Song Yan couldn't help laughing when he heard Zong Shan's words. He didn't expect that he was so lucky that he had a bye in the outer competition. He didn't expect that he would get another bye in the inner competition.

However, he was not so stupid as to directly tell everyone that he was number 9 attracting hatred.

Soon, the two who were drawn first stepped onto the ring to fight.

Both of them are at the ninth level of Qi refining, and they are both practicing three-star high-grade martial arts. They fought so magnificently that it took more than two hundred moves to decide the winner.

The second group continued on the stage, with one at the ninth level of Qi refining and one at the eighth level of Qi refining.

In the end, it was the eighth level of Qi refining that won.

The third group……

Fourth group……

In the fifth group, one of them was Ning Mo, and his opponent was a congenital Jiuzhong.

In the beginning, Ning Mo was beaten and suppressed, and everyone could even see that the senior brother who was at the ninth level of qi refining was playing around with a little bit.

But he didn't expect that after more than thirty moves, Ning Mo suddenly broke out and used three extremely powerful swordsmanship to directly chop the senior into serious injuries.

These three sword moves gave Song Yan a strange feeling. He could clearly feel that Ning Mo was burning his life energy.

Moreover, after stepping down, Ning Mo's face was obviously pale.

Hesitating slightly, Song Yan handed him a healing elixir.

"Senior Brother Huang kindly accepts it!"

Ning Mo said something lightly, but rejected Song Yan's kindness.

Song Yan smiled indifferently, took back the elixir, but thought in his heart that the other party's arrogance was causing trouble. At the same time, he also sensed that Ning Mo seemed to be hostile to him. Although the hostility was hidden deep, but But he couldn't escape his induction.

"Does this guy feel hostile because he knows that I have taken away his chance?"

Song Yan couldn't help thinking secretly.

However, he didn't take it too seriously. Although Ning Mo is the protagonist of this world, he also had the idea of ​​following him to gain luck, but since the other party has become hostile to him, he can't be bothered to stick to him. cold ass.

The sixth group of games has begun.

This group of matches was still very exciting. Both of them are at the ninth level of Qi refining. For a while, the ring was overflowing with energy, and sword energy and sword energy were flying around. Will fly out of the arena.

Two and a half hours later, all eighteen groups of matches were over.

In the seventh group of competitions, one of them was Gu Xie Huayu, and the opponent also possessed the ninth level of Qi refining. A set of three-star swordsmanship was used without the slightest smell of fireworks, as if the swordsmanship came from the sky. Ki Kunou's opponent was defeated.

There is only one person who has not yet appeared on the stage, and that is Song Yan. Now, everyone knows that he is the lucky number nine.

"You really got shit luck! You were lucky enough to escape today, let me see how you will hide tomorrow?" The brother who had conflicted with Song Yan before came to Song Yan again and taunted him.

"none of your business!"

Song Yan said angrily.

Today's game is over, and the 17 people who have advanced will compete for the top ten in the inner goal tomorrow.

In the early morning of the next day, Song Yan heard the news that another senior brother was killed last night. The death was the same as that of Zong Qi yesterday, leaving only a piece of skin and bones. Moreover, the one who died this time was a qi refining Kunou.