"Minghong Sword?" The Count widened his eyes and repeated the name. He was obviously unable to recover.

"Minghong Sword and Xuanyuan Sword are of the same material, and they are created by the same person. Their power is no less than that of Xuanyuan Sword!" The bishop paused and said, "It can be said that if the Minghong Sword is in the hands of an ordinary person, he can also kill a archbishop in the red at will!"

"Just a weapon, is it that powerful?" The Count finally had some questions.

"You have never seen the power of the Sun Shooting Bow. However, you should have heard of how many cardinal archbishops we had died under the Sun Shooting Bow!" The bishop said in a deep voice: "How powerful is the Sun Shooting Bow? The power of the Xuanyuan Sword and Minghong Sword will be stronger than it!"

The Count immediately closed his mouth. Since he came to solve the problem of the Sun Shooting Bow, he naturally knew the power of the Sun Shooting Bow. The power of the Xuanyuan Sword and Minghong Sword are still above the Sun Shooting Bow, which is something he could not imagine. How strong are these two famous weapons?

The bishop said: "However, unfortunately, or, fortunately, the Xuanyuan Sword and the Minghong Sword have been lost since they were forged. It has basically never appeared for thousands of years, and no one has found these two most powerful weapons!"

"Can this be a myth made up by people?" asked the Count.

"I'm afraid not." The bishop shook his head and said, "Because, we have clues about Minghong's sword in our hands!"

"Ah!?" The count was immediately full of excitement and excitement, and said, "Minghong Sword...where is Minghong Sword?"

"No one knows where Minghong Sword is, but..." The bishop paused and said in a deep voice: "The Great Elder once obtained a treasure in China. After the Great Elder's identification, this treasure is probably the Minghong Sword's scabbard!"

"What!?" the count was stunned for a moment and said, "It's just...it's just a scabbard?"

"Hmph, it's just a scabbard?" The bishop glanced at the count and said, "Do you think a scabbard is simple? Let me tell you that several elders who have seen scabbards have been injured by scabbards. Although it's just a scabbard, its power is already very terrifying!"

"Can the scabbard hurt people?" Earl Qi said: "Is it the Great Elder using that scabbard?"

"No!" the bishop shook his head and said, "I heard from the Great Elder that it is the sword energy contained in the scabbard. It has not dispersed for a thousand years, and its power is terrifying, just like a blade. As long as you dare to get close, you will be injured by the sword energy!"

"This... how is this possible?" The count's expression was full of disbelief.

The bishop said, "If you don't believe it, you can go back and ask Duke Bryant, he has seen this scabbard with his own eyes, and he has also been injured by the scabbard!"

"Duke Bryant?" the Count exclaimed, and then closed his mouth again. When the bishop said this, he completely believed in this matter.

"So, isn't Minghong Sword even more powerful?" asked the count.

"The Great Elder said that the power of the Minghong Sword is probably still above the estimate!" said the bishop.

"Then... where is the Minghong Sword?" The count said anxiously: "If the people from China find the Minghong Sword, then we will be finished? Who can be the opponent of the Minghong Sword!"

"This is the most critical thing." The bishop said: "When the Great Elder found the scabbard of Minghong Sword, he also found a map left over from a thousand years in the scabbard. The Great Elder suspected that this map was the map of searching for Minghong Sword!"

"Is that true?" The Count suddenly felt energetic and said excitedly: "So, we can find Minghong Sword?"

"Things are not as simple as you think." The bishop shook his head and said, "Although there is a map, that map only draws a situation within a range, or the specific direction in a secret room. No one knows where this secret room is. With this map, if we enter the secret room, we can find the Minghong Dao. However, if we can't find this secret room, then this map is still useless. There is no mark on the map where the secret room is!"

"So that's it!" The Count glanced at the bishop and said, "So, the map copied by Baron Tang Kelin is the map of Minghongdao?"

"That's true!" The bishop nodded and said, "This time, we are entering China to do things. The elder asked me to find the location of this secret room. He gave me the map and asked me to take a closer look, remember the situation of the map, and then went to China to search. However, I only found out yesterday that Tang Kelin secretly copied this map. I came in, and originally wanted to find him first and snatch the map back. Who knew that such a thing happened, and the map actually fell into the hands of the Chinese!"

Speaking of this, the bishop looked at Ye Qing next to him and said in a deep voice: "If you can't get this map back, it will be troublesome. If we only hold the map of Minghong Dao, we can slowly find this weapon. However, if the people of China are controlled by the people of China, it will not be so easy for us to search for it. China is so big, and China will definitely know the terrain here better than us!"

The Count frowned and said in a deep voice: "Tang Kelin, a waste, has failed to do anything, but has more than enough trouble. If this Minghong sword is held by us, it will definitely increase our strength greatly. If it is taken by those warriors in China, we probably don't have to enter China!"

"Hey!" the bishop sighed and said, "If we can't get this map back this time, we two will ruin a big deal!"

The Count glanced at the bishop, frowned slightly, but didn't say anything. In fact, he knew very well that even if the map could not be taken back, it was only your own sin. What does it have to do with me? The map was not kept by me!

The bishop was most depressed. He knew very well what consequences would be if this map could not be taken back.

"No matter what, you must take this map back no matter what!" said the bishop in a deep voice.

The Count did not answer the bishop's words, and made a gesture to silence the bishop, whispering: "Shh, let's just say a little bit, those people are coming."

The bishop also heard the sound of footsteps approaching. He gestured to the count and whispered: "Hide it first."

"Okay!" The count picked up Ye Qing and turned around and left, but was stopped by the bishop.

"Take him here." The bishop whispered.

"Why?" said the Count.

"Test these people first." The bishop said: "If they were really in the same group with this person, they would definitely come to save him when they saw this person lying here. If it weren't for the same group, they would definitely not care about him. Then even if we stop them, it would be useless!"

"That's right!" The Count nodded, threw Ye Qing on the side of the road, and ran to the back of a large stone and hid.

The footsteps gradually approached, and not long after, a group of people finally appeared in the distance. It was dark and I couldn't see their specific appearance clearly. I only saw them slowly approaching.

The bishop and the Count hid behind the huge rock, staring at the group of people. As they walked to Ye Qing, their hearts suddenly became hanged. Are these people and Ye Qing in the same group?

When they were more than ten meters away from Ye Qing, they indeed found Ye Qing in front. The man in charge waved to the person behind, and everyone stopped immediately.

"What happened?" asked a man.

"There are corpses here." The leader took a step forward, took a look, and suddenly exclaimed: "It's Ye Qing!"

"Ye Qing!?" Everyone exclaimed in surprise, ran over and surrounded Ye Qing.

"Damn it, it's them!" The Count cursed, turned to look at the bishop, and said, "It's indeed a group of people!"

The bishop had already stood up and whispered: "Don't let them run away!"

"Absolute!" The Count walked out from the other direction, surrounded each other, and walked towards these people, clearly trying to trap these people in the center.

At this time, these people didn't know that someone was coming from beside them. They surrounded Ye Qing in the middle, pulled Ye Qing up, and tried it a few times, and found that Ye Qing was not dead. They breathed a sigh of relief.

"He was seriously injured and his true qi was disordered. What was going on?" a man said strangely.

"Don't worry about this, wake him up first!" said another person.

"I think you don't have to waste time." At this time, the count's voice came from behind and said, "You should think about whether you can leave here alive!"

The earl's voice scared everyone because they didn't feel anyone appearing behind them. The earl and the bishop were both extremely powerful, and there was almost no footsteps, so naturally these people couldn't hear it.

"Who?" The man led the lead stood up, and the light from the distance shone on his face, revealing an ugly face. This person was no one else, but the ghost-faced judge Cui Yu, who was killing the door.

Those who followed Cui Yu were all from the Killing Sect. Not only did the Qi Yin of the Killing Sect gather together, but even the Zuo Guardian and Cui Yulong were here.

Among the people, Zuo Guardian and Cui Yulong were the strongest. While Cui Yu was talking, Zuo Guardian and Cui Yulong also looked at the bishop standing on the other side, and both of them frowned. Just from the situation where the count and the bishop walked here quietly, it can be seen that these two people are absolutely very strong and are not something they can handle!

When the count saw Ye Qing knows English, he thought that the people who came here could speak English, so he spoke proudly. As a result, none of the people in the Killingmen could speak English, and the other party could understand what the words said by both parties.

"Don't you speak English?" asked the bishop in broken Chinese.
Chapter completed!