They lifted the white cloth.
Gently touching the wound on Li Yifeng's body, Li Yihong frowned and said, "This is a sword injury, but there is no trace of sword essence... Elder brother Yifeng must have been killed by a Daoist flying sword."
"Daoist flying sword?"
"Among the major Daoist Sects in the martial world today, the number of cultivators who have achieved Daoist flying swords can be counted on one hand. Our Li Clan has neither grievances nor grudges with them."
"Hold on..."
Suddenly, a member of the Li Clan said, "Could it be Xu Yang, the Northwest Hammer King? He once demonstrated his sword technique at Xishan Wanshou Palace."
"Xu Yang?"
"This cannot be..."
"Our Li family indeed had some minor friction with Xu Yang, but would he dare to come to Li Manor to kill someone just because of that? Is he not afraid that our Li family's ancestor would come out of seclusion to take revenge on him?"
