This person is none other than Han Qing, one of the three demon kings, Ye Feng was a little surprised that Han Qing could come.

The other four demons saw Han Qing, each of them was surprised, as far as they knew, although Han Qing did not rebel, he broke away from the demon army, but they didn't expect that Han Qing came back.

Han Qing walked straight in front of Ye Feng. Then he knelt down on one knee and said with a sincere gaze: "Demon Lord." ”

Ye Feng helped him up and asked, "Are Xiaowei and Rose's injuries better?"

"Xiaowei has recovered, Black Rose still has some external injuries, and there is no problem with Xiaowei taking care of her. Han Qing said.

"Okay, now my target is the Ximen family!"

Ye Feng said in a deep voice.

"Yes!"

Everyone showed a bloodthirsty luster, and a wave of blood surged all over their bodies, such a scene, they hadn't experienced for a long time.

At this time. The black-robed phone rang again.

Ye Feng answered the phone.

"Black robe, is there anything else?" Ye Feng asked.

"Demon Lord, I just investigated that in the last attack on Dr. Du, there were signs of interference from the Simon family. Perhaps there will be other unexpected gains from this operation. The black robe said.

Hearing this news, Ye Feng's brows froze, and his murderous aura became even heavier: "Black robe, isn't the Ximen family a force in the martial arts? How could it be involved in this matter? What do you mean?"

"Demon Lord, that's right. I suspect that the murderer behind Du Bozi's case is likely to be a person from the martial arts world. The black robe said.

Ye Feng pondered for a moment, and finally nodded: "Understood." ”

After hanging up the phone, the fierce light in Ye Feng's eyes became even stronger!

"Remember, our operation this time is to destroy the door. Do you understand?" Ye Feng's voice suddenly became gloomy.

"Understood!" everyone shouted, all nodding their heads heavily, and everyone exuded a strong evil aura.

……

The Ximen family, one of the three major forces in the martial arts arena of Handong Province, is a veteran family with a history of hundreds of years, they are extremely good at swordsmanship, and are famous for their swordsmanship.

The Simon family has five helmsmen, three elders, one head, and hundreds of disciples.

It is with these forces that their power can be proud of the entire martial arts arena in Handong Province.

And Ximen Fuxue, the elder of the Simon family, was just killed by Ye Feng.

At the headquarters of Simon Maison, all the senior management of Simon Maison are in a meeting.

"Boss. Just got the news that Blowing Snow is dead. One of the elders said.

"How did you die?" said the head of the sect, Simon Dujian, in a gloomy tone.

"In Jiangbei City, I competed with others, my limbs were cut off, and I was finally killed!" said the elder.

"Who did it!" Simon slapped the table angrily and shouted silently.

The elder immediately said: "It is said that it was done by a slightly unknown junior in the martial arts arena of Jiangbei City, that person killed Blowing Snow's apprentice Ximen Yan, and provoked Blowing Snow to take revenge, but it was not good to leave the school, so he lost his life." ”

After listening to the elder's description, Ximen Dujian's face became extremely gloomy: "Impossible, Blowing Snow is extremely skilled in swordsmanship, except for the people of the other two families, who has the ability to kill him? Are you sure that the person who made the shot was not from those two families?"

"Master, I've investigated this, and the person who killed the blowing snow will definitely not be someone from those two families. The elder said.

"Check, give me a thorough investigation, no matter who kills Blowing Snow, I will kill him, our people from the Simon family are not so easy to kill!"

Before the meeting between them was over, a figure rushed in.

"Report!"

The man knelt on the ground and said quickly.

Simon's face sank again: "What's the matter?"

"Palm...... Boss, someone's coming in!" the man said with a shudder.

"What? It's coming in?" The head of the family was stunned for a while, their Ximen family has been proud of the martial arts of Handong Province for hundreds of years, and no one has ever dared to come to the door!

"Who is the other party, how many people, and why did they come in?" asked the head Ximen Dujian.

"The others are not clear, but the other party has only seen five people at the moment. "That's human.

Ximen Dujian stood up with a loud voice, took out a saber, and said, "Hmph, I want to see who has the courage to break into our Ximen family!"

……

The site of the Simon family is composed of a large ancient style compound, which is very spacious, covering an area of hundreds of acres, and a large number of houses in ancient architectural style are built in it. The carved fence is made of jade, simple and deep.

A large number of trees and flowers are planted in it, and the feng shui pattern is very particular, and this courtyard has at least a history of hundreds of years.

In the vestibule, there is a large courtyard.

Usually this is the place used by the Ximen family to practice martial arts, but now, it has become a bloody battlefield.

The sound of fighting, screaming, fighting and other mixed sounds was endless, and the entire courtyard was in a mess, and the ground was covered with corpses and bloodstains.

The people who fought with the Simon family were naturally the members of the Demon Legion.

Taoist priests, monks, demons, sweat green, and frost five.

Four demons. A demon king, the combat power gathered together is amazing, dealing with these ordinary disciples of the Ximen family, like slaughtering pigs and dogs.

It didn't take long for those disciples who dared to rush up. All of them died at the hands of the five of them.

They are all cruel and ferocious demons, who never show mercy when faced with their enemies, and take killing as an instinct!

"It's been a long time since I've fought so well!"

The monk took a stick and moved it inside, every time he swung it. can take the life of one of the other party.

"Didn't you get beaten like a dog some time ago?"

The Taoist priest held the Buddha dust in his hand, and he also fought, and while fighting, he did not forget to ridicule the monk.

"I haven't seen you for a few months, and you two are still so virtuous!"

A green figure kept flashing in the crowd, she held a sharp long sword, and when the sword waved, one figure fell to the ground.

She is Frost, not only is her person as cold as Frost, but her methods are just as cold and terrifying.

"Hee-hee. The three of you are all virtuous, and it seems that only I am more serious, oh no, Brother Khan Qing is also serious!"

Wearing a fluffy skirt and a little loli with a ball head, she said with a grin. But she's also not a fuel-efficient lamp.

She doesn't fight people directly, but constantly wields hidden weapons in the air.

A silver needle as thin as a cow's hair was hidden in the air, and as long as she shot it, it would lose her life in an instant.

"It's all serious, and it's a quick fix. Don't keep the Demon Lord waiting too long!"

Han Qing's expression was as cold and flat as ever, but his vicissitudes of life had a fierce killing intent at this time.

His methods of killing people are extremely violent and rough, his fists are fleshy, as long as he hits him, he will be smashed into a ball of bloody mud!

Soon. The whole courtyard was covered with corpses, and the scorching sun shone on this courtyard, and the blood flowed in it, and the crimson blood reflected the reflection of the sun. It's extremely eerie and terrifying.

The air was filled with the heavy smell of blood, and the whole scene looked like a Shura hell.

The corners of the five devil-like figures all showed bloodthirsty sneers on the corners of their mouths, and their bodies stood straight among these corpses, their eyes were even more ferocious and murderous, and the sun shone on his body, full of a cold and strange orange color.

Back then, the reason why the Demon Legion was able to stand at the peak of the underground forces was inseparable from their ferocity.

Without an iron-blooded wrist, how could it be possible to fight a bloody way out of this man-eating underground world!

It was at this time. The head of the company, Simon Dujian, came here with the high-level officials.

When they saw the corpses and blood stains all over the ground, their faces changed drastically!

Especially the lonely lone sword, his face is extremely gloomy.

This is clearly a massacre!

He gasped, then exclaimed, "You guys should be damned!"

"Are you Mr. Simon Dujian?"

Han Qing took two steps forward and said to Ximen Dujian.

"Who the hell are you!" Simon Dujian said coldly.

His heart is dripping blood, these disciples are the foundation of the Simon family, without these foundations, the entire Simon family will collapse!

What kind of blood feud do these people have with them, and they actually want to slaughter him.

"It doesn't matter who we are, the important thing is that your Simon family will be wiped out today!"

Khan Qing said in a deep voice. There was a strong murderous aura flashing in his eyes.

Listening to Han Qing's words, Ximen Dujian's face became even more gloomy: "We have no grievances and no hatred, why do you want to slaughter the full family of my Ximen family?"

The corners of Khan Qing's mouth showed a hint of coldness, and with a wave of his hand, a photo flew out like a knife.

Simon held the photograph between his fingers, and on top of it, eighteen corpses were lying on it.

He carefully identified it, but he still didn't recognize the dead people in the photo!

"Is it because of them that you came to trouble us?" said Simon Dujian coldly.

Han Qing nodded.

"But I don't know them!" Simon Dujian said coldly.

At the same time, his heart was also extremely vigilant, these people could slaughter hundreds of his disciples in a short period of time. The skills must not be ordinary!

But the mortal feud has been settled, and these people dare to challenge the majesty of their Simon family, and they must not be allowed to live!

"Ximen Fuxue, do you know?" asked Han Qing.

When he said the name of Ximen Blowing Snow, Simon Dujian's face changed, and his face became even more gloomy: "You killed Ximen Blowing Snow?"

"He killed those eighteen people!" said Han Qing.

"So you're going to destroy us?" Simon said.

"Shouldn't this be done?" Han Qing sneered.

Simon Dujian's cold eyes stared at Khan Qing's face, and then suddenly sneered.

"Our Ximen family has a heritage of hundreds of years, do you really think that killing some ordinary disciples can slaughter my whole family?"

After he finished speaking, dozens of people from the Ximen family suddenly poured in from all sides of this courtyard.

These people were all dressed in uniform cyan clothes, all of them were over thirty years old, their eyes were sharp, and they gathered together, exuding a sharp sword aura all over their bodies!

These people are the true disciples of the Simon family, as well as the real heritage!