Che Yeming couldn't help sneering when he saw everyone's movements, he didn't wait for everyone to make a move, he didn't want to save his strength. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 He clenched the knife tightly with both hands, and slammed it back, slashing towards Miao Zongbao with all his strength from top to bottom.

Miao Zongbao was already very expensive, he couldn't imagine that Che Yeming would be so cunning, and he still had spare strength when he was fighting with himself, so he did it with all his might at this critical time. Miao Zongbao couldn't grasp Che Yeming's strength for a while, and he was slashed back several steps by him with a sword.

Che Yeming chased after him, not giving him any respite. He didn't wait for Miao Zongbao to stand firmly, so he clenched the handle of the knife with both hands, and made a fierce oblique from bottom to top. This knife is more tricky, more ferocious, and more difficult to deal with.

Miao Zongbao is also worthy of being an outstanding figure in Jizhou Immortal Dao, and it is really difficult to dodge when he sees Che Yeming's knife is ruthless and fierce. He hurriedly waved the long sword in his hand, and as soon as he resisted it slightly, he used his strength to shoot straight into the air. Even more so, the moment the swords intersected, he felt a strong force coming along the long sword, his chest was like a lightning strike, and then his throat was sweet, and when he opened his mouth, a mouthful of blood spurted out.

Miao Zongbao was in mid-air, and before he could fall back to the ground, he heard Che Yeming shouting loudly: "Take me another knife and try it." ”

Che Yeming was running the cultivation of the peak realm of the Purple Mansion with all his might, and a True Yuan storm was blowing in the Purple Mansion. As the true elements in his body moved faster and faster, the true elements in his Purple Mansion actually produced a powerful suction force, and all the true elements slowly had a tendency to converge under this suction force.

Che Yeming felt the changes in his body, and his heart moved, and he urged the true yuan in his body even more frantically...... The suction power of the true yuan in his body became even stronger, and all the true yuan involuntarily began to converge towards the center of the purple mansion, and as more and more true elements converged, they began to squeeze each other and devour each other, and finally it was like a chain reaction, forming a small drop of crystal liquid.

Che Yeming's momentum also became more and more vigorous, the heaven and earth vitality around him was surging wildly, and the leaves of the surrounding jungle were also hunting and dancing wildly under the drive of the heaven and earth vitality. When his momentum climbed to a peak, he let out a loud shout and swung a stunning sword. These words are very slow, but they are actually instantaneous. As soon as Miao Zongbao fell, he saw Che Yeming swing another knife......

"Returning to the Yuan Realm, it's not good!" I don't know who in the crowd suddenly shouted, and at that moment, two monks from the Miao family rushed up and blocked in front of Miao Zongbao. The sword flew like lightning and landed heavily on the three of them. The two Miao monks and Miao Zongbao didn't have the slightest strength to fight back, they were like kites with broken strings, one piece was split and flew out, and then fell heavily to the ground for a long time, without any sound.

The monks of the Miao family were dumbfounded, and they had no idea that such a situation would occur. They also got into the car and went to check on Miao Zongbao's injuries, if Miao Zongbao had a good one, they wouldn't want to live.

An old man in purple rushed to Miao Zongbao's side first, he half-squatted down, and carefully straightened Miao Zongbao's head. He used his index finger to probe Miao Zongbao's snort, and found that there was still life, so he couldn't help but settle down a little.

Miao Zongbao was moved by the man, as if he had some feelings, he opened his eyes with difficulty, opened his pale lips that were constantly overflowing with blood, and said in a weak hairspring voice: "Return-Yuan." Then another mouthful of blood spurted out. Miao Zongbao took a short breath, and gasped a few more heavily, he opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something, but before he could speak, blood continued to overflow from the corners of his mouth......

Miao Zongbao looked at the crowd around him, there seemed to be infinite nostalgia in his eyes, he raised his hand with difficulty, but before he could lift it halfway, he hung down softly and closed his eyes.

The old man in purple was taken aback, he hurriedly probed Miao Zongbao's pulse with his hand, checked his pupils, and found that he had really left this world. The purple-clothed old man's face couldn't help but become gloomy, he looked at his junior disciples eagerly, and then slowly shook his head and said, "Son, he has already left." ”

Everyone was taken aback, and some of the Miao family's Miao Shilin's descendants changed color.

When Che Yeming heard the words of the old man in purple, he couldn't help frowning, Miao Zongbao actually died like this. He unconsciously felt a little remorse in his heart, if he killed a few ordinary Miao family immortal cultivators, it didn't matter, but now it was the only son of the head of the Miao family who died, if this matter reached his ears, he was afraid that the Miao family would be crazy about it. An ant is crazy, and it doesn't matter if he steps on it, but the Miao family is by no means an ant in Jizhou.

Che Yeming groaned slightly in his heart, and he made a decision not to let this matter get out. A murderous aura flashed in his eyes, and a palpitating ferocity appeared on his face.

Although there are still many remaining Miao family monks, and their combat power cannot be underestimated, when they meet the monks of the Guiyuan Realm, they are a little frightened in their hearts, and coupled with the death of Miao Zongbao, the morale of the Miao family is very low. Seeing Che Yeming killing with a knife like a devil, they couldn't organize any effective resistance, and the battle situation became a one-sided situation at the beginning.

Che Yeming is like a peerless demon lord, a knife flies up and down, out of nowhere, he kills bloodily all the way, and there is almost no enemy. He killed the sex, and couldn't help but look up to the sky and roar. Everyone was intimidated by his momentum, and no one dared to attack him. Wherever he passed, men stood in the way of wounded men, and horses stood in the way of horses......

The scene of Shura's purgatory and the disgusting bloody aura constantly stimulated the nerves and sanity of the survivors, who could no longer bear the fear of death as if they were the reincarnation of the killing god. They didn't even have time to take Miao Zongbao's body with them, so they screamed and ran towards the horses, they just wanted to get as far away from the butcher as possible.

What Miao Jiazhuang, what Miao Gongzi, it is better to find a safe place to hide, come to the truth. But Che Yeming has already started to kill, how can he let them escape.

Che Yeming was like a cat, playfully looking at the crowd of people fleeing frantically in front of him, his cold face flashing with crazy killing intent. He stretched out his white and slender left hand, took out a cold and shining flying knife from his arms and clasped it in the palm of his hand, and his childish face showed an unprecedented bloodthirsty meaning......

After a long time, Che Yeming reappeared on the path outside Bali Town, although he had just entered the realm of Guiyuan, and the true yuan in his body was abnormally abundant, but somehow he felt a burst of exhaustion. The Miao family didn't have a single fish that slipped through the net, and he didn't have any hesitation, but what about Bali Town......

He looked in the direction of Bali Town, and sighed slightly, today's events can't leave a living mouth, or there will be endless trouble. He shook his head violently, his face slowly turned cold, he no longer hesitated, and walked in the direction of Bali Town. The cries, the muffled grunts, sounded again in this human purgatory, breaking the dead silence that had just stopped.

The smell of blood in the air seemed to be even stronger, and it was another one-sided massacre, but this time it was not the immortal cultivators, but the peasants who had lived in Bali Town for generations. They have no power to resist, they don't even have the qualifications to escape, they can only wait for fate to be arranged like lambs to the slaughter. Che Yeming, like the god of orders, controls their fate, and controls their life and death.

"There's one last one left. Che Yeming muttered with red eyes.

He effortlessly pushed open the locked door of Bao'er's house, and looked at the grandfather who was tightly protecting Bao'er behind him and Bao'er who looked at Bao'er with fear and resentment from time to time, and he couldn't help frowning. He seemed to hesitate, but somehow such a conversation came to his mind:

"Grandpa, what is Immortal Xiu? Isn't Immortal Xiu a hero who walks with a sword? Isn't Ah Niu next door to us a hero of the rivers and lakes, and three or five people are not opponents when a sword is unleashed. ”

"Immortal cultivators are all first-class characters of immortals, they are compassionate and compassionate, and they think of the common people in the world. They have a powerful true element, and their Dao Xing spells are so high, how can they be compared to the heroes of the rivers and lakes. ”

"Grandpa, then I also want to be an immortal cultivator. ”

Che Yeming looked at the five-year-old girl in front of him, and for some reason suddenly remembered the five-year-old Wuwu, but this girl should be smarter than Wuwu, he thought.

He suddenly shook his head a little irritably, and said to Bao'er coldly: "All the people are dead, do you want to die or live." ”

Grandpa and Bao'er were stunned, as if they didn't expect this peerless demon king to ask such a question, looking at the murderous face of the peerless demon king, Bao'er was even more afraid, but she realized that this might be the only chance to live, so she still mustered up the courage to reply: "To live." ”

The peerless demon king snorted coldly, as if he was even more anxious, he slowly raised the long knife in his hand, looked at Bao'er and Grandpa with eyes like a dead man, and said in a voice like ten thousand years of ice: "Everyone wants to live, but they are all dead - what is the reason for your life?"

Bao'er couldn't help but froze, and in an instant she seemed to think of something, her dark eyes showed a look of hatred, and her pale little face said with a sense of resentment: "I want revenge." ”

The peerless demon king didn't seem to expect Bao'er to answer like this, he laughed coldly a few times, as if talking to himself, and as if mockingly: "How can you take revenge, how can you get revenge?"

Maybe it was the answer that spurred him on, or maybe something else. Che Yeming slowly put down the long knife in his hand and said in a deep voice: "Let's go, go to a place where no one will ever find you, and never come back." ”

Bao'er and Grandpa left Bali Town, and when they were halfway there, they saw thick smoke billowing from the direction of Bali Town, and the flames were soaring into the sky. Grandpa looked in the direction of his hometown, and said with tears in his eyes: "Bao'er, don't take revenge, and don't go back to Bali Town." ”

Bao'er looked up at Grandpa, her dark eyes showed a sense of determination, and she said with a very serious expression: "Grandpa, Bao'er wants to be an immortal cultivator." ”

On the small road outside Bali Town, Che Yeming glanced at Bali Town, where the flames were rising into the sky, and thought that if there were any villagers in Bali Town who missed the net, they would also be buried in this fire. He glanced at his masterpiece again, sighed gloomily, and was about to leave, but saw a middle-aged man with an indignant expression standing in the middle of the road, who was staring at him deadly.

Che Yeming was taken aback, and couldn't help shouting: "Uncle Tiger!" Che Yeming was shocked when he saw that this person was his father's best friend and his father's brother in life and death. He knew that "Uncle Tiger" was a very decent person, and he had always been jealous and hateful, but he didn't know why he appeared here, could it be that he was here for himself.;