"Poof—"

Duan Tiande's eyes widened, desperately clutching the blood hole in his throat, as if trying to stop the bubbling blood, but it was obvious that he failed, and then fell headlong on the dung heap and died......

"Lady, it's time for us to go to the appointment in Jiaxing!" , After He Qizheng spent seven days finding and killing Duan Tiande, he took Mu Nianci, who was combing the woman's hair, on the little red horse, and then went straight to Jiaxing Zuixian Building, and finally arrived in the afternoon.

"Guo Juxia is here, Guo Juxia is here!" , The disciples of various sects and sects waiting outside the Drunken Immortal Building exclaimed in surprise, and suddenly it was like a stone stirring up a thousand waves, and countless men and women looked over:

I saw He Qizheng's green shirt fluttering, and he got off the horse with a plain woman in his arms, and went upstairs without looking around.

"Hello Master, Hello Second Master, Third Master—"

"Enough!" , Ke Zhen smacked his crutches heavily, and said with an angry face: "Giant, what did I tell you in the first place?!" ”

"March 24, no matter what happens, you must rush to Jiaxing Zuixian Building before noon!" , He Qizheng helped Mu Nianci to sit down, and replied with a smile.

"Do you know what time it is?!"

"Oh, it seems a little late! Out of the way, out of the way, I'll make it up soon! ”

After He Qizheng finished speaking, he pointed at Yang Huizhi and shouted: "Yang Huizhi, come on!" ”

"Hmph, Guo Juxia, I said I was going to break you into ten thousand pieces!" , Yang Huizhi seemed to remember the humiliation of the stinky ditch that day, and said angrily.

"Don't be verbose, I'm still in a hurry to go home and get married! Let's shoot! He Qizheng said impatiently.

"Humph!" , Yang retreated and didn't ink, jumped into the room, raised his palms and pounced on He Qizheng.

"Kanglong has regrets!" , He Qizheng's left leg was slightly bent, his right palm drew a semicircle, and he pushed it out, and suddenly saw a golden dragon rushing straight towards Yang retreat-

"What?!" , Yang Huizhi knew that He Qizheng had experienced many adventures in just one month, and his skill was already much higher than him, and when he saw a golden dragon palm power flying, he quickly rolled three times on the spot, barely avoiding the golden dragon.

However, before he could stand firmly, he saw that He Qizheng had already deceived him again, and his palms slapped out again and again, "poof", "poof", "poof", three strong palms pressed on Yang Huizhi's chest, and immediately shook him out of the drunken immortal building, and the whole person threw himself on the street-

"Little Lord (Yang Huizhi)!" , Everyone in Zhao Wangfu hurriedly rushed out, and all the faces of the seven sons of Quanzhen were shocked, and they didn't expect that He Qizheng would actually beat Yang Huizhi, who cultivated "Innate Gong", without the power to fight back!

"Poof-", blood gushed out of Yang Huizhi's mouth, and he saw that the streets were full of people from the rivers and lakes pointing fingers at him, knowing that he was ruined in this life, so he was annoyed and angry, and shouted: "Kill him, kill them all!" ”

"Yes!" , The five masters of Zhao Wangfu and the Jin soldiers returned to the Drunken Immortal Tower, beating and cutting when they saw people, just like hungry wild dogs, catching and biting whom-

"Hmph, Phantom Sword-", how he picked up the sword of defeat with his backhand, a golden light flashed, three thousand sword shadows flew out, and a group of golden soldiers were pierced through their chests by sword qi......

"I'll deal with that kid, you guys go and kill the Jiangnan Seven Monsters!" , Ouyang Ke said, picked up the folding fan and rushed to He Qizheng, but before the person arrived, he felt a sudden chill under his neck, and looked down to see that the body had long since lost its head......

"Ah, the little beast is amazing, go quickly-", Peng Lianhu peeked at Ouyang and was startled when he saw that Ouyang was cut off by He Qizheng's head with a sword, and quickly gave up Ke Zhenwei and jumped out of the window-

"Boom~"

A dragon groan suddenly sounded behind him, and Peng Lianhu only felt as if he was being sucked back by a huge force-

"What? What kind of martial arts is this?!! Before Peng Lianhu's doubts were solved, he was slapped in the head by He Qizheng, but he couldn't die anymore......

The remaining three people saw Ouyang Ke and Peng Lianhu die tragically, and they were already frightened, regardless of it, they jumped out of the window and ran away, each of them fled into the distance!

"Finger Joining!" , He Qizheng picked up Fengshen's legs, caught up behind Liang Ziweng, and clicked a few times on the latter's smooth head, directly bursting out a few clouds of blood mist, and fell straight down and died......

"Ahh The Lingzhi Master, who was bent on fleeing, suddenly looked back, and saw that He Qizheng had already jumped on top of his head, bent his right claw, which was the "Nine Yin Divine Claw", and pressed it on the big head, and with a "click", it was five blood holes......

The only remaining Sha Tongtian had fled dozens of zhang away at this time, and when he thought that he would not chase after him, he suddenly heard the sound of a gust of wind.

Then he saw a golden light shoot out, cut off most of his right arm, screamed, and fell into the lake, not knowing whether he was alive or dead......

Back at the Drunken Immortal Tower, there were only less than half of the original hundreds of Jin soldiers left at this time, He Qizheng ignored it, and caught a glimpse of a gray figure about to flee out of the corner of his eye, so he jumped and stopped it.

"Presumptuous, I'm Qiu Qianren, the leader of the Iron Palm Gang, you dare to stop me?" , Qiu Qianren roared inwardly.

"I heard that you are the first person below the five uniques, I want to see and understand today!" , He Qizheng finished speaking, he slapped his palm, and suddenly saw a golden dragon fly out and hit Qiu Qianren's chest-

"Poof-", Qiu Qianren, who was floating on the water with an iron palm, didn't even dodge, he was hit in the chest by the golden dragon, and suddenly a large piece was dented, and the whole person hit the wall headlong, and the cerebral plasma and blood splashed everywhere......

"Heh, it's an impostor?!" , He Qizheng saw that Qiu Qianren was dead like this, he was slightly stunned, and then reacted: This should be the imposter Qiu Qianzhang, so he stopped caring about him, and turned to Yang Huizhi.

"You, what do you want to do......", Yang Huizhi had already lost his original vigor at this time, with blood in his mouth, covering his chest, and retreating step by step.

"Do you know why we called you Yang Huizhi after you called Yan Huizhi?" , He Qizheng took off the golden sword of defeat behind his back, blew the blade of the sword and asked.

"Know! My mother, tell me earlier...... My biological father's name is Yang Tiexin...... I should be surnamed Yang! Cough, cough ......", Yang Huizhi spoke, and couldn't help coughing up black blood.

"Okay, then let me tell you, the old man who competed in Zhongdu that day was your father!"

"What? No! How could he be—", a look of surprise flashed in Yang Huizhi's eyes.

"How could he be your father, right?" , He Qizheng shook his head and sighed: "I'm sorry, he's really your father - originally, your story should be like this......"

He Qizheng briefly talked about the fact that eighteen years ago, Wanyan Honglie was rescued by Bao Xiweak, and then led troops to kill Guo Yang's two families.

"Nonsense! My father cared for me and loved and cared for me, how could I be that kind of person?! Yang Huizhi roared in a low voice.

"Yang Huizhi, except for your mother, anyone in the world can testify...... The seven sons of Quanzhen, my six masters, and even more than a hundred families in Niujia Village can testify—"

"No, it's not like that! That's not true!! Yang Huizhi hissed and shouted: "My father Wang has worked hard to raise me for eighteen years - he is by no means that kind of person!" By no means!! ”

"Hehehe......", He Qizheng sneered to himself.

"You, you all say that Yang Tiexin is my father, but where has he been for eighteen years? Where was he when I was hungry, thirsty, sick, and dying?!! ”

"However, he is the biological father after all......"

"Hehehe." , Yang Huizhi sneered.

"Moreover, Uncle Yang also wants to raise you, love you, and take care of you - but did Yan Honglie give him this opportunity?! Did you give my dad this chance?!! ”

"Cut ......", Yang Huizhi gritted his teeth, and the red blood continued to overflow from his mouth, but he didn't care about it, stared at He Qizheng, and after a long time, he grinned.

"What are you laughing at?"

"Hahahaha...... Hahahahaha...... Hahaha......"

Although Yang Huizhi smiled, there were tears in his eyes, mixed with blood and slowly falling: "You kill me!" ”

"Hmph, you don't dare?" , He Qizheng said, raised the sword of defeat in his hand, and aimed it at Yang Huizhi's head-

"Don't, don't-", I saw a luxurious carriage suddenly stop at the corner of the street, and then a noble lady in a white brocade robe rushed down and stumbled over.

"Pity the weak, cherish the weak, slow down, be careful of falling!" , Wanyan Honglie also got out of the carriage, chased after him with a shy stomach, and looked at the noble lady with his eyes full of distress and pity.

"Mom-", Yang Huizhi, who was originally determined to die, suddenly heard Bao Xiweak's call, and the stubbornness on his face couldn't hold it anymore, so he cried, knelt on the ground and moved towards the Bao Xiweak.