However, this shadow, which was as fast as lightning, actually hit a low courtyard wall.

In the alley of Qinghe, the onlookers were amazed.

This kind of martial artist will inevitably be able to easily cross the courtyard wall.

He would crash into it, probably because he was so strong that he wanted to crash directly through the courtyard wall.

There are many people who guess like this, but there are many powerful martial artists in the Qinghe alley, but they see that something is wrong.

Someone went over and lifted the broken courtyard wall, and sure enough, they saw Uncle Turtle's still twitching body.

The martial artist has a strong body and will never be damaged by hitting the wall.

But......

This strong body, except for a human head!

In both directions, the situation is more or less the same.

As soon as the two martial artists took a step, their heads disappeared.

The strange thing is that there is no trace of human heads except blood and water on the street.

Many people looked to the west, and the powerful Martial Sect took the lead in that direction with one person.

Wu Zong was too powerful, and in just an instant, he had already taken Ji Chuan to the gate of the city.

Moreover, in the process, he rounded his arms and struggled to throw Ji Chuan out.

Ji Chuan crashed into the city wall and directly smashed a large part of the city wall.

He vomited blood and fell from the shattered walls.

He's still confused, not knowing what's going on.

The martial arts sect that guards him, and that Yin Ming, what is crazy?

The guards defending the city were smacking their tongues.

This is the city wall of the capital, and the materials are naturally extremely solid, even if you knock it with a hammer, it can't be broken.

But this young man, who seemed to be polite, smashed the city wall to pieces, and stood up vomiting blood.

For a while, no guards even stepped forward to interrogate, because they were frightened.

However, Ji Chuan himself was stunned.

He looked at the place where Wu Zong threw himself out just now, and he was stunned.

It was empty!

Ji Chuan looked at the big and somewhat terrifying pool of blood on the ground, and suddenly trembled in his heart, and had a certain premonition.

His throat was a little fishy, and he felt like he wanted to vomit.

He's not a coward who doesn't dare to kill.

Not only did he kill many people, but he even ate the flesh and blood of the great demon alive to nourish his body.

However, he had never seen the powerful Martial Sect, and he died inexplicably and even his body was gone.

It's all blood, blood like blood.

Wu Zong's body, which was ten times harder than steel, was beaten and there was not even a slag left.

Ji Chuan opened his mouth, he wanted to ask who was doing it.

However, as soon as he opened his mouth, his upper and lower teeth were chattering, and he could not speak a complete sentence at all.

Something even more terrifying suddenly occurred to him.

Even Wu Zong's solid body was destroyed, but the stone slabs on the street were not shattered in the slightest.

What kind of means is this, exactly?

Ji Chuan suddenly vomited.

The murderous, cold-blooded and ruthless Hebo Shaozi vomited in the face of the dead!

If he was given a chance to start over, he would never choose to deal with Yin Ming in Hongjing City.

Martial Sect, that's a Martial Sect.

The strong martial arts, no matter how powerful the country, family, or sect, are definitely important pillars.

The death of a generation of martial arts is unknown, and even the dignity of Ji Chuan's identity will be questioned by Hebo.

If it weren't for the fact that Hebo only had one son, his heir status would even be shaken.

At this time, the hatred in his heart was completely overwhelmed by remorse.

And the strange thing is that from beginning to end, no trace of the strong man is revealed.

If it weren't for the tragic deaths of several martial artists and martial artists, it would almost make people suspect that they committed suicide.

They died completely silently and inexplicably.

In Qinghe Alley, in the ruins of Guixiangfang, several figures jumped out with a disgraced face.

Feng Xingdao and the others didn't know what was going on at this time, and they were all relieved to see that Ji Chuan and the others were gone.

As soon as Feng Xingdao's mood relaxed, he immediately showed a heartless appearance.

Feng Xingdao said with a smile: "Lao Yin, it's okay, let's dodge, and we actually dodged." ”

Tie Shichang also said: "Yes, we hid it in front of them, are they blind?"

Wang Xiyuan glared at the two of them and said, "You two stupid, don't talk nonsense." ”

Wang Xiyuan looked at Yin Ming and saw that Yin Ming was looking around.

Feng Xingdao and the others followed and looked over, and their faces finally changed.

Feng Xingdao said in disbelief: "This, what the hell is going on?"

Yin Ming said slowly: "There are strong people who make a move and wipe them out." ”

Tie Shichang said: "What kind of strong man, why do you want to help us?"

Yin Ming said softly, "Do you know that he is here to help us, not to kill them?"

Tie Shichang was stunned and muttered, "Isn't this the same......"

Of course, this is different, the other party only wants to kill people, and they don't care whether they live or die at all.

Liu Moyang was silent for a long time, and finally sighed and said, "Terrifying, terrifying, this is the Innate Martial Saint!"

Feng Xing said: "However, even if it is an innate martial saint, it shouldn't be so powerful!"

Wang Xiyuan said thoughtfully: "Have you ever heard that the Innate Martial Saint is actually just a general title. ”

"In fact, the gap in the strength of the innate powerhouse is greater than the gap between the martial artists of my generation. ”

Feng Xingdao's face changed, it was not a secret, he had also heard of it.

Feng Xingdao muttered, "Then which innate powerhouse is so terrifying?"

Liu Moyang looked at Yin Ming and said slowly: "In my Datang, there is only one strong man with such terrifying strength. ”

Several people changed color slightly, understanding what he meant, only Yin Dashuai had such terrifying strength.

Tie Shichang suddenly said puzzled: "Since it's Yin Dashuai, why should we hide?"

Yin Dashuai is the martial arts myth of the Tang Dynasty, fighting in all directions and protecting the Tang Dynasty from violation.

In the eyes of many people, Yin Dashuai is the patron saint of Datang.

Wang Xiyuan said: "For a strong person of that level, our existence is actually no different from that of ants. ”

Tie Shichang said: "That's good, but what does it have to do with us hiding?"

Wang Xiyuan sighed lightly and said, "If you want to trample on a worm to death, will you care if you go under this foot, will it hurt the life of the ant?"

Tie Shichang changed color slightly, and finally came to his senses.

Indeed, although the death of those martial artists this time did not affect others.

But this does not mean that the innate strong will care about human life, but it just happens that there are no means that will harm others.

If Yin Ming hadn't told them to hide, one of them would have died if they were unlucky.

Yin Ming was silent.

In fact, the reason why he avoided it was because he didn't want to see Yin Dashuai.

He and Yin Dashuai have embarked on the road of confrontation, saying that they are father and son, but they are actually enemies.

Yin Dashuai didn't kill him, just because his strength was still low and he didn't care.