After dealing with Wang Fang and the others, Zhang Ying encountered another wave of roadblockers, and after killing them all, he finally entered the interior of Baiyun Villa, but he did not rush to the front hall to find Uncle Wu, but rushed to the guest room of the villa. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Although he had learned the fact that Uncle Wu was captured from the mouths of the two unlucky killers, he still ignored it.

Because Uncle Wu had explained before, Zhang Ying had to find Chen Bowen first and take him away safely no matter what, so that Uncle Wu could escape from Baiyun Villa willingly, otherwise with that old man's stubborn temper, even if he stayed here until he died, he would not leave the villa for half a step.

"Alas! Where is Bowen being held now? There's no news at all, it's a real headache! ”

The biggest headache for Zhang Ying is that although he has encountered three waves of Cao family killers, he has never heard Chen Bowen's whereabouts.

Although the strength of the Cao family's killers cannot be said to be superior to the other two, the loyalty of the killers is absolutely first-class, because the killers they train are all dead soldiers, which Zhang Ying has deeply experienced.

"Anyway, just break in, it's better to grab a tongue and ask."

Standing outside the guest room, Zhang Ying meditated for a long time, and couldn't think of anything to dislike it, so he could only take the risk and go from room to room to find Chen Bowen's whereabouts.

Zhang Ying strengthened the soles of his feet, raised his true qi, and began to open every room to find Chen Bowen, and by the way, he also wanted to grab a few tongues and ask.

However, the killers of the Cao family were met by him, but without exception, they all died tragically in his hands, because these people did not want to say where Chen Bowen was locked up until they died, so Zhang Ying could only kill them.

Zhang Ying killed them, not because of his desire to kill, but because he deeply understood what these killers of the Cao family had done, for these people, in Zhang Ying's words, "It's not a pity to die!" ”

"There are actually two spiritual level cultivators, now it's fun!"

When Zhang Ying pushed open a door that was not locked again, two momentum that were not weaker than him came from the room at the same time, which shocked his heart, and the high-spirited battle spirit ignited in his chest in an instant.

The three of them glanced at each other, and the six sharp gazes collided abruptly in mid-air, and the sharpness contained in them almost ignited the air around them.

Without saying a word, Zhang Ying was like a tiger descending from the mountain, stomping on the soles of his feet, lifting his true qi, and rushing towards these two spiritual level cultivators without avoiding his edge.

When these two spiritual level cultivators saw Zhang Ying rushing over without saying a word, they were not ambiguous at the moment, and after glancing at each other, they gathered their true qi and rushed forward head-on.

"Hey, hey!" Seeing that these two cultivators of the Spirit Rank actually rushed up together in such a tacit understanding, Zhang Ying grinned, his hands were slowly clenched, and his palms turned into fists, and the powerful true qi fluctuations burst out, causing the surrounding air to be shattered by pieces.

Although these two Spirit Driving Cultivators shot together, they didn't think of mercy when they started, because they knew in their hearts that if a Spirit Driving Cultivator dared to fight with two Spirit Driving Rank cultivators, either he was a madman, or he had absolute strength.

Obviously, in their eyes, Zhang Ying belongs to the latter type of person, and they also guessed correctly, Zhang Ying has the strength to compete with the two spirit masters.

The two figures, mixed with the majestic true qi, like a tiger pounced on food, swept through the air, and the violent fist wind was already like rolling waves, fiercely enveloping Zhang Ying's body.

Facing the pressure of these two Spirit Rank cultivators, Zhang Ying's handsome face was as calm as water, and when the two of them were about to descend, Zhang Ying raised his sword eyebrows and moved.

At the moment when Zhang Ying's body moved slightly, an afterimage had already emerged, and the violent fist wind of the two Spirit Rank cultivators had already roared, directly blasting the afterimage into nothingness.

"Afterimage!"

One blow missed, and these two Spirit Driving Rank cultivators were suddenly taken aback, they never thought that Zhang Ying would be able to create an afterimage in front of their eyes with the strength of the same Spirit Driving Level, which was really surprising.

"Huh!"

However, at the moment when the two Soul Rank cultivators changed color for the afterimage, Zhang Ying's figure had already ghostly circled behind a Soul Driving Rank cultivator whose True Qi fluctuations were slightly inferior, and raised his right hand, and the black True Qi lingered on it, like a sharp machete, tearing through the space as fast as a thunderbolt, and heading straight for the latter's backbone.

Although the strength of this spiritual level cultivator is slightly inferior, his divine sense is very keen, even if Zhang Ying's speed has exceeded his imagination, it did not make him panic, but immediately turned around, slashed out a palm, parried Zhang Ying's attack, and wrapped his other hand like a spirit snake, ready to delay Zhang Ying, waiting for the support of his partner.

However, just as his furious palm wind was about to face Zhang Ying, the corners of the latter's mouth suddenly hooked up a playful smile, and then his body flashed again, leaving an afterimage in place and disappearing from his field of vision.

"Yue Yang, be careful!" When Zhang Ying's figure suddenly disappeared, this Spirit Rank cultivator suddenly turned his head and yelled at his partner who was about to rush up to support.

However, it was too late for him to react now, and his loud shout also surprised his partner, and his advancing body suddenly paused, which just gave Zhang Ying a chance to make a move.

"Huh!"

Zhang Ying's body appeared silently beside Yue Yang, his fingers curled together, and the black light flickered, like a dagger, "poof", penetrating the latter's protective true qi, wrapped in the finger wind like the sharpest sharp on the tip of the knife, directly pierced Yue Yang's shoulder, and when the blood gradually came out, he also screamed, and his body flew out involuntarily.

Just a chance to take a look at the face, Zhang Ying directly seriously injured a cultivator of the same Spirit Level, which made another Spirit Driver Rank sigh at the same time as Zhang Ying's deep scheming, but also impressed by his strength.

"Yue Yang, are you okay?" After the muscles in the corners of the eyes of this cultivator who was not injured jumped violently a few times, he was also afraid of Zhang Ying in his heart, and he didn't have the courage to fight Zhang Ying alone, so he could only reflexively rush to inspect his partner's injury.

"I'm fine!" Yue Yang wiped the blood that overflowed from the corner of his mouth, staggered up from the ground, and looked at Zhang Ying with a deep look of jealousy in his eyes at this time.

Zhang Ying said expressionlessly: "Do you still want to fight again?" ”

Yue Yang shook his head and smiled bitterly: "The two of us together are not your opponents, and now that I have them, how can Mu Weiguo alone be your opponent." ”

Zhang Ying smiled: "Then tell me Chen Bowen's whereabouts!" (To be continued.) )