The 'Black Old Cat' looked at Ling Yu and the four of them with gloomy eyes, nodded slowly, and ran towards Ling Yu in a flash. Of course, Ling Yu knew how many catties and taels he had, and when he saw a man in black coming, he and the other three quickly dodged and fled in all directions.

The 'black old cat' was stunned, but he didn't know which one to chase first, but he quickly understood what it meant. He smiled grimly: "A litter of rats playing tricks with my old black cat? You're looking for death! ”

In the blink of an eye, he caught up with a disciple who was fleeing towards the lake, and the white light flashed around him, and he raised his palm to turn his knife into a knife and slashed at the back of the fleeing disciple. The disciple screamed and fell to the ground, motionless.

The difference in strength is too great, and the Bronze Star disciple has no power to resist in front of this Silver Star named 'Black Old Cat', or he can't afford to resist at all. With just a simple move, he can beat a disciple to the point that he doesn't know whether he is alive or dead.

The 'Black Old Cat' didn't stop for a moment, turned around and rushed towards another disciple from the north. The disciple knew that he couldn't fight hard with the other party, so he threw the long knife back and shot at the 'black old cat', the 'black old cat' swept with his left hand, the long knife flew to the side, and his right hand took advantage of the situation to grab the young man who fled in front of him, only to hear a miserable scream, and the young man was pierced with five blood holes in his back and fell to the ground.

The 'Black Old Cat' hit the two of them in a row, and it seemed that he couldn't get enough of it, he licked his lips and aimed his gaze at Ling Yu, who was running west.

In terms of strength, Ling Yu was the weakest of these people. He is a comic book writer himself, he has never studied how to kill people at all, and although his physique is somewhat special, he doesn't know anything at all now, so he can only run away. A white light flashed behind him, and in a moment the man in black had caught up with him.

Ling Yu's lungs were almost about to explode, he gasped heavily, he could only desperately dodge left and right in a zigzag shape, and the countless dead branches and grass under his feet kept hitting his legs, he usually didn't feel it, but when he was running for his life, it became a huge obstacle. His physical exertion became more and more intense, and his speed gradually decreased.

With a grim smile on his face, the 'Black Old Cat' said coldly, "You want to challenge me with this little bit of ability?!" Too bad, too bad! As he spoke, he slowly raised his right palm, and suddenly with a force, the silver light on his palm flowed, and with a strong wind, he fiercely headed towards Ling Yuyin in front of him.

If this palm was imprinted on Ling Yu's back, it would inevitably break Ling Yu in two.

Ling Yu was already exhausted at this time, and his feet suddenly tripped on a mess of grass, and he fell to the ground, sliding forward more than a meter. The palm shadow of the 'black old cat's full blow, with a strong wind, quickly flew over Ling Yu's head, blowing Ling Yu felt a little pain in his scalp, and he actually dodged the terrifying palm when he fell.

The 'black old cat' sighed lightly, quickly stopped, he looked at Ling Yu with interest and said, "Boy, it's good luck, you can avoid my palm if you fall, if you can avoid it this time, I won't kill you." ”

Ling Yu threw himself on the ground motionless, he only had the strength to pant at this time, and it was a little difficult to even move his fingers. The 'Black Old Cat' raised his palm and turned into a knife, compared it to the back of Ling Yu's neck, waved it gently, and slashed at Ling Yu diagonally.

Ling Yu only felt a cold sweat suddenly break out on his back, and he instinctively dodged to the side, but to no avail, he closed his eyes in pain.

The palm knife fell towards Ling Yu's neck in the blink of an eye, and at the moment when Ling Yu closed his eyes and waited for death, he suddenly heard a loud noise, and a huge wave of qi hit Ling Yu's back, his clothes shook into a piece of fly ash in a blink of an eye, and a piercing pain came from his back, and then, he suddenly heard a miserable snort from the man in black, and fell heavily into the grass in the distance.

"Someone saved me!" This was the first thought that came to Ling Yu's mind.

Ling Yu's entire back had been blown into a blur by the collision field between the two powerhouses. Fortunately, it was only some skin trauma, he endured the severe pain, and turned his head with a little strength, but saw a middle-aged man in tattered clothes standing beside him, looking coldly at the 'black old cat' who had just been blown away by him in the distance.

"You...... ...... you are" The 'old black cat' struggled to sit up from the grass, and weakly stretched out a finger to point at the middle-aged man.

"Uncle Jian, help!" On the off-road vehicle, Yu Xuerui also seemed to see a scene not far away, and suddenly shouted sharply.

Ling Yu suddenly remembered the name 'Uncle Jian', since he came here yesterday, he saw the silver powerhouse who was fighting the spirit cat alone, it turned out that the person in front of him was the Uncle Jian in their mouths.

The middle-aged man's eyes were cold, he didn't move, but glanced at the car and said in a deep voice, "Will He'an meet?" If you want to live, let go of Miss and get out of here! ”

The man in black in the car opened the car door without a sound and ran off into the distance. Glancing at the girl in the car, the middle-aged man's footsteps moved lightly, bringing a strong wind, the wind blew his tattered clothes and hunting, and he stepped in front of the 'black old cat' who fell in the grass.

The 'black old cat' had already been frightened at this time, and in the blow just now, he knew very well that the middle-aged man was a genuine silver five-star, and his strength was far above his own, and it was impossible for him to win even when he was in his heyday, let alone now.

He panicked in his mouth, and said repeatedly: "Senior spare life, this is a misunderstanding, senior...... Uncle spare your life, spare your life......" Before he finished speaking, one of the middle-aged man's feet had already stepped on the chest of the man in black.

After a tooth-sore cracking sound, the 'old black cat' remained motionless.

The middle-aged man shook suddenly, fell to the ground with a bang, and a stream of blood spurted out of his mouth, and he didn't wake up.

"Uncle Jian!" Yu Xuerui screamed, and with Hu Le's help, the rope around her had been untied. She flew to the middle-aged man's side, and five or six lightly injured disciples around her also limped over.

Ling Yu turned over with great effort, and his arm was quickly held up by Hu Le, who rushed over.

"He'an Society?!" Ling Yu muttered, looking at the man in black who had fallen to the ground.

The middle-aged man known as 'Uncle Jian' had some blood foam sticking to his snow-white teeth, and a large area of his chest was red with blood. He gradually woke up and muttered, "Quick, pack your things and hurry back to the villa!" ”

As soon as several lightly injured disciples heard this, they immediately rushed to the car to pack their things.

Uncle Jian was helped by Yu Xuerui to sit up, and Hu Le also came to his side to help Yu Xuerui.

Uncle Jian's face was pale, and his tattered clothes barely covered his body. He continued in an inaudible voice: "Let's go quickly, the wasteland will never be peaceful again, be quick!" His somewhat scattered eyes swept over the few people in front of him one by one, and when he saw Ling Yu, he deliberately stared at it for a while, and the glint in his eyes disappeared in a flash.

Ling Yu faintly noticed the other party's eyes, but he just thought that the other party was a stranger, and he didn't care.

A disciple quickly brought a set of clothes for Uncle Jian, Xue Rui and Hu Le put it on, and when Ling Yu changed his clothes, he saw that Uncle Jian's body was covered with blood grooves, and the most terrifying thing was that there was a coin-sized blood hole in his chest, and the blood was gurgling and staining his abdomen. Uncle Jian struggled to his feet, ripped off a piece of clothing and tightly tied the wound. Towards the car with difficulty.

Yu Xuerui helped Uncle Jian walk in front of Ling Yu and whispered to Ling Yu, "Thank you." Then she stretched out a hand and stuffed the copper pendant with body temperature into Ling Yu's hand.

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PS: The two chapters are updated, continue tomorrow, thank you for reading