Boom!

With a bang, Zhen Yinjian's whole person smashed into the stall on the long street opposite the Qian Mansion, fell into the sunshade curtain, and the whole person disappeared!

"Hahaha, you deserve it, after such a heavy blow, this kid is afraid that he will be half crippled if he doesn't die, or the master's mother is smart, and she will rectify this thief as soon as she makes a move!" Lao Chen stroked his palms lightly, and flattered the noble lady with a shy face.

"Hmph!" the mistress snorted softly, a satisfied smile on her face.

Although she is the wife of the head of the family, she has taken over the power of the head of the family and acted as the head of the family for the past two years, and many old people in the clan are not convinced. So she desperately wanted some means to subdue the stubborn elders in her family. Today's work is done beautifully, and it is indispensable to subdue those unconvinced elders and stabilize their position.

Therefore, the young man who came to make trouble today, no matter what the purpose is, will definitely be punished by her. And she couldn't know the strength of these dead people, the physical strength of these people is even comparable to that of the monks of the Innate Spirit Power Realm, and the combined attack is enough to subdue the monks of the Innate Spirit God Realm, which is also the effect of the perennial medicinal bath.

The cost of cultivating the dead is extremely high, and most families do not have the financial resources. Although the Qian family is considered a first-class family in Montenegro City, it has cultivated eight such dead soldiers. But don't say it, it's worth the money!

"Master, master!" Qian Gongzi struggled to spit out the rag in his mouth, and looked at the place where Zhen Yinjian fell with a panicked expression. He knew in his heart that this was the introductory disciple of the Qihuang Authentic Sect in the future, and if he was killed, it would be a big trouble to provoke those immortal masters!

"Hahaha, master, what master, I think it's dung! I'm sorry!" Seeing that Qian Gongzi was deflated, Lao Chen couldn't say anything proud at this time.

Bang dang, bang dang......

The sound of debris gradually sounded, and Zhen Yinjian's upper body was trying to get up from the messy stall.

"I don't care where you came from, go back and tell your master, you want to hit my Qian family's attention, dream!" Seeing that the young man was not dead, she was surprised, but she also expected that the man was seriously injured.

Zhen Yinjian got up, patted the ashes, and exhaled, completely ignoring the words of the Qian family's housewife.

"Alas, it's dusty!" Zhen Yinjian sighed and patted the dust on his body, but fortunately he didn't cut his clothes. He didn't even feel any hurt in his body!

He was a little surprised in his heart, this "God Emperor Immortal Body" was so domineering, this physical power comparable to the innate realm bombarded his body, and it only made his head a little confused, but he was not injured in any way.

Just because the innate realm is so good, Zhen Yinjian is even more looking forward to the future of this powerful bloodline!

The lady's eyelids jumped, he didn't expect the young man in front of him to be hit so hard and not get up like no one else, could it be that this person pretended to be fine?

"Up!" Seeing that the man had not yet fallen, the bearded man of the eight dead men turned dark, and ordered the others to pounce.

"Damn, don't come out if you live for a long time, provoke Lao Tzu and waste his energy!" The bearded man complained in his heart, but his punch was not light!

In an instant, these eight people once again stepped on their unique footwork to block Zhen Yinjian's surrounding ten steps, suppressing his range of action little by little. The fist entered and exited the wind, swept the legs and shook the leaves, and the eight of them all squandered their strength on Zhen Yinjian's body. At this time, Zhen Yinjian didn't dodge or dodge, and ate more than ten or twenty punches attacked by these eight people.

Knock knock!

The iron fist smashed into more than ten key points around Zhen Yinjian's body, but he stood there motionless, without saying a word, as if he was savoring something!

"Damn, pour it down to Lao Tzu!" The bearded man saw that his brothers had attacked dozens of punches, and he didn't see him take a step back when he hit this person, and there was no sign of vomiting blood and being injured, and he vaguely felt something was wrong in his heart. He didn't care so much, stepped on the wall with one foot, jumped up and slashed at Zhen Yinjian's head.

With a fierce gaze, he sneered in his heart:

"You pretend to Lao Tzu, eat this Taishan split, and make sure to split your head!

When he made a move, he had already measured that this person had the cultivation of the innate realm, which did not exceed the spiritual realm. Looking at his early twenties, his cultivation realm is so high, comparable to the masters and city lords of some big cities, and his future is limitless.

Thinking of the pain and torture he had suffered from receiving training as a dead soldier since he was a child, and comparing it to this person's young and advanced cultivation, the flames of jealousy almost swallowed his heart.

"Lao Tzu has never killed a genius like you, pretend, give the uncle to you!"

There was blood in the eyes of the bearded man, and this heavy kick was even heavier under the hatred!

Click!

But I saw a dull sound, and then there was a crisp sound, and the bearded strong man who was still strong just now kicked Zhen Yinjian but fell under his heavy punch, and the whole body was unbalanced, and he flew several feet and fell to the ground.

And the bearded man hugged his bloody calf and wailed loudly, his face pale and he shouted loudly!

"Hit, shoot him to death!"

Seven strong men swarmed up with expressionless faces, their palms like the wind, their heavy fists broke through the air, and some people took out sharp daggers and rushed up. And the housewife of the Qian family looked at the scene in front of her, but she didn't seem to have the intention of stopping it!

Zhen Yinjian smiled coldly, the whole person flew like a spirit ape, his body was volleyed in the air, and he hit the strong man with a dagger with one punch. Then there was a reflexive elbow blow to the dead man in the back, whose face was dripping with blood, and he retreated. Of course, at this time, two people took advantage of the chaos to smash Zhen Yinjian's back sideways, but he unceremoniously replied with his old fist.

Repelling the two men, Zhen Yinjian continued to take advantage of his rough skin and thick flesh to run left and right in the encirclement of seven people, or punch the sky to smash the jaw of the strong man, or sweep his lower body and kick the leg bones of the dead soldier, or elbow to the chest of the attacker. It's just more than ten breaths, Zhen Yinjian is like a tiger descending from the mountain, and the seven strong men he beat were scarred, seriously injured and fell to the ground, wailing, but he no longer had the ability to fight.

And Zhen Yinjian, who has eaten more than a dozen sets of heavy fists and whip legs, except for the clothes on his body that are a little tattered, he only feels a little hot in his body, and he has no sense of pain!

"You're a beast, a beast!" Even the bearded man who had been tempered by life and death was moved at this moment, in the face of an invincible enemy, he could no longer have the courage to fight, and left Zhen Yinjian far away from the ground.

Zhen Yinjian shook his head, feeling in his heart that these people were not real dead soldiers. The real dead soldier is a murderer who knows that the enemy is invincible, and will gnaw the flesh from the enemy even if the bone is broken, and it is an existence that is not afraid of death for the sake of orders. These so-called dead soldiers of the Qian family have strong physiques, combined attack skills, and superhuman combat effectiveness, but they do not have an iron will.

Come to think of it, such a family cultivator with the highest level of cultivation will not exceed the innate realm, and naturally there is no secret technique to stimulate the dead to fight to the death!

"Waste, waste!" Seeing that the dead soldiers that the family had spent a huge amount of money on cultivating were so useless, her face turned blue with anger, and her evaluation of these dead soldiers was a few points lower.

"Zhuge Keqing, An Keqing, bother the two to punish this person, whether you live or die, your benefits are indispensable afterwards!" Although the situation was time and space, this noble lady did not panic, but just quietly ordered the two guest secretaries of the family to go out of battle, showing her calm courage after many major events!

"Okay, I'll make a move later!" Two figures suddenly flew out of the inner wall of the Qian family, both of whom looked like they were fifty years old. One was dressed in a short brown coarse coat, tall and thin, with two mouse-haired moiskers, while the other was dressed in a green coat and a medium build, with a tiger's head knife in his hand, strong muscles, and a hosta on his head.

The two flew out of the Qian Mansion, the tall and thin Keqing stepped on the wall pier, borrowed his body to pull a foot high, drove forward with his right hand, and pointed to Zhen Yinjian's eyebrows.

"White Jade Finger!"

But he saw that his middle finger flew out a burst of energy, slashing through the sky, causing air vibration, and his face hurt before he could shoot Zhen Yinjian a few feet away.

And the reckless man who broke out on the right side, he held the knife in both hands, took a sharp breath in his chest, and slashed down with a volley. The body of the tiger head blade was attached to a cyan energy, sweeping through the void, and it even let out a sharp hiss. Although this person has a strong physique, his body is not slow, and within three steps, he approached the position of more than ten inches in front of Zhen Yinjian's body, and the tiger head knife cut Zhen Yinjian's abdomen horizontally. But as soon as he got started, he used all his strength, trying to cut the young man in front of him into two pieces with one knife, leaving no room at all!

Both of these people have the cultivation of the innate spiritual power realm, and under the joint attack, they can almost instantly defeat the strong enemies of the same level. The actual combat ability of the two of them far exceeded the previous eight Acquired Realm dead soldiers, and with this move, Zhen Yinjian's action space was instantly locked, forcing him to retreat, and he could only be forced to attack the two of them!

At this moment, Zhen Yinjian, who is only in the innate spiritual power realm, has neither advanced exercises nor unique body evasions, and it seems that he is about to be low. But at this moment, he stood there, his body still moving, as if he saw that these two people were too powerful and were waiting to die!

As soon as the command is out, the strength is strong, and the golden knife is added to the body, and the party is swept vigorously. At this critical moment, Zhen Yinjian's eyes widened, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and his right hand was raised. I don't know if it is suitable, there is also a cyan energy in his hand that is the same as that of the tiger-headed sword man, and the qi is more condensed, although it only covers the palm of his hand, it makes a buzzing sound!

"Chop!" Zhen Yinjian turned his palm into a knife, his body turned to the left, and the knife in his right hand took advantage of the momentum. I saw a green mang turn into a match, sweeping across the tall and thin Keqing's fingers. Qingmang was so fierce that he cut off this person's fingers like cutting tofu. The severed finger flew to the ground, and the white jade finger collapsed, and blood spilled on the white ground.