Jiangyin City, night home.

Zhang Yun danced the sword in his own courtyard, and the long sword made of red crystal iron flashed with silver sword light, and countless fallen leaves flew with it, and a sword stabbed out, connecting the pieces of flying leaves into a piece, and then the long sword shook slightly, shaking the fallen leaves on the sword into pieces.

Since cultivating the Heart Sutra of Death, Zhang Yun has already felt that his strength has changed drastically, and even the spirit of the whole person has been very different from before.

After the sword dance, Zhang Yun walked to the stone table and inserted the long sword into the scabbard.

Behind Zhang Yun, a maid brought a basin.

Zhang Yun subconsciously said: "Xinrou, have my swordsmanship improved, Xinrou ......"

Behind Zhang Yun, Ye Xiaoluo's voice came: "Madam, Sister Xinrou has left yesterday." ”

"Oh, look at my memory. Zhang Yun patted her forehead and said, "Xiao Luo, you're here." ”

Ye Xiaoluo said: "Sister Xinrou is gone, others must not be so in line with Madame's wishes, I will come and wait for Madame." ”

Zhang Yun shook his head: "I'm not a delicate person, you go and cultivate." ”

"I'll just practice here at Madame, and Madam can call me if she has something. Ye Xiaoluo said, "And I'm still used to living here." ”

"Well, well, whatever you want, little girl. Zhang Yun said with a smile.

"Boom!" suddenly there was a loud bang in the distance.

Zhang Yun looked up in astonishment and looked in the direction where the voice came from.

Ye Xiaoluo said: "Madam, it is the direction of the door." ”

"Go over and see. Zhang Yun picked up the red crystal sword, took the lead out of the courtyard door, and walked quickly in the direction of the gate.

This tremor attracted countless people, and when the nearby Yejia elder Yehai arrived, he saw that the gate of the Yejia was broken by a powerful force from the outside, and the entire gate collapsed in the courtyard, and then saw an old man in gray cloth with a pair of straw sandals under his feet, just stepping into the gate of the Yejia in a grand manner.

Along with the gate, there were four guards guarding the gate, who were spitting blood on the ground, and when the night sea arrived at their side, they died of exhaustion.

This scene was like this old man slamming his palm on the face of the night family.

Since Yechen took power, the collective sense of honor of the Ye family has skyrocketed, and after seeing this scene, Ye Hai shouted: "Who are you, why are you so insulting to my Ye family." ”

The old man said lightly: "Kill my disciple, I don't know who I am, hmph, ask Yechen to come out to see me." ”

Yehai said: "The head of the family has something to go out and is not at home, if you don't give me an explanation today, you will not be able to leave my night mansion and come here." ”

"In!" more than a dozen samurai and more than thirty samurai gathered behind the night sea

Yehai shouted: "Come with me, arrest this arrogant man, and deal with it when the head of the family returns." ”

"Yes!" the warrior behind him shouted, and then brandished the weapon in his hand and rushed towards the old man.

The old man snorted coldly: "A group of ant-like existences. "Towards the night warriors who rushed over, he slapped it with a palm.

The powerful power permeated the old man's body, and the strength of this power made the face of the warrior who rushed to kill change greatly, and his body stopped abruptly.

But it was still too late, the warrior who was the first to approach the old man was slapped out with a palm, and on the way to fly upside down, blood spat into the sky, and a large piece of the whole person's chest collapsed, and finally smashed at the foot of the night sea like a broken sandbag.

Yehai's face became extremely ugly.

Then, the old man suddenly rushed out and rushed towards the warriors who stayed in place.

Like a tiger entering a flock of sheep, these martial artists who can be regarded as masters in Jiangyin City were easily slapped away by this old man, and before they landed, they turned into corpses.

The corpses smashed to the ground, in front of them, splattered with blood from the spit they had spat out as they flew upside down.

On the stone floor, long blood marks appeared, and the thick smell of blood spread all around.

Ten people died in the impact of the old man, three of them were samurai, seven were samurai, and the rest of them saw the opportunity and hurriedly fled back, so as to escape the poisonous hands of the old man.

The old man didn't pursue them, and looked at Ye Haidao lightly: "Are you not convinced?"

Ye Hai held the long sword, his heart was full of fear, the old man's strength had completely exceeded his imagination, and even the hand holding the sword was a little trembling.

The old man glanced at Ye Hai's hand and sneered, "It turned out to be a timid ant, and I still talked to you in vain." ”

Yehai suddenly burst out and shouted: "Tell the head of the family and let him treat my Yehai wife and children well, my Yehai has not disgraced him." After finishing speaking, Yehai held a long sword and slammed towards the old man with a hideous face.

The long sword blessed the power of the night sea, bursting out with silver light, and the tip of the sword pierced the old man's throat.

The tip of the sword was getting closer and closer to the old man, and when he was about to pierce the old man's throat, the old man stretched out his finger and flicked it lightly on the tip of the sword, and Yehai only felt that there was an irresistible force acting on the long sword, and the tip of the sword was uncontrollably cheap and stabbed past the old man's ear.

Yehai couldn't restrain his sword, and the whole person continued to move forward, approaching the old man.

The old man's fingers flicked on Ye Hai's wrist again, and a sharp pain stimulated Ye Hai's nerves, causing his hand to open involuntarily and let go of the long sword that he was holding tightly.

The long sword fell, was lightly picked by the old man's feet, and then flew up and was held by the old man in his hand and placed on the neck of the night sea.

The old man said lightly: "Tell me, where Yechen is hiding." ”

Life was threatened, and a thick fear hit Yehai's nerves, and Yehai suddenly burst out laughing: "If the head of the family is here, where can you be so rampant, and on the day you bring the head of the family back, this blood debt will definitely be repaid by you." ”

"Oh, you're not afraid I'll kill you. The old man sneered faintly.

Yehai suddenly roared: "I, Yehai, am afraid of death, but I will not succumb in the hands of a villain like you, and my Yejia will not succumb in your hands." ”

"Oh, then you're going to die. The old man swiped his long sword, instantly cutting off the arteries of the night sea, and at the throat of the night sea, a stream of blood spurted out.

A silent roar came out of Yehai's mouth, and at the moment of death, Yehai suddenly became no longer afraid, but looked at the old man with a sneer, and then slowly fell to the ground.

"Four Elders. Countless people exclaimed, and then those warriors who had fled ran to the side of the night sea one after another.

"Who are you?" Zhang Yun finally arrived with Ye Xiaoluo and a handful of maids, and just happened to see the scene of Ye Hai being killed by the old man.

"Ma'am!" exclaimed countless people.

The old man looked at Zhang Yun and said lightly: "Who are you Yechen?" ”

"Yechen is my son, and who are you? Zhang Yun shouted.

The long sword in the old man's hand was thrown out suddenly, stabbing directly into Zhang Yun's chest.

(The fourth watch is over, and there is no more today.) ）

(End of chapter)