"Who is he?"

With a slightly biased gaze, Tang Yaoxiang looked at the poor woman and suddenly asked.

"He used to be a mercenary leader. Fourteen years ago, in a contest between good and evil, he was half-paralyzed and has been bedridden ever since. However, he falls into the latter category, and has always been in the company of the dark Ones. In order to reward the generous lu, the entire family took refuge in the forces under the Ice Alliance early, and now serves the Cao family of the six third-level directly governed families under the Ice Alliance. It is said that he killed a lot of decent people, and now he is recuperating at home, receiving very generous injury and illness benefits. The poor woman said.

"The big battle fourteen years ago!" Tang Yaoxiang was shocked. The mastermind behind this war was the Northern Wilderness Ice Phoenix Clan Alliance, which colluded with the directly governed families in various places, took advantage of the internal discord of the twelve major factions of the Tang Dynasty, and eliminated them one by one, creating a tragedy that caused a sensation in the cultivation world at that time.

Since the founding ancestors of the twelve major factions were all from the Tang Dynasty in the small world, the highest ruling class in the mainland at that time did not take this incident too seriously.

After hearing the poor woman's words, Tang Yaoxiang nodded thoughtfully and asked, "How high is his cultivation?"

"It's about the third order of the Qi Control Realm!" the poor woman muttered.

Tang Yaoxiang's complexion did not change much. Raising his eyes slightly, he swept over the alley, and when he saw that it was getting late, he and the poor woman quickened their pace.

The town at the foot was the sphere of influence of the ancient Qiangshan faction fourteen years ago, to be precise, it was the sphere of influence of the ancient Qiangshan clan of the Tang Dynasty, and now it is classified as the territory of the Cao family. It is divided into different districts, each district is relatively scattered, and the overall area is very vast.

Hungry for two whole days, as she walked, the poor woman's eyes lit up and she went limp.

Tang Yaoxiang hurriedly helped him up. He wanted to summon a pack horse beast to pull a caravan, but remembered the explanation of the black medicine master before leaving, so he dispelled the idea.

Taking the 10,000-year-old bamboo basket that the poor woman straddled on her shoulders, Tang Yaoxiang carried her in the direction of the grave circle in the southwest corner of the town.

Although it was getting late, many citizens in the neighborhood recognized the two of them.

One is a local, and the other is the shopkeeper of Siyue Pharmacy. As far as they knew, the latter were not only outlanders, but also inferior races.

What kind of physiognomy did a high-ranking Terran woman lie on the back of a low-ranking Terran boy! You must know that in the cultivation realm, the Terran hierarchy is an existence that can be called slavery.

Soon, various versions of speculation and rumors, after some oil and vinegar, spread to all corners of the nearby community, and also to the ears of the middle-aged man lying on the couch before.

The silver moon gradually faded into a dark cloud, and the narrow alley became more and more gloomy and deserted.

Sweeping his eyes on the ground, the little leader of the mercenaries saw the footprints left on the ground. According to the depth of the footprints, as well as by sensing the faint fluctuations of Yuan Force, he concluded that the young man who was with the poor woman just now had cultivated one order lower than him.

The low-level human race only has the cultivation authority of the low-level exercises. In his opinion, even if the young man was two orders above him, he was no match for him.

Except for jealousy, there is resentment. He deduced that the boy was no more than fifteen or sixteen years old, a dozen years younger than him.

The inferior human race! young age, sound limbs, cultivation around the second order of the Qi Control Realm, like a dagger, deeply pierced his distorted mind.

What made him most jealous was that this foreign boy had moved the woman he had secretly coveted for a long time on the territory under his master's jurisdiction.

Suddenly, an extremely vicious thought flashed in his mind, he must eat this young man alive, and let the poor woman accompany her to spend the rest of her life in a chaise longue.

Between the finger pinching knots, the middle-aged man released a complete momentum from inside and outside, instantly wrapping the chaise longue under him.

This recliner has an independent dantian, and this independent dantian is derived from that complete set of momentum.

In the printing and knot conversion room, the chaise longue floated up with the middle-aged, and followed the footprints left on the alleyway, tracking in the direction of Tang Yaoxiang and the poor woman.

......

The grave of the poor woman's family is located in the mountains and forests, with boulders blocking the way, the path barren, and from time to time a beast's roar is heard from the deep mountains and mountains. Walking in the middle of the night gives people a creepy sense of killing.

Along a stone staircase surrounded by greenery sandwiched between boulders, Tang Yaoxiang carried the poor woman on his back to the first tomb, which was a small dirt slope.

It was only then that the poor woman came to her senses and cried over the tombstone. Under the persuasion of Tang Yaoxiang, he took out the incense candle from the 10,000-year-old bamboo basket and lit it and inserted it in front of the grave. He also took out the snacks and fruits that the deceased liked to eat before his death from the storage bag and put them in the bowls and plates.

After a brief offering, the two turned and walked towards another nearby tomb.

Tang burned incense and guarded the poor woman every step of the way, always maintaining a high degree of vigilance.

Just when he was infected by the excitement of the poor woman and fell into grief and indignation, the light and shadow above his head flickered, and a dark shadow spot was pressed down.

Tang Yaoxiang instinctively looked up and saw a boulder, falling straight down from the air and smashing into the two of them.

At the critical moment, Tang Yaoxiang flashed violently with the poor woman in his arms. The boulder fell down with a loud "boom", accompanied by bright sparks, and a dull echo like thunder sounded in my ears.

Tang burned incense and urgently ran to cultivate, fingering the seal between the knots, and the surrounding clouds and mist quickly lingered, enveloping the two of them. In the clouds, Tang Yaoxiang took out the teleportation banner and hid the poor woman in it. Immediately after that, he ran again, and the mysterious cyclone in the dantian ran until the full moon, and the dragon on his forehead loomed out.

......

Suddenly, a streamer of light rushed towards the clouds from a boulder dozens of meters away. If the cultivation is high enough, it can be discerned by the naked eye that this streamer is a middle-aged man in an ancient battle robe.

He planned to slap Tang to death with one palm, and then snatch the poor woman to enjoy it slowly.

However, at the moment when this streamer rushed into the clouds, two palms flashed out of it, and without hesitation, they collided with the two palms of the middle-aged man.

For the moment before the bombardment, a trace of disdain flashed in the middle-aged man's mind, but soon, his thoughts changed, and the opponent was stronger than he imagined.

The middle-aged man was bombarded, and the next scene made his face change greatly.

At the moment when the middle-aged man was staggering on his back, a humanoid momentum rushed out from the inner shadow of the cloud, holding a white jade scimitar formed by pure momentum, and playing a set of knife techniques as fast as lightning. However, just two stabs in a row, that is, the body turned outward, giving up the entire position.

At the same time, another humanoid momentum rushed out from within the clouds, swinging a third sword at lightning speed. Like the previous humanoid momentum, after landing, after playing the remaining sword techniques, he turned around with a lunge and drew a knife upwards in the final posture to freeze his body.

The momentum of the two humanoids, with the momentum of forming horns with each other, fixed the body, like a butterfly suddenly spreading its sharp wings.

In the end, the front and back tacitly cooperated, and jointly completed the "Polar Shadow Quick Knife Triple Convergence Style".

Kill, kill, kill!

Three knives in a row, breaking through the wind, the void sonorous, and the three tones echoed, like a symphony of death, making the middle-aged blood pressure rise suddenly, and the pupils of the eyes shrank in shock.

......

"Return!" Suddenly, a broken cry came from within the clouds.

The two humanoid momentum, which was fixed in a lunge and turning posture, as if they had heard an order, put their swords back into place, rose up, and descended from the top, sequentially and continuously submerged into the clouds, becoming one with the young man's body.