Xie Jianming's brows were furrowed, he couldn't see in the dark, the voice echoed in his ears, but he couldn't locate it, this feeling made Xie Jianming very unhappy, he was used to the feeling of holding everything in the palm of his hand, and suddenly realized that this feeling of not grasping it in his hand made him feel bottomless. [Latest chapter reading.]

"Xiaochen!"

"I know it's you!"

More and more doubts in his heart, he was in Xie Mansion one second, and the middle of his courtyard was in the air, and the next second it was dark in front of him, and he appeared here, Xie Jianming was a little flustered.

He witnessed Xiaochen being hit by several violent spirit elements blasted out by the masters of the mansion, and vomited blood, not to mention being killed on the spot, but he would definitely be hit hard and fall into the hands of Xie Fu.

"But that voice just now is indeed Xiaochen!"

"Where is he?"

"Is it here too?"

"Here and there!"

Time passed little by little, and Xie Jianming could clearly hear the sound of his breathing and his increasingly unsteady heartbeat.

Damn it!

Sitting cross-legged, Ling Yuan washed his mind over and over again to calm himself, but he became more and more irritable.

The monks of Xie Fu in the outside world are also becoming more and more irritable, the assassin was not caught, and the son of the Xie family disappeared!

That's a big deal for them!

"Whoosh!"

Several figures fell.

In Xie Jianming's small courtyard, a group of people surrounded a middle-aged man with his hands behind his back, the middle-aged man's eyes were cold, and his face was terrifying.

One person stood beside him, the man lowered his head and trembled slightly, and said, "Third master, I can't find it!"

The person known as the third master exhaled a rough breath from his nose, raised his eyebrows, glanced at the person who spoke, and snorted coldly.

"Boom!"

A fierce force slammed into the man.

"Poof!"

The man who spoke was swept away by the energy and flew upside down, spurting out a mouthful of blood, spreading a blood mist in mid-air and slamming into a broken wall.

"Click!"

Cracks cracked, and the figure slammed into the wall and fell to the ground.

"Whoa!"

The ruins were completely shattered, and a puff of dust and smoke was raised.

Several people who came with the man knelt on the ground, not daring to speak.

"Ahem~"

There was a coughing sound in the dust and smoke, and the man who was blown away covered his chest, didn't care about wiping the blood from the corner of his lips, knelt down in front of the middle-aged man, and said in horror: "Third master, don't worry, I will go to find the whereabouts of the young master again." ”

"Hmph, look for it again, how do you find it!"

"There was an assassin invasion in the Xie Mansion and the destruction of the young master of the Xie family's courtyard, what are you doing, the chief of the guard! The Xie family's face has been lost tonight!"

"What's the use of leaving you!

"Third master, I can't help it!"

A middle-aged man beside him spoke.

"Huh?"

The middle-aged man raised his eyebrows and looked at the person who was talking to his side.

"Xie Kai is still useful to us, we can't kill it!"

The man gestured.

The middle-aged man took a deep breath, looked at the fragment of the corner of the clothes in his hand, and his eyes burst out with two cold rays, and said, "Find the owner of this dress!"

"He, most likely, fell from the Assassin's body. ”

Leaving the corner of the broken clothes, the middle-aged man didn't look at the group of people kneeling on the ground, snorted coldly, turned around and walked away to leave a word.

"If tonight passes and you can't find Ming'er, you will be buried in advance!"

Xie Kai sighed, wiped off the blood that had not dried at the corners of his lips, grabbed his fingers deeply into the ground, looked at the corner of the ground, looked at the group of people who left, raised his head and sighed, and roared with a hideous face: "Keep looking!"

"Knock knock~"

Suddenly, there was a sound of footsteps in the darkness, and listening to the footsteps, one of the people who came landed a little lightly, or was it injured?

The release of his divine consciousness allowed him to detect the surrounding environment, which gave Xie Jianming a glimmer of hope, but there was nothing here except for pitch darkness.

Suddenly, the divine consciousness "saw" a figure.

Xie Jianming stood up, the spirit yuan in his hand was condensed, vigilant, and his divine sense felt the figure that was slowly coming, about fifteen zhang away from him.

It's in, it's getting closer!

Xie Jianming's forehead was covered with a layer of fine sweat, "Who is it!"

"Buzz!"

Suddenly it became brighter in the darkness.

Xie Jianming's eyes narrowed slightly, and he suddenly opened his eyes wide to look at the comer, it was Xiaochen!

"You're here!"

Xie Jianming suddenly blasted out a sharp spirit yuan in his hand, exploding S towards Xiaochen.

Xiao Chen's feet avoided the bombardment attack a little, and several afterimages were shattered by Ling Yuan, and said, "Is it unexpected!"

Suddenly, one after another afterimages appeared behind Xiaochen, and he bullied Xie Jianming and slapped Xie Jianming's chest with one palm.

A black shield appeared in front of Xie Jianming.

Rumble!

The palm print slammed on the shield, and the spirit yuan scattered, shaking a circle of spirit yuan qi waves in the air.

A huge force slammed into Xie Jianming's body through the shield.

"Poof!"

Xie Jianming snorted, and a bloody sword rushed out of his mouth, wiping the ground and sliding a few feet.

"It's a bit of a surprise to be able to get out of the siege of so many people. ”

Xie Jianming wiped the blood from the corners of his lips and said coldly.

"Finally stopped pretending!"

Xiaochen snorted coldly.

His eyes swept over Xiao Chen, and he saw that there were large stains on the black clothes, and there were blood stains on the ground he walked on, his face was a little pale, and the blood on the back of his wrists and hands had not dried, and blood was still dripping.

"Hurt!

Xie Jianming's body twisted, spun and swept into the air, click, the spirit soldier in his hand transformed into a long sword, and stabbed Xiaochen's eyebrows.

Xiaochen's right hand shook in the void, wow!

A golden light flashed, the holy sword was held in his hand, and he leaned forward, slashing a chilling sword move.

Xie Jianming's brows tightened, and he secretly scolded hateful!

"Buzz!"

The swept golden holy qi was like a rainbow through the sun, violently tearing Xie Jianming's sword qi, the spirit soldier in his hand could not stop the sword qi cut by the holy sword, and was knocked away, and the sword qi cut out by the holy sword shattered and tore everything, because of the slightest obstruction, the sword qi deviated, and slashed at Xie Jianming's left arm.

"Whew!"

A blood sword soared S, Xie Jianming's left arm was cut off, and a blood Y slashed out, his body trembled violently, and his body flew out upside down like a broken kite.

"Ahh

Looking at the blood-surging broken arm, Xie Jianming hurriedly condensed a spirit yuan to protect the broken arm, cold sweat flowed on his forehead, and he gritted his teeth and stared at Xiaochen and shouted, "You bastard!"

"Ahem~"

Xiaochen coughed violently, a blood stain slowly oozed from his feet, and the hand holding the sword trembled a little, Qiang!

The holy sword rested against the floor.

He took a deep breath and said, "Damn?"

"Hmph~ What is this!"

"It seems to me that you're still alive, aren't you!"

The piercing friction sound annihilated the words that had not fallen, and the Xiaochen Holy Sword rubbed a spark on the ground, and sparks splashed slowly towards Xie Jianming.

The sound of clattering footsteps was like a dying note, and Xie Jianming's eyes finally showed a look of horror.

"Xiaochen! if you dare to kill me, I will make you and your mother die ugly!"

Suddenly, Xiaochen stopped, stared at Xie Jianming's teeth with scarlet eyes, and said indifferently: "At this time, you still threaten me!"

"You're damned!"

"If you attack my mother, your fate is death, and so do others!"

"How many come, how many I kill!"

Airplanes!

Xiaochen raised his sword and slashed down.

Xie Jianming looked at the chilling sword qi, frowned, and suddenly said violently: "Die!"

With a sharp grasp of his right hand, he crushed a piece of jade pendant and threw it at Xiaochen, and suddenly, a light and shadow flashed, and a strong coercion filled the entire space.

Xiaochen's body trembled, this kind of power ......

"Kill him, my lord!"

Xie Jianming hurriedly shouted as if he had grabbed a life-saving straw.

Xiao Chen frowned, the power exuded by this figure was actually all the coercion of the Spirit Root Realm powerhouse!

Although it was just a phantom of divine consciousness condensation, even if this phantom could only be used once, it was still easy to leave Xiaochen behind.

Before Xiaochen's Divine Soul Warrior was sacrificed, he would be killed under his palm, and there was no chance to do it at all.

Xie Jianming actually had such a thing on his body!

"To be beaten into such virtues, hum, waste!"

Xiaochen's eyes froze, and he looked at a token on the waist of the phantom who was carrying his hands, and the word "military department" was written on it.

Bingbu!

(End of chapter)