Penglai City, the Temple of Light, the incense has not been reduced by the attack of the mad demon Zhao Yun, and at this time people come and go, and it is very lively.

At this time, it was close to dark, and the crowd in the temple began to decrease, but it was not yet time for Ding Mu to start.

Ding Mu mixed in the crowd and entered the temple, and put on another look early in the morning. He has been hanging outside the temple all day today, just to make sure that there is no strong person among them. The disciples of the Temple of Light are all uniformly dressed, which can be seen at a glance.

Today, it was the old temple master that he wanted to kill! Ding Mu concluded that since Zheng Hua had set a trap, he would definitely not leave an inch, and in this way, the temple in the city would definitely be empty.

After half a pillar of incense, the third progress bar increased by another three percent.

"Well, the accumulation of this period of time is also very fast, it has been eighteen percent, if it has been like this, it will not go against the sky?"

Dan Ding Mu knew that at a certain stage, it would definitely not be possible to be so fast, after all, the higher the level, the greater the energy needed to advance. And if the power of faith absorbed by yourself does not increase, there will definitely be changes in the future.

After absorbing it, I first observed the form.

The two temple guards are both third-level martial arts, but what makes Ding Mu faintly worried is that there seems to be an extra fourth-layer martial arts.

The fourth floor of the martial arts was a young man who didn't do anything, so he sat in the temple and watched people come and go.

Ding Mu didn't make a move, but turned around and followed the crowd out of the hall, if he wanted to kill, he naturally couldn't do it with his bare hands, he had to bring a sword. But he was afraid of bringing a sword with him, so he attracted attention, so he entered it in this way, just to step on it.

He is not afraid that the other party will recognize his martial arts realm, first of all, he will be discovered, and the power of self-preservation is still there, and secondly, it is impossible for everyone to test the realm, then this person is tired and tired.

Sure enough, without any changes, Ding Mu left the temple.

As night fell, the worshippers began to leave.

The gate of the temple was also closed at this moment, but Ding Mu did not make a move, but waited silently nearby.

"There are two fourth-level martial arts, if you are surprised, you should be seventy percent sure, but this is too risky, unless you enter, you can severely damage one person. ”

"But if I wait until the second half of the night, it's different, it's a big deal that I'll stay in the middle of the night. ”

Thinking of this, Ding Mu didn't leave, just stared from afar.

Waiting is a bit boring, but it's even more exciting.

It wasn't until the middle of the night that Ding Mu lightly arrived at the temple wall.

This wall is about a foot and a half high, but for Ding Mu, it is easy to climb.

Entering the temple, it crouched in the shadow of the moonlight, waited for half a pillar of incense, and saw that there was no movement, and then groped in against the root of the wall.

As for the environment, he has been to this temple many times, and he is as familiar as his own family.

When you come to the backyard, there are seven or eight rooms in a row, and it is not easy to determine which room is occupied and who lives in the room.

There are four people in total, and if you can kill a martial arts fourth-layer first, then it will be easy to do.

But this can only be lucky, with the sound of snoring, Ding Mu groped under the wall.

At this time, the windows of the building were made of wood, supported by a wooden stick, leaving only a gap for ventilation.

Ding Mu didn't know who lived in this window, but he couldn't be careless, carefully opened the window, and climbed into the room.

There was only one oil lamp lit in this room, but it was dark under the oil lamp. This is called darkness under the lamp.

A shadow moved slowly under the lamp, and when it reached the head of the bed, he saw that the man's snoring was even and thick, and it was obvious that his physical fitness was extraordinary.

Ding Mu did not hesitate, and only then did he take out a dagger, and the dagger was slammed on the man's neck.

"Poof!

Blood gushed out, and there was a gurgling sound in the throat, which was a direct cut of the carotid artery and trachea.

Dan Ding Mu didn't dare to be careless at this time, he reached out to cover the man's mouth, and the hand holding the knife pressed his body again to prevent his hands and feet from twitching and making movements.

In a few minutes, there was no sound in the room.

In the drawer of the table, Ding Mu rummaged for a while, and pulled out his household registration card, a wire-bound book, and some money tickets.

After killing this man, Ding Mu blew out the light and crawled out of the window.

The person he just killed was a third-level martial artist, a temple guard, and the pressure was still very great.

Ding Mu adjusted his state, chose another window, concocted it as usual, climbed into it, and when he returned to the bedside, he saw that it was an old man!

This is the temple guard, but at this time, there are still five or six steps, and Ding Mu does not dare to get any closer. The fourth layer of martial arts has a slight sense of vigilance, too close, and I am afraid of induction after a long time.

"As long as you can kill this person, the remaining person will have movement, and you will not be afraid, but you can kill it head-on!"

Thinking of this, he no longer hesitated, this time he drew his long sword.

The cold light flashed under the oil lamp, and Ding Mu pounced on it and took the other party's throat.

With the will of the sword, it is impossible to stab the deviation, but at this time, the sleeping old man suddenly opened his eyes, and the tip of the sword was already only two feet.

Instinctively rolled, the old man actually rolled out of bed, but who was Ding Mu, that is, the sword blade stabbed this person in the eye, and the old temple master's left eye was immediately pierced.

"Ahh

This exclamation woke up all the two people who were sleeping in a daze next door.

A figure suddenly rolled over and went to get his sword, but then there seemed to be a fight and shouting from the next door.

"You're Zhao, Zhao Yun!"

"Poof!"

The sword was added again, this time in the abdomen.

The old temple owner held his intestines in disbelief and looked at Ding Mu with a look of resentment.

But Ding Mu didn't bother to pay attention to the look of his eyes, and raised his hand to take the left chest with a sword.

"Boom!"

The door panel was kicked open, and Ding Mu seemed to have a calculation, even if he was hit in the back by the door panel, he had to kill this person first.

"Poof!"

After all, the sword failed to escape, and passed directly through the left chest, and his eyes gradually dimmed, and he fell to the ground with a bang.

Ding Mu looked back, and a sword light was less than a foot away from the front door. But as soon as his head was deviated, he let this sharp sword, and a strand of hair fell, which bought time.

"What a bold man, dare to assassinate the master of my temple!" this person said, obviously seeing that Ding Mu was only at the fourth level of martial arts, and he had confidence.

"Hmph, guts, then I realized that I had guts, and it was too late!"

Ding Mu was afraid that the other party was delaying time, but there was still a third-layer martial arts outside the room, so he attacked with a sword.

Brush brush brush three swords, each sword is a vital point, this person is terrified in his heart, obviously swordsmanship is a grade higher than his own, and he has no power to fight back at all.

But at this time, there is no way to retreat, and there is no way to retreat, without help, the three layers of martial arts cannot be counted on.

Reluctantly returned a sword, as if the opponent knew his intentions, he separated his hand casually, and then three consecutive swords, and the third blow had pierced his left arm.

"Dare to hurt me, bright ---"

"Whew!"

With a sword in the face, he cut from the top of the ear to the bottom, and the whole ear left the body, and blood splattered everywhere.

"What so much nonsense, you're going to die!"

Ding Mu said, a sword pierced the man's throat, and at this time, the third layer of martial arts behind the man pounced into the room.

"Exactly!"

"Don't kill me!"

"The purpose is to kill you, what's the use of begging for mercy?"

Ding Mu said, without the slightest pause in his hand, he drew his long sword, swung away from the other party, and sent the tip of the sword into his left chest.

At this time, the man in front had just fallen, and three corpses were lying at his feet.

Looking at the three corpses, and faintly hearing that there seemed to be a shout outside, knowing that he couldn't stay here for a long time, it must have been the shouting just now, which alarmed the nearby neighbors, Ding Mu hurriedly searched the room, found some items in the two rooms, kicked it in his arms, and turned over and out of the wall.

In the darkness, a figure silently watched all this, and Ding Mu did not notice it in the slightest. It was only after Ding Mu left that the figure muttered to himself.

"No wonder this son can awaken the will of martial arts, and his natural fruit is not ordinary. ”

This is a big case, and it is definitely the largest bloody case in the history of Penglai County.

The temple master of a county of the Bright God Sect, as well as the official disciples, were assassinated in the temple together, and Penglai County was boiling.

That night, the city gates were closed, and the house was searched, but Ding Mu was already ready, and after the killing, he immediately left the city.

As for that property, what are you going to do here, maybe you won't be able to return to this city in the future.

Qin Gang and his entourage had already moved during the day, and the stronghold had already arrived outside the city, just waiting for the final blow.