A loud roar full of resentment came from Cheng Ningsheng's mouth, he raised his cane high, his beard and hair were all open, as if the gods had appeared, majestic and incomprehensible.

Even Guan Wei, who had been in battle for a long time, was a little frightened at this moment, and he knew that the blow that this old man fired with anger must be extraordinary.

Taking a step back, Guan Wei raised the big knife in his hand to his chest, and he stared.

However, what he was waiting for was not Cheng Ningsheng's crutches that were held high above his head and seemed to be about to fall down at any time. His eyes lit up, and he immediately caught more than ten points of coldness, and immediately understood that Cheng Ningsheng was just a false shot, and what was really used against him was more than ten crossbow arrows that had been secretly aimed at him for a long time.

Fortunately, Guan Wei is extremely experienced, especially in dealing with these bows and crossbows, and has skills that are difficult for ordinary people to achieve.

His body suddenly curled up like a hedgehog, and he rolled on the spot regardless of his image, although he looked a little embarrassed, but he dodged all the crossbow arrows.

This is his real ability, a trick to keep his name from the pile of dead people and from the rain of arrows.

However, before he could stand up, there was a stormy sound of blades breaking through the air overhead.

He scolded angrily in his heart, and resisted left and right, only then did he avoid more than ten crutches from Cheng Ningsheng. It's just that he still didn't have the slightest breath, because two old men and four middle-aged people jumped out from behind Cheng Ningsheng, and they all had the eighth layer of internal strength cultivation.

As soon as these people appeared, they immediately gritted their teeth and desperately slashed at him with their weapons, as if everyone had an irresolvable deep hatred with him.

Although he is a master of the ninth layer of internal strength, he is still taken aback by this round of blows, six eighth-layer internal strength masters, even he can't ignore it.

Finally dodging it, a thick cane stood up in front of him again.

Guan Wei's ferocious temperament was suddenly stimulated, he roared, no longer paying attention to the crutches that hit his head, and slashed with a big knife backhand, and he was going to fight with Cheng Ningsheng to lose both.

However, he had barely slashed halfway with his broadsword when he was blocked by a spear.

Guan Weixin screamed badly, and desperately turned his head sideways, but was swept on the side of his left arm by this crutch, and suddenly felt a hot pain, and almost half of his body was paralyzed.

A figure arrived from his side, standing side by side with Cheng Ningsheng, looking at him coldly.

Guan Wei gritted his teeth, and suddenly heard countless screams.

It turned out that there were far more than a dozen crossbow arrows just now, and in addition to dealing with him, there were dozens of crossbow arrows shooting towards the rest of the people. Most of the old subordinates who had been with him for decades were wounded by arrows.

Looking at He Quanxin, he asked with a cruel smile, "Who is Your Excellency?" There doesn't seem to be a second ninth-level cultivator in the Cheng family. ”

He Quanxin put away the spear in his hand and said loudly: "He Quanxin of Hejiazhuang has seen the leader of the pass. ”

"Hejiazhuang ......" Guan Wei nodded again and again, he gritted his teeth and said: "What a Hejiazhuang, as well as the Cheng family, you bastards, dare to hurt our red scarf thieves, the big boss and the second boss will definitely not let you go, and they will definitely kill all of you, and the chickens and dogs will not be left." ”

Cheng Ningsheng slowly put away his crutches, and the resentment in his eyes was no less than that of the other party.

"Yes, then we'll wait for them here, Red Turban Thief, hehe, let's see who the chicken and dog don't keep. ”

Cheng Fu inexplicably killed and injured so many people this time, and even the thousand-year-old blood ginseng was lost. In this case, it has long been a day of disagreement with the red scarf thief, either you die or I die.

He Quanxin hesitated slightly, and sighed in his heart, knowing that this time the He family would not want to get out.

However, after all, the red scarf thief is a horse thief in Taichong County, and the Cheng family is one of the three major forces in the county.

Cheng Ningsheng said, raised the cane in his hand, and said, "Nephew He Xian, you and I will join forces to kill this person, how about it?"

"Okay, everything is up to the old man's orders. He Quanxin said loudly.

The two of them moved, and they rushed forward at the same time with a shot in the sky, as if they were swaying towards Guan Wei like a storm in the sky.

Guan Wei's heart was filled with anger, but when it came to the point where the mountain was exhausted, he did not show weakness, and a big knife danced so much that it was impenetrable, although it was a game of one and two, but with the ferocity in his bones, he did not fall behind in a short period of time.

The rest of the people were naturally not idle, He Quanming and He Yitian helped the Cheng family to rush up, and surrounded those injured and the horse thieves who were lucky enough to avoid the bow and crossbow.

The two sides didn't speak again, but fought desperately, but this time the strength of the horse thieves was far from that of Cheng and He's two families, although the horse thieves were fierce and abnormal, but they were still like the autumn wind sweeping the leaves, and they were quickly killed or captured.

He Yiming didn't make a move, he took out three pieces of steel nearly one meter long from the large package behind him, and assembled them one by one.

When these three pieces of copper and iron were assembled, they suddenly turned into a huge, three-meter-long terrifying long-handled broadsword.

Looking at this big knife, the old and middle-aged people in the Cheng family all changed color on their faces.

This broadsword is no stranger to their generation. They had all seen the majesty of this broadsword when they were young. At that time, in the entire Taicang County, there was only one person who could compete with this big sword.

It's just that in the past 20 years, this big knife has been hidden, and some people in the younger generation have never even heard of it. But today, when the broadsword reappeared, their hidden memories were immediately clear.

Looking at the young He Yiming, the elders of the Cheng family had mixed feelings in their hearts.

As for the younger brothers of the Cheng family, they were also shocked by this terrifying-looking big knife, they may not have heard of the legend of this big knife, and they don't know that the foundation of the entire He family was laid by this big knife. But just look at the appearance of this big knife, no one will be idiotic to think that this is an ornament.

He Yiming held the big knife in his hand like this, and his eyes quietly fell on Guan Wei and the others.

He didn't come forward to besiege, although there are no rules to deal with this kind of person, but if you want to kill him on the spot instead of getting out, then the more people besieging the better.

After half a ring, He Yiming's brows furrowed slightly, they still underestimated this guy's tenacity, under the siege of two masters of the same level, although he was staggered, it seemed that he couldn't hold on at any time, but he never suffered any real damage from beginning to end.

Nine-layer internal strength masters, to their point of being, it may not be difficult to defeat them, but if you want to kill them, it will never be easy.

Seeing that all the partners around him were ambushed, Guan Wei suddenly shouted, and with a wave of his left hand, a series of sudden bursts of air broke sound, and several flying knives seemed to appear suddenly from the netherworld, flashing snow-white and bright light under the sunlight and flying towards Cheng Ningsheng.

Although Old Man Cheng hated him to the core. But it is not enough to fight with him in this situation of absolute dominance, his body is in shape, and the crutches are twisted and twisted, which has completely blocked these flying knives.

But at this moment, Guan Wei was already a combination of human swords, turning into a flash of lightning and slamming towards He Quanxin.

He Quanxin's face changed slightly. He had already faintly sensed that this knife contained Guan Wei's whole body strength, and there was a desperate mood in that fierce momentum, if he blocked this knife, he was afraid that he would really lose both.

As soon as his mind moved, his momentum suddenly weakened, and as a last resort, He Quanxin took two steps back, and the spear in his hand was lightly raised, avoiding his crazy knife.

Guan Wei laughed loudly, his body was like electricity, and he had already escaped from the entanglement of the two ninth-layer masters.

Although the brothers he brought with him have all been wiped out this time, as long as he is still alive for a day, he can come back at any time to avenge his brothers.

He only remembered that the He and Cheng families teamed up to kill all his subordinates, but he couldn't remember that this dispute was actually provoked by them first.

For these horse thieves, it's okay for them to kill, that's a matter of course. But if people kill them, it will never work. As long as there is a breath of air, you must take revenge.

However, just as he could laugh, a flower suddenly appeared in front of him, and then he felt a powerful, almost unthinkable wind rushing towards him, and at the same time his eyes were dazzled by a dazzling light.

Fortunately, years of life and death experience made him react at the last moment, and the big knife in his hand was raised high and blocked in front of him at the last moment.

There was a loud bang, and He Yiming's long-handled broadsword was already unfancy, and it slashed heavily on Guan Wei's long-handled knife.

Although Guan Wei's long knife is not small, it is not worth mentioning compared to the long handle big knife.

Hit by this knife, it was like Mount Tai pressing on the top, Guan Wei's body could no longer stand, and his feet staggered backwards, wanting to dissolve this extremely heavy knife.

However, he had just withdrawn a few steps. I felt a huge force coming from behind me. His heart was not good, but at this moment there was no room for maneuver.

A thick crutch with unforgettable hatred and the hatred of hundreds of people smashed into Guan Wei's waist.

He suddenly let out a loud roar, and the whole person was smashed in half, the upper and lower halves were blurred with flesh and blood, and the miserable screams were terrifying, and large patches of blood stained the ground red, and even the internal organs were scattered.

But even so, he did not die on the spot, but screamed in pain. After half a ring, he tried his best to tear to death.

Cheng Ningsheng looked at him coldly, his eyes flashing with the pleasure of revenge, which was equally chilling.

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