He Yiming's hand was like lightning, and he took the life of this gray-clothed man with a light palm.

This time, he shot as fast as lightning, and there was no pressure in his heart. When he killed this person, and by the way, he took off the gray clothes and the black scarf on his head and put it on, only then did he remember that he had killed another person.

He smiled bitterly in his heart, is this one life, two years of maturity, and practice makes perfect?

However, for killing these robbers who killed people for selfish desires, He Yiming's heart did not have much burden, but there was a faint sense of excitement.

This is very different from the feeling he felt after killing Hu Bin in the first place, maybe he is really used to killing.

With a toe troll, he took the big knife that the man had fallen from in his hand. Although he has not learned a special knife technique, the 36 styles of Kaishan can also be transformed into knife techniques. If it is at a critical juncture, this martial art can definitely prevent God from killing God, and Buddha from killing Buddha.

With a wrong step, he had already entered the courtyard.

A pungent smell of blood came to his face, and this originally elegant and beautiful courtyard was now stained red with blood.

The four gray-clothed masked men frantically slashed at all the creatures with knives, but in front of each of them, there were several Zhuang Ding desperately entangled. Every move they make is dangerous, and it seems that life and death are on the line.

And the courtyard is full of floating corpses at this moment, and there are all the old, weak, women and children.

But the battlefield that really decided the outcome was in the middle of the courtyard, and the big man who was the leader was fighting with Cheng Ningsheng very happily.

They all know that this is the most critical moment, and what they have learned in their lives is displayed without reservation.

The leader of the big man is holding a big knife, and the blade is cold and fierce, and there is a thin red line on it, which seems to be full of blood, giving people a strange feeling. Under his wielding, the sky was filled with shining sword light, reflecting the flames under the night sky, like a ball of bloodshot white light churning and flying.

And the old man Cheng Ningsheng, who was right with him, was old and strong, holding a crutch in his hand, which seemed to be black and inconspicuous, but it was completely made of stainless steel, and weighed as much as eighty-six catties.

Such a heavy cane is not as dazzling as the other party's wielding under the old man's wielding, but it also contains great power.

Both sides did their best, but in a moment, neither could help the other.

When He Yiming was at a loss, he suddenly heard the person in charge burst out: "Stupid, grab the box." ”

Slightly stunned, He Yiming reacted that this person was talking to himself. With a glance, he could already see a red wooden box falling on the ground outside the two people's battle group.

As soon as he saw this thing, He Yiming's eyes lit up, of course he knew what was in it. Immediately jumped over and easily took the object in his hand.

His heart was full of sighs, before he came here, how could he never have imagined that he would get this thing so easily, could it be that even God was helping him?

Cheng Ningsheng suddenly burst out, he looked at He Yiming tightly, his face was full of hideousness. The crutches in his hand suddenly came out of his hand, and with a sharp sound of breaking wind, it flew towards He Yiming like lightning.

If He Yiming was really the gray-clothed and masked man, I am afraid that he would not be able to avoid this sneak attack with crutches at this moment. But now that he has changed people, he immediately leaned down, rolled on the spot, ran out like a tanuki, and rushed out of the courtyard in the direction he came.

The crutch stuck into the wall like lightning, and the force was so great that half of the crutch pierced through it, and it trembled violently on the wall. It can be seen from this that Old Man Cheng's angry blow contains such a powerful force.

Cheng Ningsheng roared loudly, but the masked man behind him laughed loudly, and a big knife made it superb, completely enveloping Old Man Cheng's body.

After losing the blade in his hand, Cheng Ningsheng suddenly felt the pressure doubled, and he immediately understood that if he was thinking about the thousand-year-old blood ginseng again, he was afraid that he would really die today under this good knife.

Years of experience have made Old Man Cheng finally calm down at the moment of life and death, he has exerted the same powerful combat power between the flipped palms and dances, although he can't regain the disadvantage under steady fighting, but the other party wants to kill him, it is unlikely in a short period of time.

He Yiming took the mahogany box and fled the courtyard quickly, but as soon as he came out, he heard someone shouting angrily, and a powerful internal force came from the front.

At a glance out of the corner of his eye, he already recognized this person, this was the number one master in the second generation of the Cheng family, and his internal strength had reached the peak of the eighth layer of Cheng Jiahui.

As long as you look at his disheveled and embarrassed appearance at the moment, you know that he is also hearing the movement here, thinking of the old man and the thousand-year-old blood ginseng, so he hurried here.

He Yiming secretly shouted in his heart that he was unlucky, if this person was a moment late, he would have already escaped.

Facing the full blow of an eighth-layer internal strength master, even if it was He Yiming, he didn't dare to slack off in the slightest. However, just as he raised his palm, a strange thought of blaming Jiangdong suddenly crossed his heart like lightning.

The Flame Gong in his body was running rapidly, and he had already climbed to the ninth layer in an instant.

He Yiming raised his right palm, his palm had turned bright red, as if it had been coated with a layer of red paint, which made people faintly chill.

At the same time, a powerful wave of hot heat spread out from his palm, which was the special use caused by the extreme use of the Agni Gong and the full use of the true essence of this exercise.

Cheng Jiahui's face instantly became extremely shocked, as the first person of the second generation of the Cheng family, he only needed to recognize the origin of this exercise at a glance. And he has already judged that with the power of this palm, I am afraid that it is not something he can resist.

But at this moment, he has been riding a tiger and has no room to turn around.

With a loud bang, He Yiming stood in place and shook slightly, and then immediately flew out like an arrow from the string.

Cheng Jiahui's body flew upside down, bent two fist-sized small trees in the air, flew over the precious flowers and plants in the garden, and slammed into the thick earth walls of the courtyard.

However, when he saw that the man in gray did not continue to chase and kill, but fled in a panic, he was relieved in his heart. It's just that after this change, not to mention that he has already suffered internal injuries, even if he is intact, he no longer has the courage to continue to chase and kill.

After taking a few deep breaths, the hot feeling in my body was much better. Cheng Jiahui gritted his teeth, lifted his internal strength, forcibly pressed the injury down, and quickly entered the inner courtyard. As soon as he entered the inner courtyard, his eyes immediately turned red. However, the viciousness of his vision is far from being comparable to He Yiming.

He turned around suddenly, and instead of rushing towards his father's battle group, he flew in front of the four gray-clothed men who had the upper hand. In front of a crazy eighth-layer internal strength cultivator, those four cultivators with only fifth-layer internal strength didn't have any resistance at all, but they were shocked out by Cheng Jiahui and his weapons with weapons.

In mid-air, the four of them had already vomited blood and died, and they couldn't die anymore.

Then, Cheng Jiahui turned around, came to the wall, and struggled to pull out the old man's iron crutch. When he was done with all this, his body shook slightly, especially when he pulled out the iron crutch just now, the force was too great, and the injuries between his internal organs were almost uncontrollable.

The masked man led by him snorted coldly, the sword light turned and retracted, his feet were slightly forced, and he was already flying away, he came here to seize the treasure, not to destroy the Cheng family, since his subordinates had taken the treasure, of course he would not be entangled here.

Old Man Cheng didn't expect this change, but he watched this person go away, although there was infinite resentment in his eyes, but his body stood firmly in place, and he didn't have any intention of pursuing.

A terrible long howl sounded in Cheng Mansion, and as soon as the gray-clothed people who were killing people and setting fires everywhere heard this sound, they immediately whistled in unison, and then turned around and left.

They created boundless bloodshed in the entire Cheng Mansion, and it is not uncommon for them to be prepared and attack unprepared. And the most important thing is that this group of people is obviously very familiar with this tactic, and once the leader gives the order, no matter what they are doing, as long as they can still move, they will not hesitate to leave immediately.

As for the people of Cheng Mansion, they are already panicked, and since these fierce gods and evil spirits have retreated by themselves, naturally no one dares to catch up with them.

These people did not stop in the county seat, but quickly gathered towards the west gate, and when they came to the west gate, they immediately rushed out.

With a ninth-layer internal strength master like the gray-clothed leader in charge, snatching a small defenseless county gate from the inside is simply a gesture.

They passed through the city gates and left the county, and immediately entered the mountains.

More than fifty people passed through this battle, and eleven died. However, these people are all men who lick blood from the knife edge, and although their expressions are a little gloomy, no one says anything. When they first set foot on this road, they already knew their final fate.

After the leader gathered everyone together, his gaze swept over everyone, and his face suddenly changed dramatically, and it became more and more difficult to see.

The two people standing beside him, one of them asked, "Team Qiu, what's wrong with you?"

The leader turned pale and said, "Tie Lao Liu got the ginseng box, but he is not here. ”

Everyone was silent for a moment, if Tie Lao Liu fled with the treasure, then what awaited him would be an endless pursuit.

After a long time, the fierce light in the eyes of the leader splashed, and from his mouth, a cold, as if bursting out of the teeth sounded word by word: "Check ...... for me"

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