In the middle of the night, the moon wind is high, and there is silence everywhere, and occasionally a few dog barks are heard, breaking the silence in the paint. [Ran^Text^Library] Inside the Imperial Chamber of Commerce, there were hundreds of clothed people with masked faces and whole bodies, standing there like pillars, their formation was very neat, like a well-trained army, in front of them, there was also a clothed man, his face was covered with a cloth, revealing a pair of eyes, was shining with a burst of cold light, looked around at the group of clothed people in front of him, and then said, "Now the time has come, blood wash Duanmu Mansion, no one is left, set off." "Yes," the group of clothed men roared, walked out of the Imperial Chamber of Commerce, and quickly disappeared into the night.

It was late at night, and in Duanmu Mansion, the people who had been busy all day had already gone to bed, and only a few guards carrying lanterns were patrolling back and forth. In the inner courtyard, in a small courtyard near the back mountain, Duanmu Mania's family lived here, and at this time, Duanmu Mania was sleeping heavily in the middle of the night. Suddenly, blood flashed in his arms, and a phantom appeared in front of the bed, "There is a murderous aura, there are many people coming... There is also a ground-level martial artist, "The group of clothed people never thought that before they got close to Duanmu Mansion, someone would sense their whereabouts, how high a level of cultivation can this be."

The phantom is from the hateful sky, and at this moment he frowned and muttered to himself. Such a small family, located in such a remote border town, the highest cultivation is only the innate middle level, how can he provoke such a strong person? You must know that among the martial artists, the level is clear, and compared with the ground level, the innate middle level is simply one in the ground and the other in the sky, and the identity is even worse than 108,000 miles. It stands to reason that they themselves should not have any intersection, but now there is such a ground-level martial artist, who is coming with a large group of martial artists to kill generals, and these martial artists are at least congenital, among which there are still a few Xuan ranks, looking at this momentum, it is not an ordinary revenge hunt, but to destroy the door, that dense murderous aura, even he feels his scalp tingling.

"What kind of evil has this Duanmu family created?" he wondered for a while, "What should I do?" Do you really want to ignore it and let this kid fend for himself?... No, although this kid is frivolous and disrespectful to this seat, his heart is not bad. And in any case, he also gave the eighth class of the seat a bow and was accepted as a disciple by the seat. Thinking that I am in the first life, the name of the Blood Venerable is even more frightening, if you can't even protect the disciples, this seat will also be in vain to call the title of Blood Venerable. So, it's just a matter of doing it... It's just that his family... Hey" looked at the sleeping Duanmu Mania, hesitated, and made a decision, people's hearts are flesh and blood, ten years of teaching, watching Duanmu Maniac grow from a five-year-old doll to a fifteen-year-old teenager now, during which countless efforts have been poured in, Rao is heart is as strong as iron, and he can't let go.

"Crazy boy, wake up, wake up... Something big is wrong... Something is wrong" Duanmu Mad was asleep, was woken up by a rush sound, opened his sleepy eyes, and a familiar phantom appeared in front of him, this is not the obscene old man and who is it, Duanmu Mad wondered for a while, although this obscene old man usually behaves strangely, but he will not run out for no reason, and it is now the middle of the night.

Although it was very uncomfortable to be woken up by Zhengxiang, he was inconvenient to see the anxious look on his face, so he had to say, "Old man, what's the matter with waking me up in the middle of the night?" ”

"Sleep, your Duanmu family is about to have a catastrophe, you are still sleeping, get me up" Li Hatian couldn't help but roar, this seat is about to become an ant on a dry pot, this kid is good, and he is so careless. "Old man, tell me what is going on," Duanmu hurriedly got up and asked. "What else can I do, your Duanmu family is being targeted, although I don't know who your Duanmu family has offended, but now there are hundreds of martial artists surrounding your Duanmu family" said angrily, and then his face turned pale, staring at Duanmu Madness tightly, and said with a serious face, "The cultivation of those martial artists is at least congenital."

, The highest one is the ground level, if I were you, run for your life now, while they haven't found out yet, flee to the mountain behind your Duanmu house, maybe there is still a glimmer of life. ”

"Ground... Ground level powerhouse, how can my Duanmu family offend such a strong man, old man, are you joking with me?" Hearing this news, Duanmu Maniac was stunned, the earth level powerhouse, what kind of concept is that, that kind of strong person is enough to be a marquis and worship the prime minister, placed anywhere in the dynasty, it is a well-known figure, how could such a strong man run to such a place where birds don't, to embarrass a small family that is like an ant to them?

"No, no, it must be the old man, you are wrong, or they are just over, it can't be for my Duanmu family, right... Right, the old man, "Duanmu is crazy and has no master." The strong sensing ability of Lihattian has witnessed countless times since he was a child, although he usually likes to take Lihattian to make fun, but in his heart, Lihattian is a strong man, a peerless powerhouse. In fact, Duanmu Mad had already acquiesced in what Lihattian said in his heart. But there was still a hint of luck in his heart, although the reason he found was too pale, so pale that even he couldn't believe it, and asked in an uncertain tone.

At this time, the group of clothed people had come to the gate of Duanmu Mansion, and the two guards guarding the door had their eyes glazed over, and before they even screamed, they covered their mouths and cut their throats, fell to the ground, and turned into two bloody corpses that were still "gurgling" between their throats. A group of clothed people rushed into the door, their footsteps were light, silent, tacitly separated, running to the wings everywhere, entering the room, killing, changing rooms, killing again, the clothes people moved skillfully, many people were in a deep sleep, silently cut their throats.

"What person?" "Ah" A team of patrolling guards, inadvertently bumped into a clothed person, shouted loudly, the clothed man was silent, and greeted a backhand sword, the difference in strength was too big, the guards didn't even have a chance to pull out their weapons, they were split in half by a sword of the clothed man, only shouting a heart-rending scream, and it stopped abruptly, adding a bit of weirdness to the quiet night.

The silence of the night was shattered, and people were awakened from their sleep by the screams and went out of their rooms to see what was going on. Seeing that their whereabouts had been revealed, the clothed people were no longer cautious, and they killed people when they saw them or directly broke down the door to kill people, and quickly advanced towards the inner courtyard. "Who are you?" "Don't kill me" "The head of the house save me" "You brutes" For a while, Duanmu Mansion sounded bursts of roars, begging for mercy, and calls.

Duanmu Ying, who rushed to hear the sound, looked at the scene in front of him, couldn't help but be filled with grief and indignation, and roared angrily, "Who are you? Why did you slaughter my Duanmu family for no reason" After saying that, he greeted a clothed person, Duanmu Ying's whole body was full of vitality, his palms turned blood-red, he jumped high, and blasted at the clothed person, the clothed man stood still, and when his palms were about to fall on the top of his head, he slapped out with one palm, "Boom" With a bang, the two palms struck, the clothes did not move, but Duanmuying was like a kite with a broken string, falling to the roof more than ten meters away, smashing a hole and falling into the ground. At this moment, his hand was broken, his mouth was spitting blood, and he was dying, "Everyone hurry up, all my Duanmu clan disciples must remember the ancestral teachings, the top of Nanling, the abyss of Luoqi, if you want to get the holy blood, you vow to kill the sky!"

Half an hour later, everything in Duanmu Mansion was calm, "Chief, the inspection has been completed, there is no one alive" A place in the mansion, a group of clothed people gathered together, the leader of the clothed people listened, and said, "Well, this matter has a great impact, and you must keep your mouth shut in the future, and you must not leak half a point, otherwise you know what the consequences will be, set it on fire" "Yes, please rest assured, leader" The clothes man replied in unison, and then went everywhere to light the fire, after a cup of tea, the fire on the Duanmu Mansion was monstrous, turned into a sea of fire, and the clothes people left one after another, but they didn't find that in a small courtyard, on a plane tree, there was a faint blood flash.