Ling Yu's guess was right, the murderer of the kind old couple was none other than someone from the Zhong family in Sixiang City. They were led by Zhong Zhenhong, accompanied by the four heroes of the Zhong family, and also led fifty dead soldiers of the Zhong family. And the person who killed the couple was Zhong Wuli, the third eldest of the four heroes of the Zhong family.

The four heroes of the Zhong family, like Zhong Zhenhong, are also the children adopted by Zhong Zifan's father, and they are four brothers of the same mother. Zhong Zifan's father first adopted Zhong Zhenhong, and when Zhong Zhenhong was seven years old, when Zhong Zifan's father returned from going out, he brought back the four heroes of the Zhong family. At the beginning, Zhong Zifan's father intended to train the four of them to be the most loyal domestic slaves of the Zhong family, so he brainwashed the four of them since he was a child, instilling a kind of idea that no matter what happened, the interests of the Zhong family should be the greatest, so that they would have a sense of dependence on the Zhong family imperceptibly.

The four heroes of the Zhong family are: Zhong Wuwu, Zhong Wuyan, Zhong Wuli, and Zhong Wuhate. In order to allow themselves to return to heaven, the four brothers continued to serve the Zhong family. Zhong Zifan's father specially visited famous teachers and sent them to the masters to practice when the four heroes of the Zhong family were young. After twenty years of training, they finally became a backbone of the Zhong family. The four brothers have their own characteristics, and Zhong Wuhen's cultivation is the highest, but his mind is dull. Zhong Wuyan's cultivation is the lowest, but he has a bright mind. Zhong Wu is poisonous and ruthless. Zhong Wuxian is known for his use of poison.

This time, the four brothers got Zhong Zifan's order and followed Zhong Zhenhong to arrest Ling Yu. Originally, they didn't take it very seriously, thinking that a hairy boy less than twenty years old couldn't make much of a storm. But since they learned that even the Void Beast hadn't killed Ling Yu, they had re-examined Ling Yu's cultivation. Among these five leaders, Zhong Zhenhong and Zhong Wuhen are on equal footing, and they have both reached the pinnacle of breaking delusion. Zhong Wuli and Zhong Wuyan were in the early stage of the Breaking Delusion Realm, while Zhong Wuyan was at the peak of the Kui Star Realm.

In fact, the five of them had already set off, but they didn't know where Ling Yu was. Although Zhong Zhenhong made a soul lamp out of a strand of Ling Yu's hair, because Ling Yu had been hiding in the belly of the Void Beast for three days, and the Void Beast was a space beast that hid Ling Yu's breath, Zhong Zhenhong couldn't know Ling Yu's exact location. It wasn't until last night that the soul lamp showed where Ling Yu had landed. In this way, Zhong Zhenhong led the four heroes of the Zhong family to set off overnight and came to this unknown small mountain village.

When everyone came to the small mountain village, it was already the beginning of the hour, and they chased in the direction indicated by the soul lamp. But they didn't expect to pounce, because Ling Yu had already left a quarter of an hour before they arrived. And the breath of all kinds of beasts in the mountains and forests covered Ling Yu's breath, so they didn't know where Ling Yu went. In desperation, a few people came to the old man's house and forced the old man to tell Ling Yu's whereabouts. After the killing, the people did not leave, but lurked in the mountain village. With Zhong Zhenhong's understanding of Ling Yu, he will definitely come back. When Ling Yu returned, Zhong Zhenhong always wanted to sneak attack Ling Yu, but found that Ling Yu's divine sense was extremely keen, so they had no chance to make a move, so they endured it until the end.

Now Zhong Zhenhong was not worried that Ling Yu would run away at all, because he could see that he had successfully provoked Ling Yu, and if he did not avenge the old couple, Ling Yu would never leave. It is precisely because of this that Zhong Zhenhong looks confident.

Ling Yu ran wildly all the way, casting the Holy Dragon Crossing, increasing his speed to the limit. I saw that the grass and trees around him were quickly thrown behind him, and even Ling Yu could hear the sound of breaking the sky that erupted around him because of his rapid speed. He forced himself to calm down as he ran. Because he sensed that the cultivation of the five people chasing behind him was much higher than his own, the revenge of the two old men had to be avenged, but it was by no means a reckless killing. After traveling about fifty miles, the surrounding area was barren at this time, and Ling Yu stopped and looked at the people who were chasing after him.

"Yo, this is the person who escaped from you and killed the young master under your nose? Step aside, I'll be enough for him alone. Zhong Wuli stared at Ling Yu and said disdainfully to Zhong Zhenhong.

"Hmph, that's because you haven't had contact with him, although this person has a lowly cultivation, but he is extremely treacherous. You have to go on your own, we have no opinion, we just hope you don't humiliate yourself. Zhong Zhenhong didn't seem to have a good impression of Zhong Wuli, and when he heard his words, Zhong Zhenhong snorted coldly.

Although Zhong Zhenhong and the four heroes of the Zhong family are both domestic slaves of the Zhong family, they are actually incompatible, and they can't get used to each other. If it weren't for Zhong Zifan's order to let them go together, I believe they would have disdained to be with each other.

"Boy, are you the one who played Zhong Zhenhong around? I appreciate you a little now, if it weren't for the fact that you killed our young master, maybe I would have taken you as an apprentice. But now it looks like you're dead. Zhong Wuli said with a smile to Ling Yu.

Although Zhong Wuli was smiling on the surface, the killing intent in his eyes was not hidden at all. Ling Yu looked at Zhong Wuli quietly, and suddenly asked, "You are the murderer of those two old men, right?"

"Uh-huh, you're very smart, yes, I killed those two people, who told them to be heroes and protect you even though they didn't cultivate! But I'm curious, how do you know that I killed them?" Zhong Wuli didn't hide it, and sneered.

"There's no point in asking that question now, because in my eyes you're already a dead man! Actually, it doesn't hurt to tell you, of the five of you, you are the only one who wields a knife, and the wound on the old couple's body matches the shape of your knife. So, I guess it must be you who have done something to them!" Ling Yu said lightly with a blank expression. He secretly estimated that the probability of leaving all five of them behind was almost zero. Because the cultivation of any of the five of them was much higher than their own, but the revenge of the old couple could not be avenged, so Ling Yu wanted to kill the real murderer with the knife in front of him first, and first get back a little interest for the kind old man. After all, among these five people, the person with the knife in front of him is the culprit.

"Hahaha, I appreciate your inconsiderate strength! Tell you, my name is Zhong Wuli, don't wait for a while to go to hell, and be a ghost who died unjustly when you go to report to the king of Hades, you don't even know who killed you. Hearing Ling Yu's words, Zhong Wuli's eyes became even more murderous. He licked his lips, a bloodthirsty glint flashed in his eyes, and said cruelly to Ling Yu. In fact, Zhong Wuli was also very puzzled, where did a hairy boy who had just stepped into the Kuidou realm get his confidence, didn't he know that his cultivation was not enough in front of several people?

"This sentence is also for you, my name is Ling Yu, don't wait to see the king of Hades, be a ghost who died unjustly!" As soon as the words fell, I saw Ling Yu suddenly rush towards Zhong Wuli. He unleashed the Holy Dragon Ferry to the extreme, like a bolt of lightning shooting towards Zhong Wuli. At the same time, the broken sword was held in Ling Yu's hand, and the "Falling Immortal Jue" moved at will. The broken sword flickered with a cold blue light and slashed towards Zhong Wuli's head, affected by Ling Yu's emotions, the dragon blood in Ling Yu's body instantly awakened, and a layer of golden dragon scales wrapped Ling Yu, which was extremely majestic.

Zhong Wuli saw that Ling Yu didn't agree with each other and made a move, and he was also taken aback by his sudden move. Although Ling Yu's words were arrogant, Zhong Wuli didn't expect him to be so uninhibited, and he dared to be so arrogant even when the strength of the two sides was so different. A trace of disdain flashed in the corner of Zhong Wuli's eyes, and the Wind Thunder Knife flicked upward, as if it was about to hold up Ling Yu's broken sword. In his opinion, although Ling Yu's courage is commendable, after all, he is a stinky child, and no matter how he defies the sky, he will not have much strength.

And when Zhong Wuli's Wind Thunder Knife came into contact with Ling Yu's broken sword, Zhong Wuli was shocked. Because when the swords touched, Zhong Wuli felt that his arm was numb, as if the divine thunder penetrated into his body during the tribulation, and the whole arm instantly lost consciousness. Moreover, this tingling sensation actually traveled along his arm to the heart. Zhong Wuli finally knew why Zhong Zhenhong was so jealous of Ling Yu, Ling Yu's exercises were extremely weird, and people couldn't guard against them. In this way, Zhong Muyang was killed by Ling Yu in front of Zhong Zhenhong's eyes, which seems to make sense.

These thoughts only flashed through Zhong Wuli's mind, but only for a moment. He was worthy of being an old Jianghu who had been practicing for decades, and when he felt the strangeness of his body, Zhong Wuli hurriedly drew his knife and retreated, shaking Ling Yu's broken sword. I saw him swaying and jumping out of the way.

"Interesting, boy, I've managed to get my attention. Zhong Wuli shook his hand behind his back, trying to get rid of the tingling feeling. He put away his previous cynical look, stared at Ling Yu tightly, and said in a deep voice.

Seeing that after the blow, Zhong Wuli was not injured, and Ling Yu's heart became more solemn. According to the previous strategy, Ling Yu would spin the blade of the sword and stab into Zhong Wuli's heart when Zhong Wuli was paralyzed. But now it seems that Zhong Wuli is much more difficult to deal with than he expected.

However, Ling Yu didn't show too much frustration, Zhong Wuli was originally a person who cultivated to be strong, and his cultivation was three realms higher than himself, if he was killed by himself so easily, then this Zhong Wuli was too incompetent. Moreover, in the cultivation world, daring to do something to someone so much higher than his own realm is simply an act of not knowing the height of the sky, and in the eyes of people, this is not just an immeasurable measure, it is simply like hitting a stone with an egg and using a mantis arm as a car.

Ling Yu took a deep breath and didn't say anything, but rushed towards Zhong Wuli again. Ling Yu knew that he didn't kill with one blow, and he had already made Zhong Wuli on guard, if he couldn't solve Zhong Wuli as soon as possible, I was afraid that what was waiting for him would be a dead end.

Zhong Wuli saw that Ling Yu did not pause, and rushed towards him again, he let out a cold snort and also rushed towards Ling Yu. The two of you come and go, fighting in one place.

Zhong Wuli has worshiped under a master with excellent sword skills since he was a child, and his knife skills are profound and tricky. The Wind Thunder Knife was like a poisonous snake spitting red letters in his hands, making people unguardable. And Ling Yu also exhausted all his solutions, and the means such as "Nine Turns of Breaking Demons", "Falling Immortal Jue", and the power of divine thunder emerged in an endless stream. But even so, Ling Yu was still forced by Zhong Wuli to retreat again and again. Zhong Wuli has been famous in the Northern Regions for a long time, how can Ling Yu easily contend with it.

The two fought for about 100 rounds, and there was still no victory, but in the eyes of the Zhong family, Ling Yu was losing at this time, and it was estimated that Zhong Wuli's victory was decided.

At this moment, he saw Zhong Wuli slashing three times in a row, forcing Ling Yu to retreat, he looked at the panting Ling Yu, and said contemptuously: "Boy, if you have such a little ability, then you don't have to fight anymore, hurry up and arrest it, Lao Tzu has no time to play with you anymore!"

Ling Yu glanced at Zhong Wuli and didn't say anything, but wiped the sweat on his head and rushed towards Zhong Wuli again. In fact, the current Ling Yu was not as embarrassed as he appeared, he was thinking about what strategy to use to kill Zhong Wuli, and at this time, he already had a countermeasure.

"Hmph, ignorant child, since you are bent on death, I will fulfill you!" Zhong Wuli looked at Ling Yu's somewhat shaky figure and said contemptuously. After speaking, I saw him pinching the sword trick in his hand, stepping on the seven stars with his feet, and shouting in his mouth at the same time: "The wind is thundering!"

As soon as the words fell, I saw that with Zhong Wuli as the center, a tornado suddenly rose on the ground, and in an instant, the wind and sand filled the sky. The endless yellow sand rushed towards Ling Yu with the howling wind, and the yellow sand covered the sky and the sun, blocking the sight of Ling Yu and the Zhong family.

And when Ling Yu and Zhong Wuli met again, they only heard Zhong Wuli let out a terrible scream, and then, the yellow sand seemed to have lost its support and dispersed with the wind.

When everyone heard Zhong Wuli's scream, they hurriedly looked at it, and found that there was no longer Ling Yu's figure in front of them, only Zhong Wuli was lying in a pool of blood, and a big hole in his chest was spurting blood outward, it seemed that his heart had been shattered, and there was no hope of returning to heaven.