In addition to the killer Lao Li and the monks of the Spruce Sect, there were other sect monks who also caught up.

They all came for Ye Qing.

But because of the Cangsheng organization, they didn't do it directly.

On this day, Lao Li's carriage also became faster, no longer the slow appearance before.

It was supposed to be more than a day away, but they arrived in only half a day.

The people walked through the road in the mountains and came to the grassland.

The breeze comes out, bringing with it the smell of grass that is unique to the grassland.

As far as the eye can see, it's all green.

It's already March, and although it's still a little cold on the grassland, it doesn't hinder the growth of plants.

"I don't know why you came to the grassland, but it's your wish."

Lao Li said why he had to come here to do it.

Ye Qing was very surprised in his heart.

Although they are killers, they are very different.

What killer has to fulfill his dying wish before he does it?

"Actually, you're not suitable to be a killer, I can arrange for you to go to the Qingfeng Empire." Ye Qing looked at the vast grassland and said slowly.

Lao Li shook his head slowly: "It's useless, no matter where we go, the common people can find us, and I don't plan to betray the organization." ”

Ye Qing sighed: "Then there is no way, by the way, how strong are you?" ”

"Martial Venerable Realm Eightfold." Lao Li said with a smile.

Ye Qing was still very surprised: "Could it be that for this reason, they have not started until now?" ”

Lao Li smiled slightly: "Actually, it's not all, we are all very happy that you killed Di Daozhi." ”

"The three hundred and sixty lines of the common people are not just talking, so we are the ordinary people, it is precisely because of people like Di Daozhi that the people are oppressed, and there is nowhere to complain."

"So our killers still have a lot of respect for you, if it weren't for the fact that the treasure in the hands of Emperor Wu of the Wei Empire was useful to the Cangsheng organization, we wouldn't have come to kill you."

Ye Qing nodded, this reason is in the past.

Otherwise, he was afraid that the Cangsheng Organization still had plans.

The rest of the troupe was preparing at the moment, and they were applying oil paint to their faces, which were very weird.

At the same time, change your clothes and eventually put on your mask again.

Even Lao Li smeared oil paint on his face at this time.

Ye Qing looked very surprised: "Why, you have to sing me a play before killing me?" ”

Lao Li patiently explained: "Of course not, it's just that we are all ordinary people without the slightest cultivation." ”

"What we do is what we do, that's where our strength comes from."

Ye Qing didn't understand what this meant, but he soon understood.

Lao Li and the others changed into costumes and put on masks, as if they were about to open a big show.

At this time, the momentum on their bodies was completely different from before.

Among the dozen or so people, they all have their own different roles.

Lao Li is dressed as an old student at the moment, holding a cigarette pouch.

Most of those young men were martial artists, some with black faces and some with red faces.

And the woman is dressed very beautifully, holding a weapon.

Their bodies were all spreading out amazing spiritual power fluctuations!

Ye Qing finally understood what Lao Li said.

Their strength comes from their profession, and their profession is singing.

Normally, they are just ordinary people, but when they change into costumes, they are monks!

Ye Qing also understood how Xiao Cui killed the first batch of monks when they came after them.

When Xiao Cui left, she was clearly holding a mask in her hand.

It seems that if they want to gain power, they don't need to be so prepared, they just need to change their masks.

The reason why he did this was to show respect for Ye Qing.

"Could it be that the butcher's power comes from the pig-killing knife?" Ye Qing teased.

Only this time, Lao Li and the others did not answer him.

At this time, they are not a drama troupe, but the killers of the common people!

When the people of the other sects saw that Cangsheng had killed the killer, they were not to be outdone, and they came forward one after another.

There is only one Ye Qing, and there is inevitably a fierce battle between them.

The old interest rate made the first move, and as he said, after changing into a costume, he had the eightfold cultivation of the Martial Venerable Realm.

Even the people present, the monks with the highest realm.

In just one step, he rushed in front of Ye Qing, and suddenly took a big puff of cigarette, his cheeks bulging on both sides.

Then he opened his mouth and spit out a large amount of smoke, which spread, and soon enveloped Ye Qing in it.

The line of sight was blocked, and at this moment, Ye Qing's eyes were just white.

Even this white smoke still has the effect of blocking his divine thoughts, so that his divine thoughts can only cover the distance within three steps of himself.

Ye Qing couldn't help frowning, and suddenly there was a sound of breaking the air behind him!

He turned his head to look, the smoke was cleared, and a martial artist from the troupe also rushed over.

The martial artist was dressed in a black costume, most of the oil paint on his face was black, and his mask was also black.

In the singing industry, the black face represents bravery.

This person was holding a short spear that was no more than three feet, and he came to Ye Qing's face in an instant, and a shot was stabbed, and the head of the spear was covered with a layer of majestic spiritual power.

The strong wind blew on his face, mixed with a fierce aura, and instantly pierced the air in front of Ye Qing.

Ye Qing knew that the troupe at this time was his enemy, and he also remembered that this martial artist was Lao Li's son.

He stretched out his hand, and the golden light surged from his palm, making his palm like gold.

Seeing that the short gun was about to stab him in the face, he held it suddenly, and he used it hard, and the tip of the gun was amazingly deformed by this force!

Wu Sheng was shocked in his heart, flew up, and kicked at Ye Qing, his body was fierce, and his strength was also very amazing.

The huge spiritual power was like a stormy wave, surging forward, drowning Ye Qing.

Ye Qing didn't dodge or dodge, and even took the initiative to take a step forward, and with his strong physique, he endured this kick alive!

He slammed his body and both feet sank into the ground, but he also clung to Takeshi's ankles.

"I'm not going to show mercy, I'm sorry!"

Ye Qing said quickly, and the heavy demonic qi surged out of his body, rushing straight into the sky, and the Demon Emperor Seal was also caught in his hand.

Rumble!

The Demon Emperor Seal smashed down, and the surrounding fog was shaken open in an instant, and the martial artist was smashed into the ground, and the earth shook!

After the realm is raised, the power of the Five Emperor Seals is further enhanced, and the power of the One Seal is terrifying!

The monks outside the smoke heard the movement, and finally stopped at this moment.

They rushed forward one after another, all wanting to kill Ye Qing.

Lao Li nodded at the rest of the troupe, and then rushed into the smoke as well.

The monks present were from four or five forces, and at this moment the melee also began.

In the smoke, Lao Li rushed to the middle, while Ye Qing was dragging Wu Sheng, and then threw it at Lao Li's feet.

"Lao Li, your son is gone."