Cui Zhanyuan, a three-rank martial artist, Wang Ying's henchman, and the commander of Jinyiwei.

In the past, the orders executed by the Beizhen Fusi were all delegated by him to the Beizhen Fusi Zhenfu Envoy, and then the Zhenfu Envoy conveyed them to the thousands or hundreds of households below, and they carried them out.

During the reign of Emperor Xuanhe, even the six Shangshu had to be afraid of three points.

But now his house has become a sea of blood.

A group of men in black broke into his house and killed anyone they saw.

Sword, kill.

A man in black killed from the periphery to the backyard, his hand slashing down, blood splashing everywhere, and he didn't even blink his eyes.

Inner house.

Cui Zhanyuan, who was dressed in a white underwear, just crawled out of the bed of the little concubine, don't look at him as a eunuch, but there are groups of wives and concubines.

By his side, there were dozens of martial arts masters guarding him.

"Grandpa Cui, the enemy is prepared, and his subordinates will escort Grandpa Cui to leave through the secret passage behind, and after saving his life, he will ask Grandpa Cui to be the master." One of the guards said.

"I can't go."

Cui Zhanyuan thought of something, he walked outside, looked in the northwest direction, and suddenly turned pale: "The thieves are besieging the mansion, the movement is so big, the Beizhen Fusi is very close to here, but there is no movement, where do you say we can go?"

"Gonggong Cui means that these people are Jinyiwei, but Jinyiwei is not the prince of the prince......" said, the guard also thought of something, his face turned pale, this is someone who wants to kill people.

At this moment, there was no longer a sound of fighting in the outer house, and the enemy was indeed prepared, and with the guards in Cui's mansion, they couldn't stop it at all.

These people surrounded the inner house of the Cui Mansion.

A man in black stepped forward with a knife, leaving a series of bright red footprints behind him.

Cui Zhanyuan, who guessed something, stepped forward: "I am loyal to the prince, why is he treating me like this."

The black-clothed man's pupils shrank, and then he laughed and said, "Five years ago, you sent Jinyi Wei to kill my father and destroy my Ten Thousand Swords Villa, and even sealed the ancestral tomb of my Dugu family, dog thief, today is your death."

"Kill me!" The leader of the men in black shouted.

Suddenly, all the people in black pounced on Cui Zhanyuan.

Cui Zhanyuan's face changed, and he immediately sneered: "Hide your head and show your tail."

The two sides were at war.

After several rounds, Cui Zhanyuan's side was not an opponent at all, and he suffered heavy casualties.

The man in black is like a hanger, God blocks and kills God, and Buddha should kill Buddha.

Even Cui Zhanyuan, as a third-grade martial artist, is not the opponent of the leader of the man in black.

"Today is the time of your death, the dog thief." The leader of the men in black shouted loudly, but with the sound of a breaking wind, the leader of the men in black was knocked back.

"Who?" The leader of the men in black changed his face and turned his head to look in the direction where the sound of breaking wind came from.

"Dare to commit such a murder in the capital of the capital, I don't take us and others seriously."

On the roof, Chen Mo held an unsheathed embroidered spring knife, looked at the group of black-clothed people below, and then took out a waist card: "Jinyi Wei Qianhu, Chen Mo."

The leader of the men in black narrowed his pupils, and then said to the people around him, "I'll deal with him, and you guys will kill this dog thief quickly."

After speaking, he rose into the air and flew towards Chen Mo: "There is a way in heaven that you don't go, and there is no door in hell to break into, don't stay in the Zhenfu Division well, run here to die."

The long knife of the leader of the man in black brought a cold light and slashed towards Chen Mo.

Chen Mo dodged sideways, and where he was standing just now, the roof tiles were shattered.

"Kill!" On the other side, Jiang Wanyou, Li Wenchuan, Li Mufeng, Lin Bai, and Zhang Kai arrived and killed the group of black-clothed people.

Seeing this, the leader of the men in black wanted to withdraw to help, but Chen Mo immediately drew his knife and wrapped it up.

"Look for death." The leader of the men in black had murderous intent in his eyes, and he burst directly into it.

Chen Mo sensed that something was wrong, and directly pulled out the embroidered spring knife and raised the knife to resist.

When—

The crunch of the clash of gold and iron.

The blade trembled, and came

The huge force made Chen Mo's hand holding the knife a little numb.

And the leader of the men in black saw that Chen Mo could actually block his knife, and he raised his foot to kick Chen Mo's chest.

The clatter of the trouser clatters, bringing up the crunch of the clothes rubbing.

Just by listening to the sound, you know that this kick is heavy.

"Bang!"

was hit by a kick in the chest, Chen Mo didn't react, and slid back a few steps with the roof tile under the blade, and stabilized his body.

He practiced the horizontal kung fu of the iron cloth shirt, and he also strengthened the body of the King of the Ming Dynasty, even if he did not urge the body of the King of the Ming Dynasty, there was no problem in resisting this kick.

The surprise in the eyes of the leader of the men in black was even stronger, and he forced forward again before Chen Mo could get up.

But the other party turned around and fled.

The leader of the men in black didn't want to chase after him, and solving Cui Zhanyuan was the first priority.

But when Chen Mo saw that he was not chasing, he actually entangled himself again, and directly slashed Huashan with a single blow, slashing at the top of his head.

He raised his head to block, and when he counterattacked Chen Mo, the other party began to run again.

He didn't chase him, and the other party got entangled again.

At this moment, the leader of the men in black was completely furious, and chased directly after Chen Mo: "Lao Tzu has to abolish you."

Chasing to a deserted alley, Chen Mo stopped.

"Boy, you can't run." The leader of the men in black had a sinister smile on his face.

Suddenly, he found that Chen Mo's aura had changed.

The golden light on his body surged out, and his face showed anger, like an angry ancient Buddha, which made him feel jealous.

"Pretending to be a ghost!" The leader of the men in black burst out and slashed over, this knife, he used all his strength.

While!

The big knife slashed at Chen Mo's body, making a crisp sound, but in that golden light, he didn't even split the flying fish suit on Chen Mo's body.

While!

Under his horrified gaze, Chen Mo slashed his big knife with his hand, and then hit him with a heavy punch, which fell heavily on his chest.

"Boom!"

The body of the leader of the man in black flew upside down like a ball shot out of the air, and then fell heavily on the ground three feet away, poof, a mouthful of blood splattered out of his mouth, and looked at Chen Mo in disbelief: "This ...... What kind of martial arts is this......

As soon as he finished speaking, the leader of the men in black broke his breath and fell to the ground in a posture like throwing his five bodies to the ground.

Chen Mo's punch just now directly passed through his chest, breaking his heart, and he couldn't die anymore.

"What kind of martial arts is this? The three-rank martial artist can't withstand your punch." Ye Yiren appeared, looked at the dead man in black, and said with some surprise.

"After taking shit luck, I got a heaven-level martial art."

Chen Mo casually said perfunctorily, and removed the body of the Immovable Ming King, the body of the Immovable Ming King who had just succeeded in cultivation was so strong.

If this cultivation reaches the point of perfection, how terrifying it should be to manifest the Fa Heaven and Earth.

Ye Yiren nodded, she could hear the perfunctory in Chen Mo's words, but if he didn't say it, she naturally wouldn't ask again.

However, in her heart, she also regarded it as a heaven-level martial art.