Nine Netherworlds.

Old mansions.

"Take it!"

As soon as he entered the courtyard, the middle-aged man pushed the old man next to him out and shouted.

The old man exclaimed, staggered out and took a few steps to stabilize his figure, and looked at the middle-aged man behind him for some reason.

Immediately afterwards, several strong men rushed out of the oblique stab and directly put their knives on the old man's neck.

In the originally dark old mansion, a few torches suddenly lit up, illuminating the courtyard.

"What are you doing here?"

"Who are you?"

Under the light of the fire, the old man looked at several strong men and middle-aged men with knives in panic, and asked tremblingly, his face full of fear.

"I'm supposed to ask you that, right?!"

"Say, who the hell are you?!"

The middle-aged man glared at the old man and asked in a deep voice, the smile that he had squeezed out had disappeared, and his face was full of murderous energy.

"I'm a watchman, what do I do to embarrass me?"

"Little Lao'er is here to find his grandson, please let me go..."

The old man looked at the middle-aged man innocently and said, his face a little pale.

"Don't be sloppy with Lao Tzu! I just heard it really, you said you want to drink blood?! What do you know?! ”

"Also, how do you know your grandson is here?!"

"Who sent you?!"

The middle-aged man waved his hand, didn't listen to the old man's explanation, and asked sharply.

"I'm really here to find my grandson, have you seen my grandson? Is he really here?! ”

The old man looked at the middle-aged man in surprise and fear, and asked with trembling lips.

"I'm afraid you'll never see him again!"

"Since you won't say it, then don't blame my subordinates for being ruthless!"

The middle-aged man narrowed his eyes, snorted coldly, raised his hand, and gave the order to do it.

"Don't kill me!"

The old man's eyes widened in horror, and he shook his hand and shouted, but before the words fell, a strong man with a knife standing beside him had already picked up the knife in his hand and slashed directly at his neck!

But before the strong man's knife fell, he was accidentally hit on the chest by the panicked old man.

Immediately afterwards, the strong man with the knife fell straight back to the ground without saying a word, and the knife in his hand also flew away.

The incident happened suddenly, everyone present was stunned, and then the second and third strong men all picked up the knives in their hands and attacked the old man.

But they ended up like the first strong man, all of them were frightened and panicked, and the old man hit different vital points in his body with his fists, and he fell to the ground before he could even scream.

"Don't kill me... Don't kill me..."

The old man didn't seem to be surprised by this, he still shrunk his neck in horror, looked at the middle-aged man in a panic, and his face became even paler.

"You..."

The middle-aged man looked at the few subordinates who fell around the old man with a somewhat dull gaze, and then looked at the old man with a panicked face, speechless for a moment, unable to believe what had just happened.

"Little old man has said it, don't kill me..."

The old man looked at the middle-aged man a little helplessly, sighed and said, there seemed to be some hatred for iron and steel.

"Who the hell are you?!"

The middle-aged man swallowed his saliva, looked directly at the rickety old man in front of him, and asked in a deep voice.

"I'm here to find my grandson, and I've said it many times just now."

The old man looked at the middle-aged man with a serious face and said with great sincerity.

"Pretending to be a ghost!"

"What are you all doing in a daze?! Kill him! ”

The middle-aged man gritted his teeth, snorted coldly, and gave the order again.

As soon as the words fell, more than a dozen strong men with knives rushed out of the darkness and rushed towards the old man who seemed to be flustered.

"Again?"

"Don't kill me... Don't kill me..."

The old man leaned over and began to flee while shouting, and in the flash and movement, more than a dozen strong men couldn't even touch others, but people kept falling!

It didn't take long for more than a dozen strong men with knives to fall to the ground without accident, and all of them ended up with their companions just now, and none of them had time to let out even a single scream or muffled snort.

"Are you a human or a ghost?!"

"Who sent you?!"

The middle-aged man trembled his lips, stared at the old man who was still flustered, and asked hesitantly, his face was now paler than the old man's face!

"I'm really here to find my grandson..."

"Good grandson, will you go home with grandpa?"

The old man seemed to be impatient with the question, stomped his feet, opened his arms, and slowly walked towards the middle-aged man, revealing a kind face.

He treats middle-aged people as his grandson...

Seeing this scene, the middle-aged man was speechless, and looked at the old man walking towards him blankly, not knowing whether he was crazy or the old man in front of him was crazy.

But at this moment, suddenly a strong wind struck, and a black shadow rushed out of the darkness like lightning, and went straight to the old man, and attacked the back of the old man with a palm!

Seeing that the black shadow was approaching in a blink of an eye, the old man who was staggering towards the middle-aged man suddenly turned around, and also attacked a palm, facing the black shadow that suddenly appeared behind him!

There was a roar, and the palms were separated!

Immediately afterwards, I saw the black shadow who was sneaking up from behind snort, and flew out backwards directly, and after landing, he staggered back five steps in a row to stabilize his body!

The old man looked over carefully and found that the person who came was a man in black with a grimace mask on his face, and an unsheathed knife on his back!

The middle-aged man who originally thought he was saved looked at the old man with his back to him at this time, and couldn't believe his eyes in a few steps.

"Bloody?!"

"Looks like it's right here!"

The older man suddenly became unusually calm, no longer flustered, no longer talking nonsense, but slowly straightened up and said lightly.

The voice has also changed!

No more vicissitudes!

Not even a hunchback!

"Who the hell are you?!"

The grimace man in black covered his right wrist and asked coldly, with a hint of shock in his hoarse voice.

"Leave Wuji!"

The old man said three words lightly, a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth, and the wrinkles on his face couldn't help twitching a few times.

Hearing the old man's answer, the grimace of the black-clothed man and the middle-aged man standing at the door were shocked at the same time!

That's right, this person who is easy to disguise into a more rickety old man is Li Wuji!

The reason why so much work has been wasted is to cause blood to blaze! He's going to make sure nothing goes wrong!

Immediately after, footsteps sounded, and twenty or thirty strong men with knives and ten grimaces in black appeared in the courtyard!

There were also more torches, illuminating almost the entire house.

"It's boring, it's not fun now."

"Here comes the sword!"

Li Wuji shook his head, looked at the dozens of people who surrounded him with some boredom, muttered, and then shouted loudly.

As soon as the words fell, a figure flashed from the high wall on the side and landed beside Li Wuji!

Lu Yuan also appeared.

After landing on the ground, Lu Yuan reached out and took off the sword box behind his back, put it beside Li Wuji, and coldly glanced at the enemies around him.

"Go outside and help, it's enough for me here, don't let one go!"

Li Wuji glanced down at the sword box and said lightly.

Lu Yuan nodded, without any hesitation, his toes touched the ground, jumped up, swept out of the wall in a blink of an eye, and left the old mansion.

Outside the old mansion, Dillon had already surrounded the place with dozens of Tianshu, and not a single fly could fly out.

"Leave Wuji?!"

"Since you sent it to the door personally, don't think about leaving alive!"

The grimace black-clothed man who slapped Li Wuji before said coldly, raised his hand, and gave the order to do it!

"Kill him!"

At the same time, the middle-aged man standing behind Li Wuji also hurriedly shouted!

Immediately afterwards, twenty or thirty people rushed towards Li Wuji standing in the courtyard at the same time, all of them were killing moves!

Li Wuji snorted coldly, patted the sword box mechanism with his right hand, and took advantage of the situation to pull out the Heavenly Punishment Sword standing in the sword box, and rushed into the crowd like lightning!

With a dazzling sword light flashing, a strong man with a knife who rushed to the front didn't have time to scream, and was directly split into two!

Blood splattered!

Immediately afterward, Li Wuji's footsteps did not stop, and continued to rush towards the next enemy, each sword used all his strength, although he was outnumbered, but it was like entering a no-man's land!

The shouts of killing, the screams of misery, quickly became one after another, and no one could stop the attack of Li Wuji!

Every time the Heavenly Punishment Sword is swung, it is either a broken sword or a life...