In these days in the Hong Sect, Dongfang Zimo's injuries have all recovered.

On this day, he was wiping his sword in a pavilion somewhere.

When the former benefactor Zijian told him that this sword was his, Dongfang Zimo never left his sword.

If you want to find out your own background, this sword also has a great effect.

However, this sword looks unremarkable, but it is indeed extremely sharp.

Dongfang Zimo was cut out as soon as he didn't pay attention.

Just as he was bandaging his wounds, a large group of people suddenly appeared around and walked in the direction of Dongfang Zimo.

Dongfang Zimo frowned, although he didn't know any of these people in front of him, he still remembered one of the obese men.

The fat man was the one who almost shot him the other day.

However, there are more people here this time than last time, and it seems that it will be difficult to escape this battle after all.

Soon, the group of people surrounded Dongfang Zimo again.

Dongfang Zimo withdrew the sword in his hand from the scabbard and let out a piercing sound, which frightened the people around him to take a step back unconsciously.

The fat man was ashamed and angry at his weakness, but he still laughed angrily: "We all admired Your Excellency's swordsmanship, and I hope to be able to discuss a few tricks with us." ”

"Huh! Why should Senior Brother Hong be so polite to this outsider, can he still pass us today? A man with a pair of beards shouted, obviously not taking Dongfang Zimo seriously.

"Senior brother can't say that, this person was personally brought back by Elder Hong, how can he be so rude?" Although the obese man couldn't wait to fight Dongfang Zimo, he was also very jealous of Elder Hong Qi.

In fact, these people dare to come here because they have no fear.

Dongfang Zimo has Elder Hongqi behind him, but he is not a simple person who is obese.

"Hey, hey! The senior brother laughed, even if this person has the ability, he is still a person with a foreign surname. But senior brother, you're different, but the nephew of one of the elders of our Hong clan, who dares to blame him? The bearded man said with a look of flattery.

"Having said that, I can't rely on my status as an elder to bully others at will, if my eldest uncle knows about me, I will inevitably be punished." The fat man laughed proudly.

When others who came with him heard this, they praised him again and again, which made him even more arrogant.

Dongfang Zimo was a little speechless in his heart when he heard what this group of people said, but he would not be afraid of them because of this.

"In that case, please give me advice!" Dongfang Zimo clenched his fists and said coldly.

When the fat man heard this, it was like a cold wind, and he couldn't help frowning and looking at Dongfang Zimo carefully.

"Huh! Don't go up yet, I want to learn how powerful this person really is, and he can be appreciated by Elder Hongqi!" ”

The obese man came motivated. The rest of the irrelevant people also make room for them.

Although the pavilion is small, it is barely just right under the competition between the two.

Dongfang Zimo braked quietly and was not in a hurry to move.

The fat man didn't have the patience to wait, and when he saw that Dongfang Zimo didn't make a move, he shouted angrily and gave an elbow blow.

This move is quite powerful, nearly 100 catties of power, if it is hit, even an adult will be difficult to stand up.

As soon as the fat man made a move, Dongfang Zimo's face remained the same, and he waved his hands at the right time.

The seemingly ferocious attack was skillfully defused by Dongfang Zimo.

The fat man was a little surprised, but he didn't care, and the next moves were quite vicious, each move was to defeat the opponent at once.

But he didn't hit the opponent in a few moves in a row, and he was beaten by Dongfang Zimo and almost fell into the pond.

The children of the Hong family who watched the battle were anxious one by one.

One person found a stone out of nowhere, threw it when Dongfang Zimo was unprepared, and hit the door of the head.

Dongfang Zimo, who was hit by this hidden weapon, was like being hammered to the ground like a heavy punch.

The obese man took advantage of this opportunity to use various killing techniques to fight Dongfang Zimo.

Poor Dongfang Zimo was defeated like this, lying on the ground and suffering all kinds of torture.

"Phew! I thought it was so powerful, what a piece of rubbish! The obese man didn't stop until he was tired and spat on Dongfang Zimo's face.

At this time, Dongfang Zimo was beaten and couldn't stand up, but the anger in his body continued to rise, and his eyes gradually became blood-red.

After the fat man stopped, a few people came out of the crowd from time to time and punched and kicked Dongfang Zimo.

Among them was the young man who had just used the secret weapon.

"Let's go! Ignore this waste, go to the martial arts field to practice martial arts with me! The fat man was in a good mood, greeted him and swaggered away.

The rest of the men hurriedly kicked on the ground and trotted after following.

Dongfang Zimo's body on the ground kept twitching, his hair was messy and covered his entire face, and he didn't know what the situation was.

After all these people left the pavilion, a masked man was silently watching all this on a large tree dozens of feet away from the pavilion.

The man was moody, and when the fat man had gone away, he saw a birdsong from his mouth, and a moment later an eagle fell.

The masked man took the creed from his bosom and tied it to the eagle's feet.

The eagle seemed to be well-trained, and the masked man only slapped it a few times, and the eagle immediately flew in one direction.

"The task sent by Elder Yun has finally been completed, although this person is not a powerful person, but his martial arts are far from being comparable to ordinary people. If it hadn't been attacked by someone with a hidden weapon, he wouldn't have lost so badly. ”

"But it seems too early to go back here, and explore the details of the Hong clan!" After the masked man muttered to himself, he jumped in one direction and disappeared in an instant, with an unbelievably fast speed.

On the other side of the pavilion, Dongfang Zimo's body surged evil qi from time to time, and it became more and more prosperous.

Its sword also emitted a faint aura under the influence of these evil qi, and even trembled constantly.

Hearing only the sound of "clanging", the sword automatically flew out of the scabbard and was inserted into the ground.

A pair of bruised arms gripped the sword tightly, blood-red eyes staring in a direction like rubies.

Coincidentally, it was the same path that the fat man had left.

Dongfang Zimo's messy long hair and this evil aura can be described as terrifying.

Like an out-of-control beast, he rampaged with his sword, running in the same direction where the fat man had left.

At this moment, not far from the pavilion, the sound of swords and the angry shouts of one person sounded.

The owner of the voice was very familiar, it was the fat man.

In addition, there were many screams of people being killed.

"You...... Who are you? The fat man's voice was very loud, obviously intending to let the entire sect know everything that happened here so that he could reinforce it.