The man was dressed in a black robe, curled up on the ground, blood was constantly bleeding from the corners of his mouth, and he was obviously not lightly injured.

"Big brother, this person is sneakily hiding in the back mountain and eavesdropping."

Ye Heng looked at the people on the ground with indifferent eyes and spoke indifferently.

After this person was discovered, if he didn't run, Yeheng wouldn't have been so heavy-handed.

For a while, everyone's eyes were on the faces of the people on the ground, and they all showed doubts.

However, there were a few people, and a look of horror flashed in their eyes.

Night, at ease.

Yebei's deep eyes looked around at everyone, and he noticed this.

Obviously, this person must have something to do with these people.

"Who are you from, and why are you eavesdropping?"

Above the main seat, Yeqing stared at the people on the ground, and his tone could not hide his anger.

"I—I'm a casual cultivator."

Half of the black robe's body couldn't move, obviously, he was afraid that his veins had been broken.

When everyone heard this, they didn't show too much surprise.

Here, it is not surprising that there is a casual practice.

But why did this person eavesdrop?

"Big brother, I found something like this on it."

Yeheng said, moving forward and handing over the items in his hand.

Yeqing took it with one hand, and then unfolded it, and his face suddenly changed.

This is a hand-drawn map, which clearly marks the specific location of each family, and some notes the number of people in each family at the back, as well as information such as cultivation.

"Who the hell are you!"

Yeqing let out a loud shout and got up suddenly.

Such deliberate statistical information is not an act of casual cultivation.

As soon as the Yebei Void stretched out, the 'map' fell into the palm of his hand, and he glanced at it casually and smiled slightly.

said to Yeheng: "If you search his body, there may be other discoveries." ”

Yeheng heard the words and stepped forward.

Soon, he took out a boxy black box from his body, the size of a palm.

This thing is unknown to the people present, but Yebei is very familiar.

Guardian-exclusive communications device.

Seeing that his identity was completely exposed, the black-robed gloomy eyes glared at Yebei.

Didn't Mistress Torril say he was dead? Why is he alive and well?

Right now, he knows what will happen to him after revealing his identity.

"Hehe......"

The black robe changed his face, looked around at everyone, and smiled coldly.

"A rabble, wait for death, and the day the Holy Lord leaves the customs will be the time when you die!"

"Haha! Hahaha......! ”

The eerie laughter echoed in the hall, and the corners of the black robe's mouth kept bleeding, and his face was hideous.

"You're a Guardian!"

One of the heads of the house suddenly exclaimed.

What the word "Holy Lord" means is self-evident.

The black robe didn't pay attention, he knew that he would definitely die.

But for now, there is one more thing to do.

"Yebei people, I'll go first, you want to avenge me!"

When the words fell, a mouthful of pus and blood gushed out, and his body collapsed weakly.

Yeheng stepped forward, looked at it, and slowly shook his head, indicating that he was no longer breathing.

Yebei couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, and then smiled lightly.

Obviously, this person heard the words of the others who suspected that he was the Guardian.

Before he died, he did not forget to take this opportunity to get rid of himself.

It's really 'loyal'.

In fact, it is.

Just with this sentence, the people present instantly understood that this person was his person from the north of the night.

"Night North! You're a Guardian indeed! ”

Ye Cang got up angrily and shouted angrily.

He did have doubts about whether Yebei was a guardian before, but this afternoon, he was completely convinced that Yebei was not only not a guardian, but also had a mortal enmity with the guardian.

The reason for this is that this black-robed man suddenly descended on Chikong Mountain......

No one knows this.

But Yebei finally understood why he had to put himself to death everywhere in this night.

Not only Ye Cang, but the few people with frightened eyes just now are afraid that they have all seen this black-robed person, as for what they talked about and what they used as a quid pro quo, it doesn't matter anymore.

A pair of angry eyes condensed on Yebei's body.

At this moment, even Yeqing was stunned.

"Ye Cang, for the sake of your 'night' surname, I don't want to kill you."

"Helpless, you have to find death yourself."

Yebei said indifferently, and suddenly one of them roared angrily:

"Yebei, you are dying, and you dare to be so arrogant!"

The speaker, named Huang Zhenrong, is nicknamed Huang Daya because of his big yellow teeth and surname.

He was one of those frightened eyes just now.

When Yebei heard this, a cold eye glanced at it, accompanied by a coercion, and instantly swept towards Huang Daya.

"Poof!"

Huang Daya suddenly felt like he had been hit hard, and a mouthful of blood gushed out.

On the side, Mo Yihong rushed over in a flash, and pushed his back with a palm, helping him unload seven points of strength.

But even so, under the coercion, it directly shattered many tendons and veins of Huang Daya, which was like being abolished.

If it weren't for the unloading of seven points of strength, at this moment, Huang Daya was afraid that he would be directly bombarded.

He was the head of the Huang family, and he had the strength of the seventh order of the Transformation Saint, but he had no power to fight back.

"Arrogant! Let's join forces and kill him! ”

Ye Cang roared, and his true qi instantly gushed out of his body.

Immediately, in the main hall, one after another burst out.

The big war is about to break out.

"Stop!"

Yeqing flew in front of Yebei, and what he was most worried about still happened.

The people present are all the heads of each family, and their strength is in the realm of transformation and sainthood.

"Yeqing, I advise you not to distinguish between right and wrong, he Yebei is a guardian, if you want to help, today, you are the enemy of our family!"

Ye Cang shouted.

The face was awe-inspiring, but in his heart, he was happy, and at this moment, he wished that Yeqing would protect Yebei to the death.

"Elder Qing, don't ask about this matter."

As soon as the words fell, Yebei took a step.

Before the footsteps stopped, a strong wind was already blowing.

It seems that someone can't wait for Yebei to die here immediately.

Call......

A dodge in the north of the night, and a strong wind swept by.

Immediately after that, a palm burst out, facing the person who released this strong wind.

Boom!

With a muffled sound, the man's entire body flew out upside down as if he had been hit hard, and his eyes instantly dimmed.

This palm directly broke his heart.

Boom!

Boom!!

A series of muffled sounds came from the main hall, and three more bodies were killed.

From beginning to end, the North King Sword was never unsheathed.

At this moment, Ye Cang was faintly afraid in his heart.

The strength shown by Yebei is indeed too terrifying.

With the bloodline of the nine-petal red lotus, he originally thought that he was at most the ninth order of the Saint, but now it seems that there is more than that.

Has it reached the pinnacle of half a step?

However, in the next moment, an earth-shattering force of coercion covered the entire hall.

In the palm of Yebei's palm, the true qi condensed, forming the appearance of a war knife.

Suddenly, someone exclaimed: "Strength transforms, the pinnacle of warfare!" He's the pinnacle!! ”

Everyone present was shocked, never expecting that this young man in white would be a peerless man.

The battle knife condensed by the true qi could not hide the bloodthirsty and domineering aura, swept through the sky, and fell blatantly.

Destroying the withered and decayed, no one can stop it!

Hmmm——!

A knife fell, and Ye Cang's body instantly split in two.

Scarlet blood spilled all over the hall......