Zhang Ye gasped and said, "Could it be that this guy who fell from the sky has cultivated his body to be as hard as iron and is not afraid of knives and guns? No, the knife I just made was destroyed with true qi, and even an iron man would be cut out of a big mouth! This person's flesh and blood body was stabbed and nothing happened, how is this possible!?"

Zhang Ye cautiously approached, only to see that the guy who was slashed by him was a middle-aged man in his forties with scars everywhere. What shocked Zhang Ye was that this middle-aged man with cheeks had just been stabbed by him, and he hadn't died yet! Although his eyes were closed, his chest was constantly rising and falling, obviously, he was still alive!

"After being stabbed so hard, he hasn't died yet! This person is definitely a master!" Thinking of this, Zhang Ye was vigilant in his heart, and stopped far away.

As if he felt Zhang Ye, the closed eyes of the middle-aged man suddenly opened, and his eyes sparkled, not at all like an injured person. He slowly turned his head, fixed his eyes on Zhang Ye's body, looked at it for a while, and suddenly showed a hint of surprise on his face, and said: "You are cultivating the basic internal strength of the 'Martial Arts Enlightenment'? I didn't expect you to be able to use the basic internal strength to destroy such a powerful sword technique! You are very good, but you shouldn't covet my things, so you have to die!"

After speaking, he lifted the palm of his hand and split it with a palm!

This middle-aged man with cheeks looked like he was dying, but the power of his casual palm was amazing. With the momentum of his palm, Zhang Ye felt as if he was in a raging sea, and the surging true qi was like an invisible monster that could tear him to pieces at any time.

"Phew!"

Zhang Ye roared, and the thick-backed knife in his hand slashed out like lightning, and the knife performed "Qingfeng Slash", slashing forward.

Zhang Ye's "Clear Wind Chop" had been practiced to the transformation realm, and as soon as the thick-backed knife came out, it immediately turned into a fresh breeze in the sky, just in front of him.

"Boom!"

The force of the middle-aged man in the air was really strong to the extreme, and he defeated the knife net under Zhang Yebu in just one moment, knocking Zhang Ye into flying upside down. However, Zhang Ye's sharp knife also successfully split the force of the middle-aged man in the air into half, avoiding the fate of being torn to pieces by the real force.

Seeing that Zhang Ye actually took his palm, the middle-aged man with cheeks showed a look of surprise on his face, and said, "Boy, you are very good." The strength of the middle stage of the martial arts is actually able to take my palm! Although the power of my palm is less than half of the usual one, it is also quite remarkable! However, you still have to die!"

As he spoke, this person suddenly took out something from his arms, shook his hand, and a cold light flew towards Zhang Ye like lightning!

Zhang Ye had long been wary of this person, and he had already prepared a defensive jiashi when he was digging something. But even so, Zhang Ye was still taken aback by the cold light that that person threw over!

The cold light that this person threw over was as fast as lightning, and Zhang Ye felt that he couldn't even keep up with his eyes. The most terrifying thing is that in this cold light, there is a suffocating terrifying aura, at the beginning, this terrifying aura tightly locked Zhang Ye, making his whole body feel like falling into an ice cellar, not only his body was frozen by this breath, but even his thinking seemed to be frozen, and it was extremely difficult to move a finger!

"Ahh

Feeling that he had grasped the cold light, Zhang Ye finally breathed a sigh of relief. At this time, he realized that he had broken out in a cold sweat in the short moment just now. When his eyes fell on his hand, he saw that one of his hands was dripping with blood, and he had lost consciousness. In the middle of the palm, a palm-sized tip of the knife is lying quietly, exuding a faint majestic aura, although this breath is only a faint trace, but it reveals an indescribable nobility, majesty, vastness, grandeur, pressure on Zhang Ye's body as if carrying a weight of 10,000 catties, and the whole body is cold.

Zhang Ye raised his head with difficulty, looked at the middle-aged man with cheeks who suddenly made a move, and was about to ask out loud, when he suddenly heard the middle-aged man with cheeks say in surprise: "Huh, you can actually accept the spiritual attack of this knife tip! I didn't expect your kid's soul power to be so powerful! Boy, if you are lucky, this knife tip will be yours, I hope you still have the life to understand it, cough ......",

The voice of the bearded middle-aged man came, getting smaller and smaller, and the zuihou was no longer audible.

Zhang Yegang wanted to go up to verify the life and death of this person, and suddenly heard a few soft sounds of "Titica", the body of this middle-aged man with a beard actually gushed out a large amount of blood like a fountain, and his whole body was shriveled, obviously, this person was dead.

After a long time, Zhang Ye approached cautiously, only to see that the bearded middle-aged man was full of scars, of which there were no less than thirty scars, and he didn't know how this bearded middle-aged man survived.

Looking at these scars, Zhang Ye couldn't help but gasp: "This person, who was so seriously injured, was unlucky enough to be hit hard by me, and his skeleton was scattered, and he was able to live for a while, this is really incredible!"

Looking at the scars on this person's body, Zhang Ye shifted his gaze and suddenly found that beside this middle-aged man, there was a palm-sized box, on which some mysterious lines were faintly drawn. Zhang Ye looked at the box, and suddenly his heart moved, picked up the box, and put the tip of the knife that had been in his hand.

This box is really a magical thing, although the tip of the knife is just a dead thing, it has always exuded a faint coercion, and after putting it in the box, that faint coercion disappeared without a trace.

Zhang Ye put away the box and was thinking about whether to search the body of this bearded middle-aged man, when he suddenly heard a clear whistle from far upstream of the waterfall. This clear roar was long and long, and the whistler was obviously a powerful master. With this clear whistle, there were several whistles in other places, and it was clear that these people were all in a group.

Hearing these whistles, Zhang Yedeng realized an extremely serious problem: "This bearded middle-aged man has scars everywhere, which must have been caused by being besieged. The place where I am is is inaccessible, and now that so many people have come here at once, these people must be looking for this middle-aged man with a beard! In other words, it is these people who beat this middle-aged man with strong martial arts skills half to death! If I am discovered by these people, the consequences will be unimaginable!"

Thinking of this, Zhang Ye knew that this had become a place of right and wrong, and he didn't dare to delay at all, he secretly shouted "I'm sorry", and then threw the body of the bearded middle-aged man into the river. After throwing the middle-aged man's corpse, Zhang Ye threw the things he brought into the river as quickly as he could.

Zhang Ye is a young man of twelve or thirteen years old, but after his memory awakened, it was like a different person, and the destruction of corpses and traces was handled neatly and simply, even if a veteran saw it, he would be amazed.

Glancing at the things that were washed away by the river, Zhang Ye didn't dare to hesitate and quickly left this place.

Zhang Ye left the waterfall for less than half an hour, several figures had already broken through the air, and the person at the head was a tall middle-aged man with a strong body, this person was dressed in a big red robe, and he was carrying a snowy single knife on his back, revealing a trace of depressing aura all over his body, showing an unfathomable cultivation.

"Master, the place where the target zuihou stays is here. A short man snorted his nose, sniffed wildly into the air for a while, pointed to the place where the bearded middle-aged man Zuihou had stayed before, and said, "Look, there is still a lot of blood left here. ”

The red-robed middle-aged man said slowly: "Keep looking!"

The short man frowned and said, "Master, I can't find his whereabouts anymore." I suspect the target has dived out of the river......" At this point, he hesitated for a moment, and then said: "I also smelled the breath of a second person near this waterfall, and I don't know if this person saved the target." ”

"Have the breath of a second person?" The red-robed middle-aged man's face changed slightly, and he immediately gave an order: "Immediately notify the people on the periphery, block the place within a radius of a hundred miles for me, and hunt down and kill all suspicious characters!"