Seeing that he had made a move, Ma Yiming roared angrily, jumped forward, and slashed at a demon cultist in front of him with a sword.

The Demon Sect disciples screamed, and the horizontal knife came to block, not wanting Ma Yiming's internal strength to be everywhere, the long sword was extremely sharp, and even the knife led people, and with a wave, the Demon Sect disciple was split into two sections.

The cultist was not dead for a while, blood and internal organs flowed all over the ground, his hands supported the ground, he wailed in pain, his face was frightened and deformed, like a ghost, Ma Yiming thought he was annoyed, and with a wave of his hand, the head of the demon cultist flew high, and the howl disappeared.

Li Yigen saw that Ma Yiming's mentality was a little wrong, and frowned: "Senior Brother Ma, don't kill people too much!"

Ma Yiming paused, sighed, nodded to Li Yigen, and looked at the remaining four people of the Demon Sect, the four of them knew that they would not be spared today, so they screamed and pounced.

The Huashan faction gathered so many, I thought that I would be hard against which underworld faction, but I didn't want the master to be Wen Yunyang, so that everyone didn't have to make a move, and Ma Yiming, as the landlord, could clean up the remaining few people.

Ma Yiming's mentality stabilized, and a long sword blocked left and right, blocking all the attacks of the four people, and the four of them made desperate moves and completely gave up defense.

After only one meal, one person was cut off by Ma Yiming, and the person who broke his hand screamed, and threw himself at Ma Yiming, and wanted to hold Ma Yiming with his left hand, Ma Yiming's long sword was drawn, and he circled this person, and took it to the side, blocking the long knife from a person next to him.

Seeing that he had killed his own person by mistake, he hurriedly put away his knife and retreated, Ma Yiming's figure flashed, and he stuck up, stabbing the person who came out of the knife with a sword, and at the same time, his body instantly fell down, avoiding the blades of the other two, his left hand was supported on the ground, his body jumped up, and the long sword stabbed into the heart of a person, and the internal force shook and shattered his heart.

The last person didn't care about it, he still slashed at him, Ma Yiming's body slipped in the air, avoided the long knife, stretched out the long sword in his right hand, and stabbed into the person's eyebrows, and his body floated out, and the blood on his body was not stained.

Zhao Yishui praised: "Senior Brother Ma is good at swordsmanship!"

Ma Yiming's chest was completely depressed, and he said to everyone: "Let you senior brothers laugh." ”

When everyone saw that Ma Yiming had recovered, they all smiled, turned a blind eye to the five dead people, and turned their heads to see that Cheng Bu was fighting with Wen Yunyang.

Wen Yunyang had completely restrained his mind at this moment, and he was engrossed in his swordsmanship, and there was a clanging sound, blocking all the fast swords that were not worried about three feet away.

Cheng Buxian heard that Ma Yiming on the side had already raised his hand, so he showed the dragon sword technique.

In an instant, Wen Yunyang's surroundings were covered with dragon-like sword light, and the stegosaurus continued to advance, and the speed was more than three percent faster than just now, Wen Yunyang screamed in pain, his left chest had been hit by a sword, and his right hand stabbed three swords in a row, forcing him to retreat into no worries, and shouted in his mouth: "You are from the Huashan faction!"

Cheng Buxian wandered uncertainly, the long sword in his hand moved up and down, and said with a smile: "Then you can be a ghost!"

After speaking, he circled around Wen Yunyang rapidly, and in an instant, more than 100 swords were stabbed.

Wen Yunyang didn't even care about the acupoint to stop the bleeding wound, and frantically took out his sword to resist Cheng Bu's attack, taking advantage of Cheng Bu's sword momentum to slow down a little, Wen Yunyang shouted, gave up the defense, and slashed at Cheng Bu with a sword.

Cheng Buxian stopped his body, waved his sword open, Wen Yunyang brushed out three swords in a row, a style of fighting with life for injury, Cheng Buxian frowned, took a small step back, and avoided Wen Yunyang's edge.

Wen Yunyang took advantage of the situation to rush forward, the sword was not separated from his chest, he didn't plan to survive, he just wanted to pull a bottom before he died.

Cheng Buxian's body shook slightly, and the sword light swimming up and down suddenly gathered, and instantly laid a sword wall in front of Wen Yunyang, and the gray figure disappeared after disappearing after disappearing into the sword wall.

Wen Yunyang was startled, stopped his steps, protected the long sword in his hand, and stared at the gorgeous scene in front of him.

I saw that the sword light suddenly gathered, turned into four stegosaurus, and instantly pounced in front of Wen Yunyang.

Wen Yunyang roared, and the long sword danced together, and the bell rang twice, catching the two swords.

Cheng Buxian withdrew and looked at Wen Yunyang quietly.

Wen Yunyang looked at Cheng Buxian blankly, looked down at his body, and saw that his chest and lower abdomen had been pierced through two holes, his heart was broken, and surging blood came out, Wen Yunyang didn't seem to feel the pain, his face was snow-white, and he asked, "Is it the Dragon Sword Technique?!"

Cheng Buxian nodded seriously and said, "Yes, Huashan Youlong Sword Technique!"

Wen Yunyang sighed lightly, as if sighing at the subtlety and mastery of Youlong's swordsmanship, and as if sighing that he had not been able to catch this Huashan top swordsmanship, the long sword in his hand snorted, fell to the ground, and his body slowly sat down, his eyes glanced at the dim garden with infinite nostalgia, his head drooped, and he died.

Cao Yihui didn't make much of a move, and only rescued one or two of the disciples when they were in danger, mainly to prevent the enemy from escaping while they were in chaos, and at this moment, seeing Wen Yunyang dead, they all relaxed, and praised Cheng Bu worriedly: "Uncle Shi's dragon sword technique really has the potential to be thunderous and not in a hurry!"

Zhao Yishui is also majoring in the dragon sword technique, and at this moment, his heart is constantly replaying into a move and body method that is not worried, and he said: "Yes, uncle, now that we are in Huashan, you can cultivate the dragon sword to the highest, and you can give you a guide or two after you go back." ”

Cheng Buxian nodded and said, "Okay, you come to me when you go back." Now let's clean up first, you're welcome to take anything you can, everyone worked hard tonight. ”

Everyone in Huashan laughed, I don't know when it began, Huashan people developed a 'good habit' of harvesting after the war, and they didn't feel the slightest loss of master status, and the money and property they got was the most important.

The disciples below naturally didn't dare to let the senior brothers and uncles do it themselves, so they ran into the courtyard warehouse one by one and began to collect their belongings, and another disciple went out to prepare the carriage.

Zhang Deen and Wu Dong, with the three captives, also came to this courtyard, and they thanked them again.

Half an hour later, five carriages left from the gate of Yihe Villa and drove to Nanjing, Zhang Yi took one three, and the remaining four carriages were full of gold, silver, jade, antique calligraphy and paintings collected from the villa.

Ma Yiming sighed, the salt merchant is too rich, and a casual Zhuangzi has so much property, can you consider going to this salt merchant surnamed He?

Everyone rolled their eyes, ignored him, and followed the carriage to Nanjing easily.

This time, Wen Yunyang touched Huashan's moldy head, and the surname He was also considered an accomplice, and he copied a yard, which was a small punishment, but if he went to copy someone's house, this nature would completely change, only those vicious underworld gangsters would dare to do this, and Huashan couldn't afford to lose this face.

Half an hour later, a raging fire broke out in Yihe Villa, and Wu Dong glanced back and sighed.

The next day, the nearby villagers came to check, Zhuangzi has become a white ground, dozens of people are buried in it, but none of them escaped, rumors spread among the villagers, there are ghosts in the straight road, this place has slowly become a famous dirty land nearby, passers-by have avoided half a mile.

In the afternoon, Yue Buqun saw Zhang Yi, comforted and encouraged, and briefly listened to him talk about his work in the past two years.

In the early morning of the next day, Yue Buqun took Cheng Buxian and others, together with Zhang Xuelin and Zhang Jinxing, and went down the river by boat and drove straight to Zhoushan.