When Lord Juncheng's henchmen arrived, they saw only the wounded soldiers and charred corpses wailing all over the place, as well as the head of the Pingfeng Sect who was kneeling in front of the door, his silver armor shattered, and his cloak was scattered.

At this moment, Feng Yuping's face was sluggish, his body seemed to have been squeezed into the grinding plate once, and his internal organs had already been eroded, if it weren't for the strong support of an innate true qi in his body, I am afraid that he would not be able to support it at all.

The image flashed through his mind over and over again.

The green-robed man was not a fourth-vein grandmaster, nor was he a fifth-vein grandmaster, and the reason why he showed this strength was because it was enough to defeat his elite guards.

It's ridiculous that he thought he was winning.

When he escaped from the void and stabbed the green-robed man with that sword, he didn't even have time to rejoice when he heard the green-robed man sigh lightly, as if he had seen something interesting.

Then a suffocating terrifying force swept through his entire body in an instant.

He made the golden sword of the skilled craftsman crack inch by inch, and his arms, his body, his internal organs, all were destroyed in that instant.

It's like a piece of wood that has been blistered and rotten, and when you rub it, it will all turn into dregs.

The battle ended much faster and too simple than expected.

A trick?

No, just a soft huh.

The gap between them before was too big!

It's like heaven and earth, the kind that can't be touched no matter how hard you try.

Who was the green-robed man just now?

I'm afraid that only the rumored great grandmaster has this kind of strength.

And that Jiang Ping, is he really as simple as he sees?

With such a powerful master by his side, what else is he hiding?

Tie Guanyin fell in love with him, was it really just because of his face?

At this moment, Feng Yuping thought a lot.

Countless memories rolled through his mind, both present and old.

The old man said that when a person dies, the memory will pass quickly, and many memories that cannot be remembered will also appear.

Feng Yuping can now prove that what the old man said is right.

He's going to die,

It's really going to die.

"Sect head, sect head ......"

There was a call from far and near in his ears, and Feng Yuping's eyes moved with difficulty, and he recognized that the person in front of him was someone from Fei Zhe's mansion.

He and Fei Zhe are not familiar with each other, and the third prince deliberately separated him from Fei Zhe at the beginning, just because he didn't want them to hook up together.

So Feng Yuping consciously kept his distance.

But after all, everyone is working under the three princes, and they should know each other.

For Feng Yuping, any move at this time would bring him closer to death, but he still spoke.

"Tell ...... Tell...... San...... Prince, dangerous ...... Danger, be careful...... Heart......"

His voice was weak, but it was determined.

He received the great favor of the three princes, and he was able to deliver the last news before he died, which can be regarded as repayment.

Of course, there is also his own life.

Feng Yuping's head slowly drooped.

He remembered Cang'ao Mountain, that mountain, that small village, he walked out with his sword, and never looked back.

But suddenly, the picture shattered.

The last breath left in his mind was not Cang'ao Mountain, but the cheating woman he killed with his own hands.

She's crazy,

But when he died, the sneer on the corner of his mouth was so profound.

As if to say, you will come to accompany me.

It turned out that he was still unwilling!

Bang!

Feng Yuping's head hung down completely.

His life ended so abruptly.

Lord Juncheng's henchmen and subordinates looked at Feng Yuping, but their faces were inexplicable, and they muttered:

"Danger, what danger? Little star?

Your uncle, you can make it clear!"

He was not sad about Feng Yuping's death, and was even a little happy.

As Lord Fei's confidant, he knew that Feng Yuping and Lord Fei were born unable to stand together, and they were quite constrained.

His death is a good thing for himself and for Master Fei.

But who killed him?

Jiang Ping?

The henchman raised his head.

The small courtyard in front was quiet, because the pro-soldiers who had been sealed in Ping just now were tossed for a while, and they were all scarred at the moment, and there were scattered arrows on the wall, and even half of the door was missing, which looked very dilapidated.

But in the eyes of his henchmen, he is inexplicably dangerous, like a giant beast with a huge mouth in the abyss waiting for the cutie to enter as a pastry.

He raised his hand to back away.

Well, let's wait for the people of the God Catcher Division to come.

Don't be impulsive, so you can live a little longer.

If you want to make meritorious contributions, you have to live.

Otherwise, the merit will be done, and the people will be gone.

The pension is quite high.

Then the daughter-in-law took the pension to marry another man with the baby, and used her own money to beat her own baby.

It's a shame to think about.

About a stick of incense later.

A young man with long hair in black and thin lips arrived with a group of divine catchers.

"What about people?"

He glanced at the scene on the ground, and his mind naturally began to simulate the scene at that time.

But all he saw was a fire!

Rumble!

The man's mind shook suddenly, and all the simulated scenarios in his mind exploded.

His body shook slightly, his lips pursed slightly, and he looked like he had an indescribable coldness.

The one who shot is very strong!

It's out of his simulation.

At least the Grandmaster was at the peak, and as for the Great Grandmaster, he hadn't received any news that there was a Great Grandmaster walking around.

If there is, it is also a strange great master.

In an instant, the man deduced the information he wanted based on the information at the scene.

Hearing his question, Jun Cheng's henchmen were stunned for a moment, then shook their heads and said:

"I don't know. ”

"I don't know, what are you doing here, guarding the door?!"

The young man's tone was cold, and the necks of his henchmen were also cold, and he quickly lowered his head.

"Forget it, useless waste!"

The young man walked directly past him, looked at the kneeling corpse on the ground, and couldn't tell if it was mockery or what:

"It's a useless waste!"

Then he looked at the courtyard, did not go in, and waved his hand:

"Let people disperse, even if there is a new mouse in the city, I must know where its nest is. ”

"Whoa!"

"My lord, why don't you go in and have a look?"

The henchman asked stubbornly.