This cry echoed not only on the long street, but also all the way to a side garden in Shengye Fang.

In the annex, in front of the courtyard, the main altar of the Bear Axe Gang.

A middle-aged man sat at a table, staring at the door in front of him with divine eyes.

The rain fell on the ground, on the table, and on the wine glass, but it didn't fall on the middle-aged man, he looked a little tall, but not as rough as those charlatans, but the breath of his body was thicker.

Behind the middle-aged man stood a young man who looked as elegant as a scribe holding an umbrella, bent down slightly, and said in a low voice: "It's really Xie Ximeng, listening to this sword roar, he seems to be stronger than what we have in the information......

A big man with a long knife on his back next to the round table hummed and said, "I'm afraid of what he will do?" There are also ten dead soldiers I brought from the grassland outside the courtyard, and their cultivators are all strong in the Divine Mind Realm, not to mention cultivation, their bodies alone are enough for the Divine Dynasty to drink a pot, not to mention the three of us......

The middle-aged man said with a smile: "Brother Wang, don't worry, those dead soldiers are definitely not Xie Ximeng's opponents, and we still have to take action in the end, but thanks to those dead soldiers you brought, no matter how strong this Xie Ximeng is, he is not the great cultivator who has returned to the virtual realm, you and I are enough......"

"I will kill him this time, and we must not let him go to the north, it will be difficult to kill him at that time!"

"Yes, it's a pity that the Hou Ye is too strong, otherwise why would we come to Los Angeles. ”

"It doesn't matter, there are naturally people in the royal court who deal with him. ”

Ten people in dark robes stood silently under the courtyard wall, holding scimitars in their hands, their eyes were indifferent, without any emotion, letting the rain flutter, like a group of statues, even the Bear Axe Gang, who had always been known for their fierceness and viciousness, did not want to stay with these ten people, because the men felt a kind of death and decay from this group of people.

A lightning bolt streaked in the sky, and after a few breaths, there was a muffled thunder, and a mouse crawling over the courtyard wall was startled by the muffled thunder, and subconsciously paused, and then slipped off the courtyard wall and fell on the people under the courtyard wall.

There was no reaction for a long time, just as the mouse was secretly glad that his life had fallen on a dummy, but he saw the dummy raise his pale hand and grab the mouse that wanted to slip away......

They didn't hear the screams coming from not far away, nor did they hear the clear birdsong, as if they were unconscious.

Their bodies are cooler than the pouring rain.

They are waiting for the people who come here.

......

......

Less than half of the hundreds of Jianghu people of the Bear Axe Gang could stand at this time, and they were already frightened by the young man in the rain, and they couldn't even throw the axe, because their hands trembled terribly.

But they didn't have a way back, and after taking a few steps back, they suddenly rushed forward en masse, which looked stupid, but it happened.

It came like rain, and then flew out like a sandbag in the next second.

Because Xie Ximeng doesn't like that there are many obstacles on the way forward, these Jianghu men who want to block Xie Ximeng's way with their bodies have been cleared like obstacles.

The gap is too big, one is the first person of the younger generation of the Divine Dynasty, not far from the Realm of Returning to the Void, and they are just some Northern Huns who have achieved a good refining body and are similar to those in the first sleep.

The ruthlessness and unreasonable ferocity of the people in the rivers and lakes in the world is not worth mentioning in front of cultivators.

In addition to the corpses lying horizontally and severed hands, there were also broken legs, broken arms, and severed heads.

Xie Ximeng walked three-quarters of the way through the streets, very chic and bloody, according to his cultivation, he could have directly wiped his throat to make these men die more comfortably, but ...... The ordinary people in those northern border villages did not enjoy comfortable treatment under the Huns' swords, so Xie Ximeng did not intend to make these Huns who clinged to Los Angeles like moths comfortable.

The men are very brave and fearless, but no matter how brave and fearless, people who regard death as if they are at home also have emotions, in the hands of the young people, a five-colored light flashed, and as their bodies fell one by one, the fear in their hearts had driven away their fearlessness.

When they saw the golden shopkeeper who was usually high up in the rain with a desperate expression flying a head in the rain, the psychological defense line of the men was like a dam that was washed away by the flood, and it collapsed in an instant.

The men from the grassland remembered the story of the wolves told by the old men of the clan when they were children, and there was always a lonely wolf king among the wolves, who did not need to do anything, just walked towards you, and when you saw its green and cold eyes, it would want to run for its life desperately.

In their eyes, Xie Ximeng is such a person, he doesn't need to draw a sword, he just needs to walk so slowly, flashing with a beautiful light, so that all the men dare not take a step forward.

The men who were originally standing in the middle of the street had retreated to the end of the street with the advance of the youth, I don't know which one turned around first, and the remaining men fled and disappeared in the rainy night after a while, and the leaders such as the golden shopkeeper, Huang Shilang, and Li Xiong were already lying in the puddle at this time.

Xie Ximeng and Ning Shu finally finished the street, except for the severed limbs and corpses that greeted the rain, only the two of them were still standing.

Ning Shu frowned, because even the rain couldn't dilute the heavy smell of blood.

He hasn't used a sword so far, even Xie Ximeng is only using a sword to kill people, this street is easier to walk than he imagined, because Xie Ximeng is stronger than he imagined.

But just because he didn't make a move doesn't mean that he will never need to make a move, just like going to school, he must go to a school that meets his own level, and he can become a teacher at a level, so the people on the street are the lowest level for their trip, and the danger that really needs to be focused on is ahead.

Because Xie Ximeng is very strong, the little prince he wants to kill will also be very strong.

In the same way, the people brought by the little prince will also be very strong, and Ning Shu just wants to help Xie Ximeng block these people.

The sound of rain, the wind, the lightning, the thunder.

The two of them held up their umbrellas again, as if nothing had happened before.

One step, two steps, three steps, and no one on the street jumped out to stop the two of them.

In front of a building that looked a little quiet, the atmosphere was quiet, the door was lightly closed, the sound of the rain sounded rhythmically, and the branches that poked out of the courtyard still hung green leaves, and the rain slid over them, dripping down on the people standing under the courtyard wall.

Xie Ximeng looked at those people who were as dead as statues, his eyes were a little cold, he shook his head and said to Ning Shu, "They don't seem to want to invite me in to sit. ”

After hearing Xie Ximeng's words, Ning Shu didn't answer, but just took off the sword at his waist, holding the hilt of the sword in his right hand and the scabbard in his left hand, and then slowly pulled out the sword, and as a cold light slowly became longer, the rain seemed to be brighter.

"Although I seem to have asked, I still want to ask, what is the name of this sword?"

"No name. ”

Xie Ximeng nodded, walked to the half-hidden door, and said as he walked, "If your life is in danger, you can leave first." ”

After a long time, he didn't hear the response of the young man behind him, because Ning Shu had already represented everything with silence.

Xie Ximeng held the umbrella in one hand, stretched out his free other hand and pushed forward, there was no squeaky sound, thinking that the Bear Axe Gang was still very concerned about the maintenance of the door.

The half-hidden door is no longer half-hidden, and the scenery behind the door is naturally unobstructed.

There is a large round table in the courtyard of Nuoda, on which are placed wine glasses and wine utensils.

The middle-aged man had a very casual expression, drinking by himself, while the young man with an umbrella behind him lowered his head with a smile on his face, and the other sitting big man with a long knife on his back frowned and stared at the young man who pushed the door in.

Looking at each other without saying a word, Xie Ximeng seemed to be an uninvited guest who broke into someone else's banquet, but the host did not directly give an eviction order, as if he was waiting for something.

Quiet, except for the sound of rain and rain.

Silence, the four people in the courtyard were silent except for silence.

But in such a situation, silence and silence will definitely not be maintained like this forever, Xie Ximeng looked at the two sitting people and one standing person, and then looked at the three cups on the table, smiled slightly and quipped: "I guess this extra cup should not be prepared for me." ”

"If Mr. Xie wants to drink, he is naturally qualified to sit down and have a drink. The middle-aged man replied, with an innate majesty in his tone.

"I'm sorry, but I still prefer tea. Xie Ximeng shook his head, looked at the man with the long knife on his back and asked, "Who is this?"

"Karma, Yuwen Artemisia. The big man with the knife replied coldly.

Xie Ximeng was thoughtful, and then asked, "The Qiang clan is also planning to be an enemy of the Divine Dynasty?"

The big man with the knife on his back, Yu Wen Artemisia, looked at him coldly and did not answer.

"In that case, don't go back to the north. Xie Ximeng said casually, his tone was very calm, but his words carried a sense of announcing his death.

The middle-aged man is Hu Yantu, the little prince of the Hulan royal court of the Huns, and the man with the knife is Yu Wenhao, the leader of the Yinyue tribe of the Qian tribe.

The Divine Dynasty is waiting for them, and they are also waiting for the Divine Dynasty.

Because there are countless masters in the northern army, the war has not fully started, and it is very difficult to kill anyone, so they chose to come to Los Angeles, which seems to be an extremely dangerous decision, because this is the imperial capital, so the Divine Dynasty will not choose to make a big disturbance in order to protect the people, and the Taoist Ministry knows that after they come to Los Angeles, they will definitely send the strongest people to find them.

So they are waiting for this person.

So Xie Ximeng came.