After a few ups and downs, Zheng Yingjun came to the courtyard of the Burial Sword Building, at this moment the night sky was pouring heavy rain, through the heavy rain you can vaguely see, in the various wings of the Burial Sword Building, there are fires flashing everywhere, accompanied by firelight, thick black smoke instantly covered the sky, and the haze was shrouded in the sky above the Burial Sword Tower in an instant.

This is the cause of the kerosene fire, obviously, the burning chamber should have been doused with kerosene, otherwise under such heavy rain, it would be impossible for ordinary flames to ignite!

"These bastards even set fire to them! Lao Tzu must have skinned these rabbits alive!"

Zheng Yingjun scolded as he picked up his knife and rushed towards the black-clothed people around him.

"Poof!"

A golden light flashed through the night sky, and the golden knife came out of its sheath and slashed directly at the black-clothed people around him.

"Puff puff!"

Everywhere the blade slashed, there was a sound of flesh being pierced, and in the blink of an eye, three men in black had already died under Zheng Yingjun's knife!

"Ahh

There was a wail in the Burial Sword Tower, and as time passed, this wailing became more and more intense, and the flames flashed everywhere and the half-naked disciples of the Burial Sword Tower, most of them were hacked to death by the man in black as soon as they rushed out of the room, and the scene was very tragic!

Zheng Yingjun looked at everything in front of him, his eyes were very round, and he had faintly turned into a cold blood red, this was a terrifying look of anger, at this moment, Zheng Yingjun, who had always been giggling, was really angry!

"Boom! Click!"

Lightning flashed across the night sky, and then a loud explosion like thunder sounded in the sky, turning the Burial Sword Tower into a hell on earth at this moment!

"Zheng Ye!

Just as Zheng Yingjun was slashing left and right, a rapid sound suddenly came from a distance, and then he saw Liu San, who was naked, rushing towards Zheng Yingjun with a steel knife.

Due to the fighting all the way, Liu San's naked body was already covered with knife marks at this moment, and the red blood covered his whole body, and even his face was red and purple!

But even so, Liu San still walked like a fly, slashing and killing the black-clothed people around him while running, looking like a hell-killing god, just with this momentum, some black-clothed people began to retreat a little timidly!

"Zheng Ye, are you okay?" Liu San rushed to Zheng Yingjun's side and asked in a loud voice.

"What can Lao Tzu do! Who the hell are these bastards? What the hell is going on?" Zheng Yingjun shouted angrily.

"I don't know about this!" Liu San said with some embarrassment.

"Smack!"

Zheng Yingjun turned around and kicked Liu San's ass hard, and this kick made Liu San grin!

"I don't know? There are hundreds of these bastards, so many people come to Luoyang City, you don't know? Now this group of bastards seems to have regarded my burial sword building as a teahouse, and they are here!"

Zheng Yingjun scolded loudly as he cut off the head of the man in black who was about to sneak attack with one sword!

"This group of people should have been premeditated!" Liu San also said breathlessly.

"Nonsense!" Zheng Yingjun glared at Liu San, then picked up his knife and ran into the distance, where a group of black-clothed people were rushing over!

Seeing this, Liu San followed with a steel knife, but unexpectedly was pushed back by Zheng Yingjun.

"You don't have to worry about it here, your task now is to hurry up and protect Master Mo, just with these three-legged cat guys, you can't help Uncle Me!" Zheng Yingjun shouted.

"But Zheng Ye."

"Fuck off!

Before Liu San could argue, he was scolded back by Zheng Yingjun.

Zheng Yingjun said faintly: "Liu San, you remember it for Lao Tzu! If Master Mo has any accidents, then you don't have to come back to see me!"

Liu San was stunned for a moment, then nodded heavily, and then turned around and rushed towards the inner courtyard of the Burial Sword Tower, since Zhang Peng came back from the gate, Mo Yuan officially moved into the inner courtyard of the Burial Sword Building! Of course, Mo Yuan, who didn't know martial arts, was not without masters beside him, and Zhang Peng personally arranged for the four elders of the Falling Flowers and Flowing Water

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Living in the inner courtyard is to protect Mo Yuan's safety!

This is also the reason why Zheng Yingjun was not in a hurry to protect Mo Yuan at the beginning! Because he knew that the four elders of Falling Flowers and Flowing Water would definitely come forward to protect Mo Yuan as soon as possible!

"Zheng Ye rest assured, as long as I, Liu San, don't die, absolutely no one can hurt Master Mo!"

Liu San said as he ran into the distance.

Zheng Yingjun swung his knife left and right, and he didn't know how many people in black he had killed along the way, but through his slashing along the way, he gradually discovered that this group of people in black had men and women, and looking at the martial arts used by this group of people, it was not a family, it should be from different forces!

Blood stained Zheng Yingjun's clothes, and his fat face was full of scarlet blood! It's just that none of these blood drops are his own, they are all someone else's!

The originally golden golden knife has also become a little dark at this moment, this is because it is stained with too much blood!

In the rainy night, in the midst of the sword light and sword shadows, and the golden light, even the raindrops did not have time to drop, and it had already made many people splash blood for seven steps, and they died on the spot!

"Bang!"

Suddenly, a sound of metal colliding suddenly sounded, and then I saw Zheng Yingjun, who was invincible all the way forward, suddenly retreated a few steps back!

Then, Zheng Yingjun raised his murderous face and stared straight at the man in black in front of him!

At the same time as Zheng Yingjun retreated, the man in black also took a few steps back, and then his body suddenly stagnated, and the soles of his feet still rubbed back three meters against the ground!

Then the man in black had a cold look in his eyes, and the big steel knife in his hand roared to meet Zheng Yingjun again.

"You also play with knives, it's a pity that your knife skills are still lacking!"

Zheng Yingjun shouted and swung his knife to meet him.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

Several metal collisions sounded one after another, and the sparks generated by the collision of the two flew down, which was enough to see how desperate these two people were!

"What a familiar knife technique!" Zheng Yingjun said coldly, and then his little eyes suddenly opened, and a heavy killing intent surged into his face, "You are from the Ming Palace!"

was recognized by Zheng Yingjun in one fell swoop, and the body of the man in black was obviously shocked, and then he snorted angrily, and the black on his face was opened, and a vicious face was revealed, it was the tyrant of the Ming Palace!

"Is that you?" asked Zheng Yingjun coldly.

"Yes! it's me!" replied the Decepticon, gritting his teeth.

"Is it possible that the Ming Palace's Mansion is tired of living, and you dare to come here to make trouble!" Zheng Yingjun asked in a loud voice.

"Don't talk nonsense, today I will stab you and avenge the mansion master!" Bahu roared angrily, and then swung his knife again and rushed towards Zheng Yingjun.

"Revenge?" Zheng Yingjun was stunned at first, but the next situation was already unbearable for him to think about it anymore, his face was ruthless, and as soon as his wrist flipped, the golden knife came up!

"Bang!"

Blade to blade, slashing together!

"Whew!"

Zheng Yingjun stretched out his tongue and licked his lips, then a bloodthirsty smile appeared on his face, his wrist was suddenly forced, and the blade of the golden knife was tightly attached to the blade of the tiger and slashed towards the arm of the tiger!

All the way through, accompanied by an extremely harsh sound, brought up a string of dazzling sparks!

"Ahh

Bahu screamed, and then wanted to raise the knife to separate Zheng Yingjun's golden knife, but unfortunately, Zheng Yingjun's strength was too great, and the steel knife of Bahu couldn't move for half a minute!

"Suffer death!"

Zheng Yingjun smiled fiercely, and then the golden knife in his hand suddenly lifted upwards and slashed directly at Bahu's neck!

"Zheng Yingjun is rampant!"

Suddenly, a loud shout came from mid-air, and then a burly figure rushed towards Zheng Yingjun quickly!

"Another master?"

Zheng Yingjun exclaimed, then flipped his wrist, and his toes slammed to the ground

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Shape retreats violently!

Today's Zheng Yingjun is very smart, if he didn't retreat just now, he would definitely be able to cut down the bully tiger with one sword, but he would definitely be kicked in the air by the man in black flying in mid-air! At that time, he will definitely be injured! Now is definitely not the time to exchange a life for a life, and he must not be easily injured at this time!

Just after Zheng Yingjun's body retreated violently, the man in black appeared next to Bahu! Such light skills, I am afraid that looking at the rivers and lakes is rare!

And when the man in black landed, Zheng Yingjun also officially saw the identity of this person, because the light technique used by this person was too conspicuous, and it was the snow treading without a trace that the entire rivers and lakes only had in Flying Emperor Castle!

"Shangguan Lao'er!" Zheng Yingjun said fiercely.

"Golden Swordsman, long time no see!"

The man in black slowly lifted his veil, revealing Shangguan Feihu's old face.

"Have you forgotten the three-year covenant, and you dare to attack my burial sword tower!" Zheng Yingjun said viciously.

Shangguan Feihu snorted coldly and opened his mouth to say, "Do you think I don't understand the truth of raising tigers for trouble? What's more, everything today is your own fault! How can you blame us!"

Hearing this, Zheng Yingjun's brows furrowed tightly, and he asked suspiciously, "What did you say?"

"Hehe, what are you talking about, when you get to the underworld, you go and ask the king of Hades!" Shangguan Feihu sneered, his body shook, and he disappeared in place!

At the moment when Shangguan Feihu disappeared, Zheng Yingjun only felt bad for a while, and then his body quickly retreated!

"Bang!"

Suddenly, a muffled sound sounded, Zheng Yingjun snorted angrily, and rolled on the ground in embarrassment, stained with muddy water!

The moment Zheng Yingjun retreated just now, Shangguan Feihu's sturdy kick accurately kicked Zheng Yingjun's left ribs, which made Zheng Yingjun roll out in embarrassment!

"Hmph!" Shangguan Feihu snorted coldly after landing on the ground, and then said in a rather disdainful tone, "Golden Swordsman, Zhang Peng and Zhang Jie are not here today, I want to see who can save you! Remember, today next year will be the death day of you and the Burial Sword Tower!"

After that, Shangguan Feihu actually laughed arrogantly, and with Shangguan Feihu's laughter, the wails of the disciples of the Burial Sword Building were even more endless!

Seeing the disciples of the Burial Sword Tower fall in a pool of blood one by one, Zheng Yingjun clenched his teeth, his eyes cracked, and he actually stared at blood alive!

"Ahh

"Haha. ”

"Boom! Click!"

The thunder matched the wails of the disciples of the Burial Sword Tower, as well as the roars of the men in black, all of this formed a strange melody that echoed in the sky above Luoyang City!

Tonight, the rainstorm in Luoyang City will not stop! Tonight, the blood of the Burial Sword Tower will flow like a river!

At this time, the muddy water on the ground was no longer rain, but turned into blood water, and even the dirt was dyed bright red!

Zheng Yingjun raised his eyes and glanced at the inner courtyard, then looked at Shangguan Feihu in front of him, and secretly guessed in his heart: Shangguan Feihu should be the most powerful character in this group of people, as long as he can be lured away, the four elders will definitely be able to escort Mo Yuan away safely!

Thinking of this, Zheng Yingjun turned his heart sideways, then slowly stood up, raised the golden knife flat, and pointed the tip of the knife directly at Shangguan Feihu, with a hint of provocation in his eyes!

"Shangguan Lao'er, if there is a kind of you, you will stand up for the uncle!

With that, Zheng Yingjun took a little foot under his feet, and his figure rose into the air, swept towards the outside of the Burial Sword Tower, and disappeared into the night in the blink of an eye!

"Hmph!" Shangguan Feihu snorted coldly, "You stay, not a single one in the Burial Sword Tower will be left! Kill all of them! Wait for the old man to personally deal with the golden swordsman!"

Shangguan Feihu gave an order, and his body shook, disappeared into the Burial Sword Tower, and chased after Zheng Yingjun!

Leaving behind a bloodthirsty bully, he looked at the surrounding situation, and then slashed at a disciple of the Burial Sword Tower who stumbled beside him with a cruel smile!

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