When Beyu saw Tang Xue again, she noticed the change in Tang Xue at first sight, and her temperament was completely different from the last time she saw her. Tang Xue's first image to him was a little proud, even in the face of Hu Wu, the world's largest organization, he was not afraid at all, but when he was with him in the ancestral land of the Wu clan, he was gentle and sensible, but now Tang Xue has a wildness, a trace of edge, it seems that the encounters in the small world have a lot of impact on her.

"See you again, thank you for taking care of Ruoli for me during this time!" Beyu said to Tang Xue with a smile.

"It's nothing, Ruoli sister is very powerful!" Tang Xue saw that her face was flushed, and she whispered.

Don't shrug your shoulders, I just don't have anything to say, but you call Ruoli a sister?

After some politeness, after lunch, Bei Yu was ready to say goodbye to Ruo Li Tang Xue and go to deal with the Holy King Sect, but he never thought that the two girls asked in unison to act with Bei Yu!

In Huadu Xicheng, in an old-fashioned residential building, a seventy-year-old couple lives on subsistence allowance, and it stands to reason that their life should be relatively difficult, but the strange thing is that these two live very chic, and they also travel from time to time, which makes the old people around them very envious. But the couple is relatively lonely and basically doesn't deal with the people around them, so no one around them knows about their situation.

On this day, the couple went for a walk in the small park downstairs in the evening, and three teenagers, a man and two women, blocked the way.

"Black and white, thirty years ago, I killed sixteen Chinese warriors at the border, and then joined the Holy King Sect incognito, once a year, in order to expand the territory of the Holy King Sect, killed many fellow martial artists, two, it's been a long time!" Be Yu stared at the old couple in front of him, his expression was complicated, if it weren't for the intelligence record of the Martial Arts Association, who would have thought that this pair of old men, who was nearly 100 years old in real age, would be the executioners who killed people without blinking.

"What are you talking about, little brother, speak louder, we are old, our ears are not good, and we can't hear clearly!" The old man bowed his waist and spoke hoarsely.

"You don't have to pretend, the cultivation in the later stage of dark energy, the physical function has not degraded, and you are also a martial artist, you should know that it is useless to play this trick!"

"Feng Shaoxia, we are so old, can't we let us live?" The old man straightened up, and a murderous aura suddenly erupted.

Don't say I want to ask, you killed so many warriors, have you thought about giving others a way to live, but there is no need, in his eyes, black and white are dead people, is it necessary to say so much about dead people?

At some point, the cool breeze in the small park brought the chill, and the old people who walked around for leisure began to return home.

"For the sake of the two of you as the Grandmaster, give you a chance, let's make a move!"

"Kill!" The crutches in the old woman's hand suddenly turned into a thin sword, stabbing at Beyu's throat, and the old man leaned over, shooting dozens of hidden weapons from his body, followed by his body like an arrow off the string, directly attacking Beyu's lower abdomen.

"It's too slow!" Beyu sneered, his body was like a ghost, and he disappeared in place in an instant, and the black and white attacks were completely lost. Beyu reappeared, behind the old man, with a punch in his back, and another backhand punch, hitting the old woman's head.

The black and white bodies fell to the ground like rags, but there were no scars visible from the outside, and the two of them seemed to fall asleep on the ground.

"Subtle, the power is controlled in the subtle, the dark energy has destroyed all the functions of the other party's body, and there is no leakage, my brother, the cultivation talent is so good, the future achievements may not be under my body!"

"Let's go, we will clean up the Saint King Sect forces in Huadu tonight!" Beyu smiled very gently, who would have thought that his words would decide the lives of dozens or hundreds of people.

The three of them left, leaving only gold and two corpses all over the ground in the small park in the autumn wind, and in less than ten minutes, a few black suits came to carry the black and white people away.

Overnight, Bei Yu ran all over the six strongholds in the four corners of Huadu, killing more than thirty members of the Holy King Sect, of course, in addition to the black and white double evil, the other points were at most one or two Ming Jin martial artists.

"Is this the entrance of the Holy King Sect in Huadu? I really didn't expect that it was built no worse than the Huadu Martial Arts Association! Ding Jia, a famous martial arts celebrity at the top of the world, actually colluded with the Holy King Sect so deeply, what do you say he is for?" Beyu looked at the manor in front of him, which covered an area of at least ten acres, and he really couldn't figure it out.

Ding Jia's reputation in the martial arts world is still good, once there was an enemy warrior who crossed the border into Huaxia, he fought with the other party when he pursued, and he did not retreat with nineteen knives in his body, and dragged the enemy to our side A large number of masters rushed to come. Now Ding Jia has opened several restaurants, and there are many people who are politicians and businessmen, it can be said that he is rich and powerful, and he is not a young man, but he is mixed with the people of the Holy King Sect, which is really incomprehensible.

Before he came, Beyu thought that if Ding Jia was forced by the Holy King Sect to be a void and aggrieved snake, he should let him go according to the situation, but when Beyu's divine sense swept over the manor, he gave up this idea flatly.

If a person is angry, his emotions may become uncontrollable and his mind may become unjudgmental and act unexpectedly. Don't you find out about the situation in the manor now, aren't you angry? It was because of the excessive anger that he calmed down. Because Ding Jia must die!

At this time, Ding Jia's face was full of red light, his beard and hair were all blue and black, and he looked like a young man in his thirties when he was young! When he was young, he was also full of enthusiasm, and he also had the passion to defend his family and the country and protect the people, but once he blocked foreign enemies, he was seriously injured and bled excessively, and although he picked up his life, his body was not as good as before.

At that time, the martial arts association was established less than ten years ago, and he was also one of the members, and he was the president of the martial arts association in Kunshi at that time. He made such a great contribution, he should have been famous all over the world, but he didn't want the Martial Arts Association to remove his identity as the president and let him go to the capital to be a powerless elder. Why, is it because his strength has declined after he was injured?

Ding Jia was unwilling, and in anger, he directly announced that he would break away from the Martial Arts Association, become a free and idle martial artist, and returned to his hometown to settle down, and he had nothing to teach the disciples of the sect.

Although he is doing well, he is unwilling in his heart, he has shed blood for this society and made meritorious contributions to the Martial Arts Association, why should he endure the pain of his body from time to time, and he wants to be a civilian in this small place. You must know that he was only less than forty years old when he broke through the dark energy, and in the era of lack of spiritual energy, he was definitely a top celestial pride.

At this moment, the Holy King Sect appeared in his eyes, and the Holy King Sect told him: "As long as you can serve the Holy King Sect, not only can you heal him of his body injuries, but if you have great merit, you can even pass on his method of cultivating the truth, and you can get eternal life!"

As soon as Ding Jia's secret injury was gone, his cultivation rose again, becoming the middle stage of dark energy, and he began to practice the method of prolonging life given by the Holy King Sect. The evil of this method should be guided by the blood of underage women every day, and eat the hearts of young men when the yin qi is at its heaviest every month, so as to achieve the effect of reconciling yin and yang. Ding Jia naturally knew that this was unreasonable, but his humanity had been distorted, and he didn't care if it was wrong or not, and whether it was contrary to his previous philosophy.

At the beginning, Ding Jia was still afraid of being discovered, so he could only act secretly, ten or twenty years have passed, and his courage has also increased, and there is an underground cell hidden in the manor built, which detains dozens of young men and women, and provides him with blood food for a long time, and in recent years, it is even more crazy, not handsome men and beautiful women. That's why some time ago, the people of the Martial Arts Association discovered the clue and found this place!

The news that Beyu got was that Ding Jia was secretly arresting some young men and women, and it was not until his divine sense swept that he found that this person had been mad to the extreme, and there were no less than two hundred white bones buried in the garden, and the entire manor was shrouded in yin qi. Those resentful spirits roamed the manor, unable to escape but unable to deal with Ding Jia, and could only wail all day long.

"Brother, you can do it quickly! We won't go in, and we will keep an eye around to prevent any fish from slipping through the net. Ruoli's face was pale, he looked at the gradually brightening sky, and closed his eyes gloomily, this is the ancestral land, the origin of the Xuanhuang Great World, how could this happen!

Don't say a word, dodge to the gate of the manor, 'boom' kicked open the door, the two warriors who guarded the door were sleepy, and when they heard the sound, they immediately reached out and wanted to touch the weapon, and the two pieces of the gate smashed into the two of them instantly, directly knocking the two into a blood mist.

Ding Jia, who got up early, was getting down from a young woman, there was a blood hole in the major artery in the woman's neck, and blood was flowing out of the woman's neck, and the woman's breath was weak, and she couldn't live when she saw it. This person is already crazy, sucking human blood alive, worse than animals, this god is not open-minded, this kind of person can live and enjoy life.

When Ding Jia heard the movement and rushed out, what he saw were the corpses of his disciples and the Saint King Sect. These fierce ghosts are afraid of the murderers, all of them were split apart by Beyu with a knife, and none of them had a complete body, even if their souls floated out of the body, they were also killed by Beyu's soul suppression technique, so that their real souls were scattered.

"Crazy demon!" Ding Jia shuddered, his face gloomy, and he was in big trouble.