The sound in my ears was very awkward, and I couldn't hear men and women, as if someone was shouting to a young man in the distance, which was very ethereal.

Without waiting for the young man to react, his body suddenly gushed out with inexhaustible strength, and the true qi that had been dormant in the dantian began to move, swimming rapidly around the young man's body.

Who's helping me?

Zhong Ming wanted to ask, but he didn't know who to ask.

The young man's body trembled with the frantically surging true qi, and his sackcloth robe swelled up.

"Get out of the knife, you can't hold it!"

The voice sounded in his ears again, and the true qi squeezed in the young man's body had reached its peak.

At this time, the young man is like holding the power of the wilderness, and he does not vomit unpleasant feelings.

Usually the technique of practicing the knife is very simple, any chopping and picking is not worthy of the young man's state of mind at this time, he just wants to be able to pour out the strength in his body with just one move.

Naturally, the young man's mind came up with the trick used by Old Man Sun today.

The wind swept up the sand, and the knife was strong.

Such a move can match the young man's state of mind at this time, and the subconscious young man is ready to use this move.

Although I have only met once, I have kept the knife direction in my heart.

I saw the young man wielding the knife and mopping the ground, twisting his wrist, and the Yama Absolute Sound Knife was dragged upside down on the ground, and all the unknown power surging wildly in his body surged towards the knife in his hand, and the ink-colored blade burst into red and green light.

The red mangs are the core, and the green mangs are in the shape of a blade, covering the blade.

All the heroic intentions in his heart converged into the young man's mouth at this time.

"Roll up the sand!"

With the sound of loud shouts, the young man dragged his knife and moved, the blade slashed the ground and cracked the gravel, and the ring-headed dragon bird cried loudly, and the loud dragon bird cried and shook the eardrums of the people.

The young man swings his sword, drags it high, slashes it to the shoulder, holds the knife in his backhand, and slashes horizontally.

The red-green knife strength came out of the body from the absolute sound knife, and thousands of hair-thin knife strength shot out in all directions.

The knife slammed on the ground, the sand and gravel were everywhere, and the wind was fierce.

In front of the young man, there was a thigh-thick knife that drilled into the ground, split the ground, and went straight to the two people in front of him.

The knife strength in the ground was like a dragon in the river, rushing forward wantonly, hitting the two people, and the mixed knife strength immediately tore the clothes of the two people, and for a while, countless small knife edges burst out from the two people.

The moment the two men in black were knocked out, the blood on their bodies collapsed, and the two became bloody people and fell to the ground, not knowing whether they were alive or dead.

At the same time, Chen Huyuan reacted and shouted loudly: "Retreat!

In this kind of realm, Chen Huyuan has only seen it once in his lifetime, and that is on the Sunset Road, where he encountered an unknown swordsman challenging the famous Yingcheng Water and Fire Stick on the list.

The Yingcheng water and fire stick uses a trick to draw a circle of places, and it is also such a scene of bursting with vigor and flying sand and stones.

But it was too late, when Chen Huyuan shouted this sentence, the knife strength had already hit his face, and he could only protect his head with one hand, and protect himself with the knife in front of him.

Chen Huyuan did not enter the realm of qi seeking, and could not mobilize the true qi to protect the body, so he could only use his body to resist.

After the knife power, more than a dozen black-clothed people were overturned to the ground, and the sand and stones in the courtyard were still flying.

The dilapidated temple in front of the young man's eyes collapsed violently, and the earth dragon formed by the strength of the knife snaked out for dozens of zhang before stopping, leaving a two-finger-deep ravine where it passed.

This scene not only made Chen Huyuan stunned, but even the young man himself was stunned.

When did he perform such a powerful move?

But the situation did not allow the young man to stand here, and although the momentum of this move was huge, its artistic conception was only 12/12.

The rolling sand pays attention to the power to break the mountains and rivers, and it must be strong, but the rolling sand used by the young man this time is only formal, and the knife power is too scattered to take the lives of all the thieves.

The voice sounded in Zhong Ming's ears again: "Don't be stunned, leave quickly!"

The ethereal voice in his ears made the young man suddenly come back to his senses, and he quickly put away the Yama Absolute Sword, turned over on the back of the manic neighing horse, and with a flick of the reins, he was about to flee outside the temple.

The temple wall in front of him had collapsed, and the young man just happened to ride his horse.

The young man rode his horse and fled into the darkness of the ruined temple on the west side of the city, and he ran far away on horseback, and thoughts began to appear in his blank mind.

The things in the temple were too strange and too sudden, and the young man was like a marionette, everything was carried out under the command of someone.

Now that his mood was back to normal, his mind immediately changed.

Originally, the direction of the young man's horse was the mud village, and after feeling the danger, the young man subconsciously wanted to go home.

But then it occurred to him that the mud village could not protect the young man, and he should now go to the city for refuge.

There is an uncle Yang Yanlang in the city, even if the Wu family wants to kill themselves, they must first pass the level of Captain Zhiguo, and the hundred and ten fine scale riders are not vegetarians.

Having made up his mind, the young man turned his horse's head and rode toward the city.

At this time, the dark clouds covered the moon, and in the dark night, I saw a young man running for his life and entering the city.

......

At the same time, in the ruined temple in the west of the city, the dust settled, the dark clouds drifted by, and the moonlight fell on the courtyard again.

There were more than a dozen black-clothed people lying in the courtyard, and more than half of them were silent, as if they had died in the strong knife force.

Chen Huyuan was not among them, although he was also scraped by the knife, his clothes were ragged, and he looked quite embarrassed, but he was not fatally injured, he struggled to get up, and gathered the remaining men in black.

"How's it going?"

Chen Huyuan's face was very bad, and with the still bleeding knife on his bald head, his expression was very hideous.

A man in black immediately reported in a low voice: "Chen Zhangyuan, we have killed five brothers and injured three, I'm afraid we can't fight anymore." ”

Chen Huyuan patted his bald head fiercely, and said angrily: "A group of useless things, all the living people will pick up knives for me and follow me to the muddy pond! Even if the village is slaughtered tonight, the boy surnamed Zhong must be turned out!"

The black-clothed men beside him immediately lowered their heads in fright, it seemed that Chen Huyuan had a lot of deterrence against his subordinates on weekdays.

Tonight, Chen's identity has been exposed, if this matter is brought to court, how can he live.

The head of the family was beheaded by Yang Yanlang, if the news of the attack on Zhong Ming leaked tonight, and the East Window incident happened, he would inevitably be handed over by the Wu family to take the blame.

A man in black whispered: "Chen Zhangyuan, I heard that the group of people in the muddy pond are all involved in the death of Gongzi, why don't we do it today, kill the people in the village together, and pretend to be a thief attacking the village, what do you think?"

Chen Huyuan smiled sadly: "This is very good, just do it tonight, take a few more heads and go back, Madame will definitely reward me and others!"

After a cursory discussion, Chen Huyuan left the injured to clean up the bodies, and he took the five injured people to prepare to go to the mud village.

Just as Chen Huyuan was about to leave, suddenly, the wind was blowing in the courtyard, and they all faintly heard an ethereal voice: "After many years, your Wu family is still so unlucky!"

Chen Huyuan and the others were shocked, and Chen Huyuan even raised a knife in his hand, looked around, and shouted angrily: "Who is pretending to be a ghost?"

No one answered them, but a person stood up in the strong wind, staggered, and walked towards Chen Huyuan and the others.

This is exactly the man in black who died just now, his luck was extremely bad, his throat was cut by the strength of the knife, and there was blood in front of his chest, he should have died and couldn't die anymore, but at this time, his eyes revealed a strange green glow, and he walked towards Chen Huyuan and the others with an expressionless face.

"Ahh

A man in black was startled, looking at the corpse of the sixth son and screaming.

The sixth son, whose eyes were green, did not answer, perhaps because his throat was cut, leaking air, and he couldn't speak.

Lifting the horizontal knife in his hand, Liuzi pounced on Chen Huyuan and the others with an expressionless face!

In the courtyard of the ruined temple, the bloody storm is rising again!

It was a one-sided slaughter, the resurrected six sons were not afraid of the blade, the horizontal knife was inserted in his abdomen, he still slashed people with his knife, and when Chen Huyuan cut off his head, he also cut off the head of Chen Huyuan.

The night wind struck, and the old willows in the ruined temple swayed with the wind, and the leaves rustled.

The headless body of the six sons turned in the direction of the town, as if staring at something.

The ethereal voice rose again, and he said, "Everyone in the Wu family deserves to die!"

The wind grew stronger and stronger, blowing through a dark cloud and obscuring the bright moon.

The broken clay sculpture of Zhang Daoling enshrined in the temple appeared on the Taoist spider web crack for no reason, which spread to the whole body of the statue in an instant, and then the clay sculpture shattered into pieces, stirring up a cloud of dust.

The old willow in the courtyard instantly lit up with dazzling light, and the green light rose to the sky.

......

The back garden of Tianfu, in the pond pavilion.

The boy in blue was playing chess with Tian Xingjian, the two talked very happily, the boy in blue twisted the white child, and was about to fall, but his hand shook, and the white child fell on the chessboard, disrupting the chess game.

Seeing that the boy in blue was already in the final situation, the next son could slaughter Tian Gongzi's big dragon, but he suddenly abandoned his son.

Tian Gongzi, who hopes that he will fall into the army, will be disappointed, as long as the boy in blue will fall and slay the dragon, he can turn the situation around, and use this as a base point to control the other party with his backhand.

followed the temptation to introduce the cunning boy in blue into the game he set, but he didn't expect the other party to cheat on his chess game, and Tian Xingjian Yaxing was completely gone.

Tian Gongzi said angrily: "Li Que, what's wrong, why do you abandon your son?"

"Something is wrong. ”

The blue-clothed boy known as Li Que looked at the west of the city, and there was little emotion in his cold eyes, not just moved, that was a panicked look.

Tian Xingjian also looked up, only to see a green light rising to the sky in the west of the city, shining brightly, straight to the bullfight.

Tian Gongzi was dumbfounded, and the peach blossom fan in his hand fell to the ground.

Li Que stepped on the railing, ice blue debris formed under his feet, stepped on ice chips, jumped to the top of the pavilion, and looked to the west of the city, hoping to see more clearly.

The little Qilin Tian Xingjian craned his neck to look at the light, and muttered to himself: "How come, Zhang Daoling's Dao bone statue can't suppress that old willow tree?"

......

Silt village, in the thatched hut of the lonely widow Granny Wu.

There was no light in the dark room, and Granny Wu sat alone on the edge of the bed, muttering in small parts, her voice was too small to be heard clearly.

Granny Wu suffers from eye disease, her eyes are filled with a strange gray-white color, and she can't even see people clearly on weekdays, so she usually doesn't use oil lamps.

Not only did she have an eye disease, but she also had mental problems and couldn't work.

On weekdays, she relied on the relief of the villagers to live, and I heard that she also touched human flesh to live to this day during the famine.

At the beginning of the month, Liang Heizi also sent her rice grain, and it was precisely because of the relief of well-wishers that Granny Wu was able to survive.

Granny Wu suddenly stood up, grabbed the crutches in her hand, and ran outside the courtyard in a panic.

She tiptoed to look at the location of the ruined temple in the west of the city, and when the green light brightened her gray eyes, Granny Wu stumbled back two steps, and her crutches came out of her hands and fell into the courtyard.

"He's out? impossible, impossible!"

Suddenly, Granny Wu covered her eyes again, and she rolled on the ground in pain, and bloody tears continued to flow between her fingers.