In the face of Elder Wu's ignorance, Li Tianhua didn't care, he knew that the other party, as a Yuan Realm powerhouse, did have this qualification.

He looked at Old Lady Li and said in a deep voice, "Uncle Tai, the murderer of the Lone Wolf Gang who killed the third brother has appeared. ”

Old Lady Li picked up the teapot and made a cup for Elder Wu, then filled her own teacup, put down the teapot, and said slowly: "Oh? Then Li Guan will lead people to take it down and put him on death row, and after your enthronement ceremony is held, he will ask and behead him." ”

Li Tianhua said: "This son has opened the entrance, and now he is making waves in the country, within seven days, before my second brother and I instigated the siege of more than 20 sects of the Lone Wolf Gang, all those who have martial arts cultivation above the fourth layer in the door have been killed by him, and few people have escaped." ”

Old Lady Li's hand that brought the tea to his mouth paused, and several long white eyebrows trembled, "Opened the entrance?"

He was silent for a while, drank the tea in the cup in one gulp, and said, "Then let him go for the time being, don't send someone to arrest him, so as not to startle the snake, and when I am busy with the matter in front of me, I will have my own way to deal with him." In addition, you instructed the people of the Shadow Department to take action and take the opportunity to control some more forces, but this catastrophe may not be beneficial to my Li family. ”

Next to a mountain stream, Zhao Ziming took out the calender paper and looked at it expressionlessly.

Of the twenty-seven gangs recorded on paper, only two have yet to take revenge. As for the Li family's properties recorded on the other side of the paper, he had other ideas and didn't plan to do it himself.

On the same day, after he revealed his cultivation in the Yuan Realm, he would rather die than betray the information to him, and immediately changed his attitude, saying that as long as Zhao Ziming promised to protect Tianjimen and not be retaliated against afterwards, he could have any information.

The know-it-all also vaguely proposed that if Zhao Ziming was interested, he could even become the master of Tianji Gate.

Zhao Ziming asked with a smile: "Didn't you say before that there is a master in the Tianji Gate?"

Know-it-all said: "This is a secret in the door, if it weren't for the fact that Gongzi is a strong man in the Yuan Realm, Wan Mou would definitely not leak it, in fact, Tianji Gate was created by Wan Mou and his two brothers and sisters, so he set the rules of joint management regardless of status, and the position of the door master has always been vacant." ”

Zhao Ziming wanted revenge, and he really needed the help of Tianjimen, so he agreed to protect Tianjimen, but he was noncommittal about becoming the master of the door, and as soon as he got the information, he set out to take revenge, which set off a bloody storm in the past few days.

"Red Knife Gate. Zhao Ziming put away the calender paper, muttered, and pursed his lips and whistled.

A loud neighing was heard in the distance, and in a few moments a black horse ran up the stream, but with its head drooping and visibly listless.

In these days' revenge actions, Zhao Ziming has not let the dark horse make a move, which makes the latter who was originally eager to try it extremely dissatisfied.

Zhao Ziming smiled slightly, patted the neck of the black horse, and comforted: "Don't worry, there is a time for you to make a move." He looked into the distance, which was the direction of Yuhua County, "Five days later, will the enthronement ceremony?"

The headquarters of the Red Knife Gate is located in a small city, there are not many masters in the door, and the residence is quite scattered, Zhao Ziming asked several passers-by before finding the residence of its master.

The master of the door is a big man with a beard, who is taking a nap, and there is a nine-ring knife standing next to the bed, the blade is red, and the appearance is quite extraordinary, which must be the origin of the name of the sect.

Zhao Ziming stood outside the window, and after seeing the situation inside through the holes in the window paper, he stretched out his finger and flicked it, and a wisp of concussive blood gas entered through the window.

The snoring in the house stopped abruptly, and Zhao Ziming turned to leave.

Next, in two inns and a green building, Zhao Ziming easily solved a few deacons of the Red Dao Gate, and then came to a secluded street.

In the middle of the street, there is an ordinary mansion, in which lives the last deacon of the Red Knife Gate.

"Sun Mansion. Zhao Ziming glanced at the plaque on the door, raised his leg and stepped up the steps, stretched out his hand to stick to the knocker, and the red yuan force overflowed from his fingers, burning the horizontal wood behind the door.

The white palm was slightly stiffened, and the heavy wooden door was pushed open, making a piercing creak, and the two pieces of the mottled door panel that could not be concealed even if it was smeared with tung oil trembled gently, as if it might collapse at any time.

Entering the courtyard, it was empty, there was no one in sight, and there was a faint immature humming sound in front of him, Zhao Ziming heard it clearly, and knew that it was a young child practicing.

He continued to walk forward, through the deserted hall, and came to the second courtyard, which was already the inner courtyard.

In the open space in the middle of the courtyard, there were two figures, one large and one small, the younger one was a young child about seven or eight years old, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, who was practicing a set of boxing techniques very seriously.

Next to the toddler was a man of about forty, with slightly dark skin, a round face, and thick lips, which made him look honest.

From time to time, he corrected the child's wrong movements, and his expression and words were very harsh.

At this time, just after noon, the sun was shining hotly on the earth, and both children and adults were sweating all over their faces, especially the former, and the sleeveless short coat on his small body was already soaked.

"Daddy, kid, let's stop for today. Who are you?" a plainly dressed woman appeared in the shade of a tree, called out to the father and son in the audience, and then turned her suspicious gaze to Zhao Ziming.

No wonder she is like this, the servant who is in charge of the gate courtyard in her family came home two days ago, and has not returned yet, there is a family of three in the whole house, and she obviously has not opened the door, how did this strange boy come in?

The man heard his wife's voice, turned his eyes, and also saw Zhao Ziming, his face changed slightly, he took a few steps forward, and protected his son behind him, "Who is Your Excellency?"

The suspicion in his heart was even worse than that of his wife, the other party was only a few feet away from him, and he did not borrow anything to hide his figure, but he had no sense at all, as a person who practiced martial arts, this was by no means normal.

Zhao Ziming's right index finger moved imperceptibly, he turned his mind, suppressed the urge to kill the man with one finger, put his right hand behind his back, and did not answer, his eyes continued to look at the man, and the bright red blood in his eyes flashed.

Seeing her husband's appearance as if he were facing a great enemy, the wife seemed to realize something, her face turned pale, and she stood under the tree, not daring to move, but her eyes were full of anxiety and fear.

Their children were different, poking their heads out from behind their fathers, and secretly looking at the strangers in the courtyard, their little faces full of curiosity, if it weren't for the strict upbringing, they would have to greet each other.

After a while, Zhao Ziming spoke with a strange look on his face, "What is your surname, where is your ancestry, and do you have parents at home?"

Under Zhao Ziming's gaze just now, the man only felt cold all over his body, as if he had been seen through from the inside out, and there was no secret at all, this feeling was really terrifying.

He swallowed a mouthful of saliva involuntarily and replied truthfully: "My name is Sun Ju, my ancestral home is Sansheng Village, Cangnan County, Tongcheng County, and my parents are deceased. ”

Zhao Ziming asked again: "Your father's name is Sun Danian?"

The man was slightly surprised, nodded and said, "This is indeed the name of the father." ”

Zhao Ziming looked up at the sky, and the dazzling sunlight made him squint his eyes, and he muttered in a low voice: "Sansheng Village, Old Man Sun, is this the will of God?"

The last deacon of the Red Knife Gate turned out to be the only son of Old Man Sun who had been out since he was a child!

After a long time, he sighed lightly, closed his eyes and shook his head for a moment, and when the discomfort in front of him subsided, his feet moved, and he appeared next to Sun Ju, and slapped his shoulder with one palm.

Sun Ju was shocked, and subconsciously wanted to dodge, but compared with Zhao Ziming's sixth-layer internal force cultivation, there was undoubtedly a world of difference.

The next moment, he screamed, but he felt a severe pain all over his body, as if there were thousands of ants burrowing around in his body, and after only two breaths, he fainted in pain.

Seeing this, his wife shouted "Child's father", and rushed towards Zhao Ziming like crazy. Zhao Ziming waved his hand without looking back, shot out a burst of energy, and lit her sleeping hole, and the woman immediately fell to the ground.

Their child was born with good courage, and when he saw that his parents were restrained, instead of running, he jumped and hugged one of Zhao Ziming's legs, opened his mouth and bit it, and shouted vaguely: "Bad guy, you let go of my father!"

Zhao Ziming smiled slightly, picked up the little guy with his empty hand, and urged a wisp of yuan force to probe into his body, running several times, the latter suddenly looked confused, and slowly closed his eyes.

I don't know how long later, Sun Ju, who was placed in the shade of the tree, woke up quietly, hurriedly got up, saw his wife and son lying beside him, stretched out his hand to probe his nose, both breathed inch, and a big stone fell to the ground in his heart.

He looked around and saw that there was no longer the mysterious young man in the yard, so he leaned over and picked up the child, patted his wife's face gently, and called, "Child, mother." ”

The woman slowly opened her eyes, then sat up, touched Sun Ju's face, and asked urgently, "Father, are you okay?"

Sun Ju held his wife's hand, "I'm fine, Ling'er is fine, don't worry." ”

The woman took the child and held it in her arms, making sure that he was not hurt, tears suddenly welled up in her eyes, "Father of the child, let's go, get out of here, that person must be your opponents in the gang to deal with you, shall we leave?"

Sun Ju was silent, of course he knew that this was just a random guess from his wife's impatience.

He was powerless in front of that young man, which showed that the strength of the other party was absolutely extraordinary, if it was really against them, how could the family still have their lives now?

It is impossible to invite such a person just with those few opponents in the Red Knife Gate who have always been at odds.

Sun Ju suddenly frowned, as if he had discovered something, and then with an incredible look on his face, he raised a palm and said excitedly: "I, the child, I broke through, my internal strength, seven layers!"