The owner didn't see it, but he ran into Zeng Jie, the owner of the young village, and Zeng Jie, the owner of the young village, saw Zhuang Ding's panicked appearance and immediately drank him. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info asked: "What is so panicked?" Zhuang Ding was drunk, so he had to stop and gasped: "There is a strange person suddenly outside the village gate, it is so scary, so the little one went to report it to the owner of the village." "Do you know where that person came from?" asked Zeng Jie, the young owner of the village, as he stared at the villager. Under the gaze of Zeng Jie, the young owner, Zhuang Ding said timidly: "I don't know, that person is very young, dressed in brocade, like a noble son." "There's no need to inform the owner, I'll handle this little thing." Zeng Jie, the young owner, waved his hand at the Zhuang Ding and said. The Zhuang Ding didn't dare to disobey, turned around and followed behind the young owner Zeng Jie, and walked towards the Zhuang Gate. That Zhuang Ding didn't know the young master of the iron sword, but the young owner Zeng Jie did. Because the young master of the iron sword had come once three years ago. Therefore, Zeng Jie, the young master, has seen the young master of the iron sword and knows him: and knows that his father and the father of the young master of the iron sword are friends of life and death. "It's been a long time, it's a bad welcome, please forgive the faux pas, please enter the village!" Zeng Jie, the young owner of the village, thought that the young master of the iron sword was here to visit, and happily hugged his fists to meet the young master of the iron sword. The young master of the iron sword stood still and did not speak, and the murderous intent in his eyes suddenly surged, and he drew his sword and stabbed at the throat of the unsuspecting young master Zeng Jie. The sword of the young master of the iron sword was both sudden and powerful! The young master Zeng Jie never dreamed that the young master of the iron sword would suddenly attack him, so he couldn't dodge this sword! Not even a word was made, the smile had condensed on his face, his eyes were full of surprise and horror, the sword in his throat, blood gushed out, and he fell to the ground and died. Before he took his breath, he still didn't understand why the young master of the iron sword would kill him. I'm afraid even the young master of the iron sword himself doesn't know this. But in fact, he killed Zeng Jie, the owner of the young village, and Zeng Jie, the owner of the young village, became a fool.

The Zhuang Ding was so frightened by this sudden tragedy that his legs weakened, his face turned pale, he screamed, turned around and rushed into the village. The young master of the iron sword still stood tall outside the village gate with his sword in his hand, and he did not chase and kill the Zhuang Ding. But the blood on the tip of the sword stained the dirt red. Zhuang Ding's exclamation alarmed the owner Zeng Lin. He hurried out of the inner hall to see what had happened, and Zhuang Ding was probably stunned, stammering, incoherent, and incoherent. Zeng Lin was patient, and finally understood most of Zhuang Ding's words. But he also knew that his eldest son Zeng Jie was suddenly assassinated by a Jinqiu boy standing outside the village gate. That's enough, although he doesn't know who the person is, but as long as he looks at it, he understands. But now the son has been killed. He was grieved and angry. He vowed to avenge Zeng Jie. also hated the murderer who killed Zeng Jie. However, when he strode out of the village gate with grief and anger and saw the young master of the iron sword, he was stunned with shock. He almost didn't believe his eyes, thinking that it was not the young master of the iron sword standing outside the village. He really couldn't believe that the young master of the iron sword, his nephew, was actually the murderer of his own son, which was too unexpected for him and a fact that he couldn't accept. But the facts are in front of him, and he can't help but believe it. He looked at the cold and gloomy young master of the iron sword with suspicious and angry eyes, and said hoarsely: "Virtuous nephew, Zeng Jie was killed by you?" The young master of the iron sword said: "I killed him!" Zeng Lin said: "Why did you kill him? He has a grudge against you?" The young master of the iron sword said: "I just want to kill him." Zeng Lin was so angry by this sentence that he almost fainted, his body trembled slightly, and he said angrily: "Are you crazy? Or are you evil? Do you still have an old man in your eyes?" The young master of the iron sword said with a cold expression: "I know you are Zeng Lin." Zeng Lin suddenly calmed down. took a breath and said, "Although you are the young master of the iron sword and the nephew of the old man, you killed the old man's son, and the old man had to kill you to avenge his son." "I'm going to kill you too!" In the voice of the young master of the iron sword, a sword suddenly stabbed Zeng Lin's left chest! "It's the other way around!" Zeng Lin screamed angrily, and the sword slammed, knocking the long sword of the young master of the iron sword. The young master of the iron sword sank his arm and backwrist, and the sword flashed, stabbing out six swords in a row. The six swords were like a sword, stabbing at Zeng Lin's face. "Bastard boy!" Zeng Lin scolded, his figure twisted, and he flashed five feet away. The sword swung and the golden light flashed, and fifteen swords were counterattacked. He really didn't want to kill the young master of the iron sword, after all, the young master of the iron sword was his nephew, and people could not be resurrected after death, so what good did he have if he killed the young master of the iron sword? Therefore, he just wanted to capture him alive, ask him to understand, and ask him why he killed Zeng Jie? Therefore, the fifteen swords he attacked in a row, and the parts he attacked were not the key points of the young master of the iron sword. But the iron sword is invulnerable, but the sword is vicious and vicious, as long as Zeng Lin is casually hit by a sword, he will be seriously injured if he does not die. The young master of the iron sword had a sinister face on his face, turned back to the sword, and connected the fifteen swords. The sword went sideways, and the cold rainbow stabbed at Zeng Lin's temple like electricity. Zeng Lin snorted, his body turned halfway, his head was on one side, and he avoided a sword that stabbed at the temple, and the sword was straight, stabbing the thigh of the young master of the iron sword like lightning. Zeng Lin's sword was one foot long, and it was unmatchedly sharp, and this stab forced the young master of the iron sword to retreat again and again. Zeng Lin's sword momentum remained unchanged, chasing and stabbing the young master of the iron sword. The young master of the iron sword retreated again and again, and when Zeng Lin's third sword chased and stabbed, his figure suddenly stood up, and he actually jumped on Zeng Lin's sword, and the long sword in his hand stabbed Zeng Lin in the throat! Zeng Lin shouted, the sword shook, and he wanted to knock the young master of the iron sword out. The young master of the iron sword was shocked by the force of the golden scepter, and his body was shocked and fell upside down, passing over Zeng Lin's head. Zeng Lin's body turned sharply, and his sword danced back, intending to shoot down the young master of the iron sword that was sweeping behind him from the air. But his body moved, and his body shook suddenly, and all movements immediately stopped. The sword that danced back suddenly sank, and the "porphyr" fell into the ground, and Zeng Lin's violently trembling body was stabilized. His eyes glared angrily, but his face was contorted with pain and anger, and he glared at the young master of the iron sword.

The young master of the iron sword turned his back to Zeng Lin, and he didn't look at Zeng Lin, his face was cold, and the long sword in his hand was no longer in his hand. The moment his long sword swept over Zeng Lin's back, he threw it backwards at Zeng Lin's vest. The long sword was inserted into Zeng Lin's vest, and the tip of the sword came out through his chest! Before Zeng Lin could breathe, his mouth was buzzing, but he couldn't make a sound. Although Zeng Lin was unwilling to die, he still fell. Why the young master of the iron sword killed his father's elders who were close to him one after another, this is a secret, perhaps, even he does not know. Zeng Lin was the third person to die under his sword. How many more people did he want to kill? Who did he want to kill? When Huang Yu and the beautiful woman arrived, they only saw Zeng Lin, who was dead! The two of them followed the whereabouts of the young master of the iron sword all the way, but they were still a step slower. Coming out of the village, Topaz and the beautiful woman were so sad that no one wanted to speak. "How many more people is he going to kill?" muttered the beautiful woman anxiously. Topaz was silent and hurried all the way. "Why don't you speak?" the beautiful woman hurried two steps and hurried to the side with Topaz. Huang Yu sighed and said: "Things have developed to such a point, what else can be said, what is said is helpless, the most important thing at present is to catch up with the young master of the iron sword as soon as possible, it is best to intercept him, otherwise, I am afraid that when we arrive, we will see one more corpse." "If only I could know who the young master of the iron sword is going to kill next. The beautiful woman couldn't help but frown to herself. Topaz didn't answer, and walked faster and more urgently, so the beautiful woman had to close her mouth, raise her breath to catch up with Topaz, and bury her head in the road.

The whereabouts of the young master of the iron sword have appeared near the town in front. This time, he went straight into town.

Because the man he is looking for is in the town. Wang Bing is a big celebrity. In this town, it can be said that everyone knows everyone, young and old. Wang Bing is not only strong in martial arts, but also has amazing wealth. He is recognized as the richest man in this town, and although he is a rich man, he is not a miser unlike ordinary rich people. He is bold and generous, and almost everyone in the town has benefited from him, and if the martial arts people turn to him for help, they will be even more responsive. Whether it is a martial artist or an ordinary person, they all call him a big official without a name. He is rich and powerful, and in this town, as long as he stamps his feet, the town will shake: although he is rich and powerful, and he is never stingy in helping people in danger, he is very frugal, and the house in which he lives is not a mansion, but a small courtyard house with two entrances in front and back. This is really not commensurate with his status and wealth. No one knew why he was so frugal, why he had a huge fortune and lived in a small two-bedroom house, not even his son. He is one such "weirdo".

As soon as the young master of the iron sword entered the town, he immediately attracted the attention of some people. The Iron Sword Second Lord didn't seem to notice, and he ignored some of the people who paid attention to him. With a dashing expression, he rode slowly to the front of Wang Bing's small mansion. To his surprise, a large group of people were already waiting for him outside the palace. Wang Bing stood in front of the group of people, coldly looking at the young master of the iron sword who was riding slowly. The young master of the iron sword saw that this large group of people were all glaring at him, and he didn't have any surprised expression on his face, he only glanced coldly at the group of people in the factory, and his eyes immediately fell on Wang Bing's face. Wang Bing also looked at him. The young master of the iron sword stopped his horse and floated off the horse. Although the group of people all stood silently, their eyes were fixed on the young master of the iron sword with hostility. The young master of the iron sword ignored the group of people, and only looked at Wang Bing coldly. Wang Bing is in his fifties, but because of good maintenance, he seems to be only forty. "Virtuous nephew, you have finally found the old man. Wang Bing's tone was surprisingly calm. The Iron Sword Second Lord only said coldly: "I'm going to kill you!" This sentence immediately aroused the anger of the group of people behind Wang Bing like a fuse. They are all martial arts people, although they are not first-class in martial arts, but they are all bloody men and friends of Wang Bing. "This kid is really mad, he even wants to kill his father and elders, it's bearable, it's unbearable!" "This kid is not a person, I used to be blind and mistakenly thought he was a good person, but he even killed Lin An, the owner of Xicheng Village, the predecessor of Huang Chuang, a famous martial arts guest, and Zeng Lin of Zengjiazhuang. Now that Wang Bing is a great official, I have to kill him today!" "I really don't know what the iron sword made the lord do before his death, and gave birth to such a wolf-hearted and dog-hearted son, Wang Daguan! You stand down, let's teach you a lesson on your behalf to this beast that knows the height of the sky and the earth and has lost all its humanity. The crowd was surging, all of them were filled with righteous indignation, grinding their fists, and competing to teach the young master of the iron sword a lesson. The young master of the iron sword seemed to be ignorant, completely indifferent to the anger of the group, and only stared at Wang Bing with cold and gloomy eyes. Wang Bing finally calmed down the surging crowd. He looked at the young master of the iron sword with a calm expression and said, "Virtuous nephew, you can kill the old man, but you must tell the reason why you want to kill the old man." The young master of the iron sword didn't say anything, only repeated the sentence coldly: "I'm going to kill you!" Wang Bing's eyes burned like electricity, and he stared deeply at the young master of the iron sword. "Virtuous nephew, do you have something unspeakable, or are you coerced by others to do this?" Another sentence: "I want to kill you-" In the sound of the word "you", the human sword is like an arrow, flying to stab the king's soldiers.