Chapter 61 The old fox is anxious and wise

The Great Pass Knife, which was flashing like the scorching sun, suddenly slashed down, and the tumbling sword light spread out in an instant, covering the four tenth-level masters in front of him.

The four people who were entangled suddenly felt an extremely strange feeling.

Although the big sword in He Yiming's hand shone with dazzling light under the sunlight, this strong light gave them a feeling of calmness.

This knife seemed to be far less sharp and powerful than imagined.

In their sense, the knife seemed to have turned into a sea of ​​clouds, layer by layer of cloud waves, clouds rolled up, clouds wrapped around, clouds hugged the clouds, and merged into a sea of ​​clouds filled with mountains and ridges.

The Cloud and Rain Flying Technique, this set of innate techniques was realized by He Yiming watching the mountain rain and the clouds and mists around the mountains on the top of the mountain, and he learned from the magical and unpredictable innate light body technique that was revealed by Yunyu Seal and the Xiao brothers.

When he first understood this set of exercises, he had just formed a light body technique.

However, after this long journey, facing the 200 suicide squads with a mountain of will and a tiger, he suddenly felt like he was stepping on the top of the mountain again.

At that moment, he seemed to have entered the state of enlightenment again, and re-understood the ubiquitous mountain rain and the boundless sea of ​​clouds and mist.

It was in this situation that he finally successfully integrated this feeling into his sword technique, and used the terrifying Daguan Sword like clouds, fog and rain. After blowing all over the powerful combination of the two hundred people, he once again blew towards the two acquired peak masters of the tenth level of internal strength.

If it was originally the two old men who wanted to entangle Guan Qing and Guo Shaofeng, then after He Yiming appeared, the situation completely turned over. The two horse thieves tried their best to entangle the two old men. They tried their best to do so, and they no longer cared about themselves. They trapped the two old men tightly by their side.

After seeing He Yiming's sword, they would not dare to face He Yiming directly. Even if they would rather be by the two masters of the same level, they would not dare to try the feeling of dismembering the corpse or cutting them in half.

Ranruo, when He Yiming's sword was used, the four people who were fighting were stunned at the same time.

They suddenly found that their opponents were gone, not only their opponents were gone, but even their companions who fought side by side were missing.

Around them, there were clouds and mists, forming a maze that seemed to never be able to get out of, completely lost to them.

He Wude and Xu Yinjie suddenly felt a light force touching their bodies, and then they couldn't help but take three steps back.

In these three short steps, their eyes have returned to normal.

Pieces of sword light flashed in front of their eyes. The feeling of clouds and fog just now was like a dream of yellow beams. It disappeared in an instant, leaving only the strange feeling left in their memory, as if it could never be erased.

Suddenly, the sword light in front of him completely disappeared, and He Yiming had his feet separated and stood with his sword.

A few steps away, Guan Qing and Guo Shaofeng, the two big bosses who were the red scarf thieves, organized this time to attack Taicang County, and their steps were already staggering. They were like drunk, shaking and shaking for a few minutes, and finally fell to the ground.

There was no deep hatred or grief in their eyes, but just full of confusion and disbelief.

It seems that they never thought that one day they would die in this way.

"Kill... Kill me... Go out and kill!"

Three deafening sounds of killing came from an old man on the top of the city.

Mr. Cheng Ningsheng no longer had the calm expression he usually had. He opened his mouth like crazy, and the ninth layer of internal energy burst out to its limit at this moment.

He pointed at the horse thieves who were running around the mountains and fields, so that the entire Xujia Fort could clearly hear the sound inside and outside, even when hiding in the cave, shouting wildly: "Guan Qing, Guo Shaofeng, Zhong Wei, Xu Hanbai are dead, the horse thieves are defeated, everyone bravely kills the enemy, beheads one person, and rewards thirty taels of silver."

In an instant, everyone was blushing and their eyes shining. No one mobilized anything anymore. Anyone who could still move rushed out desperately. They rushed forward, fearing that they would fall behind half the point, and that great contribution would be taken away by their companions around them.

He Wude and Xu Yinjie looked at each other. They were stunned and surprised at first, then a hint of understanding flashed in their eyes. They couldn't help but feel deeply moved in their hearts. After all, the old fox of Taicang is Taicang, and even under such circumstances, they are still so calm. The changeable minds are indeed far beyond their reach.

With a turn of eyes, they looked at He Yiming, holding swords in both hands. Under the gradually rising sunlight, the young man stood there calmly, and there was a majestic momentum like the magnificent mountains and rivers.

Thinking of his life-and-killing power just now, the two old men actually felt a sense of awe.

In the backyard of Xujiabao, dozens of people in front of the rockery were all looking at each other.

After hearing the long whistle coming from the sky, everyone felt something unexpected seemed to have happened outside.

However, no matter how they guessed, it was impossible for them to think that the six sons of the He family, Yiming, came at night and instantly rewritten the battle situation.

However, these people were all looking forward to the appearance of some miracle. Their movements slowed down, and all the young people's eyes focused on those in the second generation.

He Quanming, Cheng Jiahui and Xu Xiangqian were hesitant. Although they were looking forward to some miracle, they did not dare to take risks with the hope of the last rise of the family.

He Quanming stomped his feet suddenly and said, "I'll go ahead and take a look. Brother Jiahui, Brother Xiangqian, please take them away quickly."

"No, I'll go, you guys go." Xu Xiangqian said without hesitation.

He Quanming frowned slightly and said, "Brother Xiangqian, our He family has a eldest brother Quanxin. Even if I am missing one, it will be fine. But can the Xu family and the Cheng family lack you?"

Cheng Jiahui and Xu Xiangqian were silent. They were not fools, so they naturally understood what each other meant.

Although the three major families were disbelief, relatively speaking, the He family had the smallest family business and was not as huge as the other two, so the losses were the smallest and did not hurt their bones. Moreover, He Quanxin and He Yiming left in advance, which also preserved the hope of revival for the family.

But the losses of the Xu family and the Cheng family are extremely huge. Although these two families have deep foundations and have strong support from outside, they will definitely be able to recover, but if they lack the core characters Cheng Jiahui and Xu Xiangqian, there will inevitably be countless twists and turns on the road to recover in the future.

"Second brother, I'll go." He Quanyi chuckled suddenly and said, "Did you forget what Dad told you? You must take Yihai and Yixuan out peacefully. From now on, my brother and sister and two nieces will ask you."

As soon as he finished speaking, he was already like a gust of wind and rushed out in an instant.

He Quanming stretched out his hand and couldn't hold it back. His face suddenly became extremely ugly.

This trip was naturally extremely dangerous, and they all knew that if they came outside and saw that the city wall was broken and the enemy was pouring in, then the only option was to fight on the spot, or lead people to it, and it was impossible to return the same way and lead the enemy here.

Cheng Jiahui sighed and said, "Let's go."

He reached out and pushed Xu Yucai at the front. One of the most outstanding figures among the three generations of the Xu family, his face was also ashen, but he turned around without saying a word. He raised the torch he had prepared long ago and stepped into the dark cave.

However, just as his first foot stepped on the stairs, he heard a loud shout like a ghost crying and howling: "Guan Qing, Guo Shaofeng, Zhong Wei, Xu Hanbai are dead, the horse thief is defeated, everyone fights to kill the enemy, behead one person, and rewards thirty taels of silver."

His feet seemed to be fixed by the daughter chain, and he would no longer move down half a step.

At the same time, he turned around, his eyes flashing with endless hope to look at the people above.

Everyone's face showed an incredible look, but the only thing in common is that every face had an unconcealed ecstasy.

"It's my father's voice, there's no mistake." Cheng Jiahui said excitedly.

The Cheng family's ruler did not have a slight calm look at this moment. His eyes were faintly shiny, as if they were stars in the sky, shining with bright light.

"How is this possible?" He Quanming murmured.

Xu Xiangqian's body suddenly trembled. Even with his strength at the ninth level of internal strength, he could not hide his excited expression at this moment.

"Old ancestor, it must be the ancestor." He said this sentence almost in a trembling voice. This sentence seemed to have exhausted all his strength, and actually made his body shaking.

He Quanming and Cheng Jiahui were both stunned at the same time, and then asked in surprise: "Is that old man?"

Xu Xiangqian took a deep breath and said, "Who else can make such a whistle besides that old man? Who else can kill the four leaders in a row within so fast?" He held his head up and said proudly: "The ancestor must have known that the Xu family's disaster was in trouble, so he came in person."

He Quanxin and Cheng Jiahui thought of the huge roar that came with endless pressure at the same time, and immediately believed it in their hearts.

Among the three families, only the legendary ancestor of the Xu family could have such inhuman strength.

Cheng Jiahui's face suddenly changed and he said, "Not good."

He Quanming and Xu Xiangqian were surprised to see him. I don’t know why he was so abnormal, but I wouldn’t say it well.

It’s okay for He Quanming, but Xu Xiangqian’s face couldn’t help but become gloomy. He secretly complained in his heart that we were relatives after all, so would you have to sit and watch the demise of Xujiabao?

However, as soon as his thought came out, he saw Cheng Jiahui turn around and said, "Listen, there is a secret story in the back mountain of the Xu family. No matter what, you cannot spread it. If you want to escape tonight, you must not spread it. Now, you all go out to kill the enemy for me. If you kill as much as you can, you must not lose the reputation of the three major families."

He Quanming and Xu Xiangqian's faces suddenly changed, and they suddenly realized.

No wonder Mr. Cheng actually shouted regardless of his image. It turned out that he was not too excited, but because he wanted to notify them...

The enemy is dead and is escaping. Don’t escape. Come out and kill the enemy quickly. Don’t let people know that you want to escape.

When the castle was about to be destroyed, all the Hakka people were left behind and the owners ran away. Although this was not a big deal, if it was spread, it would be a huge disadvantage for the three major families to revitalize their families in the future.

At least, the servants and diners who fought with them today will be heartbroken by their behavior.

Therefore, once Cheng Ningsheng reacted, he immediately notified him with a voice. Cheng Jiahui is worthy of being Cheng Ningsheng's son. He had figured out the truth in a moment and immediately made a remedial strategy.

The disciples roared, and then they all spread their feet and rushed out to the outside.

They are at the age of being full of energy, so naturally they cannot be willing to be deserters. Since they have the opportunity to fight back, they are naturally happy and everyone is competing for the first place. At least, they are unwilling to become cowards in the eyes of young masters of their generation in Taicang County.

Cheng Jiahui clasped his fists at Xu Xiangqian and He Quanming, and said, "Two, please seal the secret passage. I will take a step forward." After that, he came back and came first, and actually passed many juniors and rushed out of the courtyard directly.

Xu Xiangqian and He Quanming were amused and cried, so they had no choice but to seal the secret passage again. The two of them looked at each other and thought to themselves that Cheng Jiahui, the middle-aged fox, is truly the son of the old fox of Taicang, and is passed down from generation to generation, and the fox family.

When they handled this and rushed to the top of the city, they happened to look at the horse thieves.

What was different from what they imagined was that they did not see any old man with white hair and flowing fairy style, but only saw their father and He Yiming, who had arrived at Xujiabao at some point with a Daguan knife in his hand.

Their eyes turned around for a while, but they still found nothing.

Xu Xiangqian suddenly asked, "Why did those horse thieves flee to the two sides? There was no one on the road halfway. Didn't they have eyes?"

The speaker is unintentional, and the listener is intentional.

The three old men looked forward at the same time. In the middle of the avenue, there was a river of blood that was tragic.

Only then did they realize that among the thousands of horse thieves, they chose to escape towards the rugged and difficult mountain road on both sides, but from beginning to end, no one dared to turn around and cross the flesh and blood and escape from the smooth path when they came.

The three of them looked at each other, and their eyes at He Yiming changed a little again.

The horse thieves all over the mountains fled in disorder, their fighting spirit disappeared, and no one had the courage to turn around and fight.

Even if they are chasing them, they are not masters of internal strength, but ordinary diners and family servants who are inferior to their internal strength. They will never dare to have any ideas.

Escape, escape, escape...

The defeat was like a mountain of fallen. At this moment, even if the gods were born, it would be difficult to save the defeat, and it would not stop them from escaping.

The road on both sides is rugged, with only a small path of sheep, and the horse thieves trampled on each other, killing and injuring countless deaths and injuries.
To be continued...