Chapter 6: Guess

When the man in black saw that this infinite light really emerged from the ground, he was really terrified.

In his knowledge, only the only one who can possess the ability to drill the ground is a powerful venerable who has the earth-type flower. When he thought that the one who followed him was actually such a top figure standing in the world, his heart was instantly filled with despair.

However, years of hard training made his body react in the most basic way. His body suddenly soared into the air, and the fork sword in his hand also showed unparalleled power.

Under the oppression of the powerful venerable, he also released his potential as much as possible.

There was endless bursting sound in the space. In this powerful collision, there was no possibility of opportunism.

When all the light disappeared, the man in black was surprised to find that he had actually taken down all the colorful light that seemed unstoppable.

His heart was filled with surprise, but at this moment, a finger seemed to stretch out from the underworld, and gently bounced on his half-empty feet, as if it was not at all weight.

A strange, unimaginable force was input into his body from there.

This power seems to have a great effect on the true qi. Even though the true qi in his body flows continuously, it solidifies in an instant.

What's even more terrifying is that not only the true qi cannot be used, but even his body began to become numb.

In an instant, the man in black, who was in mid-air, maintained a leap posture and fell down from the air.

With a plop, when he fell to the ground and splashed all over the soil, he still didn't understand what was going on.

What kind of force was that it would make him fall into a state of paralysis in an instant.

He Yiming stepped forward and quickly slapped the man on his body a few times.

When he lost his ability to resist, he cut off the true energy in his body and sealed the acupoints on his body. This is the only way to deal with the innate powerful people.

After a moment, the paralysis effect on the man in black finally disappeared.

Although this power is powerful, it can only be used in the first unexpected situation to exert a real fatal effect. If the other party has been prepared long ago, the possibility of a successful sneak attack will be slim.

Moreover, although this power can cause a short-term paralysis to the other party, the time will never last long. The more brilliant the opponent's martial arts cultivation is, the shorter the time will be.

Of course, for He Yiming's level, as long as the opponent's movements are slowed down, the final outcome can be imagined.

Feeling that the acupoints in his body were sealed, the power could not be exerted at all. The man in black did not have any panic expression on his face. He just looked at He Yiming silently and asked calmly: "Can you tell me your name, I want to know who died at the hands of him?"

He Yiming smiled slightly and picked up his lost fork sword.

When he got this fork sword, he was finally able to be truly sure that Sima Yin was indeed from the same family as them.

As he glanced at his feet, He Yiming's brows frowned slightly.

Although this man's fork sword is almost the same as Sima Yin's, he is not wearing wind shoes on his feet, but ordinary rain boots.

He stretched out his hand and gently brushed the man's chest. He Yiming's brows became increasingly frowning. There was no silver ring on this man's chest.

A thought suddenly flashed through his mind, could the wind shoes and silver rings be the regular equipment for these people?

He Yiming's actions obviously aroused the man's curiosity. He asked quietly: "Are you looking for something?"

He looked at him and saw that he was able to remain calm and talk freely under such restraint. He Yiming was indeed quite impressed by his own opinions.

He pondered for a moment and said, "You are the assassin in the Huangquan Sect."

The man smiled slightly, his face was ordinary, and if it was thrown into the crowd, it would probably be difficult to find it again. But when he smiled, he had a unique sense of heroism: "You are the Venerable of the Northwest Tianchi."

He Yiming remained silent, but in this person's opinion, he undoubtedly made a promise.

He smiled bitterly and said, "I didn't expect that there would be a venerable person around him when the Jin Battle returned to Dashen. If we had known this, we wouldn't have taken action."

"Why?" He Yiming asked suspiciously. After these two consecutive assassins, He Yiming had already seen their methods. He wanted to say that they would be afraid of the Venerable and dare not assassinate him, but he was a little unbelievable.

"Your Excellency has just come to Dashen, and I believe you don't know that there is such a rule in Dashen's assassination world that you must not attack seniors above the venerable." The man in black had an unconcealed remorse in his expression.

He Yiming was slightly stunned. Unexpectedly, there was such a rule. He suddenly moved his heart and asked, "Are you not allowed strong people of the Venerable level to appear on the Huangquan List?"

"Of course, since even the Venerable cannot be assassinated, how can they make their names on the Yellow Springs List?" Although the man in black was lying in the mud and could not move, he still looked at He Yiming without restraint with an idiot-looking expression.

As soon as he touched his eyes, He Yiming's heart trembled and he immediately realized that this person was already determined to die, otherwise he would not have been so free and easy.

He frowned and said, "It is said that the Huangquan Sect's people cannot leave the borders of Dashen, right?"

"Yes, this sect does have this rule."

He Yiming's eyes flashed with a flash and he suddenly said, "You're talking nonsense. I've seen an assassin from the Huangquan Sect in the northwest. Are your rules and regulations all decorations?"

The man in black was stunned at first, but he immediately said: "It is impossible. Our Huangquan Sect has not sent his disciples away from the border for decades."

He Yiming snorted coldly and said, "I speak out loud. That man's outfit, weapons, and martial arts are all in the same way as you. Not only that, he also has a pair of treasure shoes that can fly in the air and a silver ring with magical space."

The man in black's face suddenly changed. This was the first time he had lost his composure after he lost his resistance.

"It's him... it turns out that he actually entered the northwest..."

Speaking of this, a trace of extreme regret flashed in the eyes of the man in black. He Yiming observed his words and expressions and immediately understood that something secret must have been involved.

The man in black took a long breath and said, "Sir, if you can sell this news to the ancestor of Huangquan, then the upper and lower parts of Huangquan Gate will be grateful to you."

He Yiming smiled and said, "What's the use of my gratitude?"

A hint of anxiety appeared on the man in black. He opened his mouth, and suddenly his face turned extremely dark in an instant, and a mouthful of sticky black blood remained from the corner of his mouth.

He Yiming was stunned at first, then couldn't help but be stunned.

This person obviously died of taking some violent poison, but He Yiming had been watching this person carefully just now, but he had no idea when he took the poison.

He immediately realized that once this person was controlled by him, he immediately took the poison. In order to make the poison attack, he would forcefully increase the remaining little bit of true energy to suppress the attack of the medicine.

When the effect of the poison reaches the point where even his true energy is insufficient, it will erupt like a volcano erupting, instantly taking the person's life.

However, when this person heard Sima Yin's whereabouts, he clearly regretted it. Unfortunately, his remaining true energy was no longer enough to suppress the outbreak of the poison, making him unable to say anything.

He sighed softly, and He Yiming picked up the man's fork sword, hesitated for a moment, picked up his body, and returned to the same path.

Although the conversation with this person did not obtain any substantial content, he also saw some clues.

The wind shoes under Sima Yin's feet and the silver ring on the chest may be the things of the ancestor Huangquan in this person's mouth. But for some reason, they actually fell into Sima Yin's hands.

Sima Yin avoided the eyes and ears of the Huangquan Gate and came to the northwest, but eventually died in a daze at his own hands.

It is undoubtedly a great thing to be able to get silver rings and wind shoes without anyone knowing it. However, He Yiming also decided that he could not expose these two things in front of others, otherwise he would definitely be chased by the strongest ever by the Huangquan Sect.

He Yiming would not believe that he could stand for thousands of years and had such a prestigious sect. If he had no venerables in it, he would not believe that He Yiming would die.

Soon, he returned to the small temple and glanced at him. The more than ten people were killed or captured, but none of them escaped. In front of those people, a huge big sword with both hands was inserted flat on the ground, exuding an extremely sharp and murderous aura.

The moment He Yiming took out the man in black and the fork sword in his hand, the few remaining people showed extremely horrifying and incredible eyes.

The Jin Battle was famous and it seemed not uncommon to be able to kill people, but this person killed several powerful men in the Huangquan Gate, which made them unable to believe it.

Jin Zhan Zhan laughed in the room and said, "Brother He is back too, please come in quickly."

He seemed to be full of confidence in He Yiming's ability to kill this person successfully, so there were not many surprises in his laughter.

He Yiming walked into the small temple and sat down at the original position.

Zhang Zhongyi glanced through the small door and glanced at the man in black, saying, "Brother He is worthy of being the first person below the Northwest Venerable. Even the top Huangquan killer who obtained the fork sword cannot escape your tracking."

He Yiming unexpectedly glanced at the strange fork sword on the corpse, and then realized that the person who owned this sword actually had an extremely noble status in the Huangquan Sect.

Jin Zhan raised the teacup in front of him and said proudly: "Since they dare to come, they are seeking death. Brother He, I will use tea instead of wine, and I will toast you a cup."

The two of them drank all over and laughed loudly at the same time.

He Yiming asked casually: "Brother Jin, have you ever asked what you asked?"
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