"Uhhhhh--"

"Pu.           " The first fake black strong man burst out with twisted green and red blood tendons, and fell in pain in a scream. Then the second and third... The old man with black air became more and more frightened as he looked at it. Guan Heng suddenly roared: "Distract from the enemy, you are looking for death!"

"Swish, swish, swish—" It was a time to say that, and the two swords in his palm were wrapped in strong wind and stabbed the opponent's body. The old man glanced at the sharp edge of the Hongyun Sword, knowing that it was a divine weapon, and even his body-protecting black gas could not be completely protected. He immediately retreated one after another with horror.

At this moment, the last subordinate around the old man also fell to the ground. All of these guys were drained from their bodies by six ghost king beads, either dead or injured.

"Go together." As soon as Guan Heng finished speaking, the four slugs suddenly merged into a giant ghost fist, and pointed at the old man's front and made a heavy blow: "Huh!"

"Uhhhhh--" Seeing that the Ghost's Fist was fierce and powerful, the old man immediately used his palms to gather the black energy around his body and condensed into a pair of giant palms to meet him quickly.

On one hand, he was carrying the power of the zombies and the four ghost king beads, and on the other hand, the old man who had just entered the realm of domineering, with his huge fist and palms fighting fiercely in the air, and then a dull sound of "bang bang bang bang bang bang".

"Ba!" In the end, the four horns were slightly inferior. After a brief stalemate, the shadow of their giant fist suddenly burst out.

But at this moment, Guan Heng's two swords, the sharp claws of the great bee tail and the needle of the giant bee tail swept past the old man at the same time, and the sound of blood and flesh shattering was heard continuously. The old man was immediately seriously injured, and several red mists of blood arrows burst out from his body.

It was just because Guan Heng and the others had the right chance to take action, and it was just when the old man and the accomplice giant fist fought against each other that his strength was insufficient and the black energy of protecting his body had not yet condensed all over his body. This old guy suffered a great loss.

"Swish." The tip of the sword was instantly embedded in the ugly old man's throat. As long as you step a half inch into it, you can take his life. Guan Heng glanced at Bi Wuxin who was running over: "Brother, tell me, how do you fabricate this old thing?"

"Brother is here." Bi Wuxin asked calmly, "Old man, I just want to know who your master is?"

"Hmph, don't even want to ask me any news from me. My dignified black-angry domineering person... will actually be defeated by you, the boy who is the commander of the ghost. I... am unwilling to give up...Puff!"

As soon as this person said this, he actually used some of the remaining black energy in his body to destroy his meridians, and countless small blood arrows burst out from the pores around his body, and he died in such a state of qi.

"Diet, this guy would rather kill himself than tell his origin?" Bi Wuxin was secretly frightened at this time. He muttered: "A subordinate has such skills, I really don't know where his master comes from."

"Hey, don't worry about those things first." Guan Heng suddenly bounced his finger and asked the six ghosts to throw all the corpses here into the half-clearing mud river, which would naturally destroy the corpses.

Bi Wuxin asked about Guan Heng's origin at this time, and Guan Heng told him about his plan to repair Jumang Jian. After hearing this, the other party took Jumang Jian and looked at it, and then said, "I can't answer you in a hurry, because I have to determine a lot of things about this sword first."

"That's okay. You must go to the Marquis' Mansion of Zhengchang? Then go back first." He continued: "I want to go to the Commander's Mansion and talk to you later. The Marquis has been ill, so you can go and see him first."

"Brother Yi is sick?" Bi Wuxin felt a little anxious when he heard this. Guan Heng said, "Come on, go to the city and talk while walking."

...

After a while, the two of them came to the city gate and saw Lu Pi, the guard of the Marquis' Mansion, rode back to the city. When he saw Guan Heng and Bi Wuxin together, he hurriedly said hello: "Brother Wuxin, Brother Guan, why did you meet each other?"

"Hi, it's hard to describe."

Guan Heng handed the already awake golden ripe to Lu Pi: "Here, please help me take this little bird back to Ruotao, Tianlin and the others, and I will tell them the specific things I will tell them when I go back. Also, if you encounter me at the city gate today, don't tell anyone, I will leave first."

After saying this, Guan Heng rushed into the bustling crowd and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"Why is this kid stupid?" Lu Pi said with the Biling Golden Ice in his hand: "But this little bird is so beautiful. Could it be that it was for the girls to play with?"

"Lu Pi, stop muttering." Bi Wuxin said at this time: "Guan Heng must have a deep meaning in doing this. You can do it as you please, leave, and go back home with me to see your brother's condition."

Bi Wuxin would stay at the Marquis' Mansion of Zhengchang for a while every year. He also gave advice on Lu Pi's martial arts a few years ago, so Lu Pi was extremely respectful to Bi Wuxin. He hurriedly said, "Yes, Brother Wuxin, let's go."

...

At this time, Guan Heng had already run to the back door outside the wall of the commander's mansion. After listening to the movement inside, it had been more than half an hour since he left. The chaotic footsteps in the mansion and the shouts of various people were still coming one after another.

"This is not bad. While everyone is not paying attention, I can go in and talk to Yuhua. Bian Qing said, and then leave openly."

Thinking of this, Guan Heng was about to find an opportunity to push open the back door and go in, but the next moment, he suddenly noticed that more than ten feet of black shadows were shaking beside him. It turned out that someone was poking his head behind a big tree and peeping at the movements of the Hou Mansion.

"What is that guy doing?" Guan Heng thought about it and suddenly thought of a possibility.

"The three guys who sneaked into the Gongzhu Palace claimed to be from the Wengling tribe in the ancient Taotang country. Maybe there were even accomplices outside the Marquis's mansion to pick them up. The dress of the man behind the tree was very similar to those of the Wengling tribe..."

His eyes rolled, and he thought about it. Guan Heng immediately walked quickly towards the tree.

"Uh?!" The person hiding behind the tree was startled to see this scene and ran away.

"Wuwuwu--" In the midst of lightning, the ghost of Da Jiaji rushed out and hit the vest with a punch. Although this kid was a strong man in the deep red realm, he was a pity that he was guilty of being a thief. In addition, he was caught off guard and was beaten to the ground.

"Ba." Guan Heng rushed forward and grabbed the man's collar. He shouted and asked loudly: "Boy, what are you doing sneakily outside the commander's mansion?"

"I, I don't, please spare my life..." The man's mouth was bleeding and he was speechless. Guan Heng sneered: "I won't tell the truth, right? OK, I will take you in and ask someone else to ask you."

...

After a while, he led the living room of the mansion.

"Puch." Guan Heng threw the person he caught onto the ground, and then said to Bian Qing and Gong Yuhua: "The mansion was in chaos just now. I was about to see what could be helped, but I found this kid hiding behind the tree sneakily. Needless to say, he did what he had done just now."
Chapter completed!