A roar full of resentment came from Cheng Ningsheng's mouth. He held up his crutches and his hair and beards and hair were wide open, as if a god appeared, majestic and arrogant.

Even Guan Wei, who had been through the battle formation for a long time, was still a little scared at this moment. He knew that the old man's anger must be extraordinary.

Taking a step back, Guan Wei raised the big knife in his hand flat in front of his chest, and he focused his attention.

However, what he waited for was not the crutches that Cheng Ningsheng raised above his head and seemed to be smashing down at any time. His eyes lit up and he immediately caught more than ten cold lights. He immediately realized that Cheng Ningsheng was just a fake shot. The real thing used to deal with him was more than ten crossbow arrows that had been aiming at him in secret.

Fortunately, Guan Wei is extremely experienced, especially in dealing with these crossbows, he has abilities that ordinary people cannot achieve.

His body suddenly curled up like a hedgehog. He rolled on the spot regardless of his image. Although he seemed a little embarrassed, he forced all the crossbow arrows to escape.

This is his true ability, his unique skill of protecting his reputation from the pile of dead people and under the rain of arrows.

However, before he could stand up, the sound of weapons breaking through the air came from above his head.

He cursed in his heart and resisted it in a hurry, and then avoided the more than ten knots that Cheng Ningsheng had called. However, he still had no breathing skills, because two old men and four middle-aged people jumped out from behind Cheng Ningsheng, and they all had the eighth level of internal strength cultivation.

As soon as these people appeared, they immediately gritted their teeth and held their weapons to slash at him desperately. It seemed that everyone had an indelible deep hatred with him.

Although he is a master of the ninth level of internal strength, he was still shocked by this round of blows. He could not ignore the six masters of the eighth level of internal strength.

After finally avoiding it, a thick crutch stood up in front of me again.

Guan Wei's fierceness was immediately aroused. He roared, and ignored the crutch he hit on the head. He slashed with his big knife and wanted to fight Cheng Ningsheng for both losses.

However, his sword was halfway through, and he was blocked by a spear.

Guan Weixin screamed, and turned his head desperately, but was swept to the side of his left arm by the crutch. He suddenly felt a burst of burning pain, and almost half of his body became numb.

A figure arrived from his side, stood side by side with Cheng Ningsheng, and looked at him coldly.

Guan Wei clenched his teeth and suddenly heard countless screams.

It turned out that there were more than ten crossbow arrows just now. In addition to dealing with him, dozens of crossbow arrows shot at the rest of the people. Most of the old subordinates who had been with him for decades were injured by arrows.

With his eyes looking at He Quanxin, he asked with a grin, "Who are you? There seems to be no second ninth-level cultivator in the Cheng family."

He Quanxin withdrew the spear in his hand and said loudly: "He Quanxin, He Quanxin, has met the leader of the pass."

"Hejiazhuang..." Guan Wei nodded repeatedly, and he said gritting his teeth: "What a Hejiazhuang, and the Cheng family. You bastards, you dare to hurt our Red Treasures. The boss, the second boss will definitely not let you go. He will definitely kill you all, without leaving any chickens and dogs."

Cheng Ningsheng slowly put away his crutches, and the resentment in his eyes was no less than that in the other party.

"Is that right? Then we'll wait for them here, the Red Turban Steal, hehe, let's see who is there."

This time, the Cheng Mansion inexplicably killed and injured so many people, and even the Thousand Years of Blood Ginseng was lost. In this case, he had long been irreconcilable with the Red Treasure. Either you die or I die.

He Quanxin hesitated for a moment and sighed in his heart, knowing that the He family would not want to escape this time.

However, the Red Turban Thieves are horse thieves in Taichong County after all, and the Cheng family is one of the three major forces in the county. If they really get along well with the Cheng family, it would not be a loss.

After Cheng Ningsheng said that, he raised the crutch in his hand and said, "Nephew He, you and I will join forces to kill this person, how about it?"

"Okay, follow the old man's instructions for everything." He Quanxin said loudly.

The two of them moved, turning and shooting forward at the same time, as if they were storming and storming towards Guan Wei.

Guan Wei was shocked and angry, but at this point of end, he was not showing any weakness. He was dancing with a big sword. Although he was just a big fight, he was not inferior to him in a short period of time with the fierceness in his bones.

The rest of the people were naturally not idle either. He Quanming and He Yi and the others helped the Cheng family to rush forward and surrounded the injured and the horse thieves who had luckily escaped the crossbow.

The two sides did not speak anymore, but fought desperately. However, this time the strength of the horse thieves was far from that of Cheng and the He family. Although the horse thieves were extremely fierce, they were still like the autumn wind sweeping the fallen leaves, and were quickly killed or captured.

He Yiming did not take action. He took out three pieces of steel nearly one meter long from the large package behind him and assembled them one by one.

When these three pieces of copper and iron were assembled, they suddenly turned into a huge, three-meter-long terrifying long-handled sword.

Looking at the big knife, the old people and middle-aged people in the Cheng family all changed their faces.

This big sword is not unfamiliar to their generation. They all saw the majesty of this big sword when they were young. At that time, in the entire Taicang County, there was only one person who could compete with this big sword.

However, in the past twenty years, this big sword has been retired, and some of the younger generation have never heard of it. But today, when the big sword reappears, their hidden memories immediately become clear.

Looking at the young He Yiming, the Cheng family was filled with mixed feelings.

As for the young men of the Cheng family who were also shocked by this seemingly horrifying big sword, they may have never heard of the legend of this big sword, and they do not know that the foundation of the entire He family was laid down by this big sword. But as long as they look at the appearance of this big sword, no one would idiotically think that this is a decoration.

He Yiming held a big knife in his hand and his eyes quietly fell on Guan Wei and the other two.

He did not step forward to siege. Although there is no need to pay attention to any rules when dealing with such a person, if you want to kill him on the spot instead of getting out of here, the more people you besiege, the better.

After a while, He Yiming frowned slightly. They still underestimated this guy's tenacity. Although he was struggling under the siege of two masters of the same level, he seemed to be unable to hold on at any time, but he had never suffered any real harm from beginning to end.

The nine-level internal strength masters have reached their level, and it may not be difficult to defeat them, but it is absolutely not easy to kill them.

Seeing that all the friends around him were killed, Guan Wei suddenly shouted loudly, waved his left hand, and a series of sudden sounds of sudden breaking through the air suddenly sounded. Several flying knives seemed to appear suddenly from the underworld, and flew towards Cheng Ningsheng under the sunlight with a snow-white and bright light.

Although Mr. Cheng hated him to the core, he would not have been able to fight against him in such an absolute advantage. His figure was beaten and his crutches were twisted around and tugged, and these flying knives were completely blocked.

But at this moment, Guan Wei had already merged with a sword and turned into a ray of lightning and rushed towards He Quanxin.

He Quanxin's face changed slightly. He had already sensed it faintly. This sword contained Guan Wei's internal strength, and there was a sense of despair in his sharp aura. If he had blocked this sword, he would be really defeated.

With a thought, his momentum suddenly weakened. As a last resort, He Quanxin took two steps back and gently lifted the spear in his hand to avoid his crazy knife.

Guan Wei laughed loudly, his body was like lightning, and he had escaped from the entanglement of two ninth-level masters.

Although the brothers he brought this time have been completely destroyed, as long as he is still one day, he can come back to avenge his brothers at any time.

He only remembered He and the Cheng Er family joined forces to kill all his subordinates, but they couldn't remember that the dispute was actually initiated by them.

For these horse thieves, it is natural for them to kill people. But if they kill them, they will never be able to. As long as they have a breath, they must take revenge.

However, just as his laughter stopped, a flash of tears suddenly appeared in front of him, and then he felt a powerful, almost incredible gust of wind blowing towards him, and at the same time, his eyes were also shining with a dazzling light.

Fortunately, his years of life and death experience made him react at the last moment, and the big knife in his hand was raised high and blocked him at the critical moment.

With a loud bang, He Yiming's long-handled sword was already tricky and slashed heavily on Guan Wei's long sword.

Although Guan Wei's long sword is not small, it is not worth mentioning compared to the long-handled big sword.

After being hit by this knife, Guan Wei could no longer stand his body, and his feet were crossed back, trying to resolve this extremely heavy knife.

However, he had just stepped out a few steps and felt a huge force coming from behind him. He felt a bad heart, but at this moment there was no room for maneuver.

A thick crutch, with unforgettable hatred and the grudges of hundreds of people, hit Guan Wei hard on the waist.

He suddenly roared, and his whole body was smashed into two half. The upper and lower half were shattered and bloody. The miserable screams were creepy. Large areas of blood stained the ground red, and even the internal organs were scattered.

But even so, he did not die on the spot, but screamed in pain. After a while, he tried his best to die.

Cheng Ningsheng looked at him coldly, his eyes flashing with the pleasure of revenge, which was also chilling.
Chapter completed!