Eternal gate

Zhao Yun used Escape and sneaked into the so-called Zhou Mansion.

As he expected, the mansion was not simple. There were a lot of restrictions secretly put in place, and there were many gangsters and gangsters walking by in groups. It was time to patrol. They all had ghost-head swords hanging on their waists. They didn't forget to chat during the patrol. They were all talking about robbing families and homes, and I secretly thought about going out to do it again one day.

Zhao Yun sneaked all the way and easily avoided detection.

Compared to the Liu family, the restrictions imposed by this Zhou family are just a decoration.

Um?

Zhao Yun suddenly stopped and raised his head to look up. He saw a black shadow flying past. Although he was covered with a night-walking clothes, he could not hide from his eyes.

If you take a closer look, isn't it the same mustache that sells erotic pictures at the gate of the city during the day?

That guy was not as simple as he appeared. He was obviously a restless man. He entered a pavilion, took a cigarette rod, and knocked it here and there, two or three times, and even listened, as if he was looking for something.

Whoosh!

When Zhao Yun looked at it, he saw another dark shadow, smoother than the mustache, and also wearing night clothes.

A quick glance revealed that it was the cross-eyed thief who stole his jade pendant during the day.

This guy was sneaky and sly, and he seemed to be looking for something. When Zhao Yun looked around, the guy had already rushed into a room. Through the wall, he could be seen rummaging through the room.

"Is there a treasure in this house?" Zhao Yun muttered.

Staying up most of the night, two groups of people ran into the mansion looking for something.

Whoosh!

There was another person, a man in black, who looked like a ghost and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"This...is a killer."

Zhao Yun murmured and narrowed his eyes slightly.

Having been assassinated so many times, he is still very sensitive to the aura of assassins. Since he is a killer, the purpose of the assassin in black is obvious. Most of them are paid to kill people.

In this way, counting him as one of the four groups.

Zhao Yun took a look and sneaked towards the lobby.

The hall was brightly lit and full of people, as if there was a presbytery meeting, but in fact it was robbers dividing the spoils. Porcelain, jewelry, ancient scrolls and jade were piled up into a small mountain, and they were worth a lot of money.

The first person was an old man in a python robe.

That guy was quite majestic, and he seemed to be the leader of this group of robbers.

"The peak of Xuanyang."

Zhao Yun recognized the cultivation level at a glance. Such a high level was enough to support a small family. However, being a robber and visiting other families as guests and elders was better than robbing families!

"The next task is to catch newborn babies. The more, the better."

The old man in the python robe was lying on the seat, speaking casually and looking leisurely.

Hearing this, Zhao Yun's eyes shone with cold light. He snatched the newborn baby, which should be used for training. There are too many evil martial arts cultivators who devour babies... to nourish their bodies.

"Easy to say."

The robbers all showed bloodthirsty smiles.

Zhao Yun still didn't move. He was a robber, and his cultivation level was not low. Once the fight started, a few people would inevitably escape. This was not what he wanted. If he wanted to do it, he would kill them all. It would be revenge. Well, just to do justice for heaven, this night, he will go on a killing spree.

After dividing the loot, the robbers dispersed.

Zhao Yun also moved and followed the bearded man during the day.

This villain was quite leisurely and comfortable, humming a little tune all the way.

Zhao Yun didn't talk nonsense and came out like a ghost.

"you....."

The bearded man's expression suddenly changed, and someone appeared out of nowhere.

puff!

Zhao Yun's attack has arrived, and there is no one to help him whistle or seal his throat with a sword.

The big man covered his neck and fell to the ground. He wanted to scream, but he couldn't make any sound. He stared at Zhao Yun with a pair of bloody eyes, and he didn't know which family Zhao Yun belonged to.

"First."

Zhao Yun said calmly and disappeared again.

Before leaving, the body of the bearded man was taken away.

Soon after, the bloody light appeared again.

It was the bald man during the day. As soon as his front foot entered the door, his back foot was killed. His head rolled down like a watermelon, his eyes were wide open. At that moment, he could still see his own breasts.

"the second."

Zhao Yun collected the body and disappeared into the darkness.

The third person targeted was a young man with a scar on his face. He seemed to cherish his knife very much and was sitting on the railing wiping it. It was a good knife, at least that's what Zhao Yun thought.

If the knife is a good knife, people will not dare to compliment it.

Zhao Yun rushed out in an instant and sealed his throat with a sword. The young man with the scar covered his bleeding neck like the big man before. Zhao Yun caught the knife that was about to fall to the ground with one hand.

Since it is an assassination, it would be better to make less noise.

The moon is dark and the wind is high.

Zhao Yun transformed into a god of killing, appearing and disappearing like a ghost. Everywhere he went, a robber would be killed, whether in bed, practicing, or counting money... The robbers were doing anything, but for Zhao Yun As far as I'm concerned, there is no difference. Even if the enemy is defeated, he will still be killed.

"The smell of blood."

The mustache, who was still looking for something, twitched his nose.

The nose of a cross-eyed thief is also very clever.

After looking around, the two of them didn't pay much attention. They were both looking for something. They didn't meet each other. There was also the assassin in black. He didn't know who he wanted to assassinate. He had walked around the house several times, and there were a few times. Stopping for the first time, how can a person who has been a killer all year round not smell the smell of blood.

"The sixty-seventh one."

Zhao Yun carried the bleeding Long Yuan and disappeared into the darkness again.

The slain robber was really depressed and came out to urinate. As soon as the little brother took it out, Zhao Yun sent him to hell before he heard the squeaking sound. He was pent up all the way.

The mansion under the moon was quite empty.

Previously, patrolling bandits could be seen everywhere, but now! There are basically no people around, and they are all lying in Zhao Yun's Ring? Apart from the smell of blood, Zhao Yun didn't make any noise, not even a scream. Even he felt that he had the potential to be an assassin.

"who."

There was a loud roar from somewhere, and the noise became overwhelming.

Zhao Yun looked around and saw that it was the cross-eyed thief. He walked too fast and caused a swarm of flying knives in addition to the ban in the mansion. When the robber noticed it, they all rushed over with a roar.

"It's a bad year."

The cross-eyed thief was as strong as the wind, and when the robbers came to kill him, he was gone.

"How dare you come here to steal, I'm rebelling against you."

Among the crowd of figures, there was a robber who shouted loudly.

Zhao Yun looked at the thief with serious words. He was not a robber, but a moustache man. Unfortunately, among so many people, no one noticed it. Before catching up with the thief, they all yawned and left with strange eyes. Why was there no patrol? What about the people? Everyone fell asleep?

puff! puff!

After the interlude, the killing continued.

Zhao Yun had no mercy and killed many people along the way. There were too many people who entered the gate of hell in their sleep. There were more corpses in the Lord of the Rings. When passing by a rockery, he saw the assassin in black and didn't know what was happening. Huo Guo wandered around the house for most of the night, trying to figure out who he wanted to assassinate.

But the mustache was gone.

In other words, I found a secret passage and sneaked in.

Apart from him, there was also the cross-eyed thief, who actually turned back and continued rummaging.

After searching for it, he was nowhere to be seen, and he had probably found a secret passage.

"One hundred and thirty-one."

Only he could hear Zhao Yun's words.

The robbers in the mansion have basically been sent away by him.

ah...!

A sudden scream filled the quiet night.

Then, a bloody figure was seen rolling out of a room.

It was the assassin in black who finally found his target. However, he was not strong enough and was knocked out. Only then did Zhao Yun know who the target he wanted to assassinate was the leader of the bandits.

"How dare you come to kill me even if you are at the first level of Xuanyang?"

The old man in the python robe came out, his body filled with evil energy that made the flowers and plants rustle.

The black-clothed assassin coughed up a mouthful of blood, turned around and ran away. The assassination attempt failed, so he refused to leave and waited to be killed?

"You...can you leave?"

The old man in the python robe sneered, and a sword energy shot out from his fingertips.

puff!

The black-clothed assassin who had jumped into the air was pierced through the chest and back by a sword energy.

When he fell, he was already a dead body. At the first level of Xuanyang Realm, he was really no match for the peak.

The old man in the python robe stood with his sword in hand, not looking at the assassin, but looking in all directions with a frown.

There is such a big movement, why don't you see a little brother coming? After carefully sensing it, his expression changed. There seemed to be no breath of living people in the entire mansion. So many people had evaporated?

"Senior, what are you looking for?"

Faint words rang out quickly, and Zhao Yun walked out of the darkness.

Looking at the Long Yuan he was carrying, there was still blood lying on it, all of which belonged to the robbers.

"How can it be."

The old man in python robe looked unbelievable.

Zhao Yun failed to control his breath essence. He could see that Zhao Yun's cultivation level was in the True Spirit Realm. How could such a small martial arts cultivator destroy so many people? You must know that most of his people were Xuanyang. Realm! Among them, there was also an eighth level, and they were all destroyed?

Or maybe there is an accomplice hidden secretly.

Thinking of this, he felt carefully again.

"Don't look for me, it's just me."

Zhao Yun's words were calm, but his evil spirit and murderous aura were also bone-chilling.

"Which one is it from?"

The old man in python robe said coldly.

"Shanhe Village."

Zhao Yun didn't stop walking. Since the other party asked, he answered naturally, letting him understand clearly.

Now, the old man in python robe really understood.

Damn it, this one and that assassin in black are not the same person!

As for Shanhe Village, he certainly knew that the village that was massacred last night was Shanhe Village. He personally led the team. He did not go there deliberately. He was just passing by, and his bestiality showed up, so he found a few women. For fun, he also killed the entire village.

I never thought that there would be remnants.

Moreover, he is still a martial artist. Although he is only in the True Spirit Realm, he is very powerful.

"Now that you're here, there's no need to leave."

The old man in the python robe smiled ferociously, his true energy surged and rolled, he took a heavy step, the bluestone he stepped on shattered, he leaped into the air, and struck the sky with a knife. He was at the peak of Xuanyang, and he was well prepared. In a face-to-face fight, there was no reason to lose. Why is he so powerful in battle, but the opponent is just a junior with true spirit?

Buzz!

Zhao Yun did not retreat but advanced, opened his Qilin body instantly, and swung out his sword.

Bang!

The swords and knives banged, the clang was clear and the fire was radiating.

Looking at the two sides fighting, Zhao Yun stood still, but the old man in the python robe was knocked over by the sword. The ghost head knife in his hand buzzed and trembled, and exploded into pieces. The old man in the python robe also felt a sweetness in his throat. Blood spurted out on the spot. It was unbelievable before, but now I am completely shocked. It is only the eighth level of true spirit! His peak Xuanyang was completely defeated by one blow.

As everyone knows, there are high and low levels of cultivation, and strong and weak foundations.

For example, Zhao Yun has opened Danhai and Qilin body, and has the capital to compete with Xuanyang's peak hard steel. It doesn't matter who he is at the peak. Like this one, even Chi Yan may not have been able to fight.