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The Assassin who was holding his feet by the bandit leader suddenly panicked, and he did not expect that the ant-like figure he had treated as a mortal threat to him. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 Info raised the dagger in his hand and was about to stab at the thief under him, but he raised his dagger, and his whole body trembled, and a tearing and whistling momentum slammed towards his chest, and the breath of his whole body stagnated, as if he was frozen by the fierce momentum, and he couldn't move for half a minute. Ignoring the bandit who was holding his feet, the assassin stared at it, only to see a dazzling golden light mixed with an earth-destroying aura surging towards his body, making him feel cold, and he suddenly felt a breath of death, which was his breath of death. His breath could not function, and his feet were hugged by the red-eyed bandit, so that he could not move at all, and could only watch the hissing golden light pierce his chest.

With a loud "bang", the dragon stick in Zhao Kuangyin's hand struck the assassin's chest firmly, and the huge impact force knocked the assassin into the wall under the window. Immediately after that, the wall under the window in the inn hall was knocked down by the assassin, revealing a large hole. The assassin was knocked out of the inn, and with him came the bandit who was clinging to his feet.

Ling Tianyun's heart was shocked, the huge impact force just now brought bursts of dust to roll, and the entire hall was filled with billowing dust and debris. He didn't expect that Zhao Kuangyin's stick would have such power, if he had been hit by that stick a long time ago, he would have been smashed to pieces, thinking of the power of that stick. He knew that the assassin was finished, and even if it was gold and bronze bones, it would be shattered by that blow with that stick.

The dust flew endlessly, and Ma Chenghui was forcibly taken out by the assassin who flew out, and he also flew out of the inn with the assassin's body. He couldn't care about the chaotic aura churning in his body, and immediately stood up from letting go of his hands, his face showing a bit of fierce hideousness. There were a few wisps of bright red blood in his mouth, and his body was already covered with flying dust, and he didn't have time to check the torn placket of his clothes, Ma Chenghui looked down at the assassin.

At this glance, there was a surge of joy in his heart, and the red in his eyes began to gradually become fanatical, and the melancholy stuffiness in his heart was expelled by the scene in front of him. His mouth squirmed, but he didn't say anything, and in his eyes there was a look of ecstasy other than revenge, and a cruel tear that was unwilling.

"Plop", Ma Chenghui couldn't care about the traces of blood still flowing on his body, and suddenly knelt on the ground, ignoring the dust splashing and rolling dust on the ground. Two lines of tears burst out of his eyes, instantly blinding his eyes. Looking at the gray sky and the slowly dimming sky, his hands gripped the cold ground hard. At this time, Ma Chenghui was very excited, traces of blood poured out from the corners of his mouth, and the clear light of revenge in his eyes gradually began to blur.

"Dad, mother. The child avenges you. Ma Chenghui looked up to the sky and yelled, his mouth began to choke with excitement, and his blazing eyes began to become stunned. In this sky, in this sky, bursts of dark clouds rolled in, overwhelmingly surging, enveloping this small Taiping Town.

Ling Tianyun, Zhao Kuangyin, and the shopkeeper of the Taiping Inn also walked out of the hole in the wall. Ling Tianyun saw the assassin who was not completely dead, and he took a breath of cold air in his heart. How could the assassin's situation at this time be described in a tragic word, it was simply extremely miserable.

The Assassin fell on his back, crumbling dust all over his body, especially on his chest, where a shocking blood-colored hole was gushing with blood. And the eyeballs of his eyes protruded outward, and his mouth was full of blood mixed with some colorful things. It was the internal organs in his abdomen that had been shattered by the dragon, the bright red with dark blood splattered on the placket of his clothes, coupled with the protruding eyes and stained with blood, the assassin at this time could be said to have come from the deep prison of the sea of blood.

Ling Tianyun let out a long sigh, sighing at the power of Zhao Kuangyin's stick blow, and at the same time, he also admired the bandit who risked his life. If it weren't for the bandit's sudden pounce, they would really have had no choice but to watch the assassin escape through the window. Not to mention the assassin's weird body and unfathomable light skills, even his martial arts cultivation realm is not lower than anyone present, that is, the red-faced man Zhao Kuangyin can compete with it. But if you want to leave his life behind, it is almost impossible, unless the other party fights him desperately, he wants to escape, and it is impossible for anyone present to leave him behind.

The world is so subtle, often some overlooked weaknesses can play a huge role. The bandit who was despised by the assassin exploded with great potential because of his hatred, and finally because of the thief's death-defying pounce, he achieved the power of the stick and cut off the assassin's life on the spot. Ling Tianyun deeply realized in his heart that any weak person or force would have a time when his potential exploded, and he would no longer despise any weak person or force. Otherwise, I may repeat the same mistakes one day.

Zhao Kuangyin's eyes were bright, but under his calm face, he didn't know what thoughts were hidden in his heart. Holding the long stick stained with dripping blood in his hand, his plain eyes did not have any emotional ripples, he looked indifferently at the assassin who was already lifeless after being knocked away by his own stick, and his red face flashed a little faint majesty, like the supreme majesty of the Nine Heavens Xianglong looking down on the earth. There was a faint light circulating on him and his body, like golden dragons circling around him, but he didn't know all this, not even the nearest shopkeeper.

Only the solemn Ling Tianyun faintly felt some of this, and he also knew a little about the legend of the True Dragon Son of Heaven, but he felt the golden dragon-like aura faintly circulating on the red-faced man's body, but he was not sure that Zhao Kuangyin was the True Dragon Son of Heaven who had been passed down for hundreds of years. Maybe it's because the other party's martial arts have such a miraculous effect, or maybe it's the light emitted by the golden dragon stick in the opponent's hand.

Ling Tianyun never looked at the assassin who was completely out of his life, and that shocking face had long since disappeared from his mind. His eyes were full of endless rolling dark clouds, and the sky was getting darker and darker. There was silence all around, and the nearby houses were silent, and not even a wisp of smoke could be seen from the nearly nightly cooking. A bad feeling flashed in his heart, Ling Tianyun suddenly felt that his heartbeat began to speed up, he only felt that the blood in his body began to churn, and the churning became more and more intense, and slowly began to boil.

Although he didn't know why, his intuition told him that this uninhabited town, this long and dead street, was filled with a terrifying atmosphere. And he only felt that there was a feeling of the current enemy, and the enemy gave him a familiar feeling, which was the three princes of the Khitan, Yelu Zongheng.

He was even more shocked in his heart, he didn't know why he thought of Yelu Zongheng, the third prince of the Khitan, but he knew how could there be Yelu Zongheng in this Wutai Mountain. But the thought in his heart grew stronger and stronger, that Jerod would soon meet him here, and that this would be the first real battle of their fate.

Abandoning the chaotic thoughts in his heart, Ling Tianyun silently recited the mantra in the Mahayana Heart Sutra and forcibly calmed his mind. Standing on the long street of Taiping Town, there are no people around, and the crowd on the lively street in the afternoon seems to have evaporated all at once, and only some dirt remains on the street to prove the liveliness of this remote mountain town.

A strong sense of depression suddenly permeated everywhere, and Ling Tianyun looked at this long street with no one in his eyes full of doubts. The inhabitants who had suddenly disappeared, as well as the merchants and vendors who had traded in the trade, seemed to have disappeared at the same time, and if it had not been for the forcible removal of him or the threat of a threat, the group would have walked so cleanly.

Many doubts flashed in his heart, but he still calmed down and looked at the red-faced man standing with his hands in his hands. The other party's breath was long and uneventful, and it seemed that all this was in his grip. And his Yuanyue Pavilion-like posture exuded a strong and calm aura, which made people feel heartbroken. The cold-faced shopkeeper behind the red-faced man didn't seem to be afraid, and his face was as cold as a loyal guard standing behind Zhao Kuangyin.

"Ma Chenghui has seen the benefactor, thank the benefactor for the small revenge, there is nothing to repay in this life, you have to be a cow and a horse to repay the benefactor's great kindness", the thief Ma Chenghui, who vented his grief and indignation in his heart, suddenly fell down in front of Zhao Kuangyin, knocked his head a few times, and then said.

"I can't help it, please get up quickly, Zhao doesn't dare to be. It is you who have the greatest credit for this hatred, and Zhao is just a gesture. How can Zhao accept such a big gift from the horse, isn't this tormenting Zhao, please get up quickly. When Zhao Kuangyin saw it, he hurriedly helped Ma Chenghui, who was kneeling on the ground, up, and then said with a shameful face. It's just that he was born blushing, and even if he has a look of shame on his face, no one can see it.

"Benefactor, you are the little benefactor, if the benefactor does not dislike, the little one is willing to follow the benefactor in this life, serve the benefactor as the Lord, if there is a violation, the sky will hit five thunders, and it will not be a good death."

Ma Chenghui didn't get up because of those big strong hands holding him, a trace of resoluteness flashed in his eyes, and then he said with a solemn expression. There was a look of absolute expression in his sincere eyes, and the earth-shattering oath was loud and sonorous.

Zhao Kuangyin, who was holding the thief with both hands, stunned his hands in the air, he didn't expect Ma Chenghui to swear a poisonous oath, and he would serve himself as the master. Although this Ma Chenghui is only a small bandit leader, judging from his sudden burst of substitution, this bandit is still not to be underestimated. Zhao Kuangyin, who was already heroic in nature, couldn't help but be overjoyed in his heart, and it was also a good harvest to receive a thief. His eyes swept over the young man in Xuanyi who was standing quietly on the side, and sighed secretly in his heart, if he added this young man, why would he not be able to achieve a great cause, but the path that this young man was pursuing seemed to be different from his own, although he had an unspeakable loss in his heart, but he was quickly abandoned.

Ling Tianyun's gaze met Zhao Kuangyin's gaze, a wry smile appeared on his face, he didn't understand the other party's thoughts. But what he is carrying is a heavy burden, avenging his grandfather. He knew that his enemy's martial cultivation realm was unfathomable, and it was far from something he could involve at this time. strength, he is eager to improve his strength, and he is even more eager to go further on the martial arts. Since his grandfather was killed, he sat in front of his grandfather's grave for three days and three nights, and he found his own way, not above the temples and rivers and lakes. Instead, go further in the cultivation of martial arts, reach the highest level of martial arts, and even break through the shackles of martial arts to reach a new realm.

This is the path he is going to take, he knows that his road is long and difficult, but he will continue to walk without hesitation.