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Holy Soul Village, the head of the village.

After eating breakfast, Yang Ming sat on the sofa and saw that Grandpa and Old Jack had nothing else to do. Yang Ming asked unconsciously:

"Grandpa, what is my dad?"

Old Jack's decayed body shuddered and took off the yellow journal that blocked his sight. His deep eyes stared at Yang Ming.

"Why are you a monkey?"

Of course, Yang Ming was not aimless. He just wanted to know which organization the two tattooed men chased him.

Wuhundian? Qibao Liulizong? Hao Tianzong?

Or other unknown small forces?

"Yes, you have grown up now, it's okay to tell you."

Old Jack's eyes showed memories, and he seemed to have returned to the night seven years ago.

"That night, it was raining heavily. Your father hugged you who was not long after birth and came to our village with Tang Hao."

"Wait!" Yang Ming's eyes narrowed, "Grandpa, you mean, my dad and Tang Hao know each other?"

This is different from the original!

"Of course they didn't know each other." Old Jack rolled his eyes. "Listening to your dad, I met you on the way. Just when you and Tang San were born shortly, they went together."

"As for who your father is, he never said that, just looking at the clothes he was wearing and the strong local accent. I think he should not be a person in our Heavenly Empire."

Not a celestial empire, is it a celestial empire on the opposite side?

Yang Ming secretly suspected.

As soon as he talked about Yang Ming’s father, old Jack was angry. He was nagging for a long time. It was just that this man had no responsibility as a father. After the injury was good, he left the young Yang Ming at that time. In his house, a person ran away...

At the moment of the old Jack's passion and indignation, the ground suddenly bumped up and down, and he could feel the obvious shock.

The cup on the coffee table sounded "napping", and the water in the cup was spilled.

"What's going on? Is it an earthquake?"

Just as Yang Ming flashed this thought in his mind, the sound of the horse treading on the gravel ground sounded like thunder, and gradually became clear into the house.

Soon, a hysterical scream of a woman came outside the house:

"It's killing--"

Then the voice stopped abruptly.

Yang Ming's eyes were cold, and he turned and jumped from the sofa. He followed the steps of the ghost fan, quickly opened the door of the house, and immediately connected his feet. People like Dapeng spread their wings and leapt to the roof.

From the perspective of Gao Yuan, most of the scene of the Holy Spirit Village fell into Yang Ming's eyes.

However, the scene that happened in front of him was irritated by Yang Ming's eyes!

Outside the village, the dust is flying, it is very noisy.

A cavalry came from afar, wearing black armor and riding a black horse, forming a sharp arrow formation.

If the cavalry team of up to 200 people entered the unmanned state, they directly broke through the gate established by the village. If the autumn wind swept into the village like a leaf, they would cut it if they saw it, and they would kill it if they saw it. All are treated equally, and die tragically under their sword!

At the same time, every time they pass by, they will set fire to the house, and they are about to level the Holy Soul Village!

As soon as the wooden house was lit, the fire suddenly ignited, and thick black smoke was blowing.

In the thick smoke, the black horse and black armor cavalry, like a demon from the purgatory!

Seeing the innocent villagers falling in a pool of blood, the holy soul village that was regarded as their own home was about to be destroyed. Yang Ming twitched his shoulders and clenched his fists tightly, and the knuckles made a rattling sound.

His eyes were full of anger, **** eyes, and the eyes of the three-wheeled jade writing wheel spinning rapidly, showing how much anger was accumulated in his heart!

"I'm going to kill you!"

Yang Ming jumped from the eaves, stepped on ghosts, and quickly ran towards the black cavalry, hoping to stop this sudden disaster!

The position of the village head is far away from the entrance of the village. In comparison, the blacksmith shop of Tang Sanjia is located in the village head, which is closest to the entrance of the village.

Black Riding into the Holy Soul Village separated the four teams and set fire around.

One of the 50-person Black Riders team was galloping in the blacksmith shop of Tang Sanjia, who was about to burn it here.

Originally, Tang San was also preparing to avoid his sharp edge, watching his father Tang Hao's life effort will be burned by these gangsters, suddenly lit up with anger!

A black shadow flew out of the blacksmith's shop. Before the black rider in the front row realized it, a whole body of mysterious arrow had pierced Heiqi's throat, and blood spattered out.

The corpse fell from the black horse, leaving the black horse, who had lost the owner alone, stopped at the spot, with innocent eyes, watching the owner lying on the ground, and there was no sound.

The other forty-nine black knights reacted, and there were fluctuations of soul power on their bodies, colorful rays of soul power appeared, and soul rings appeared under their feet.

These black knights are actually Soul Masters and Great Soul Masters!

Tang San was shocked in his heart, and then a bit of wry smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. There was a sentence in his heart that he didn't know.

If it is just one or two great soul masters, he and Xiaowu join forces, relying on the restraint of Wuhun blue and silver grass ~www.ltnovel.com~ Tangmen's secret weapon attack, and Xiaowu's sharp soul skills, there is a possibility of winning .

But when the number of enemies is enlarged to forty-nine, it is almost impossible to win!

Unless, as before, the black rider was completely unprepared and successfully attacked by him!

Just when Tang San was depressed, Xiao Wu's eyes flickered, thinking about whether to reveal his identity, a roar of roaring sky came down from the sky:

"You are dead!"

Accompanied by the roar, it was Yang Qi's incarnation!

Qinglian sword song!

After Yang Ming practiced Qinglian sword tactics to the level of Qinglian qi, even the qi of the incarnation also changed. Although the quantity is still five sword qi, each sword qi is up to two meters long. More than one meter wide!

Thick sword energy swept like five door panels. With the roar of Black Rider, colorful soul light appeared on the black armor, assisting the Soul Master to display defense and control skills. The Soul Master will be sharp. The aggressive soul skill is thrown out, hoping to intercept the sword gas in the middle!

however!

All useless!

Whether it's a deceleration, body-controlling soul technique, or a single-body damage strong soul technique, after touching the sword gas, it actually penetrates through it.

This is the power of Qinglian Jiange. When releasing skills, the host cannot be selected and attacked!

Of course, the use of Qinglian sword song is limited, because there is a cooling time, 60 seconds of cooling, this is different from the game!

Five dazzling sword qi passed through the team of black knights, and passed away.

Sword qi converged, Yang was clearly shaped, squatting on the ground with his back to Hei Qi.

Behind him, a total of eleven headless corpses fell, and a blood spring spewed from the neck.

Yang Ming slowly turned around, his brow cold.

"Who are you?"

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