——Compared with the five senses such as slow vision, hearing, and smell, his "spirit" felt the sharpness of the dagger one step faster.

(Assassinate me?)

He Ping's heart moved and his thinking flowed rapidly. He was the only son of the He family. After his father passed away, he was the wealthy family.

Of course, there are many outsiders who covet the wealth of the He family. In addition to outsiders, there are also their own family members. For example, the He family itself has several separate families and is also very sensitive to the distribution of interests. Some things happened when He Ping's father passed away.

Furthermore, the He family has a big business, has made many friends, and has offended many people. He Ping himself has also been assassinated several times, but he is still an immortal puppet sect who practiced "Invisible Secret".

The assassination method of ordinary people cannot hurt him who is proficient in spells.

"This time, why are you planning to assassinate me?"

A hint of doubt in his heart, and the situation around him had changed drastically.

"Young Master He, be careful!"

The head of Feiyu Sect, Taoist Chiling, had no time to draw his sword, could only stab forward with the sword sheath. This old Taoist priest has been famous for a long time. This flying fish sword technique has been immersed in for decades. He acted as fast as a meteor, and his momentum was as straight as thunderbolt.

At the same time, the owner of the Tiexin Martial Arts Hall sitting next to the table, the middle-aged man with a beard under his chin, hugged a quick piece and shot out like lightning.

The Taoist Chiling and the owner of the Tiexin Martial Arts Pavilion were determined to protect He Ping. At this moment, the flying fish sword that had been sheathed was shot out by the fast men shot out as a hidden weapon, from the left and right to jointly block the servant who pulled out the dagger and killed him.

But then, the moment the flash of lightning and the white gap passed by the horse, a strange scene happened - the dagger that stabbed He Ping suddenly turned around, and his body was like a fish covered in oil, avoiding the sword sheath of the Chiling Taoist.

The next second, the dish plate he was holding also flew out, blocking the quicksell.

In an instant, a silver-like cold light burst into pieces and suddenly attacked the leader of the Huma Gang sitting on the right, the burly man with a curly beard.

"So... this person went to Jie San for the 'Tengfeng Dao'!!!"

The Taoist Chiling and the owner of the Tiexin Martial Arts Hall Zhao Chen suddenly woke up. At the same time, He Ping's fingertips hidden in his sleeves held a thread that was invisible to the naked eye. He was about to start, but he stopped immediately at this moment.

"No wonder there is no murderous aura. It seems that it is not targeted by me."

He Ping frowned, and the change in the field began to begin again. Xie San, who had a curly beard on his face, smiled.

"You little turtle, you want to plot against you, Mr. Jie!"

Jie San is the old world. He was suddenly in trouble. He knew that it was too late to pull out his sword to respond. He kicked the table full of dishes. With a "clang", the table turned over, countless wine and dishes were splashed on all sides, and the guests at the tables next to him were panicked.

The servant was also very erratic. He slid and easily avoided the flying table. His speed did not slow down. He stabbed forward with a knife in his hand, and was about to rush to Jie San's side.

"court death."

Jie San held a knife in his left hand and grabbed a wine pot in his right hand. He threw the wine pot into the air. The scabbard swung it hard, and with a soft force, he swung the "Wine Pot" out with a blow from the side of the scabbard.

The wine pot flew over, and the servant deliberately dodged, but the wine pot flew halfway, and with a "bang", the whole cracked, and the porcelain pieces turned into countless hidden weapons and flew away.

At this moment, the servant could only make a helpless decision. He retreated, and when he retreated, Jie San's eyes raised, and the Tengfeng Sword, which had not been unsheathed, jumped out halfway, and was sent to his right hand.

With a "splash", the sound of the sword sounded, and the eyes of the people around them were blurred. Before the blade arrived, the sharp sword wind blew over, as if the cheeks of the people present were cut, like the bitter cold wind in the north.

"What a 'Tengfeng Sword' to Jie San. This 'Sha Camel Quick Slash' can dominate the northern land for more than ten years, and it is definitely not a blast!"

The old Taoist Chiling and the Tiexin Pavilion owner Zhao Chen were also excited. They were all warriors who started the sect. Just by looking at Jie San's move, you would know that the other party's sword skills were powerful, with at least two or three decades of hard work.

Jie San was able to lead the Huma Gang and gain a great reputation with a group of swordsmen from the north who lived in a place without a fixed place, and he also had his own strong skills.

Suddenly, the "Tengfeng Sword" Jie San's sword light only drew half a circle, and before he could cut off the servant's head, it stopped abruptly, and the whirlwind's sword light suddenly exploded.

"My knife!!"

Jie San made a confused and puzzled sound. The Tengfeng Sword in his hand was halfway through, and a sudden burst of pain on his wrist. The severe pain came strangely, and the tendons of his hand became numb. The clenched knife was hit by a force, and it flew out and a "nail" on the floor with a tingling sound.

As soon as the "Tengfeng Dao" took off his hand, the servant in green also aimed at the opportunity. He wiped the dagger forward and Jie San's neck was cut open. The eyes of the burly man suddenly opened wide. He opened his mouth, and before he could speak, blood splashed out with a sputtering sound.

"Third Master!"

The other Huma Gang members who were on the same table as Jie San were all swordsmen from the north. When they saw their boss being killed, their eyes were full of blood. They immediately surrounded them like whirlwinds.

The Huma Gang's sword techniques were trained by Jie San himself. When the sword light flashed, they stood in a fixed position. Eight good knives with fine iron forged swords were weaved into a knife net, and the servant in blue was surrounded in the middle. With just a thorn in the knife light, the person could be twisted into seven or eight pieces.

But at this moment, the blue-clothed servant suddenly trembled, and his whole body was like a zombie jumping up and pulled out of the air.

"What?"

The swordsmen of the Huma Gang were all stunned. They had seen light skills before, but no one had seen such strange light skills.

The young servant in green didn't even touch his feet and his knees were bent, and he flew up like a bat, almost rushing between Liangzhu. Then he turned in the air like a bat, and flew out silently.

"Chase!"

The swordsman in charge shouted loudly and rushed out.

"What a pity."

The Taoist Chiling sighed and glanced at the dead Jie San. The body of the famous sword in Mobei was hugged by several swordsmen from the Huma Gang.

"Zhe Sanye's sword skills are not weak. If he hadn't missed the opportunity, he wouldn't have been like this?"

"Look, what is this?"

Zhao Chen from the Tiexin Martial Arts Hall stabbed a small black ball soaked in blood with his quickshots. He Ping and the Chiling Taoist came over and found that the ball the size of a broad bean was clearly a small ball made of hair.

"What a strange hidden weapon, is this hidden weapon that penetrates the wrist of Zhi San?"

The Taoist of Chiling was very surprised.

He Ping did not say a word, but his expression was obviously very gloomy, but he just took a look and realized the origin of this black ball.

"Mr. He, if something happens to the third master this time, we must go back immediately and tell the second master about this."

At this time, a member of the Huma Gang who stayed behind held Jie San's body and said in a deep voice: "This time the Third Master was taken by a small boy. My Huma Gang will avenge the Third Master, so who will not disturb us?"

"That's what happened to Mr. Jie San, who was in trouble with me, didn't know who the thief was, actually got into my He family's mansion and committed the crime. This was not the Hu Ma family's business, but also the matter that my He family wanted."

He Ping also sighed deeply.

"However, if something big happened to me, I don't know how to explain to the Chen Er boss."

Jie San of the Huma Gang accepted several adopted sons, the most famous of which was the second leader Chen Er. He had all learned the sword skills of the Three True Legends, and the seventy-two "Sha Camel Quick Slash" had at least 370% of the time.

The Huma Gang is a famous gang in Mobei. In addition to Chen Er, he is a powerful character, there are three other adopted sons of Jie San. They all have excellent skills and are unwilling to provoke them at any time.

"Young Master He must not say that. We are also very clear about the identity of this little thief. The second master is a convenient person, so how could he blame Mr. He?"

This gang member was obviously the little leader of the Huma Gang. He wanted to speak but stopped halfway through his words, but just sighed.

"Then, the lower-class man will leave first and pursue the thief. Please forgive me for your sins."

"It's easy to say."

He Ping nodded, but his face was not good-looking, and he was still gloomy and terrible. It seemed that this incident had ruined his excitement, and he had no mood to continue to hold a banquet. The guests also left.

When everyone left, He Ping stretched out one hand. His five fingers were slender and slender, and the same black ball was sandwiched between the extended thumb and index finger.
Chapter completed!