Two black clothed people armed with long sword, rushed into the Shen Family escort, a knife shadow, flesh and blood.

Most of Shen Family’s guards are around the Houtian 5th layer, and the two black clothed people are in 8th Layer Houtian, and they can’t stop them.

Lu Zhangke screamed like a goshawk, flying down.

Falling into the crowd, he raised his hand and slammed it out. The black clothed man who was attacked by Lu Zhangke crossed the chest and resisted Lu Zhangke’s attack.

“peng”

Black clothed people vomit blood and fly backwards.

Lu Zhangke’s feet kept coming, and there was no fancy launch in front of another black clothed person.

The black clothed person did not dare to resist, and the internal force of the operation flashed to one side.

Lu Zhangke eyes slightly narrowed, his feet twirling, and he followed, black clothed people’s toes just landed, Lu Zhangke followed.

No suspense, stepping on the footsteps of the black clothed person.

The battle was only a moment, and two good assassins were solved by Lu Zhangke.

Lu Zhangke didn’t have a killer, but the two men were seriously injured. The Shen Family guards surrounded them and stopped the two. The two black clothed people didn’t struggle, the eyes flashed a little, the lips squirmed, the mouth spurt blood, slowly Lost life.

Lu Zhangke stepped forward and pulled down the two men’s face towels.

Two black clothed people look ordinary, no place to shine, no one will pay attention to the crowd.

Shen Wuming’s gloomy face came over. He didn’t expect anyone to mix into Shen Family and assassinate. It seems that this is not easy.

A Shen Family guard checking the body of a black clothed man, holding something, came to Shen Wuming and said, “Patriarch, we found this in two people.”

Seeing the objects in the guard’s hand, Shen Wuming complexion changed.

On the guard’s hand is a waist token with a big “blood” on the front and a “kill” on the back.

“Blood Slaughter Hall”

Shen Wuming murmured.

“Blood Slaughter Hall?”

The surrounding Shen Family guards are sucked in a cold breath.

Blood Slaughter Hall is the largest killer organization in Jiang Prefecture and is well known throughout the East.

Blood Slaughter Hall was founded two hundred years ago. No one knows what the Blood Slaughter Hall is. Blood Slaughter Hall just assaulted and killed a first-class family’s Void Transformation elder.

That battle was very fierce, and even a mountain of 800 meters high was pierced.

Each of the Void Realm’s strong hits has great power, and it is no longer necessary to destroy the mountains and break the river.

With the death of the strong Void Realm, the Blood Slaughter Hall became famous, and the Blood Slaughter Hall only operated assassinations. No matter who they are, they can dare to pick up the price.

It is said that the monks of Heavenly Dragon Temple have been chased by Blood Slaughter Hall, but Heavenly Dragon Temple is not the ordinary force, but the first force of True Martial Continent. Afterwards, the Eastern Regions were almost turned upside down by the masters of Heavenly Dragon Temple.

Although the Headquarters of Blood Slaughter Hall was not found in the end, some of the killers who performed the task outside of Blood Slaughter Hall suffered a serious loss.

Seeing this bloody token, Shen Wuming felt awkward.

Blood Slaughter Hall Their Shen Family is definitely not revengeful, but the one who asked Blood Slaughter Hall to assassinate Shen Lang, he must find it.

Blood Slaughter Hall is not successful, and certainly will not give up. In addition to the few, individual people in the history of Blood Slaughter Hall, they have not lost their hands.

Just as Shen Wuming meditated, a Shen Family guard around Shen Lang’s house suddenly flew up and rushed through the window of Shen Lang’s room.

“Bold.”

Shen Kun furiously shouted, a heavy squat at the foot, the blue bricks shattered, and the shape of the body flew like a shell.

boom!

The two men played in the air, the black clothed people are not weak, and they can resist Shen Kun’s move without falling.

The rushing guard, with a cold face and no emotional fluctuations in the eyes, was defeated by Shen Kun, and with the slightest hesitation, he fled outside Shen Family.

Shen Kun didn’t think much, just chased it out.

Shen Wuming heard the sound and quickly rushed back with someone.

Sitting in the front of Shen Lang’s door, Gao Jianli slowly loosened the handle of Cold Water Sword, and a cold smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

From the two black clothed people who had attacked the Shen Family guards, and the attack on the fake Shen Family guards, the series of things seemed simple, but after careful consideration, it was obviously carefully planned.

It is possible to let the killer pretend to be a Shen Family guard. There must be someone to cooperate with, and the person who cooperates with this must be one of the Shen Family.

Shen Wuming also thought of a pair of glare, scanning the people in the yard, sweeping to Shen Wuhui, Shen Wuming focused on him for a while, Shen Wuhui calmly confronted Shen Wuming, there is no trace of color .

Shen Teng looked at his father in amazement, and in his heart, he was wondering if it was related to his father.

Deeply glanced at Shen Wuhui, Shen Wuming looked away.

Now is the key time for Shen Lang, and everything has to wait for Shen Lang to finish the treatment.

With the end of the assassination, there was no episode, and it was calm.

Shen Kun is back, but his face is very ugly. The killer is very good. He just lost the Shen Family house and lost his sight.

Because of the last cleaning of Shen Family, there are not many masters of Shen Family. Otherwise, someone will take a few shots to stop the killer. Shen Kun has 100% confidence to kill the killer.

“Hey!”

When the door opened, Feng Jiyue walked out with a look of exhaustion.

Shen Kun and others rushed to meet.

“Jiu Ye, how about Lang’er?”

Feng Jiyue is strong, and swings with a smile: “You don’t have to worry, Young Master Shen’s internal injuries are basically unaffected, and the rest is just fine.”

“Good.”

Shen Kun and others let go of their hearts, and then they quickly took Feng Jiyue to rest.

in the room.

Shen Qing stood by the tub and looked at Shen Lang quietly.

Shen Lang sat quietly in the tub, his face was ruddy, his head was rising, the potion in the tub, and the smashing tumbling.

Feng Jiyue just finished treating Shen Lang, and Shen Qing put Shen Lang into the tub.

“boom!”

The wooden barrel burst instantly, and Shen Lang stood there proudly, his eyes wide open, and a glimmer of light flashed through. The internal force swam around the body and checked the situation in the body, lightly smiled.

Although it has not recovered, it has been innocuous.

“Young Master, are you awake?”

Shen Qing is excited.

There was a hint of tenderness in his eyes, and Shen Lang said softly: “Well, it’s no big deal, it should be cured in a few days.”

This Feng Jiyue is really not easy. It can cure your internal injuries in a short period of time. It seems that the world is not as simple as it is.

Although Shen Lang is in a coma, he still feels about the outside world, especially what Feng Jiyue did after he came to him.

The strength of Feng Jiyue is probably in Peak Xiantian, but the martial arts practiced by Feng Jiyue should belong to the Taoist family. Zhongzheng Pinghe, together with Feng Jiyue devoted his life to research, rarely fights, Shen Lang estimates that if it really fights, Feng Jiyue The actual strength should only be around the middle of the Xiantian.


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