"Head of the escort team."

"Xiao...Xiao Ming?" Lin Tingyang glanced at Yi Ming, his eyes revealing three parts of shock, three parts of fear, and four parts of suspicion and worry.

"It's me, Chief Escort, don't worry, I'm still me, Yi Ming, Xiao Ming." Yi Ming said with a smile, telling a white lie. It wasn't a heavenly oath anyway, "It's just that I got a chance to practice Taoism some time ago."

After hearing this, Lin Tingyang looked at Yi Ming carefully for a long while, which made Yi Ming feel a little uneasy. He then let out a long sigh and finally felt relieved. It turned out that the one who could endure himself like this was Xiao Ming...

Then, Lin Tingyang looked down at Duan Feiquan, who was lying on the ground and was now lifeless, and said helplessly, "What about this guy now?"

Of course, he already knew at this time that Yi Ming had seen the Lin family threatening him. On the day of escorting the caravan, Yi Ming said that he would go out to explore the way forward in order to resolve possible dangers. This danger did appear, but he resolved it easily.

Originally, the matter was done perfectly, the man knew nothing about it, and the innocent man also pretended to be well behaved. But who knew that this guy had a younger brother who didn't play by the rules?

Duan Feiyan, who was also a talented cultivator of the new generation of the Duan family, died in her own bathtub, and the two maids who served her in bathing also fell to the side in a crooked manner.

The correct content is in %六九% book'bar!

Yi Ming had no confidence in facing a cultivator of this level, nor did he have the confidence to hide his cultivation from his detection, so the Duan family must be destroyed today. After the destruction, he would have to leave Linluo City for a while.

However, just as he was about to stand up, he felt a sudden pain in his chest, his vision went dark, and then he knew nothing.

A cultivator who has reached this realm not only has the spiritual awareness to explore the surroundings as if he saw them with his own eyes, but he can also fly in the air. It is easy for him to travel a thousand miles a day and to reach thousands of mountains and rivers in the blink of an eye. In the eyes of mortals, this is already the means of a god!

Even if Yi Ming had a little bit of sympathy for the innocent people of the Duan family, it disappeared completely when he thought of the people in the Dalin Escort Agency. Who knows if there are any cultivators in the Duan family who told the people around them that Duan Feiquan went to the Dalin Escort Agency to seek revenge tonight? As long as the slightest news leaked out, everyone in the Dalin Escort Agency would be dead!

Now the whole Duan family knows that Duan Feiquan came to the Dalin Escort Agency tonight to bring bad luck. If he disappears without a trace again, I am afraid that even a fool will know that there is something wrong with the Dalin Escort Agency! The Dalin Escort Agency is in danger! "Chief Escort, wait a moment. Be careful not to let the people in the Escort Agency find out that there is something wrong here. I will go to the Duan family and will be back soon."

Only in this way can Lin Tingyang's involvement in the dispute between the Duan and Lin families not be known to others, and the Dalin Escort Agency will be safe.

Cultivators of the new generation died one after another, and cultivators of the previous generation died one after another. When Yi Ming finally killed two old immortals who had practiced for seventy or eighty years but were still stuck in the initial stage of Qi Refining, the only living cultivators in the entire Duan family were the two patriarchs living in the central compound.

Killing the whole family? Haha, Yi Ming said that he didn't feel any pressure at all. If he got involved in the grudges in the martial arts world and the revenge killings in cultivation, there would be no other innocent people!

Yi Ming curled his lips and lightly crossed the wall of the Duan family mansion. "Then I won't be polite. Ladies and gentlemen, please enjoy the movie performance from Earth, Death is Coming."

While thinking about things, Yi Ming had already arrived outside the Duan family mansion.

In his previous life, as a poor boy struggling alone in a first-tier metropolis, Yi Ming said... I'm so envious...

"What are you going to do?"

But now, with the eighteen invisible needles, Yi Ming is confident that he can eliminate most of the cultivators of the Duan family quietly. Even if the two heads of the Duan family notice him at the last moment, Yi Ming is confident that he can force his way through and destroy them.

In fact, he was both disdainful and jealous of Duan Feiquan. In terms of talent and understanding, how could he be worse than him? He was just a few years older and not from the Duan Changzhu lineage, so he was not qualified to follow the great cultivator of the Condensation Stage of the Duan family.

The two monks with distinct auras lived in two separate rooms not too far apart. Yi Ming came to the courtyard quietly, about three feet away from the two houses.

Lin Tingyang was shocked. This was the Duan family, a family of cultivators that had stood in Linluo City for more than 200 years. How could they be mortals like us... Wait? It seemed that the Duan family's strongest strength was the two mid-stage Qi Refining cultivators, but this cultivator in the middle stage of Qi Refining couldn't withstand a single move from Yi Ming? Yi Ming smiled slightly, and his figure spread out, like a puff of green smoke, floating out of the Dalin Escort Agency, and then used his escape technique to head towards the Duan family mansion.

Duan Changjin, the elder of the Duan family who was in charge of the outer courtyard, died in the belly of his own concubine, and became a pair of ghost mandarin ducks with his favorite concubine.

…

Shaking his head, still feeling the blood boiling, Duan Feihong knew that he would not be able to practice tonight, so he stood up, prepared to wash up, and rest.

"Tsk tsk, another second-generation cultivator who wants to rely on his elders, and even dares to complain that his elders don't work hard. He's really unbelievable." Yi Ming shook his head and left quietly.

Perhaps they were very confident in Duan Feiquan's strength, so most of the cultivators of the Duan family were either practicing or sleeping in their own courtyards, scattered and dispersed, just like usual. "I thought you would gather together to wait for news, but now you are scattered. It's really a way to die."

"We will treat the Duan family the same way they want to treat us."

If it were before today, he really didn't have the confidence to wipe out the Duan family in one battle. After all, he was alone and it was impossible for him to kill all the members of the Duan family silently. Once he took action, he would be discovered by the other party soon.

As long as one of the other party escapes, his identity will be exposed, and the Duan family cultivator in the Nascent Soul stage will know it, and then he will come back to destroy the Dalin Escort Agency.

"Humph, the elders of my lineage are also disappointing. If they were chosen back then, with my qualifications, I would definitely not be robbed of the position of the long-servant by others, and I would definitely be able to join the sect and advance to the Condensation Stage in the future!"

Well, keep working...

Before leaving, he also took the leather bag in the corner. He had already learned the name of this thing from Duan Feiquan: magic bag! Later, he would need this thing to carry the spoils.

There was also the elder Duan Changpeng, who was in charge of financial resources and was still counting accounts late at night. He suddenly collapsed, his head tilted, and he never woke up again.

Well, now he finally knew that the realm above the Qi Refining Stage was called the Condensation Stage.

The other party also had the cultivation level of the middle stage of Qi Refining. Yi Ming didn't dare to get too close, for fear of being discovered before he took action.

Standing still in the courtyard, Yi Ming slowly adjusted his breathing, and held six invisible needles in each of his left and right hands. His true energy surged, and then he glanced at the window. With a flick of his left and right hands, twelve invisible needles flew out like a rain of flowers, instantly passing through the two windows and disappearing into the room.

Two screams were heard!

"ah!"

(End of this chapter)