Volume 1 Chapter 130 Death of the Man in Black
The man in black jumped up, only a few meters off the ground.
But he was cut down again by Ye Tingmu's thundering sword.
He let out a heart-wrenching scream and fell to the ground.
He felt a tearing pain all over his body, and the thunder penetrated his internal organs.
In addition, his right arm was cut off and he lost too much blood, so he was no longer able to fight.
He was terrified at this moment.
It's not because of death.
But it was the oppressive feeling given to him by the sword-wielding boy in front of him.
Why was he only at the first level of the Lihe realm, but he was in his hands with a divine sense of travel, without even a chance to escape?
He asked himself, as a killer, he had never been careless since he started fighting with him, and he was always focused.
His defeat was due to the gap and disparity in strength.
He was satisfied with the result.
But also shocked.
At this time, Feng He had a fierce look on his face and came out with a knife, breaking through the smoke and dust.
The broadsword flashed sharp and cold in the sunlight and fell in an instant.
Ye Tingmu hurriedly shouted, "Leave him alive."
Climb....
Feng He stopped the knife after hearing this.
The blade stayed above the black-clothed man's face, but the blade energy had already cut through his mask.
Revealing his true appearance.
This was a middle-aged man with a square appearance. His face looked a little charred after being struck by thunder.
Blood was even flowing down his cheek.
He just looked at Feng He like this, even though the long sword was pointed at his head.
But he never blinked.
Ye Tingmu was dancing with the thunder in his hand at this time, feeling a little happy.
Now, with the blessing of the Thunder, I can kill the wandering gods as easily as taking something out of a bag, without even having to activate the Four Symbols Technique.
It's easy to grasp.
From now on, I will no longer be afraid of this realm of spiritual wandering.
I wonder who dares to say that those who are in a trance are just ants.
Under his extraordinary power, they are all corpses.
Sure enough, a good weapon can increase one's strength by at least 30%.
While he was daydreaming, he had already arrived in front of the man in black.
Looking at the man in black on the ground who still had a ferocious look on his face and electric currents were splashing around him from time to time.
Ye Tingmu asked coldly: "If you want to live, tell me who sent you."
Faced with Ye Tingmu's threat, the man in black seemed unconcerned.
He just said weakly: "If you want to kill me, just kill me. Why so many words?"
Ye Tingmu raised his eyebrows. Not afraid of death?
You are so cruel.
But I have a thousand ways to make you speak.
He snorted coldly.
"Feng He, tie him up."
"good."
Feng He was just about to put away his knife and tie the man up, but the man in black suddenly stood up.
Ye Tingmu swung his sword.
When you fight back before dying, you must not hurt Feng He.
However, he didn't expect that the man in black didn't dodge or evade, but came straight towards his lightning.
With a "puff" sound.
The thunder suddenly disappeared.
After piercing through the chest, the black sword blade was covered with blood.
And the man in black also died of suffocation.
Ye Tingmu said nothing, looking at the man in black in front of him, pulled out the thunder, wiped it a little, and then returned to his senses, but his brows were furrowed even tighter.
He is so cruel that he can kill people without any hesitation, and the people behind him must be even more cruel.
It must be difficult to deal with, so it's naturally not a laughing matter.
At this time, the Lin family's mansion Ding had just arrived.
"Master, are you okay?"
Facing Lin San's question, Lin An stroked his chest and waved his hands.
"I'm fine."
Lin San looked at the man in black on the ground with a frown on his face.
He didn't even notice someone entered the house.
That only means that this person's cultivation is higher than mine.
From the time he heard the noise until now, no more than two minutes had passed.
But the person in front of him was beheaded.
The murderer Ye Tingmu was unharmed.
Such strength not only shocked him, but also left him with lingering fears.
Fortunately, the man in the yard did not have the intention to kill, otherwise the person lying on the ground could be the man in black, or I could be there.
After taking a look at the man in black lying in a pool of blood, Ye Tingmu looked up at Lin An.
He asked, "Lin An, where is the water?"
Although Lin An was a man of great strategy, he had never seen such a scene and was still in shock.
Not only were his legs shaking uncontrollably, but his face also looked extremely ugly.
Seeing Ye Tingmu asking him this, he was stunned for a moment.
Instead, Lin San on the side quickly said, "I'll call someone right away."
"Someone, go get a basin of water..."
Ye Tingmu couldn't help but laugh when he saw Lin An like this.
He raised his sword-like eyebrows, walked in front of him, and raised the corners of his mouth slightly.
"Why, are you scared now?"
Lin An finally felt a little relieved.
Looking at Ye Tingmu blankly, yes, is he scared now?
If you choose this path, I'm afraid such scenes will be commonplace, or even bloodier.
If you are not careful, you might be the one who dies.
He said in a deep voice: "It was Lin who lost his composure."
Ye Tingmu smiled. Everyone has their first time, and he was actually very nervous when he killed someone for the first time.
However, he did not react much to the dead bodies and blood, and Feng He was the same.
The scene in Yejia Village five years ago was much bloodier than this.
He glanced at the big house that had been reduced to ruins due to the recent battle.
Said: "This... You won't ask me to pay for it, right?"
Lin An naturally knew that Ye Tingmu was teasing him.
I don't know if it was intentional or unintentional, but it always calmed him down a little.
"Mr. Ye, you're joking. It's just a personal possession."
"Then you are really open-minded."
Lin An stared at the outside of the mansion.
I have chosen to go with Ye Tingmu and assist the Fourth Prince, so I have to give up this mansion and I will no longer be the same as before.
You can listen to the rain in front of the window, appreciate the flowers in the pavilion, write at the table, and listen to the wind under the moon.
Lin An smiled and said, "I have decided to sell this house and not live here anymore."
Ye Tingmu raised his eyebrows, feeling a little shocked.
It seems that Lin An is really determined to go all the way with me until the end.
I couldn't help but ask: "Are you willing to give it up?"
Lin An looked around, his expression changing from gloomy to bright.
Are you willing to do so?
Of course I am reluctant to leave.
Although it is something outside of one's body, his father died because of it.
Fifteen years ago, his father Lin Xu returned to Beimang from the imperial palace.
Although it was caused by the emperor and he was doing errands for him, the other party seemed to have forgotten him.
Unfortunately, his mother fell ill and his father spent almost all his savings on treating her.
However, a hemp rope will break at the thinnest part, and misfortune will only happen to the unfortunate people.
Even though his father spent all his savings and even owed a huge amount of debt, he still couldn't save his mother.
From then on, his father seemed like a completely different person.
He is no longer as upright as before and becomes more money-loving.
It was not until five years ago, after he heard about that incident, that his father moved him into this huge house.
In an instant, his Lin family transformed into a wealthy family.
Fine clothes, delicious food, and countless money.
There is no need to think about it, all this must have originated from King Beimang, and in exchange, that is the secret that has been hidden in his heart for ten years, the whereabouts of the Fourth Prince.
So he didn't hate his father for getting him involved in this dispute.
His father was right, he only hated the Northern Maniac King and the current emperor.
But he was just a first-class scholar, so what could he do?
He wants to follow you, Ye Tingmu, to assist him and the Fourth Prince, and then use them to stir up trouble in this country.
Let the Northern Maniac King and the current emperor both die at the feet of the Fourth Prince.
This is what he wants to do most.
He raised his head and looked at Ye Tingmu, with an unprecedented determination in his eyes.
"For the greater good, one is naturally willing to sacrifice."
Ye Tingmu looked a little dazed when he looked at her like that.
I'm afraid this young man cannot be easily controlled, and I actually feel a little bit of fear in my heart.
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