“Chi la!”

The sedan chair that the Second Young Master Meng was riding in was pierced through by the fierce blade hurled from afar in an instant. Even the two little devils carrying the sedan chair, one in front and one behind, were torn apart by the baleful aura on the blade, wailing as they disappeared into the air.

And the Second Young Master Meng, at this moment, finally came to a complete stop, unable to control his momentum. He fell out of the sedan chair and tumbled several times, looking indescribably wretched.

But at this moment, he couldn't care less about his appearance. He just struggled to lift his head and look behind him, and he saw in the heavy night someone striding against the yin wind.

He still couldn't see the face of the ferocious man, but he could see his figure.

Adorned with a dharma appearance, footsteps like thunder, three zhang tall, body covered in broken armor, feet stepping on general's boots, like a fierce ghost crawling out of the underworld.

Looking ahead, the white cat had already eaten the yin servant girl who had followed him for more than a decade. He hadn't even noticed when it had done it. Now it was elegantly licking its paws, its cat face seeming to carry a mocking smile.

And diagonally behind him, in the direction where he could borrow the road to the underworld, rolling ghost mists were gathering and dispersing, and a zou gui ren’s (ghost walker) banner was fluttering in the night.

So, today was a certain death trap?

At this moment, the Second Young Master Meng's heart was filled with questions. He was clearly here to scheme against others, but why was he being restrained everywhere, and instead plunged headlong into a certain death trap?

The Meng family, who control yin, were now suppressing the Hu family, and their reputation was growing day by day, like the sun in the sky. Holding three points of heavenly fate, even among the ten surnames, no one dared to challenge their sharpness. But in this desolate wilderness, how could so many demons who didn't fear the Meng family's reputation suddenly appear?

There were really too many questions in his heart, but he was too lazy to even think about it.

First, kill this guy!

He clenched the knife in his hand, without the slightest hesitation, and ran straight towards the Meng family's son. In the eyes of outsiders, he was like a fierce god and evil ghost wrapped in baleful aura, a country butcher.

He hardly dared to believe it, because the Meng family's disciples hadn't suffered losses for a long time, let alone died outside…

When he approached the Meng family's son, his footsteps also slowed down slightly, but he didn't stop. He raised his hand and pulled out the fierce blade that was stuck in the ground, and his eyes also glanced slightly towards the white cat on the mountain ridge, giving a barely perceptible nod.

"Chi…"

Even so, facing the Second Young Master Meng, he was still powerless several times, and was almost let go?

The difficulty of it was far beyond what he had expected when he first had the intention to kill. To put it simply, if he had known it would be so difficult to kill…

Behind him, the ferocious and evil Shousui (year guardian) was catching up with a fierce blade, and on the side, the da zou gui (great ghost walker) held a banner and cast spells. In the forest in front of him, he had finally summoned a powerful demon, but it was clearly on the opponent's side.

His head seemed to be a little dizzy, and he swept his eyes around, with only one extremely frightening thought in his mind: was he really going to die here?

At this moment, he had already cultivated a dharma appearance, his skills had greatly increased, and he had taken a shortcut, saving others ten years of effort. In addition, he borrowed the bones left by the Five Baleful Gods to forge this fierce blade, and even took away one-fifth of the Five Baleful Gods' magic power.

This time, although his intention to kill this member of the Meng family was temporary, he really didn't expect them to be so difficult to deal with.

Earlier, when he was sneaking around, when had the Meng family ever let him go?

If he had another chance, he would still kill!

…

Brother Erguotou (strong liquor) had arrived, and from what he had just seen, he seemed to have used the method of borrowing the road to the underworld to rush over in less than three days?

Since Miss White Wine's cat had appeared, it meant that she had also arrived nearby, but he didn't know what method she had used.

But this thought led to an even more terrifying thought: could he be the first?

…

Now there was no time to say hello or explain in detail, but the pressure in his heart had been building up for the past few days, and it was finally a relief when he saw the two of them. Correspondingly, a surging killing intent surged up.

"The Meng family is really hard to kill…"

"You…"

At the same time, Hu Ma had also rushed over, his teeth slightly clenched.

And the Meng family's son, who was still graceful and somewhat noble when they first met, was now pale and full of shock. He also had a body of skills, but now he had been scared out of his wits by the appearance of several reincarnators, and his hands seemed to be soft.

…Forget it, it's rare to lose one's head!

Too many things he couldn't understand had happened this night. He just felt his heart trembling. This horror was even more powerful than when he faced his elder brother at home before.

He faced Hu Ma, who was walking towards him with a knife, and suddenly asked loudly, "Do you really want to kill me?"

"You…"

Countless thoughts surged in his heart. He actually wanted to say that he was a member of the Meng family, with such a noble status, that he could not be killed, that he could be tied up, threatened the Meng family, or forced to ask for some secret techniques of communication…

…Of course, the Meng family had precautions against all kinds of things, and would not let outsiders take advantage, but wouldn't you, a country demon, consider these things?

"Hehe…"

And Hu Ma, facing his inquiry, only responded with a cold smile, the knife in his hand ringing without wind.

A greedy and evil aura overflowed from the knife, as if it was laughing excitedly…

Was it really possible?

It seemed that the knife was also excited. It had already beheaded eight judges, and now it actually had the opportunity to use the blood of the Meng family to consecrate the knife?

"You demon, you really have no scruples about killing me…"

And from Hu Ma's silence and unhesitating movements, this Meng family's son's heart suddenly fell into despair. He suddenly bit his palm and waved it forcefully in front of him.

Fresh blood was sprinkled on the ground, and immediately a腾腾 black mist rose up, like a wall of fire. This was the Meng family's blood medium technique, which could suppress fierce ghosts and destroy people's magic weapons, but at this moment, what use was it? Hu Ma blew away this blood energy in one breath.

"When I first received this errand, I even thought about going directly to Mingzhou…"

It was just unexpected that he thought the Second Young Master Meng wanted to fight back before his death, but unexpectedly, he used this blood medium technique and babbled, "I also wanted to compete with the one in Mingzhou, but in the end, I still had to listen to my elder brother's errand and come here…"

"I thought this errand was monotonous, boring, and uninteresting, but who would have thought that the small Yiqian Sect hidden in this mountain village would also have the ability to kill me?"

"…"

No one listened to his babbling at this time. Hu Ma blew away the blood mist he had sprinkled in one breath, and then slashed forward with his knife, but he didn't expect that this Meng family's son was also slowly floating backwards while babbling.

In this process, he was originally flustered and desperate, but he was actually trying to stand up straight, and even controlled his legs, not to tremble, staring stiffly at Hu Ma, and slowly took out a post from his arms.

Hu Ma couldn't help but shrink his pupils when he saw the post.

When he quietly approached this Meng family's son just now, he had heard him discussing with the servant girl about borrowing yin soldiers, and wrote down this post.

He could have waited a while longer, but because he didn't know if the yin soldiers he borrowed were too difficult to deal with, he showed up early, and lingered with him, waiting for Monkey Wine to come.

And after this fierce battle, this Meng family's son had never had the opportunity to set up an incense table and burn this name post.

Now seeing him take out this post, Hu Ma immediately became vigilant, raised his knee and took a step, and chopped at him with his knife. The baleful aura on the knife pressed forward, also preventing him from suddenly taking out a fire folder and burning this post.

But he didn't expect that this Meng family's son was holding the post in his hand, but had no intention of taking out the fire folder. The expression on his face looked like he was crazy and abnormal, very strange: "But you may not know either…"

"We Meng family members, the most capable moment is when we die…"

"…"

While speaking, he suddenly took a deep breath, suddenly bit the tip of his tongue, and suddenly spat a mouthful of dirty blood on this name post in his hand.

And he faced the knife that Hu Ma was chopping over, regardless of it, and let the knife chop over, and he raised the post in his hand, then spread his hands, towards a direction in the north, raised his hands high, knelt down straight, and kowtowed his head on the ground.

"Friend, if you can kill me, I'm afraid you will be famous all over the world soon, but unfortunately, I am a member of the Meng family. I certainly want to live, but if I have to die, then I have to die with some dignity."

"Since I am going to die, then the creatures within a thirty-mile radius will also follow me…"

"…"

"Huh?"

Suddenly seeing the character post being thrown out, Hu Ma was also slightly startled in his heart, and this Meng family's son actually turned his body to face his knife, and didn't care that he would kill him with one knife, which also made him suddenly vigilant in his heart.

"Hu!"

Also at this time, the post flying in the air, which was sprayed with a mouthful of his blood, had already burned up, as if the blood itself had a flame, burning most of the post.

At the same time, the Second Young Master Meng had already raised his arms high, and then prostrated himself on the ground, kowtowing to the north, and shouting loudly: "Meng Shi Zhaoyuan Gong's fourth grandson Meng Sili is willing to go down to be filial, please old ancestor come and lead me!"

Between speaking, his body suddenly withered quickly, and flames drilled out of his seven orifices, as if his skin was…

Crack…

Even the earth was trembling, and the dark mountains in the distance seemed to have an earthquake.

His eyes were blurred, and he actually saw that the mountains were cracking, and rows of yin soldiers emerged from within, with a chilling baleful aura.

And in front of him, there were ghosts crying everywhere, and a cold yin wind swept over, and something was quickly coming from the dark, pouring into the skin of this Second Young Master Meng.

"Wait until…"

The Second Young Master Meng's voice had changed its tone. He turned his head slightly, his eyes were empty, and he looked at Hu Ma and smiled: "You still have to kneel in front of me to speak!"

(End of this chapter)