Yan Ming said, while increasing the strength on his hand.
What he said was absolutely true. He had almost forgotten the existence of the Songshan Sect, and he had never thought of causing trouble, but the other party, being ignorant, insisted on bringing him to his doorstep.
Ding Mian groaned, his body was pressed lower, his knees were slightly embedded in the ground, and he could not straighten his waist.
Although the Songshan Sect belongs to the Five Mountains Sword Sect, many masters in the sect are good at using palms. Ding Mian is known as the Great Tota Shou, and his palm skills are first-rate, better than the previous Great Songyang Shou and Great Yin Yang Shou.
However, when facing Yan Ming, his skills seemed to have failed. After many attempts, he could not break through Yan Ming's seemingly light grasp.
Several Songshan sect disciples nearby wanted to run away, but Yan Ming looked over sideways, and their calves immediately tightened and they did not dare to make any move.
Seeing their embarrassed appearance, Ren Yingying couldn't help but laugh softly.
"Go to hell!"
Seeing that Yan Ming was not looking at him and seemed a little distracted, Ding Mian seized the opportunity and suddenly turned his arm, and several hidden weapons hidden under his sleeves flew out.
But this is no threat to Yan Ming at all.
The next second, Yan Ming's fingertips lightly drew a whirlpool, directly changing the direction of the flying hidden weapon, wiping past his own clothes, and then the other hand suddenly became heavier.
"puff!"
Ding Mian could no longer hold on, spitting out a mouthful of blood, and his body went limp. Yan Ming's sharp claws pressed downwards, and he instantly heard a series of snapping sounds coming from Ding Mian's body.
Ding Mian fell to the ground, his eyes full of unwillingness, but his vitality was rapidly losing.
After dealing with Ding Mian, Yan Ming looked at the Songshan sect disciples next to him and the waiter from the black shop who had just plotted against him.
In the dark night, several miserable howls and screams were heard, and then silence returned...
Yan Ming continued to take Ren Yingying on the road, heading north along the way.
As Ding Mian disappeared from the world, all the senior officials of Songshan Sect who could fight disappeared. After Zuo Lengchan and others, they suffered another heavy blow.
Without someone who could take charge of the overall situation and support the stall, problems within the Songshan Sect soon emerged. Zuo Lengchan had been developing the Songshan Sect for so many years. Many people had already made a name for themselves in the world and joined halfway. These people were motivated by profit. Since then, there was naturally no loyalty at all, and internal strife soon broke out, and then they fell apart, causing the Songshan Sect to fall into decline.
Of course, Yan Ming doesn't care about this.
After a few days, he had taken Ren Yingying a long way.
Ren Yingying has a very beautiful appearance and attracts attention on the road. There is even an incident in the middle. When the two of them were staying, they attracted a flower picker who coveted Ren Yingying's beauty. They tried to take action, but were killed by Yan Ming with a palm.
In order to save trouble, Yan Ming then found a bamboo hat with a veil for Ren Yingying to wear. This way, the journey would be much smoother.
In a busy restaurant, Yan Ming walked in with Ren Yingying, sat down and ordered a few dishes.
"okay!"
The waiter ran quickly and quickly brought the dishes. Seeing his skillful manner, the soup was not spilled at all. Yan Ming couldn't help but think of Bai Zhantang in Qixia Town.
This restaurant is not very high-end, and the dishes served are all ordinary, not very exquisite. The main target customers are rough men who travel around the world, and their main focus is to eat large portions and eat well.
But before Yan Ming moved his chopsticks, Ren Yingying had already picked up the chopsticks, picked up a piece of braised pork, lifted up her veil and ate it.
"tasty!"
Ren Yingying praised him repeatedly.
Originally, it was impossible for her to appreciate the food in this kind of place. In the Sun Moon God Sect, Ren Yingying ate so meticulously and had a very sophisticated taste.
However, following Yan Ming recently, her appetite suddenly seemed to have grown, and she became interested in these mountain snacks that she had once despised. It was as if she had been discovered to be a foodie, and she couldn't stop eating once she opened her mouth.
"If the chef here knew that his dishes were praised highly by the saintly aunt, he would probably go crazy with joy."
Yan Ming joked from the side: "Shenggu, you should be careful about what you eat and don't be too rude."
"You won't let me go anyway, why don't you eat more?"
Ren Yingying said matter-of-factly and took a few more bites.
She and Yan Ming had gotten along a lot in the past few days, and she found that Yan Ming was actually not harsh, and he became bolder in his speech.
Yan Ming stuttered and looked around.
There are many martial arts practitioners in this restaurant. They all carry swords and have ferocious faces. While eating and drinking, they keep talking about anecdotes or bragging.
Yan Ming listened. Among them, the most discussed one was the decisive battle between Ximen Chuixue and Ye Gucheng.
"Do you know that Ye Gucheng's flying immortal has reached the level of a god? With just one sword, he can kill someone thousands of feet away!"
"You're just bragging. Why didn't you say it was thousands of miles away? I don't believe how powerful his swordsmanship is. You said it as if you had seen it before."
"You don't know this. Of course I have seen it! I remember that when I was searching for a path in the South China Sea, I met Lord Ye City more than once..."
"Xundao? I remember you didn't move goods on the pier over there before?"
"Don't interrupt. On the dock, isn't it like searching first and then moving the goods to the designated place? It's called finding..."
"Tch! That's nonsense. In my opinion, Ximen Chuixue is more powerful! I thought I was also a good swordsman back then. If I could practice normally, I would probably be the same as Ximen Chuixue now. It's a pity that a heavy rain ruined me. The kendo dream..."
"Have you heard? Gongsun Wulong was executed and died on Mount Wudang!"
"Isn't it rumored that Master Zhiqing of Shaolin Temple died in his hands? Could it be said that Taoist Master Chongxu solved him?"
"The specific situation is unknown, but I heard rumors that Gongsun Wulong was not killed by the Wudang sect, but another master..."
The few people talked about it with great interest, but Yan Ming was a little bored. There was no valuable information.
However, the conversation between people at the other table immediately caught his attention.
"How's it going? Are all the brothers here?"
"We've arrived, we will definitely eradicate that little bitch this time!"
"This is a poison-proofing thing I stole from the religion. It will definitely be an excellent weapon against that little bitch!"
"Are you crazy? Do you dare to steal things from the church?"
"What are you afraid of? The leader has not cared about things for many years, and no one has taken stock of these things. If you don't take them, you won't get them."
Yan Ming couldn't help but take a few more glances.
The people at the table in the corner are the strongest here, but they behave very low-key.
Ren Yingying ate another piece of meat, noticed Yan Ming's eyes looking over there, and took the initiative to speak.
"Those people are from our Sun and Moon God Sect."
Ren Yingying didn't need to remind him, Yan Ming had already seen it. On the corners of their clothes, there was a very small mark that most people wouldn't notice. It was a simplified sign of the sun and the moon superimposed, symbolizing Sun and Moon God Sect.
"Yan Baotou, do you think if I shout, will it attract more people from the Sun and Moon God Sect?" Ren Yingying asked jokingly.
"If you don't mind a few more corpses, you can give it a try."
"Tch, boring."
Ren Yingying said sweetly, but she was not prepared to reveal her identity. After all, even if they were tied together, they would probably not be able to defeat Yan Ming with one hand.
Yan Ming was too lazy to care about the feud between the Sun Moon God Sect and others. He couldn't handle it. It was nothing. Yan Ming was just about to withdraw his attention when suddenly the words spoken by several people caught his attention.
"That little bitch has broken one of his hands, and the hand is equipped with a steel claw. Let brothers be careful when the time comes."
"This is strange. How could she, a delicate woman, lose one of her hands?"
"Um?"
Yan Ming was a little surprised.
A broken hand with steel claws attached to it. Why does this image sound so familiar?
The figure of He Tieshou appeared in Yan Ming's mind, but it was strange. It should be impossible.
He Tieshou had obviously gone back to the Southern Territory, but he still saw him off in person. Calculating the time, it was absolutely impossible for He Tieshou to come back from the Southern Territory so soon.
But the image in their mouths sounds so much like He Tieshou. It is estimated that there will never be another woman in the world who is so special and can use poison.
"Is it really her?"
Yan Ming was greatly surprised.
Soon, these people finished eating, paid their bills and left.
They went out and not far away, a few more people followed them and met them. It was obvious that they had made an appointment before.
"Walk!"
Seeing that the number of people was gathered, the leader led them outside to a deserted place.
After leaving the market town here, we walked some distance and finally arrived at an open space.
This place is far away from the main road and is inaccessible. Not far away is a stone hillock with tangled trees, which is a good place for a vendetta.
"Where's the little bitch? Get out!"
Several members of the Sun Moon God Cult immediately picked up the objects in their hands as soon as they arrived nearby.
Not only did they carry weapons, one of them also opened a package on his back, took out several specially made, black and lacquered wooden sticks, and distributed them to several companions nearby.
This thing is similar to the special torch brought by Guan Qiming that Yan Ming once saw.
It is wrapped with a circle of flammable material. As long as it is lit, the smoke emitted can drive away poisonous insects, which is very effective in dealing with some poisonous cultivators.
"You little bitch, get out of here!"
"Where are you going? Could it be that you are afraid of us and have run away with your tail between your legs?"
While several people were talking about it, they heard a whistle, and a female figure appeared on the treetop not far away.
"I originally thought about getting rid of you, but now I have changed my mind."
The woman's voice revealed indifference and murderous intent, it was none other than He Tieshou!
It was indeed her!
At this time, Yan Ming was hiding in the dark and couldn't help but shake his head when he saw this scene.
Ever since they left, Yan Ming had been following behind them without anyone noticing, and now they were sure that the little bitch they were talking about was He Tieshou.
Yan Ming coughed lightly and walked out of the woods.
"Um?"
Both He Tieshou and several members of the Sun Moon God Sect looked over when they heard the sound.
"Master!"
He Tieshou's eyes suddenly lit up, and his tone was full of surprise.
"Master?"
This title made several people from the Sun Moon God Sect and Ren Yingying who followed behind look at him curiously.
No matter how you look at it, Yan Ming is so young and seems to be younger than He Tieshou. Where did the master talk about this?
"Hey, boy, are you her helper?"
One of them asked fiercely.
But Yan Ming ignored him and looked directly at He Tieshou: "Come down and explain to me why you are here?"
He Tie jumped down with his hand and said with a smile.
"Master, didn't I chase you all the way here? It's great to see you here, Master, so it saves me a lot of effort."
"Hey, let me ask you a question..."
That day, the members of the Sun Moon God Sect became impatient. When he asked, he was ignored by the other party. Yan Ming and He Tieshou started chatting one after another.
Ren Yingying's eyes fell on He Tieshou's severed hand.
Ren Yingying is not an inexperienced person. She has heard the image of He Tieshou, the leader of the Five Poison Sect, countless times.
She even thought about it in her mind. As a young woman in the evil sect, if she compared with He Tieshou, who would be better?
Now when I met him, I found that He Tieshou's appearance was not inferior to mine, and he seemed to be very familiar with Yan Ming?
The other party was very familiar with him, and he treated Yan Ming like a master, which made Ren Yingying a little confused.
Isn't Yanming a head hunter? When did he have an apprentice like He Tieshou? Where did this seniority come from?
But looking at their expressions, it didn't look like they were faking it.
For a moment, Ren Yingying had a vague desire to compare with the other party.
"His grandma, kill this kid and capture those two girls alive. Look at this girl's figure. You guys will have a great time!"
Seeing that the people of the Sun Moon God Sect were ignoring him, they were so angry that they immediately took action.
However, a voice came to them.
"What did you say?"
Next to her, before Yan Ming could deal with them, Ren Yingying took the initiative to take a step forward. Her voice was no longer as pleasant as before. Instead, she deliberately hoarse her voice and turned into an old but very recognizable voice.
"Holy... holy aunt!"
Several people from the Sun Moon God Sect opposite had obviously heard this voice, and they were suddenly frightened and looked miserable. Their legs were twisted, their hands and feet were soft, and everything in their hands fell to the ground.
How could they have imagined that the woman following Yan Ming was actually the holy aunt of the Sun and Moon God Sect! They have never seen the Holy Aunt in person, but they are very familiar with this voice!
More importantly, what they just said...
"Holy aunt, please spare your life, we, we are just talking without hesitation!"
"Then what should be done?"
Ren Yingying faced them, her usual naughtiness was gone, but her voice was full of majesty.
"us……"
The leader of the Sun Moon Cult was sweating profusely and raised his hands tremblingly, as if he was under great mental pressure.
But then he quickly pulled out his pocket knife and stuffed it into his mouth. After stirring it back and forth, his mouth was filled with blood and his tongue was cut to pieces.
When several people behind him saw this, they did the same thing, and instantly everyone had blood in their mouths.
"Well, you are smart, get out of here and never let me see you."
Several people hummed vaguely and were speechless, but judging from their voices, they probably wanted to say thank you to the Holy Aunt.
Then, they left in a mess, not even caring about the pain.
After the people left, Ren Yingying relaxed her shoulders, looked back at He Tieshou, and raised her chin as if to show off, as if she wanted to compare with her.
(End of chapter)
