"Tong Baixiong, please tell me, where are the stolen things?"

Jia Bu said with a smile on his face while avoiding Tong Baixiong's attack.

Tong Baixiong attacked him one after another, but failed to hurt him. The more panic he felt, the less organized his hands became.

"I, I said, please stop torturing me, kill me, kill me!"

The person on Tong Baixiong's side had his nose crooked and his eyes slanted, his face was ferocious, his appearance had completely changed, and he stood on the ground screaming in pain.

"The thing is hidden in the well in the yard!"

Jia Bu's eyes lit up when he heard this.

Shangguan Yun immediately called people forward and opened the manhole cover in the courtyard. When he looked inside, he could only see a pool of dark well water.

Shangguan Yun came up to take a look, then stretched out his hand and released his true energy. The well water was directly picked up from the air by the huge force, revealing some things below.

Shangguan Yun looked happy when he saw this.

Tong Baixiong was shocked when he saw this, and just wanted to stop him, but was entangled by Jia Bu.

Shangguan Yun ordered people to fish out the things inside, tore open a corner of the outer oil paper bag and looked at it. Sure enough, they were the things Tong Baixiong had stolen.

They had long expected that Tong Baixiong would not let things leave his side.

"Puff..."

A muffled sound came, and the people on Tong Baixiong's side were eliminated without any resistance.

In the courtyard, only Tong Baixiong had not surrendered, but he was pestered by Jia Bu. Outside, Shangguan Yunsang, Sanniang and others surrounded him, looking at him jokingly.

When the saint sitting on the wall saw this, she couldn't bear it a little, turned her head away, and sighed softly.

Tong Baixiong also lost his last support, and his eyes were filled with despair.

He suddenly turned back his hand and put the weapon across his neck, intending to commit suicide.

"Stop him!"

Shangguan Yun shouted anxiously, he would not allow Tong Baixiong to die so easily, he hadn't had enough fun yet.

But as soon as he finished speaking, a strong wind suddenly hit him.

Shangguan Yun only saw a figure from the corner of his eye, and before he could react, it had already floated like a ghost to the demon sect members who had just salvaged something.

"who!"

Shangguan Yun struck out with a palm without even thinking about it.

His palm skills are very powerful, and he has improved even more recently.

However, the opponent did not dodge or evade, and directly moved at high speed to catch his palm.

The palm force did not make a violent sound, but was like a stone sinking into the sea. The opponent's hand gently turned around a few times, as if he had caught something, and then pushed.

Shangguan Yun's hair and clothes suddenly flew back, and his palm turned another 180 degrees and flew towards him.

What a great move to use your strength to gain strength!

Shangguan Yun was startled, and while escaping, he advanced again.

And that figure had already arrived in front of several people in an instant, waving his sleeves, and the chests and abdomen of several demon sect members instantly sunk, and their whole bodies seemed to have turned into overripe lobsters. Their bodies were completely dislocated, blood spurted from their mouths, and they fell to the ground.

Death.

The things they had just salvaged naturally fell into the hands of the other party.

This figure is none other than Yan Ming.

Yan Ming reached out and intercepted it naturally.

He held a long sword in his hand, full of weight, and there was a faint sharpness in the sword that passed through his fingertips. It seemed that no matter how much time passed, its edge could not be concealed.

Zhenwu Sword, got it!

Yan Ming raised his hand and looked at it.

It was just a coincidence that he had just found the area based on the information he had obtained and the traces he had detected, and he happened to encounter the scene where people from the Demon Sect were looking for trouble.

You don’t have to look for this thing yourself, you can get it directly.

Yan Ming moved his eyes away from Zhenwu Sword and looked at Shangguan Yun.

He just took a package but didn't return it, and now he was rushing towards it.

"Bring the stuff!"

Yan Ming stretched out his hand flatly towards the other party.

"What a loud tone. Where did you come from? How dare you act wildly while our Holy Church is doing business..."

Shangguan Yun's words stopped abruptly, because in his eyes, Yan Ming's palm suddenly grew larger in the wind, and the powerful energy actually condensed into a shadow of sharp claws, grabbing at him.

Shangguan Yun's hair flew back again, and before he could think about it, his sharp claws suddenly sped up and grabbed him like a chicken.

"you!"

Before Shangguan Yun could say anything, his whole body cracked and exploded. His strong body-protecting Qi did not work, and he was crushed to pieces by the sharp claws. Then his body deformed directly, sinking with a bang, and his bones broke.

Embedded in other parts.

"puff!"

Shangguan Yun's mouth and nose were bleeding profusely, and he immediately lost his ability to resist.

Yan Ming grabbed it with his other hand, caught the fallen package from the air, and caught it in his hand.

Then he threw Shangguan Yun out like trash.

"boom!"

His body hit the low courtyard wall, knocking it down, and then flew for a long distance before landing and making a hole in the ground.

Yan Ming opened the package and looked overjoyed.

Under the oilcloth bag, the first book was surprisingly the Tai Chi Sutra without any water on it!

This book not only records the practice concepts of Tai Chi, but is also handwritten by Zhang Sanfeng, the founder of Wudang Sect.

Yan Ming got it and couldn't help but be very satisfied.

And all of this happens in a few breaths.

When the other demon sect members in the courtyard reacted, Shangguan Yun was already lying in the deep pit outside.

Who is this, so fierce?
Chapter completed!