The Peng Yao took the little boy's jaw and nodded slightly, then retreated to a place not far away. At this moment, a guy named "Guo Liang" next to him asked softly: "Old Jing, what's the use of this little doll? In my opinion, strangle it to death. 『81┡                                                                                      �

"Bah, useless waste. This little baby lives in Sangzhu Village. As long as this baby is in hand, we can easily call us to open the gate of Sangzhu Village. Then, rush in directly, how convenient is it!"

After saying this, Old Jing glanced at the baby who was dozing in his arms, and two cold lights burst out in his eyes, and then whispered: "At that time, I will personally smash this little thing to death, hehehe, that's a pleasure."

After saying this, the accomplices around them all showed a feeling of unbearableness. They all felt that Mr. Jing was simply not an individual, but a cold-blooded madman. If you do things under such a madman, you might offend him at any time, and then you will die without a burial place.

At this time, everyone began to give in, but under the power of Mr. Jing, someone said in his heart: "Ding Liang and the three of them had probably escaped long ago. If they had known this, we would have followed him. Why should we stay trembling with this old demon? It's chilling!"

His eyes suddenly turned, and Guo Liang said again: "Hu Dahu Er and the others followed Zhang Mou for so long and haven't come back yet. Should we wait?"

"No need, the two of them are very good at it. I believe they will catch up soon." Mr. Jing waved his hand at this time, and he said in a deep voice: "What we have to do is to seize the time to attack Sangzhu Village and 'clean up' all the people inside. By then, my son... Hu Da Hu Er and the others will come back."

When he said this, Mr. Jing was a little absent-minded and almost told the story of the Hu brothers being his own son. Suddenly, the old guy suddenly felt his heart beating "pull, thump" and Mr. Jing muttered to himself: "Strange thing, is there really something wrong with the two brothers?"

After all, it was the nature of father and son to connect with each other. At this time, Jing Dajinger had already died in the hands of Guan Heng and the Sixth Ghost. At this moment, Guan Heng had already hidden himself and sneaked to the side of the group, but he also saw Peng Yao holding a child in his hand.

Seeing this scene, Guan Heng's heart suddenly skipped a beat: "Oh no, that child is like a hostage. If I act rashly, the other party will be a cruel person who kills people without blinking. As long as they move their fingers a little, the little baby will definitely die. What should I do?"

While Guan Heng was thinking about countermeasures, Mr. Jing and his group started to set off again. At this moment, they were only seven or eight miles away from Sangzhu Village.

Because he did not come up with an emergency response, Guan Heng had no choice but to continue to follow the group of people to take the opportunity to start. Fortunately, the man named Peng Yao carefully held the boy, for fear of waking up the sleeping child, so he subconsciously walked slowly and slowly.

"This is a good opportunity that cannot be missed." Guan Hengyan saw that Peng Yao was three or four feet away from the person closest to him, and immediately touched him. At the same time, the six ghosts suddenly turned into small soul shadows and followed him.

Even Guan Heng himself did not realize that while he was highly concentrated, a solemn aura that was almost the same as the surrounding soil was emitting from his body.

At that moment, he had already "assimilated" with the nearby earthy aura, and the other party could not feel any dynamics of Guan Heng's existence. This was the effect of integrating into the "Breath of the Houtu God" in Guan Heng's body.

Suddenly, Guan Heng's body moved and suddenly rushed out of the hiding grass nest. Peng Yao, who was holding the child, never expected that someone would dare to attack him at a distance of a distance. What was even more incredible was that he did not realize the other party's existence.

"Bang bang-puff-swish-swish-swish!!"

Because he was afraid that Peng Yao would hurt the child, Guan Heng and Liu Yigui took action at the same time, they all did their best without hesitation. The Green Qi Palm Sword slashed with the Six Yigui instantly surrounded him. Peng Yao first fell to the ground with his arms, and then his body was torn apart in a blink of an eye!

Guan Heng's Qingqi Palm Knife was to cut off the opponent's arm and then snatch the little boy. This strategy was undoubtedly successful. When Guan Heng hugged the child with one arm, Peng Yao's screams rang out at the same time. Only then did Mr. Jing and his men realize that someone was messing around behind him.

"Who is it?" Old Jing's body movement was the fastest, and he had already rushed towards Guan Heng, who had just snatched the child in the flash. Guan Heng sneered at this moment, and suddenly threw two bags on his waist at Old Jing, and shouted: "Your good son is here--"

"call!"

"Bang!" Seeing Guan Heng throwing a pair of black things over, Jing Lao thought it was a hidden weapon, so he suddenly came out with his fists and immediately smashed the things in the bag. But at this moment, Guan Heng's words also came into his ears: "Your good son..."

"Uhhhh--" Old Jing saw the red and white things stained with his hands when he smashed the bag, and then realized that his two sons had died in each other's hands. He had just broken Jing Da and Jing Er's head with his own hands!

"My son!! You died so miserably-"

"Puff--" Thinking of his son's death and his skull that was shattered by himself, even though Mr. Jing couldn't hold back his blood and spurt out in his heart. His body shook twice, shaking twice, and almost fell to the ground.

Immediately afterwards, grief was replaced by infinite high anger. Old Jing yelled: "I want to tear you apart and pay for my son's life ah ah--"

"I killed two little beasts who slaughtered the village and destroyed the village, and there was only one old beast that was not killed!" Guan Heng laughed at this time, with endless sarcasm in his words: "Old guy, you didn't blink at all. Do you feel distressed if you died two miscellaneous sons?"

"Stop talking nonsense, everyone kills me with me-" Although Mr. Jing was furious at this time, he also realized that the other party could kill two sons of a strong man in the red realm. It was definitely not as simple as an ordinary green-qi powerhouse on the surface. So in order to test Guan Heng's strength, everyone was besieged. This is the cunning point of the old fox.

But at this moment, Guan Heng suddenly threw the little boy into the air, then roared in a low voice: "Am I Ghost Wind Circle, I'm here--"

In an instant, the five ghosts suddenly danced in the air and swept the ghost wind in the black circle. At this time, someone exclaimed: "It's those ghosts, Ding, Ding Liang must have... died in the hands of this kid!"

As soon as this man finished speaking, his steps around the people who came forward were slowing down. But at this moment, Guan Heng had already let the big ghost wrap the little boy in the ghost wind and rushed back to Sangzhu Village a few miles away to bring reinforcements, while he himself took off a snow bow like lightning.

He said it quickly, and then he saw that his subordinates refused to come forward and fought desperately, Old Jing was furious. He suddenly rushed forward and fisted to smash the spine of one of his subordinates: "Those who retreated in the face of battle will die!"
Chapter completed!