Ji Qianming and Yazi's father ran down from the mountain quickly. When they arrived at the village, the fire was completely out of control.

The burning beams fell from the shaking house, smashing out large swaths of smoke and dust. Then the entire house collapsed, and the raging fire ignited everything, and the rolling smoke covered the sky.

The two of them ran quickly in the village. Ji Qianming was the fastest and rushed directly into the family of Ji Zi, who was like a fireball. Ji Zi's father exclaimed and was about to risk his life to rush in, but Ji Qianming had already come out as if nothing had happened.

"Uncle, don't worry, there is no one inside." Ji Qianming quickly held down Ji Zi's father and said seriously.

When Ji Zi's father heard this, he finally breathed a sigh of relief. He could build another house if he had lost his house. If he had lost his people, he would have lost it.

"Where are they?" Ji Zi's father searched around anxiously.

Ji Qianming looked around and frowned slightly. If it were an accidental fire, it would not have spread throughout the village in such a short time. Moreover, they have been in the village for so long that they have not even seen anyone who came to put out the fire, which is very abnormal in itself.

Something happened!

Ji Qianming's eyes narrowed slightly, dispersed his spiritual sense, and covered the entire village in the blink of an eye. He raised his head and looked at the entrance of the village, with murderous intent flashing in his eyes.

The next moment, he swept across the road of burning flames like the wind and rushed towards the entrance of the village. When Ji Zi's father saw him suddenly running in that direction, he hesitated for a moment, and hurriedly followed.

Village entrance.

Dozens of village residents were gathered together, some staggered to the ground, some barely stood on the body, and more women and children were snuggling together, looking at the bodies lying in pools of blood not far away, crying loudly.

In front of them, a group of ferocious and burly bandits holding a blood-stained machete and sneered at the scene.

"Bastard! You dare to kill my man! I will fight you!!" The weak woman who was slumped on the ground and cried with her husband's body in her arms suddenly stood up and ran hysterically towards the evil bandit who killed his husband!

The evil bandit smiled, grabbed her arm with one hand, and threw it directly to the ground with a swing. He stepped heavily on her lower abdomen, and the painful sound rang out.

"Hmph, so what if I kill it? Not to mention just a few hunters, we have killed several waves of officers and soldiers!" The evil bandit licked the blood on the tip of the knife and showed a devilish smile.

"Have you snatched all the valuable things?" He turned his head and asked a subordinate beside him.

"The second leader has already snatched it all and the fire has also been lit."

The second head of the army nodded, his eyes flashed over the women and children on the ground, and a trace of obscene appeared in his eyes, "All the female captives went up the mountain to make fun of the brothers. Kill all these children and kill them to get rid of the roots."

Hearing this sentence, the simple villagers were all frightened, their faces were full of horror. They were just a group of ordinary people living their own lives. How could they have seen such a scene?

They have also heard of the names of this group of evil bandits. The mountain is far away from their village, but the people inside are extremely fierce. Even the officers and soldiers who came to suppress the bandits were killed. They are real evil ghosts on earth!

For a moment, the cry of despair, the roar of anger, and the cry of the baby were mixed together. Behind were their burning home, their dead relatives in front of them, and there were fierce butcher knives.

"You bad guys! You will all die!" Suddenly, a seven or eight-year-old boy stood up suddenly, pointed at the evil bandit in front, and shouted loudly.

"Jizi..." Jizi's mother pulled the corner of her clothes and exclaimed that she was born.

Several evil bandits looked at each other and laughed. The evil bandit he pointed at walked forward, grabbed the boy's hair, and spoke fiercely: "Little baby, tell me, how would I die?"

"Killed by my father! And my brother Ming! They are all amazing!" Ji Zi's face turned red and he struggled hard.

"Is that so powerful, you asked them to kill us! Why didn't they show up? Did you scare us all the courage to see us? Hahahaha..." The evil bandit burst into laughter arrogantly, and the next moment, his laughter came to an abrupt end.

In the burning village, a young man with a rusty sword on his back slowly walked out. His cold eyes seemed to come from the underworld, exuding a ruddy intention.

For some reason, the temperature at the entrance of the village seemed to drop a little when the young man appeared.

"Aming! Run!" When Ji Qianming saw Ji Qianming come out, Ji Zini shouted loudly.

Bang-!

A powerful palm slapped the girl in the face and slapped her to the ground. The bandit cursed and said, "I'm so irritating... Is there a fish that escapes the net? Who should I scare with a rust sword on my back? I'll kill him!"

As soon as they finished speaking, several evil bandits rushed towards Ji Qianming with machetes at the same time, with extremely ferocious expressions. They seemed to have seen the scene of this young and thin man dying under their swords. Massacre of young people was one of their fun.

Ji Qianming's eyes were withdrawn from the girl who fell to the ground, and looked at the evil bandits who rushed towards him at a very fast speed, with murderous intent flashing in his eyes!

Bang bang bang-!

Several evil bandits had just approached Ji Qianming's body. He attacked like a ghost. The blurry fist shadow made a harsh sound of breaking through the air. Only a few sounds of heavy objects falling to the ground came. The evil bandits had all fallen to the ground, bleeding from their seven orifices, and no breathing at all.

When the father of the son who was rushing to the back saw this scene, he was stunned in place.

The second headman widened his eyes and blinked a lot, confirming that this was not an illusion, with a ghost expression, "You, who are you?!"

Ji Qianming raised his foot expressionlessly, stepped over several corpses, and slowly walked towards the second head of the second head.

"Kill your people."

The reason why the Second Headmaster was able to become the Second Headmaster was a little sensible. In the blink of an eye, even the master could not do it. The combined number of people was probably not enough for others to hit him with one fist!

Feeling the murderous intent coming to his face, the second head of the family's scalp was numb, and then he turned around and ran backwards, "You, wait for me! If you kill the people from our Heilong Village, don't think you will have a good life! When we bring in reinforcements, it will be your death date! Brothers, withdraw!"

Several other evil bandits were also scared by Ji Qianming's move. When they heard the second leader speak, they turned around and ran back without any hesitation, turned over and rode on their horses, and galloped away.

Ji Qianming looked at this scene quietly, reached out to hold the hilt of the rusty sword, and slowly pulled it out...

"This time, if you don't take action, I won't forgive you..." Ji Qianming murmured at the rusty sword in his hand.

He set his eyes on the evil bandits who had almost disappeared from his sight. The rusty sword in his hand buzzed slightly. He raised the sword in his hand and hung it in mid-air.

In an instant, in Ji Qianming's eyes, threads rose from the evil bandits in the distance, extending infinitely, complex, but with traces to follow...

When he lowered his head again, the rusty sword in his palm had disappeared, and replaced by a translucent pattern.
Chapter completed!