Ye Ziheng solves a warrior in the middle of the second grade easily. This scene falls into the eyes of the warrior beside him. The warrior immediately scares a spirit, quickly backs away for five or six meters, and pulls away from ye Ziheng.

"No! incorrect! Your cultivation is not the first stage of the second grade! "

The warrior pointed to ye Ziheng and cried out in horror, his body seemed to tremble.

Ye Ziheng didn't answer him, just looked at him, and then approached him step by step.

Seeing this, the warrior quickly raised his hand and waved.

"No, you misunderstood. It has nothing to do with me. Yang Di and Yang Huo asked me to do it. If you want to kill them, go kill them!"

The warrior roared and retreated. His face was filled with fear.

But the warrior has seen ye Ziheng's face. How could ye Ziheng let him go so easily? Taking advantage of the warrior's panic, he rushed over and then cut off with a sword.

When the warrior saw this, he immediately raised his hand and tried to block it, but how could the human body block the power of four magic weapons? Only when the cold wing sword fell on the man's arm, the man's arm was immediately split, and the smooth cutting place was still covered with a thin layer of ice cream.

"Ah!"

He shouted, holding his other hand to watch his severed arm, his face full of fear.

"No, please. There are children and old people in my family. Everyone is counting on me to support them. Please let me go!"

He begged for mercy. Tears even began to fall from his eyes, which touched ye Ziheng.

Seeing ye Ziheng's sword seems to hesitate for a moment, he immediately thinks of something and holds ye Ziheng's leg with his remaining arm.

"My family also has my parents and my wife and daughter. My daughter is only 5 years old this year. He is so young. He can't live without me or my father. If I die, who will pay my daughter tuition, who will honor my parents, who will take care of my family? I beg you. Let me go. I promise that I will repay you for being a good ox or a horse in the future."

Ye Ziheng was moved by him for a while. The sword in his hand was loose. At last, he took a deep breath and looked at the warrior.

"Get out of here, but remember, you don't see anything today. Don't tell anyone."

As soon as the warrior heard this, his tears stopped flowing, the color of pain on his face disappeared, showing a happy color, and then kowtowed to ye Ziheng.

"I remember, thank you, thank you."

Ye Ziheng did not care for him, but walked towards the second floor.

The warrior saw this scene, without any hesitation, holding his severed arm and ran away in a panic.

……

In a simple hut on the second floor, Lin Ya sat on a bed, her hands tied behind her, facing Yang Huo in front of her, with a trace of anger on her face.

"Ha ha, it's so messy outside. It seems that ye Ziheng's boy has come here."

Yang Huo faces Lin ya, who is sitting on the bed, with a cruel smile on his face.

"He's a warrior. If you've killed someone, aren't you afraid that he will come and kill you?"

Lin Ya said coldly, without concealing the anger in her eyes.

"Oh, you seem to know a lot of things."

Yang Huo said, put a hand on Lin Ya's face, Lin Ya suddenly turned around and looked at Yang Huo with disgust.

Seeing this scene, Yang Huo was annoyed and slapped Lin Ya in the face directly.

"Pa!"

"Grass! You should take a good attitude to me. Now your life is in my hands. Don't be shameless, or I will throw you out to a dozen people after I finish playing with you today! "

Yang Huo unbridled said that the expression on his face should be more arrogant.