Immortal Emperor returns to be a grandpa

Chapter 268 The prince and general, rather have a kind

"You...do you think you can really destroy the Boling Cui clan? I, the Boling Cui clan, have experienced countless hardships since Cui Guangping's generation, but they have all been reborn from destruction time and time again, and this time is no exception." Cui Tan's The voice was tragic, but also firm.

Their Boling Cui clan perished this time because of the Sword Emperor.The Sword Emperor will definitely help the Boling Cui Clan rise again.

And Wu Tian, ​​who heard this, smiled coldly: "With me, the Boling Cui family, there will be no day of resurgence."

After finishing speaking, Wu Tian suddenly waved his hand again: "Kill!"

The men in the iron mask all headed towards Cui Tan.

Cui Tan snorted, he also practiced martial arts, he is not an ordinary urban old man, he immediately confronted the man in the iron mask, but he was not weak.

Cui Tan said disdainfully: "These servants of the Cui family in Qinghe, where are my opponents, they are not worthy of killing me."

"Wu Tian, ​​if you want to kill me, you should do it yourself."

"The land in the south is destined to regard you as king, and if I die in your hands, I will die a worthy death, not a humiliation."

After finishing speaking, Cui Tan continued to punch again,
fierce,

overbearing,
The men in the iron mask who were beating around Cui Tan were immediately punched and flew backwards, blood spurted out, and the men in the iron mask fell to the ground.

Cui Tan stood up straight, smiled, and looked directly at Wu Tian: "You can do it yourself, I don't want to die at the hands of a group of slaves. Let me see what you Wu Tian are capable of."

The men in the iron mask stood up one by one, looking at Wu Tian with guilty eyes.

They didn't expect that the old man of the Boling Cui family was not a scumbag, but a half-step innate character.

The man in the iron mask was carefully trained by the Qinghe Cui family.But there is no chance of winning against the first half of Xiantian.

Cui Chong was also slightly taken aback, not wanting to think of himself as an old enemy, who had also practiced his martial arts in secret, "Mr. Wu Tian, ​​only you can deal with him here, it seems that you are the only one to make a move."

Hearing this, Wu Tian shook his head, and said disdainfully: "He thinks the man in the iron mask is not qualified to kill him, he wants to die in my hands? However, in my opinion"

"He doesn't deserve to die at my hands."

Wu Tian paused every word, and in the words, the domineering side leaked: "You guys continue."

The man in the iron mask was stunned, they couldn't beat Cui Tan, but Wu Tian still told them to continue?

Why is this?

After being puzzled, the man in the iron mask continued to kill Cui Tan.

Cui Tan sneered: "It's useless, it's useless, Wu Tian, ​​I think you should do it yourself."

He shot again, wanting to completely maim these iron-masked men, he wanted to let Wu Tian know that he had to do it himself.

How could he, the majestic patriarch of the Boling Cui clan, die at the hands of ordinary people?

He shot, but suddenly, Cui Tan felt something, he felt that a mountain was pressing on his body, his fist slowed down,
The people in the iron mask saw that there was an opportunity to take advantage of it, and they rushed to take action.

"No!" Cui Tan panicked,
But it was too difficult for him to resist, he only felt that his body was heavy,

next moment,
The man in the iron mask was already punching and kicking him,
"what!"

Cui Tan's nose was bruised and his face was swollen after punching and kicking.

"Why did this happen? As a member of the Cui family in Boling, how could I die at the hands of a group of slaves?" Cui Tan, who fell to the ground, looked unwilling, raised his head reluctantly, stared at Wu Tian, ​​and begged, gritted his teeth: "Please come and kill me, I am willing to die in the hands of you, a dragon among men, rather than in the hands of a group of dog slaves."

When the people in the iron mask heard this, they all clenched their fists and their veins stood out.

dog minion?
Do you mean us?
Why do you say that about us?
We are human too!
What is the difference between us?Why do you call me a dog minion?

Apart from your background, what are you better than us?

If the starting line is the same, what are you?
Wu Tian glanced at the iron-masked people, he could feel the unwillingness of these iron-masked people,
Cui Chong did not speak for the iron masked people.Because the distinction between superiority and inferiority has long been deeply ingrained in the eyes of family members.

But from Wu Tian's point of view, this has never been the case.The so-called princes and generals, would you rather have a kind?

Wu Tiandao: "Go and kill him."

The iron masked people are happy.

"No, it can't be like this."

"Even if Bao Zheng kills people, he will be divided into dragon head, tiger head, and dog head! They are not worthy of killing me."

Cui Tan is going crazy right now.

He can't die at the hands of inferior people, he was born in the Boling Cui family, which is a noble clan.

How could he be killed by inferior people?

Wu Tian looked at the crazy Cui Tan and expressed his incomprehension.

He is about to die, who kills him, is there such a big difference?
Wu Tian never thought Cui Tan, where is the nobility?

Wu Tian looked at the man in the iron mask. The man in the iron mask didn't come forward at the moment, and they were also hesitated by Cui Tan's words.

"If you can't even look down on yourself, who else can look down on you?" Wu Tian said coldly.

The people in the iron mask were awakened by Wu Tian's words.

Yes, although we are subordinates,
But not dogs!

We are not dog minions.

We are not inferior to others.

The men in the iron mask rushed towards Cui Tan one by one.

Choi talks about despair, fear.He wanted to say something, but it was too late, the man in the iron mask was ruthless in his fists, and his feet were even more cold-blooded.

Punch and kick,

Blood rush!

Cui Tan, pawn!

He can't die with peace in his eyes, he, a member of the Cui family of Boling, was beaten to death by a dog slave!

He was beaten to death by the inferior people, even if he died, he refused to accept it.

Late at night, after four o'clock.

Longjing, on the big ship,

The Sword Emperor looked at the sword in his hand. This sword was cast by a famous craftsman in modern times, but it was still neither Kong Zhouzhou's sword nor Ou Yezi's.
Thinking of this, the Sword Emperor snorted, and he swung the sword in his hand first, the sword was like a swimming dragon, flying with his right hand,
sword,
In the hands of the Sword Emperor, it is as dexterous as the sword emperor's own arm.

The sword energy, the sword light, appeared very bright in the black.It wasn't until the last sword dance that he let out a sigh of relief.

Looking at the sword in his hand again.

"Old buddy, old buddy, since I practiced swordsmanship at the age of seven, you have always been with me."

"But this time, I don't need you for the sword competition. I want to say sorry to you."

"The opponent is using Guiche, and you, who are unknown, how can you compete with Guiche?"

"Goodbye, old friend." After speaking, he threw the sword in his hand into the sea.

What he was waiting for now was Kong Zhouzhou's sword.He is also confident that the battle between him and Fusang Juggernaut must be the most exciting battle in hundreds of years.

The sword emperor, the battle of the sword master.

The Sword Emperor chose the location on the top of the Forbidden City, which is the place of the head of state.

At this moment, the sword servants brought two girls over.

"Who are they?" Sword Emperor asked lightly.

"Boling Cui family, Cui Tan's two granddaughters." Sword Attendant said.

Those two girls looked at the Sword Emperor adoringly, they remembered very clearly that when their grandfather sent them away, he said that the Sword Emperor would take care of them like relatives.

Let them follow Sword Emperor with peace of mind.

(End of this chapter)