The best feng shui master

Chapter 1267 Female Killing God

Long Yue's forehead was full of black lines, when had he, Long Yue, ever obeyed the law?When does Long Yue need to abide by the law?

It's not that he is arrogant, the rules of this world are made by him.Do those who make the rules follow the rules?What a joke!

It's just that, in front of Chen Yi, he really had to obey the rules, and the supernatural power of one against a thousand left an indelible impression in his heart.

"Well, I didn't say it!" Long Yue turned his face away, feeling more and more that it would not be a happy thing to return to that world.

Xiaoqian is like a demon who came out of hell's sea of ​​blood. She has a beautiful face and a hot body, but her hands are extremely fierce. She almost kills anyone she sees, regardless of male or female, regardless of age.

"Little bitch, you have eaten the heart of a bear and the guts of a leopard."

A handsome man came out, with a face similar to King Dongpeng's, especially his eyes, which were as sharp as a falcon, almost exactly the same as King Dongpeng.

He is the eldest son of King Dongpeng, named Peng Fuyao, with extraordinary talent and profound cultivation. Over the years, he has been cultivated by countless resources, and he is faintly ranking among the top three among the younger generation in this world.

But Xiaoqian is also very talented, she has more resources than him, Chen Yi has no restraint on her, and countless precious medicines are allowed to be used by her, and she can last his entire life in just over a month.

"Whoosh!"

Xiaoqian chased the Japanese knife and flew out, only taking its head.

Peng Fuyao held a silver spear in both hands, the tip of the spear was shaking, the spear blossomed, and the red tassels were blooming, and he actually blocked all the hundred sun chasing knives from the range of the spear.

Xiaoqian jumped up like a cheetah, and seeing an opportunity, she jumped in between the two gunflowers, her round and strong long legs bounced, and kicked him between his crotch with all her strength.

"hiss!"

The two men who watched the battle from a distance gasped at the same time, and subconsciously tightened their legs. They are men, and they would feel the same when facing this situation. It was too cruel.

Peng Fuyao screamed miserably, his handsome face distorted like a ghost, he shook his long spear, and struck horizontally with the barrel of the gun.

However, the Chasing Sun Knife came again, and he could only resist with a long spear again. Xiaoqian took advantage of this opportunity, stood up, clamped his neck with her legs, and swung it fiercely with scissor legs.

"Crack!"

Under the sunlight, the clear sound of bone cracking burst out through the skin and flesh, and Xiaoqian exerted all her strength to throw it flying.

Peng Fuyao hit the wall and bounced back with disbelief on his face.

how could it be possible?
This little slut's cultivation is mediocre, even inferior to some of his family's servants, how could he kill himself so cleanly?
Xiaoqian clenched her fists and made a "crack" sound, very satisfied with her performance.

She didn't practice the Promise Dao for nothing, and she didn't drink so many pills for nothing!

"You, dare to kill me, my father will not let you go!" Peng Fuyao sternly sternly, his cervical spine was twisted, the only thing left in his body that could move up and down was his mouth, and his self-confidence was also shattered. What he relied on was his father who didn't know where he was.

"Your father? Hehe, I didn't spare him! You two will meet soon." Xiaoqian sneered.

He also has times of fear and fear. Thinking back, he led people to massacre in his own home. Together with Linge, how many people in their family have been harmed. Now he is afraid?

"Impossible, my father is King Dongpeng, you little bitch is talking nonsense, just wait, my father will definitely not let you go..."

Xiaoqian raised the knife in her hand and cut off his cervical spine which was broken into countless pieces, and then kicked the head that made her feel sick.

Words can never be convincing, only facts, so she used facts to prove it to him, but whether he could see his father in hell would depend on his luck.

"Tsk tsk, the best, the best, Brother Chen, you are really the best woman!"

Long Yue sighed once again, in the values ​​of their world, Xiaoqian, who is like Shura Rakshasa, is a woman who is perfect to the extreme. Only when she is convinced by such a ruthless woman, can she have a sense of accomplishment and take care of her own territory. Also a great benefit.

"If not, I'll add another..."

Long Yue stopped talking because he saw Chen Yi's disdainful eyes.He didn't know what Chen Yi was thinking, but if it were him, he would definitely not sell such a top quality "cheap".

Xiaoqian's killings gradually slowed down, no longer killing anyone she saw, but targeting people who had nothing to do with her, and those who had participated in the massacre would show no mercy.

In fact, all along, she has not killed innocent people indiscriminately. Those who died deserved their crimes. Even if they did not participate in the massacre and plunder of her family, they had left blood debts in other places.

It can be said that this splendid palace, this huge manor, was forged with sin and fertilized with blood.

The palace is extremely luxurious, of course it is not as rich as the products on the earth, but it has the unique coldness and luxury that belongs to this world.

Horn ornaments of unicorn beasts, fur carpets of iron plow lions, beautifully polished black crystal rock tables and chairs...

She walked through several doors, through several passages, and finally met the person she was trying to save.

Her mother was standing in front of her.

At a distance of more than ten meters, they can disappear in the blink of an eye, but what stands between their mother and daughter is a cold machete.

Behind the scimitar was a man with a thin figure, handsome face, fair skin with a touch of sickness, disheveled clothes, and only wearing a pair of large linen pants.

He held the shoulder of Xiaoqian's mother Tang Yazhi with one hand, and the machete with the other, the sharp blade of the machete cut on her long neck.

Tang Yazhi is a beautiful woman, over half a century old, still charming, with a thin figure, and the big servant animal skin clothes don't fit her body well.There was water on her hands, water on her clothes, and a tattered rag in her hand.

At that time, she was working, wiping the floor spotlessly, and before she understood what happened, she was taken hostage by Peng Jiutian, the youngest son of King Dongpeng.

"Second Young Master, let my mother go, I'll give you a happy ending!" Xiaoqian said coldly.

"Go away~ damn it!"

Peng Jiutian cursed loudly, and the scimitar came closer. The cold blade had bitten through Tang Yazhi's white skin, and the bright red liquid slowly flowed out from the blood line.

He only needs to pull gently, and the life of this woman will disappear.

"Put down the knife, no, throw the chasing knife out of the window, or I'll kill this old bitch!" Second Master Peng cursed fiercely.

Xiaoqian's eyes flashed gloomy, and she wanted to do something, but she still hesitated, and she was not sure that she could save her mother before the Second Master Peng did it.

"Xiaoqian, leave me alone, kill him, kill this bastard!" Tang Yazhi roared, a woman who seemed weak, but was extremely strong, "I don't regret dying, but you have to save your brother, our Hua family The only bloodline!"

"My brother?"

Xiaoqian was taken aback. She had three younger brothers and two older brothers. Among them, two older brothers and one younger brother were slaughtered with her own eyes, and the other younger brother was also dead, although the youngest brother who was only five years old did not see them. , but she has always thought that he died under the knife.

"Yes, he's still alive..."

"boom!"

Second Master Peng threw an elbow on Tang Yazhi's shoulder, and stretched out five fingers to grab her throat, making her unable to make a sound.

"Little bitch, do you want your mother to die in front of you? Do you think I'll send someone to kill your brother right now? Hurry up and throw the sun chasing knife out, or we'll die together!"

The second son of Peng yelled fiercely, he was holding back a fire, his father was not there, he was not restrained, he was in the room fighting with two young girls, at the critical moment, there was a scream outside the door, he looked out the window , just in time to see the scene of his elder brother's tragic death.

His eldest brother's cultivation was comparable to his, and he didn't have much strength to fight back. This made the second son of Peng startled and angry, and he brought the old woman here with a move in his heart.

"I'll count to three, one, two, three..."

"Whoa!"

The Sun Chasing Knife flew out, broke the window lattice, and landed on the white jade-like smooth stone slab in the courtyard, making a crisp sound of unwillingness.

"Haha, that's right, little bitch, you mother and daughter will suffer humiliation and die!"

He pushed Tang Yazhi away, holding a scimitar, and rushed towards Xiaoqian.

He is no match for Xiaoqian who has the Sun Chaser Knife, but he is not afraid of her who is empty-handed. He is confident that he will chop off her arms before the Sun Chaser Knife comes back.

"Whoosh!"

The Sun Chasing Knife did not return, but a shiny thunderbolt with spiral patterns pierced through the wall. Like lightning, it slashed a white line and pierced into his chest in a spinning motion!

"Pfft!"

Peng Jiutian flew out, instead of soaring to the sky, but was lifted up by Lei Gongzuan's huge strength, and then fell down in embarrassment. When he landed, he found a huge hole in his chest!

"Die!"

Xiaoqian will definitely not let this opportunity go, the Sun Chasing Knife has returned to her side, turned into a torrent of metal, charged straight away, and completely killed the second son Peng.

At the moment when the second son of Peng was dying, he never figured out where did that weird-looking Thunder Kung Fu drill come from, and who was helping Xiaoqian? Could it be that his father was really dead, and some masters wanted to embezzle him? Family business?
If he knew that Chen Yi was thousands of meters away, and Lei Gongzuan, his envoy, had severely injured him, he would probably die even more.

Where can there be such a master?At this level, would he still care about his Peng family's foundation?If he wanted it, he would offer it with both hands without saying a word.

"mother!"

"My daughter's unfilial piety made you suffer!"

Xiaoqian threw herself on the ground, hugged Tang Yazhi, and burst into tears. Her mournful voice broke through the roof and spread far away.Tang Yazhi was also crying, hugging her daughter tightly, sobbing: "Good daughter, good daughter..."

The two hugged each other and cried, the bitterness and hatred for such a long time seemed to be melted into these cries...

(End of this chapter)