The rebirth of the ancient sword fairy in Gaowu City

Chapter 43 Hit the Door
Song Qiuchen walked in the sky, ignoring the horrified gazes of everyone on the ground.

"Look, that man is flying!"

"Is it a hero?"

"This world is changing so fast." Many people raised their heads, staring blankly at the sky, talking a lot.

"This flying man looks familiar."

In the distance, Tian Shuhua bought groceries and was about to go home when she saw the figure disappearing from the sky and murmured.

At this time, Song Qiuchen, who was walking through the air, couldn't restrain the monstrous killing intent in his heart.

Just because Song Qiuchen saved Aiyisha, Diyangmen wanted to kill his whole family.

This was rare in Song Qiuchen's previous life. At that time, immortal cultivators hated each other and rarely harmed each other's relatives, especially mortal relatives.

"Consultant Song, what, are you going to destroy the Diyang Gate?"

When Wang Liangcai received a call from Song Qiuchen, he was terrified.

"Diyangmen is a representative sect of the Martial Arts Sect. Are you going to destroy him?" Wang Liangcai and Mr. Hu immediately felt the seriousness of the situation. Song Qiuchen was already a member of the Martial Arts Bureau, which might cause some kind of chain reaction. reaction.

It caused a great shock in the martial arts world.

"No matter who it is, no matter what its background is, if you dare to touch my family, even if it's just a plan, then there is no need to exist in this world." Song Qiuchen's flat voice on the phone made Wang Liangcai and Mr. Hu on the other end of the phone feel chills in their hearts .

The family members are Song Qiuchen's backs, no one can touch them!Even if you want to touch it, you have to bear his anger.

Wang Liangcai put down the phone with a heavy expression on his face.

"Consultant Song, it's the best of humanity to inform us." Mr. Hu sighed beside him.

"Not only that, he asked us to do multiple-choice questions." Wang Liangcai said seriously.

There is a choice between continuing to appease Diyangmen or supporting Song Qiuchen.

It all depends on the attitude of the Weapons Control Bureau.

The Armed Forces Control Bureau can completely treat this as Song Qiuchen's personal grievance and ignore it.

After almost hesitating for a moment, Wang Liangcai has already made a decision.

"Immediately report to the General Administration, and apply for the distribution of various parts of Diyangmen, and carry out strict monitoring. If the situation changes, we will immediately ban it."

"At the same time, we mobilized personnel to protect Consultant Song's parents 24 hours a day."

The expression on his face flickered in the light.

When Mr. Hu heard this, he immediately realized something.

In fact, the General Administration has long been unable to bear the unruly Guwu sect represented by Diyangmen, and this time is an opportunity.

An opportunity to scare the chickens and monkeys.

However, everything depends on Song Qiuchen.

If he can destroy the opponent's highest combat power, then the Armed Forces Control Bureau will push the boat smoothly, otherwise Song Qiuchen's parents will be saved at most.

At this time, Song Qiuchen's face was icy cold, and he released the flying sword, flying with the sword high in the sky.

In this case, the speed will be faster.

According to the news obtained by Soul Search.

Aisha has been captured by Diyangmen.

Eyes may be poached at any time.

Another important reason is his family situation and address. Those two people have just found out, and they haven't had time to report it to the sect.

Take advantage of this time to solve it together, otherwise the night will be long and dreamy.

Donghua Country, somewhere in Anming Province.

Inside a vast classical manor, brightly lit, it looks eerie and eerie.

"Young master, luckily you did not disgrace your life."

The greasy middle-aged man in a suit and leather shoes reported.

After he found out Aisha's whereabouts and captured her, he sent her to the young master's private house thousands of miles away overnight.

"Old Wu, you did a good job." The pale young man above him was the young sect master of Diyang Sect, Hong Tianhuai.

"Serving the young master is the unshirkable responsibility of the subordinates." The oily middle-aged man's expression brightened.

"Young master, something happened when Ai Yisha and old man Ai Shi were being arrested." The man in black on the other side hesitated.

"It seems that they have a defensive magic weapon on them."

"For the first time, it actually blocked our attack."

"It was hard to catch Aisha again."

"I don't know which expert gave it to me." The man in black felt that it was necessary to report this matter.

"Defensive magic weapon?" Hong Tianhuai narrowed his eyes.

With the revival of heaven and earth spiritual energy, various extraordinary techniques appeared one after another, so he didn't think it was too strange.

"It doesn't matter who he is, God's eyes are determined to win."

"Grafted with God's eyes, with this young master's aptitude, his cultivation has skyrocketed, and he is still afraid of some kind of expert."

Hong Tianhuai sneered.

What's more, with the God's Eye, he can practice the God's Eye technique, which is an immortal technique, and he is not afraid of any expert, even the immortal master from that place.

"By the way, where's that daring kid?" Hong Tianhuai thought of something.

"Duan Wu and Canglang have traced his whereabouts, and probably killed his whole family."

The oily middle-aged man reports.

They didn't think that the mysterious defensive weapon would be given by this high school boy.

"Okay, it's not too late."

"Start grafting God Eyes now." Hong Tianhuai nodded with satisfaction, and stood up slowly.

But at this moment...

With a bang.

There was a flash of fire outside the manor, mixed with the miserable howls of the guarding disciples.

what happened?

The three people in the house were shocked.

Immediately afterwards, there was another bang, and the door was directly shattered.

A figure in white, with his hands behind his back, stepped in slowly.

"It's you!" The oily-headed middle-aged man is the helmsman of Diyangmen Pingkang sub-rudder, Wu Laoliu.

He had seen Song Qiuchen's photo and recognized him immediately.

"How did you find this place?"

Wu Laoliu asked in amazement.

"Are you that bullshit young master?" It was Song Qiuchen who came, and he ignored Wu Laoliu, but looked at Hong Tianhuai who was above him with a half-smile.

He quickly saw that the other party's eyes were pale and lifeless, obviously they hadn't been grafted with Holy Spirit Eyes yet.

In the next second, his consciousness discovered that in the basement of the manor, Aisha passed out on the ground.

With a sigh of relief in my heart, I caught up.

"Heaven has a way, you don't go, hell has no way, you just come." Hong Tianhuai had already guessed the other party's identity, although he was a little puzzled, he didn't take it to heart.

"Kill him!" Hong Tianhuai ordered.

More than a dozen men in black came from all over the manor, all warriors, and their cultivation bases were not low.

All of them are inner breath warriors!
All of a sudden, everyone was holding alloy long swords and long knives, and they all flew towards Song Qiuchen like beasts.

However, bang bang bang!
Only a series of muffled sounds could be heard one after another. It was the sound of human bones and organs bursting.

Song Qiuchen's figure shuttled like lightning.

More than a dozen big men in black were beaten to pieces and died tragically on the spot.

Most of these people are third-rank warriors, but none of them can take a punch from Song Qiuchen.

But in just a few breaths, he was killed completely.

For a time, the entire manor was littered with corpses and blood flowed like rivers.

"Bold boy!"

Wu Laoliu and the man in black jumped up high in shock.

With one knife and one sword, powerful air blades burst out, attacking Song Qiuchen from left to right!

(End of this chapter)