Wrecked Sword Striking the Heaven

Zifeng pinched the joints of his hands, but he couldn't move. He forced himself to be calm, otherwise he couldn't do anything, but would harm his family.

Wu Tianjie, Zifeng's grandfather came out of the crowd, came to the field and said, "the master, I have paid the money of Wujia villa this quarter. I don't know what it means to mobilize the public and catch the old, weak, women and children of Wujia villa today?"

It's Qingyun stronghold, which is notorious in Qingyun town but frightening to mention. Qingyun stronghold is the largest local bandit gang. Standing in front of it are the three masters of Qingyun stronghold: the three masters with a ferocious face on the left, formerly named Niu Zhuang, known as the ox demon king. The man in black on the right is the second leader. The information is unknown. He is called ghost face. Standing in the middle is the leader of Qingyun stronghold and the only think tank of Qingyun stronghold. Ping Yixiu is called a cold faced scholar. Now the three people gather together, and the Wujia villa is in danger.

"What did Master Wu say? We are guests from a long distance. The master said that we arrest people. Isn't it bad the harmony between us?" Ping Yixiu said faintly.

The ox demon king said to him, "even if I come from a long way, you don't treat me well. It's a sunny day, but I'm dead. " Then he grinned.

Wu Haoran was a violent temper. He couldn't help scolding: "shameless things, lying is like farting. Don't you know what you do? Just tell me what you want. If you have seed, let the people go first. Let's fight alone." Wu Hai glared at Wu Haoran and motioned him to roll back.

But the Bull Demon King on the other side refused: "shit, who doesn't have seed? Come on, I'll fight with you for 300 rounds and beat you to death." With that, he was about to rush up, but he was stopped by Ping Yixiu. He caught fire in his nest and looked at Wu Haoran fiercely.

"Now that you're here. A brother speaks quickly, so Ping will no longer hide it, and the old owner knows it. How difficult it is to run a family these days, and I am powerless to have such a big foundation as Qingyun stronghold. I'm a little short of money for a few days. Why don't you come to Wujiazhuang to borrow some money? We'll get through this crisis first and then return it when the capital turns around. What do you think, old master? " Ping Yixiu's words have just ended,

The bandits in the back burst open the pot and shouted one by one: just borrow some money and return it after a period of time. Obviously, such an excuse has been used more than once.

The people of the Wu family are all sullen: This is what these despicable people can say. Borrow money, borrow money. Half of the income of Wujia village is taken away by these damn bastards every year. Now they are not satisfied and rob again. How can people live.

Wu Tianjie's complexion remained unchanged, and he looked deeply convinced: "the master is right." After listening, the radian of the corners of the mouth gradually expanded.

"Yes, it's really not easy to run a family. Hundreds of people in Wujia village are waiting for dinner every day. I'm restless every day. There was a rainstorm a few days ago, and several houses collapsed, but the family has no money to repair. I don't show my eyebrows all day, old man. Now that I'm in charge of the family, I'd better give relief to Wujia village for a while. When the funds return, I'll return them. How about it?"

Ping Yixiu's rising radian in the corner of his mouth could not help but stagnate, and his face was a little bad: "I've always been the only one to ask for money from others. Today, your little Wujiazhuang dared to do so. It's really a toast and no punishment. Is it easy to bully me as a cold faced scholar? If you don't take out 100000 Xuanshi for me today, I'll wash the Wu family villa with blood. You see what you do, old master. " Then he looked at Wu Tianjie in his spare time.

The Wu family was stunned at once, 100000 Xuanshi. But I paid twice as much as before. Where can I find so much money. Don't you want the life of the Wu family. Wu Feihong couldn't see it anymore: "Ping Yixiu, 100000 Xuanshi, you know this is almost a year's income of our Wujia villa. Where can I find the money? Do you want to rob it? "

Zifeng was surprised when he lay on the roof. Would it be so simple.

"If not, it's OK to use blood." The ghost's face, which had been silent, seemed to be covered with a thick smell of blood in his gloomy words, and the sun seemed to lose a lot of color. A dark wind blew silently on the field, and Zifeng couldn't help but set off a burst of cold in his heart.

Wu Feihong's face turned red. As the owner of the house, he was very angry. After years of hard work, the situation that has finally stabilized is now going to be broken. The damn robbers of Qingyun stronghold sneaked around behind the manor and kidnapped a group of women and children to threaten them, which suddenly lost the original situation.

Wu Feihong didn't dare to act rashly. He didn't have 100000 Xuanshi. However, once he handed it over, the life of Wu family villa would be embarrassed. What's more, will these robbers end so easily when they get the sweetness.

Ziyan's father, Wu Feiming, looked at his father and his brother, and didn't know what to say. His eyes stayed on Ziyan and they didn't feel bright. He walked forward with a cold face: "Ping Yixiu, you dare to move a person, just wait to collect the body for Qingyun stronghold."

"Collect the body, by you? Joke, I don't pay attention to a Wuzong intermediate. " Ping Yixiu looked at Wu Feiming with a sneer.

"Do you know who you kidnapped now? Hum, you dare to move the granddaughter of the head of Qingyun town. If the old man knows, can Qingyun stronghold still exist?" Wu Feiming felt a cold sweat in his heart. He was gambling on his daughter's life. If Ping Yixiu was afraid of it, Ziyan would bear the brunt.

Ping Yixiu's face looked a little unnatural. The old man Lin xuanxi's temper has been heard all over Qingyun town. If he is not angry, he will turn the sky. If one is accidentally known by the old man. It's no joke. Ping Yixiu almost forgot Wu Feiming's wife.

But now that he's here, he still needs to collect what should be collected, but the way may have to be changed. Thinking of this, Ping Yixiu immediately smiled and said to the people in the opposite Wujiazhuang: "how can ping move the old town master's family? You misunderstand. Come on, let the old town master's granddaughter go."

Wu Feiming and his father, brother, just heard Ping Yixiu's words and thought things had changed. Unexpectedly, Ping Yixiu still didn't give up. He was determined to make Wu family villa pay the price. However, Wu Tianjie caught Ping Yixiu's concern: "big boss, you know the relationship between our Wu family villa and the head of Qingyun town. Don't you beat him in the face in this way?"

Ping Yixiu knew what Wu Tianjie was thinking, but he was also very human. He had an idea: "the old master joked. No matter how bold Ping is, he won't touch the town master's penny. Now he's only coming to Wu family villa to borrow some money. Let's give you a fair chance. We'll give three people each except the master, Three sets and two wins. If you win, Ping has no two words, let go immediately. Once I exposed it. What do you think, old master? "

As soon as he said this, everyone in the Wu family was moved. Wu Feiming arranges Ziyan to the back, but Ziyan obviously doesn't want to leave. She looks at Xin'er on the opposite side and doesn't move. Wu Zifeng looks at Ziyan and sighs. Ziyan grew up with Xin'er and has deep feelings. He can only be controlled by Ziyan.

Wu Tianjie pondered for a moment. Although he knew that Ping Yixiu would not be kind, there was no good way so far. Maybe this is the best solution, but Wu Feichen is not here. If Sanzi is there, the odds of winning will be much greater.

Now, in addition to Wu Feihong, there are only Wu Feiming and Wu Haoran. Wu Hai, as his own servant, although his realm is not low, he was injured and difficult to fight.

Wu Tianjie's eyes swam through the crowd, fixed on Ziming, stroked his beard, and made a decision: "the proposal of the big leader is really attractive, but it's too monotonous for the younger generation to fight. How about letting the younger generation in a game?"

When Wu Ziming heard this, his face suddenly became dignified. His mother was in each other's hands, and he was also angry. He wanted to rush up and tear each other. However, Ziming was originally strong outside but strong in the middle. In the face of the fierce people in front of him, he was more and more afraid. Now grandpa wants to fight by himself, he can't help sweating, and he didn't even notice his father's encouraging eyes.

"Oh? Since the old master said so, it would be better for Ping to obey orders. " There is indeed a demon boy beside Pingyi Xiushen who is trying to train him. Unfortunately, Wu Tianjie puts forward that Pingyi Xiushen is eager to promise him. Unexpectedly, another demon is lurking.

Then they all retreated and cleared a space. Before Ping Yixiu could speak, the ox demon jumped out and said, "just now, I asked the noisy bastard to come out and die. I want your life today." Wu Haoran took a look at Wu Tianjie and his father, and walked up slowly at their instigation. They didn't have any nonsense. They both held a breath in their hearts and began to collide with each other as soon as they came on the stage.

The same tall, powerful and clanking iron bones make a violent dull sound like Mars hitting the earth. After a short separation, you punched and I kicked, and the two sides were almost defenseless. When you punched the meat, there was a splash of blood and flesh, and the people present were cold.

"Hiss. The people in Wujia villa are too fierce. Even Lord Niu can parry. This is so fucking hot. " The robber talked a lot.

The people in Wujiazhuang are also boiling, especially those teenagers, who have been trained by Wu Haoran before and have never seen him fight. Now, they are stunned by the wild fight. They pull their necks and stare at each detail. Among the people detained in the Wu family, Wu Xin'er's tears haven't dried yet. Bai Yihan holds Xin'er tightly and sees Zifeng's anger boiling in his heart.

The ox demon king shouted: "happy, I like it. Look at my fierce fist." After that, the fist suddenly became big, and the whole fist was red, like the blood crazy python.

Wu Haoran was not stupid either. He dodged and took a few steps back. The "tiger roaring fist" spread and greeted him. The scene was even hotter for a moment. The strength of the fist was fierce, and the people who were shocked were flustered.

After dozens of rounds, their clothes had been torn, scarred and bloodstained. Two people have a tacit understanding of the separation, ferocious looking at each other, and then it's time to win or lose. The atmosphere on the court was also suppressed, and even the people's breathing was heavy. The momentum of both sides kept rising. Wu Haoran roared, "the tiger roared through the mountain", and his vitality rolled like a tiger out of the mountain. His vitality turned into a startling roar and roared towards the Bull Demon King. At the same time, the ox demon king, with a move of "blazing and splitting the ground", also rolled up the evil spirit, and the thunder rushed up.

"Boom" the whole Wujiazhuang seemed to be shaking. A strong wind spread in the field, and a strong blow hit the onlookers. The dust was flying, but the people didn't care at all. They all looked at the center of the field, and soon the dust and smoke dispersed. Wu Haoran and Niu demon king stood straight and stared at each other.

Wu Haoran's eyes were calm and said faintly, "you've lost!", The ox demon king slowly spilled a trace of blood from the corner of his mouth. Although he was unwilling, his body could not help but fall to the ground slowly. The people in Wujiazhuang immediately cheered and jumped, and Zifeng also showed a happy face.

And Pingyi shaving color has no panic. Zifeng was puzzled. Was he so sure. He can't help but think about it. The second game has begun. The ghost faced the second Uncle Wu Feiming. Before, Niu demon king and Wu Haoran were the early stage of Wuzong. Now wufeiming is the middle stage of Wuzong. There should be no big problem. Zifeng thought, but he was still uneasy. The ghost always gave him a feeling of danger and made him very uncomfortable.

Sure enough, as soon as the ghost face came on the stage and waved with both hands, the field suddenly darkened, and the second uncle and the ghost face disappeared. The onlookers could only hear the sound of the Yin wind howling. In addition, there was no other movement, and the field was silent for a while. Wu Tianjie looked at Wu Hai suspiciously and looked worried at a glance.

Wu Feiming is hard to say. As soon as the two sides fight, they fall into passivity. The ghost's figure is erratic and can't be found at all. It was dark in front of me. From time to time, there were fierce claws. I would have been injured if I hadn't been sharp in my senses and taken precautions as soon as possible. Now, the claw wind is faster and closer, and there is no place to settle.

Seeing that he was going to be overwhelmed, if he couldn't rush out of this strange environment, defeat would happen sooner or later. Wu Feiming couldn't help worrying. In this hurry, his hands and feet were a little messy. A sinister ghost claw was printed on Wu Feiming's back. Wu Feiming immediately spit out a mouthful of blood, threw it more than 20 meters and fell to the ground

Pingyi shaved his face and said, "in the second game, we won." I don't know when the ghost face has come to Pingyi after self-cultivation.

Zifeng gradually became clear and bright in front of him. He saw that the Wu family and his party hurried to check Wu Feiming's injury. It was all right.

Wu Tianjie could not help but be cautious and stared at Wu Ziming. Wu Feihong also looked at Wu Ziming with an encouraging look on his face.

Wu Ziming looked at the two previous duels and his face was already pale. Usually it's a small fight. I haven't experienced such a scene at all. It's hard to say when I see Uncle Haoran and his second uncle hurt like this. Now, my father and grandpa are watching themselves, as well as the people in Wujiazhuang behind me and their relatives opposite. Ziming's hands and feet were cold. He looked at a young man of the same age who had come out. His lips were blue. He really wanted to tell his father that he couldn't, but in the face of these eyes, he, he hesitated and didn't move for a long time.

Zifeng squints at the boy coming out from the opposite side. The boy looks ordinary and his hair is scattered, but he doesn't look messy. He is wearing black tights and carrying a broad sword behind him. He has his own momentum. And Wu Ziming is still standing there for a long time. As soon as Zifeng looked, he knew that his cousin was afraid he couldn't.

Wu Feihong was dissatisfied: "Ziming, go ahead and don't have pressure." It's okay not to say that. One said that Wu Ziming showed some signs of collapse.

Seeing that no one came out of the Wu family for a long time, the bandit across the street thought that there was no one in the Wu family. A burst of ridicule roared: "Yo, how can the Wu family become a shrinking turtle? Come on, let Grandpa see your power."

"I'm so scared. I'd better give the money, ha ha ha." A thief was forgetful for a moment. He dragged Xin'er and looked like he was going to be frivolous.