"If you kill one member of my Zhuo family, I will kill your entire family, leaving no one behind!"
"You're back just in time, let's kill him together so that I don't have to look for you."
Zhuo Dawei's strength is only at the concentration stage, so these bold words sound a bit ridiculous.
With his little strength, how could he fight against Lin Xiaodong?
Do you really think that with more people, you can kill Lin Xiaodong?
It's so naive.
Look at the accomplices Zhuo Dawei hired with money. Most of them are third-rate warriors, and only those three hundred to five hundred monks have some strength.
But those monks, those with the highest level, only have a few golden elixir stages.
The assembled team is simply a bunch of rabble.
Regardless of the thousands of people, Lin Xiaodong didn't take them seriously at all.
But none of these guys, from Zhuo Buwei to ordinary warriors, thought that they could kill Lin Xiaodong with just a large number of people.
Even if Lin Xiaodong is a monk, no matter how strong he is, he will not be able to withstand the crowd.
"Your son is seeking death. I gave him a chance, but he didn't know how to cherish it.
I hope you won't be like him.
Now I will give you a chance to take these people and get out of here.
From now on, you will no longer come to trouble me and my family. I will let you live. If you persist in your persistence, your son's fate will be your fate tonight!"
Lin Xiaodong considered that his attack on Zhuo Buqun was indeed too harsh, so he was polite and gave Zhuo Dawei a chance.
In the past, he would have taken action and killed all these people.
In the end, like son, like father, Zhuo Dawei didn’t appreciate it, “Fuck you, I don’t want you to give me a chance.
Either you die tonight or I die.
I must avenge my son.
If you kill my son, but if I don’t kill you, won’t I have to be laughed at for the rest of my life?”
After Zhuo Dawei received the news that his son had been killed, he was furious and acted arbitrarily, asking the children of the family to prepare for a bloody battle with Lin Xiaodong to the end.
Even if the family is ruined, Lin Xiaodong's entire family will be killed.
Therefore, Zhuo Dawei took out all his family property, hired monks and warriors who were not afraid of death, gathered thousands of people, and came to kill Lin Xiaodong's home.
As a result, they were blocked by the defensive formation.
Zhuo Dawei didn't know how hard the formation was, so he asked the monks to attack and make sure to break the defensive formation.
However, in fact, with their strength, even if they fight for a lifetime, they will not be able to break through the defensive formation.
Even the Nascent Soul stage monks could break the formation set up by Lin Xiaodong.
Otherwise, it would have been broken by Master Wei a few days ago.
At least ten Nascent Soul stage monks must work together to break the formation.
As for these rotten fish and shrimps invited by Zhuo Dawei, it’s not that Lin Xiaodong looks down on them and wants them to fight for the rest of their lives without even trying to break this formation! "How you choose is your business, I'll give you some time to think about it.
But I have to remind you, if you don't seize this opportunity, you will all die here.
I will also go and wipe out all of your Zhuo family except the women and children.
Think carefully about the consequences before making a decision!"
Lin Xiaodong clasped his hands behind his back, raised his head to the sky, and gave Zhuo Dawei some time.
"You kid is so deceptive. You really think it's great that you can fly.
I invited five hundred monks, wouldn’t it be easy to kill you?”
Zhuo Dawei didn't think about it at all, he thought Lin Xiaodong was scaring him.
"All the monks listen to my order and use spells to bombard him together and knock that guy down!"
Zhuo Dawei waved the magic weapon in his hand, and he had already made a decision.
He will fight Lin Xiaodong to the end and never retreat.
The five hundred monks invited actually activated their spells together and bombarded Lin Xiaodong.
"You actually want to seek death, then I will help you!"
Lin Xiaodong sighed and counterattacked helplessly.
He immediately performed a thunderous stunt and blasted towards the ground.
The rolling thunder from the sky enveloped thousands of people in the Zhuo family, and no one was spared.
These guys are also stupid. They all stood in a pile and became living targets.
No one was spared from the thunder. Following a burst of screams and begging for mercy, rolling thunder exploded on the ground.
Weaving a web of thunder and lightning, killing everyone.
After a while, everything returned to calm.
Thousands of members of the Zhuo family were all wiped out. When the wind blew, a cloud of black ash was lifted up and dissipated in the air.
Lin Xiaodong swung his body and went to kill the Zhuo family.
That night, the Zhuo family was surrounded by flames and miserable sounds, just like hell.
The next morning, when people gathered around, they found that Zhuo's house was almost burned down.
All the male members of the family, as long as they were adults, were killed and piled up into a small mountain.
Only women and children were left, kneeling beside the mountain of corpses and crying bitterly.
What happened, the women had no idea.
I only saw a figure killing everyone in the Zhuo family. No one could stop it. In just one stick of incense, all the men were killed.
No one even knows what the black shadow looks like.
Before the black shadow left, he set fire to the entire Zhuo family compound.
At this point, the Zhuo family was effectively wiped out.
After wiping out the Zhuo family, Lin Xiaodong returned to Baicheng overnight without making any stops.
...Under Tiannan, in the Lingshan Mountain.
A young man waved his spiritual weapon and controlled the flying sword to chase in the air. With the elegant sword wind, one could tell at a glance that this man was a sword cultivator.
The boy was about seventeen years old, with an arrogant look on his face! "Qiu'er, you really didn't disappoint my master. You have mastered the Yi sword skill skillfully.
Your realm has also been promoted to the tenth level of the Golden Core Stage. You have achieved such an achievement at a young age.
I wonder if there is anyone in the world who can compare with you!"
An old man came forward with a look of love on his face.
This old man is the most famous sword cultivator in the Wanzun Space, and is known as Jian Ruzong! As for his real name, no one knows it.
The young man beside him is his close disciple named Zhuo Qiu, an absolute genius.
Back then, Jian Ruzong had no intention of accepting a disciple, but after meeting Zhuo Qiu, he regretted it.
Zhuo Qiu's talent is too high. If you don't accept him, you will regret it for the rest of your life.
Zhuo Qiu's origin, coincidentally, is Zhuo Dawei's youngest son.
The outstanding younger brother.
The Zhuo family used to be just a small family, but since Zhuo Qiu made some achievements, it has gradually grown.
"Master, I want to go down the mountain to practice and let ordinary people see the power of swordsmanship."
Zhuo Qiu was an arrogant person. As soon as he achieved something, he couldn't sit still and wanted to go down the mountain to show off his power.
Jian Ruzong always felt that this closed disciple was good at everything, but his personality was too arrogant and he might not be able to bear any setbacks.
"Qiu'er, your current strength is indeed enough to go down the mountain.
After all, you are only at the tenth level of the Golden Elixir stage.
But as a sword cultivator, your true strength is no worse than those Nascent Soul cultivators.
Coupled with the fairy sword I will give you, even if you meet a great monk, you will be able to handle it with ease..." Without training, the young eagle is not as good as flying high. Jian Ruzong also feels that it is time for Zhuo Qiu to go down the mountain to experience
Oh! Before I finished speaking, I saw a boy running up in panic.