Yan Yan looked at the Qianlong Painted Halberd deeply embedded in the tree trunk, swallowed, stared blankly, and broke into a cold sweat.
Yan Yan turned to look at Yan Xiaowu.
Yan Xiaowu has murderous intentions, and she is bound to win. If the devil blocks her, she will kill him.
Even if Yan Yan has no hostility towards Yan Xiaowu, at this moment, anyone who stops Yan Xiaowu will be killed by Yan Xiaowu.
Ruthless and ruthless, he kills when asked.
Yan Xiaowu turned to look at Yan Houyong. His pure and abundant spiritual energy surged like a strong wind, and he pulled out the Qianlong Painted Halberd inserted into the tree trunk. The Qianlong Painted Halberd turned back, and Yan Xiaowu stretched out his hand to catch the Qianlong Painted Halberd.
She walked towards Yan Houyong step by step, her murderous intention undisguised.
Yan Houyong was already dead in her eyes.
Even if they die together, she still wants Yan Houyong to die without a burial
"Yan Houyong, put away your hypocrisy. Today is the day you die. If you have anything to say, go to the underworld and tell my mother." Yan Xiaowu's tone was very calm, but his voice was a little hoarse, as if he was speaking with a pinched throat.
Yan Houyong was anxious, but he pretended to be calm. He looked at Yan Xiaowu and still maintained a majestic posture, "Yan Xiaowu, Luohua City is not a place for you to be arrogant. If you kill your father, you will be a sinner for the ages."
"After an eternity, I will be dead, and it has nothing to do with me whether I am guilty or not. Now I should kill you for pleasure, right?" Yan Xiaowu's hidden dragon-painted halberd was pressed against Yan Houyong's.
Ajna.
Yan Houyong kept swallowing. He didn't even dare to look into Yan Xiaowu's eyes. Yan Xiaowu was definitely reincarnated as a hungry ghost.
Yan Houyong only regretted that he had not completely ended this scourge.
Yan Xiaowu's eyes showed hysterical madness. She glared at Yan Houyong, and the blood flowed all over her body.
The murderous intention is looming.
She wanted to pierce Yan Houyong's head with a halberd.
"Xiao Wu, are you crazy? No matter what, he is still your father." Yan Yan said anxiously.
Her strength was powerless against Yan Xiaowu, let alone help Yan Houyong.
Yan Houyong's body was wrapped in Yan Xiaowu's spiritual energy. His Dantian seemed to be weighed by a mountain weighing tens of millions of kilograms. The spiritual energy stored in his Dantian could not be used by him at all, let alone resist Yan Xiaowu.
Yan Houyong was so humiliated that his whole face turned pig liver red.
He glared at Yan Xiaowu fiercely. Even if he didn't want to admit it, in the eyes of the world, Yan Xiaowu was his daughter. If he was killed by his daughter, wouldn't it become a joke in the world if word spread?
No one present dared to stop it.
Yan Xiaowu is a crazy beast that everyone is afraid of.
Yan Xiaowu exerted force on his arm, and the hidden dragon-painted halberd in his hand was about to pierce Yan Houyong's head.
The next moment, a strong wind blew up, like a stormy sea above the deep sea. A powerful and unusually powerful spiritual aura exploded in front of Yan Xiaowu. Yan Xiaowu took a few steps back, and the Hidden Dragon Painted Halberd fell to the ground.
Qingge turned her head and looked, and saw the maid walking slowly supporting her grandfather.
The grandfather is holding a golden toad walking stick.
"Xiao Wu, the important place of the Yan family is not a place for you to do this nonsense?" Grandpa said coldly.
Yan Xiaowu pointed at Yan Houyong with an angry look on his face, "He killed my mother and paid for it with blood. Why not ask him to pay with his life? Grandpa, don't favor him just because he is your son. If you continue like this, you will only help the evildoer!"
Yan Xiaowu knew that it would be difficult for her to succeed with her grandfather around. Yan Xiaowu gritted his teeth and hated that he didn't move fast enough. He should have killed Yan Houyong before his grandfather came.
"You are too angry. Please live in Youlan Courtyard from now on, Qingge. From now on, Xiaowu will be yours. If she makes a mistake, it will be your fault." Grandpa said.
Qingge took a step forward, raised her hands, and touched her fists, "Yes."
What Grandpa meant was to let her tame Yan Xiaowu.
Yan Xiaowu is a very talented person, but if she really wants Yan Houyong to die, she shouldn't do this.
However, Qingge agreed with Yan Xiaowu's approach. Anger should be expressed in time. If you wait until that moment is over, the taste will be completely different.
"Ye Qingge? Yan Bingtong's daughter?" Yan Xiaowu looked at Ye Qingge coldly.
"Come to Youlan Courtyard with me." Qingge said calmly.
"Don't think about it." Yan Xiaowu picked up the Qianlong Painted Halberd and ran towards Yan Houyong.
Qingge ducked and was in front of Yan Xiaowu in an instant.
"Go away." Yan Xiaowu was angry.
"Go to Youlan Courtyard." Qingge repeated.
If she only acted as Ye Qingge, she would never interfere in the grudges between Yan Xiaowu and his daughter. But the difference is that her grandfather has given her supreme rights, so she must look at the problem from this position. Since her grandfather has
She can't ignore him when he opens his mouth.
The phoenix fan and red sandalwood beads are all in her hands.
Yan Xiaowu was unmoved when he saw Qing Ge and smiled bloodily, "Are you looking for death?"
Sing softly and close your eyes.
Yan Xiaowu's cultivation talent is even better than hers. That's due to his nature. However, his anger is too strong. Grandpa hopes that Ye Qingge can wear away Yan Xiaowu's anger.
However, my grandfather didn't understand that without the violence and the fearlessness of death, Yan Xiaowu would no longer be Yan Xiaowu.
Qingge glanced at Yan Xiaowu with cold eyes like frost.
Yan Xiaowu poured his spiritual power into the Qianlong Painted Halberd, concentrated on it, and rushed towards Ye Qingge.
The hidden dragon's painted halberd was longer than a sword, a spear, or a sword. The halberd swept forward with majestic momentum, like a biting cold wind whistling past, and struck hard at Ye Qingge's fatal spot.
Wave after wave of spiritual energy came from across the sky and covered the earth like sharp blades.
Quietly singing and gazing.
Yan Xiaowu is a very strong opponent. Unlike the Qin family leader, whose strength as a three-sword spiritual master is useless, Yan Xiaowu's spiritual energy is so strong and his strength is so strong that even Qing Ge cannot be underestimated.
Qingge glanced at her grandfather.
Grandpa didn't want to punish Yan Xiaowu. This matter was Yan Houyong's fault. Moreover, Grandpa didn't want to miss such a good idea, but even Grandpa couldn't restrain Yan Xiaowu. Yan Xiaowu was the one in the sky.
Falcon is unrestrained and goes her own way, no one can control her.
Qingge could tell her grandfather's thoughts at a glance.
Facing Yan Xiaowu's spiritual energy attack, Qingge deflected her steps, dodged with her body, and released her spiritual energy at the same time.
Yan Xiaowu's spiritual energy hit the wall, and even the room was shaking.
Yan Xiaowu raised the corners of his lips with a sinister smile, "Three Swords Spiritual Master? Ye Qingge, I have heard about you, and I don't want to be your enemy. If you are wise, get out now."
"Even without me, my grandfather is still there, and the shadow guard is still there, can you, a three-sword spiritual master, cross thousands of troops and take his head?" Qing Ge asked.
"I don't care, he must die today. Anyone who stops me will be killed. Since you don't know what's good for you, I will take your life first." Yan Xiaowu's eyes were fierce and he rushed towards Ye Qingge. He turned his wrist crazily and drew his halberd.
Drawing a circle of arcs, the dark red light turned into nine blue dragons, roaring, and shot out together, rushing towards Ye Qingge.
At the same time, Yan Xiaowu summoned the contract beast.
The pinnacle of advanced magical beasts.
It is possible to break through the Holy Beast.
In the silver light, the half-human lion looked fierce and opened its bloody mouth.