Killing chickens to scare monkeys, knocking on mountains to scare tigers.
The eldest elder of the Wei family died. Under Suning's deliberate torture, he curled up and struggled hard for half a stick of incense.
Then the seven holes bled and he died.
The miserable state of death frightened the second elder and the third elder who were standing blankly at the side. They were horrified, their faces turned pale, and they felt the cold air rising from their backs, which was biting to the bone.
"you......"
With his lips moving with difficulty, the second elder's right hand shrunk in his sleeve slowly reached for the storage bag tied around his waist. He quietly prepared to escape at any time and said: "Your Excellency is very strong, stronger than my ancestor of the Wei family, at least with force.
Eighteen levels of cultivation."
"I admit that I am no match for you. Even if I join forces with Lao San, I can't defeat you."
"But don't forget, it's not my three brothers who want to annex the Wei family this time, but the Fuluo family who are eyeing the Wei family outside Hong'an City."
"You can't control what is a sure thing, and you don't have the ability to help Wei Changqun turn things around."
With a tap of his hook finger, he took out a life-saving talisman that sealed a blow at the peak of the 18th level of martial arts from his storage bag and held it tightly in his hand.
Suning smiled and said nothing, as if he didn't notice the other party's little move, and burned the great elder's body to the ground with a burst of fire.
The second elder stepped back cautiously, observed his words, and said vigilantly: "You are at the 18th level of martial arts, but you are only one person after all. On the other hand, the Fuluo family has two masters at the 18th level of martial arts."
"If you can't protect the Wei family, your final fate will be..."
"Third brother, let's go."
Seeing that Suning was slightly distracted after handling the body of the first elder, the second elder made a quick decision, growled at the distracted third elder, and turned into blue light and rushed out of the house.
However, just as he flew to the door of the meeting hall, a twisted transparent barrier suddenly fell from the sky, blocking him impartially.
"boom."
In a panic, he was bounced back by the powerful force.
His body was staggering and his face was flushed.
The chest was bloody and bloody, but I didn't know where the wound was.
With a sound of wow, a fishy sweetness rose in his throat, his Adam's apple slid, and he swallowed it with great pain.
The third elder who followed him waved his fists, his cultivation in the semi-immortal realm was fully revealed, and he was about to break through this seemingly weak and fuzzy light barrier and escape.
Sadly, his fate was worse than that of the second elder. He punched out with one punch, and before the second punch landed, his whole body hit the corner of a beam like a cannonball.
"ah."
The shrill screams echoed in the hall, and the third elder lay on the ground with disheveled hair, spitting out three large mouthfuls of scarlet blood mist.
Ten of his fingers were broken, and blood dripped from the palm to the wrist to the arm and shoulder, and soon formed a small puddle on the ground.
The pain penetrated deep into his bone marrow, causing his eyes to go dark and his world to spin.
"Two, second brother."
Unprecedented fear lingered in his heart, and the third elder asked the second elder for help half-dead.
He didn't want to die or follow in the great elder's footsteps.
"Snapped."
What he responded to was Suning's dignity-trampling kick, which stomped hard on his head.
The next moment, the third elder heard the mature young man of unknown origin say in a deep voice: "There are two ways, one, to apologize for one's sins with death, and two, to atone for one's sins through meritorious deeds."
"How do you choose? Do you need my help?"
The strength on his feet increased, and Suning leaned over to grab the third elder's storage bag and threw it to Wei Yun, saying: "Control these two wastes, the internal worries have been resolved, and then we will just wait for the Fuluo family to join forces to attack."
After saying that, he walked out the door without looking back. When he passed by the second elder, his fingers froze and another storage bag was thrown to Wei Yun.
"Master Yi."
Holding two storage bags in her hands, Wei Yun was surprised and happy.
What is surprising is that Suning's cultivation at the 18th level of martial arts is actually the pinnacle of Dongluo martial arts, and his level is comparable to that of any ancestor of aristocratic families.