Here Fujun was confused and ordered the Great Elder to carefully investigate Suning's details.
Suning on the other side also lost the intention of testing for half an hour, and now used the cultivation level of the True Immortal Realm to set up a defensive formation covering the entire training ground.
Yes, the unique way of suppressing the situation of the disciples of the Fujian family allowed him to capture a slight trace of the immortal power that did not belong to the small world of Dongluo, so he needed to verify his conjecture, and it was best to trick the masters behind the scenes who were helping the Fujin family to show up on their own initiative.
Unfortunately, that person never showed up, which made Suning completely lose his patience.
"boom."
The bright light shines down, and there are thousands of threads.
The people present had no idea what was going on, but they saw Suning, who was standing on the ring, suddenly appear in front of Fu Jun, the second son of the Fuji family.
"Go to hell."
Raise your hand and stretch your fingers.
With one finger touch, blood splattered everywhere.
Before he had time to react, Fu Junxin's pupils dilated and he fell straight on the armchair.
Different from the arrogant and domineering talk before, this time, he trembled his lips and could no longer say a word.
Then his energy was completely cut off and he died on the spot.
"Second Young Master."
The elder of the Fu family was the first to notice that something was wrong, his eyes were about to burst, and his cultivation level of the sixteenth level of martial arts suddenly exploded.
"Whoosh."
The afterimage floated, and he raised his palm to strike at Suning.
"You deserve to die too."
The latter walked forward with his hands behind his hands, letting out the sharp sword energy all over his body.
"Jab Lala."
Just a faint wisp of sword energy hit the elder of the Fu family, and his running figure stopped for no reason.
The neck twists and the chest rises and falls.
The next moment, his body was torn apart and burned by fire.
"ah."
In the firelight, he screamed miserably and was in pain.
Suning turned a deaf ear and focused on the remaining sixteen Fu family disciples.
"They come, the security."
"I've seen it for you, the Wei family is a blessed place for Feng Shui."
"It's a great place. You won't suffer any loss if you die here."
Smiling lightly and approaching, he raised his fingers to the sky and flipped them downwards.
"Bang bang bang."
With oneself as the center, the sword energy is mighty and flows out continuously.
Wherever it goes, silver lines penetrate the void, like reality.
"Wow."
Pillars of blood spurted out, reaching a height of three to four meters.
The sixteen Fujia disciples touched their necks with frightened expressions, feeling a slight pain as if they were being bitten by ants.
After the pain, heads shot up into the sky.
"Bang bang bang."
The body fell to the ground and blood flowed into a river.
Suning turned around indifferently and said to Granny Jiu who was following her: "All Wei family disciples present today are under control. They are not allowed to go out or come into contact with other people for three to five days."
"If you hurry up, someone from the Fu family will come tonight."
"Well, remember to tell Wei Changqun that there is no need to clean up the martial arts training ground deliberately. You must leave some good things behind."
"For example, the remaining soul fragments of the second son of the Fuji family must be traced."
The alcoholic mother-in-law, who has been drinking alcohol all her life, is usually drunk and confused. But at this moment, she thinks she has never been sober before.
He was sober that his face was pale, and there was no trace of red blood.
I felt even more uneasy and nervous, so nervous that I couldn't speak.
Suning sneered: "Are you afraid?"
"Or do you think I am despicable and shameless, bullying the small?"
Grandma Jiu shook her head vigorously and said in a hoarse voice: "No, those who achieve great things don't stick to trivial matters. Xiaoyou Yi's kindness will never be forgotten by our Wei family."
"Yun'er, you send Xiaoyou Yi back, and leave this place to me."
"Lao Chai, the order of the patriarch..."
"Yes, these disciples are temporarily imprisoned in the inner courtyard dungeon, and none of them can be released."