There was a terrifying loud noise in the air. Zhan Yi once killed someone with one punch. Everyone in the Qin family clenched their hearts and looked at Qinglong nervously.
Qinglong grinned.
Bang!
He also punched out, directly facing Zhan Yi's fist.
Click!
The two fists collided together, making a loud bang.
Immediately afterwards, Zhan Yi's entire arm exploded from his palms to his shoulders and his head, with blood splattering everywhere.
puff!
Zhan Yi's body flew out like a kite and landed on the ground a few feet away.
Plop!
The body fell to the ground and died immediately!
quiet!
The scene was deathly silent, and everyone was stunned. The arrogant Zhan Yi was actually killed by Qinglong's hand.
"Brother, ah..."
When Zhan Er saw Zhan Yi's tragic death, he screamed angrily and his teeth were cracked.
"I am going to kill you!"
Zhan Er's figure flickered, forming a stream of light, and the phantom shot straight towards Qinglong.
Bang!
Qinglong turned aside and grabbed Zhan Er's wrist.
"Go to hell!"
Turn your wrist up and fold it firmly.
Tear!
Click!
ah!
As Zhan Er screamed, Zhan Er's arm was torn off by Qinglong.
Bang!
Qinglong moved upwards and punched Zhan Er in the head.
Zhan Er's screams suddenly stopped, and his body slumped down.
die!
"Wow, go to hell!"
Zhan San rushed towards Qinglong like a madman, his whole body was like a mountain weighing down on him, and he smashed into Qinglong.
"Fuck your grandma!"
Qinglong punched Zhan San on the head.
Bang!
Bang!
…
Several punches in a row.
Zhan San didn't even respond to fight back, his head was beaten to pieces by Qinglong and his body was covered in blood.
Plop!
The body fell to the ground.
In a short period of time, all three of Liang Feihu's generals were killed by Qinglong.
After killing three people, Qinglong still felt unfulfilled. He took out a handkerchief from his pocket and wiped his hands.
"This one was quite effective. It took me several punches to kill him."
It was said calmly and calmly, as if it were commonplace.
The scene was completely silent, and no one dared to express their anger. These three people were the three most powerful killers in the world. In Qinglong's hands, they couldn't survive a single move.
horrible.
Plop!
Qin Batian knelt on his knees, trembling all over. At this time, he really regretted it. Only then did he realize how wrong he was.
When the demon Tiansha died at the hands of Qinglong, he should have stopped. Now it is too late to regret.
He also didn't expect that the three generals of the God of Killing would be nothing in front of Qinglong and die so miserably.
Lu Ming was so frightened that he fainted.
Liang Kuan also looked pale, trembling all over, his eyes were dull, and he was shouting randomly.
"impossible!"
"I must be dreaming!"
He is Liang Feihu's apprentice, and has always been by Liang Feihu's side. He has seen the abilities of Zhan Yi and the three of them, and they are invincible. However, they are all dead now.
"Hehehe, you are Liang Kuan, right? My boss said that if you invade Nanwu, you will be killed without mercy. You can die!"
After saying that, Qinglong kicked Liang Kuan on the chest.
Boom!
Liang Kuan's body flew out instantly, forming a line of blood in the air before falling to the ground several feet away.
I was so dead that I couldn’t die anymore!
Everyone took another breath of cold air.
brutal!
horrible!
Even a little perverted!
Qinglong smiled. Today was the happiest day for him since he came to Nanwu.
"I heard that there is another Liang Feihu. If he didn't come today, it would be an advantage for him. I hope he doesn't come to Nanwu to commit suicide!"
Qinglong looked at the remaining Qin Batian and said.
Plop!
Qin Batian knelt on the ground.
"Spare my life, sir, I don't dare to do it anymore!"
Qin Batian, an old man, knelt in front of Qinglong and kept kowtowing. This Nanwu was his nightmare. He just wanted to live now. If he left alive, he would never want to come back again in this life.
"Qin Batian, don't you like Nanwu very much? Then you can stay in Nanwu forever!"
Lin Zhan spoke calmly.
Qin Batian was completely desperate. Lin Zhan's words undoubtedly sentenced him to death.
The final result: Zhan 1, Zhan 2, Zhan 2 died.
Liang Kuan is dead.
Qin Batian also died in Nanwu.
Lin Zhan took Liang Qiqi away directly.
"Brother-in-law, you are so awesome, you saved my life again."
On the way back, Liang Qiqi followed Lin Zhan closely. If it weren't for Lin Zhan, he would have been ruined by Liang Kuan. Thinking about it makes him shudder.
"Brother-in-law, how did you know I was at the Qin family?"
"Your aunt came back and found you missing, so she called me to tell me. Aileen found out that you were at Qin's house, so I came."
Lin Zhan explained calmly.
Lin Zhan took Liang Qiqi back to Xiangge Garden. Liang Meijuan breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that Liang Qiqi was safe and sound.
Kyoto, Purple Mountain, Liang Feihu’s residence.
Liang Feihu and Zhan Si sat facing each other, with a pot of tea in front of them.
"Fourth brother, don't be depressed. One day you will be happy and I will give you a good beating."
Liang Feihu said to Zhan Si with a smile.
Zhan Si showed no expression, staring at the tea on the table.
"This is good tea. It was given to me by a wandering monk. Come and taste it."
Liang Feihu personally poured a cup of tea for Zhan Si.
"Thank you, Master!"
Zhan Si took the tea cup with both hands.
boom!
"Master, this is terrible, something big has happened!"
Liang Feihu's old servant stumbled in and shouted in pain,
"You bastard, what a shame to yell!"
Liang Feihu's face turned cold and he scolded.
Zhan Si glanced at the old servant calmly.
"Yes, Master."
The old servant trembled with fright and stood still.
"Tell me, what happened?"
Liang Feihu spoke again.
"Master, wuwu...wuwu..."
Hearing Liang Feihu's question, the old servant burst into tears again.
"Master, you'd better come out and see for yourself, it's too miserable..."
The old servant was talking incoherently and couldn't help crying.
Liang Feihu's expression changed, and he jumped up and flew out, and Zhan Si also flew out.
Although Liang Feihu lives in a temple, it is not small in area. There are many people standing in the open space in the courtyard.
"what happened!"
When Liang Feihu saw so many people surrounding him, he felt bad in his heart and drank in a deep voice.
"The master is here!"
Hearing Liang Feihu's voice, the servants took the initiative to make way.
On the ground in the center, there were four stretchers covered with white cloth.
boom!
Liang Feihu's face turned pale at that time. He realized something and staggered. Fortunately, the old servant held him up.
"Master, you have to show your condolences!"
Liang Feihu pushed away the old servant and slowly came to the first white cloth.
Whoosh!
Open the white cloth.
Liang Kuan's pale face appeared in front of Liang Feihu.
"Kuan'er!"
Liang Feihu cried out sadly and spit out a mouthful of blood.