"Yingxue! Don't force grandpa, the martial arts of our Song family are not used to kill our own people." Song Aobei gritted his teeth angrily, and as he spoke, he once again gathered a three-meter-long weapon.
Chi sword.
"Grandpa, chop them quickly! Hack them to death, including this little bitch." Song Laiming on the side urged eagerly.
"Betraying the Song family and now blocking the sword for Fang Xiaoyu, keeping such a woman is a disaster. Kill her!" Song Yihuang also advised Song Aobei who was standing aside.
"What a misfortune our family has!" A look of disappointment flashed across Song Aobei's face. Suddenly he saw him stroking the beard on his chin with his hand. His face suddenly darkened. He raised the Wuhun sword in his hand and shouted: "Ying
Xue, if you don’t leave, my sword will cut you off. You forced me to do this!”
As he was saying this, the knife in his hand had already been chopped off.
At the critical moment, Fang Xiaoyu flew towards Song Yingxue and pushed her away.
At the same time, he flicked three fingers and hit Song Aobei's body.
"Hoo ho ho!"
Three fire lotuses and the zhenqi sword collided in mid-air. There was a loud "crash" sound, flames flew, and the ground was immediately separated by the zhenqi sword, with a crack that was a foot wide.
The three flames were chopped apart and turned into countless tiny flames floating down, falling into the cracks. They were like nine ghost fires emerging from hell, which was extremely terrifying.
"Boom!"
There was another loud noise, and a wall of the house fell down, sending up a cloud of dust and smoke.
Looking at the horrific scene in front of her, Song Yingxue, who was pushed to the ground by Fang Xiaoyu, couldn't help but take a breath of air and sobbed softly: "I didn't expect that grandpa would really be willing to kill me."
"You silly girl. At this point, you still don't understand?" Fang Xiaoyu cursed angrily.
He bounced up from the ground, sneered and said to Song Yingxue: "You Song family people have long wished you were dead. The reason why they let you commit suicide is just because they don't want to bear the infamy. Now, they are just looking for it for themselves.
It's just an excuse to kill you. If you don't run away quickly, staying here will only lead to death."
Song Yingxue did not run away, she stood there biting her lip, feeling extremely complicated.
Fang Xiaoyu turned his face and stared at Song Aobei.
Soon, he saw some clues from the opponent's life palace.
I could see Song Aobei's palace of life faintly glowing with yellow air. Looking at his face again, there was a sign of physical weakness.
"Did this guy secretly take the Violent Pill just now?" Fang Xiaoyu secretly guessed.
He knew that Song Aobei's strength was comparable to his. If the other party wanted to kill him, he could only improve his strength by taking the Violent Pill.
Just when Fang Xiaoyu was suspicious, he accidentally used his clairvoyance to see a figure falling from the lake in the distance outside the window.
After taking a closer look, he recognized that it was Qi Wankai who had fallen into the lake.
Just as he was watching, another figure rushed over and pushed towards Qi Wankai.
Fang Xiaoyu could tell at a glance that this person was none other than Leng Qingtian, the number one general in Southern Xinjiang.
"No, with Mr. Leng's character, it will be troublesome to kill Qi Wankai if he is pushed to the limit. Qi Wankai will definitely release the Yin God. When the time comes, Mr. Leng will kill that Yin God again,
That would be a shame."
An ominous thought passed through Fang Xiaoyu's mind. He was worried that Mr. Leng would kill Qi Wankai's Yin Shen.
Just as he was distracted, he suddenly heard Song Aobei roar angrily.
"Fang Xiaoyu, go to hell! It's useless to rely on a woman to block a knife. I have to kill you this time."
While he was talking, Song Aobei had already gathered his martial soul and once again formed a long sword of true energy, slashing towards Fang Xiaoyu.
"Old Man Song, you are no match for me. Even if you take the Violent Pill, you can't kill me. However, I don't have time to play with you now. I will come back to settle the score with you later." After saying that, Fang Xiaoyu flicked three fingers and hit three.
The small fire lotus flew towards Song Aobei's body.
"Hoo ho ho!"
After three sounds, three teacup-sized fire lotuses went straight to Song Aobei.
Song Aobei flicked his sleeves and wiped out the fire lotus.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Fang Xiaoyu picked up Chi Xueli, jumped out of the window.
"Go to hell!" Song Aobei held up his Zhenqi sword and slashed it down in the direction where Fang Xiaoyu was escaping.
The sword light almost fell down against Fang Xiaoyu's back. Fortunately, Fang Xiaoyu was fast enough and turned over and out of the window at the moment when the sword energy struck down.
"boom!"
The window was cut open, leaving a gash two feet wide.
"Chase!" Song Aobei shouted angrily, but he stood there motionless. He no longer had the confidence to kill Fang Xiaoyu.
"Dad, hurry up, don't let that kid Fang Xiaoyu escape." Song Laiming saw Fang Xiaoyu fleeing through the window. He was extremely worried, so he got up and chased after him, but stopped after running two steps.
"I'm so angry." Song Aobei looked at Fang Xiaoyu who fled out of the window. He was so angry that he punched a wall tile with one punch, punching a hole in the wall on the spot.
At this time, Song Yingxue was like a wooden sculpture, standing there blankly, looking at Fang Xiaoyu who had escaped under the moonlight, and couldn't help but take a breath of air: "Who is this person? The head of the family can't do anything to him, even
Even the ancestors can’t do anything to take him?”
Her voice was very low, but it was still heard by Song Aobei who was standing beside her.
He angrily pointed at Song Yingxue and yelled: "You... you are a nymphomaniac and stupid woman. At this time, you are still speaking for others. I will deal with you later."
After saying that, Song Aobei flicked his sleeves and shouted to Song Laiming and Song Yihuang on the side: "Let's go, let's go after that kid now."
Everyone in the group ran towards the place where Fang Xiaoyu had escaped earlier.
At this time, Fang Xiaoyu had already carried Chi Xueli to the place where Qi Wankai drowned.
Under the moonlight, Qi Wankai was shivering from the cold and struggling desperately in the water.
Opposite him, Mr. Leng was seen with his hands behind his back, staring at him with his eyes, and shouted with a cold smile: "Traitor lackey, I want to see how long you can stay in the water?"
"Leng Qingtian, don't push me too hard. If you push me too hard, our ancestors of the Qi family will never let you go." Qi Wankai pointed angrily at Mr. Leng and cursed.
As if playing cat and mouse, Mr. Leng struck out with a palm in the air. It was not very powerful, but it was enough to piss Qi Wankai to death.
"Bang!" The wind from his palm whipped up a wave of waves, which hit Qi Wankai's body and soon submerged Qi Wankai's head.
"Old man Leng, you old fool!"
As soon as Qi Wankai cursed, his body sank down and he accidentally choked on his water.
"Oh my God! I'm freezing to death." He screamed in pain, splashed the lake water twice, and then his head came out of the water again, breathing heavily and staring at the old man Leng in front of him.
Seeing this scene, Fang Xiaoyu couldn't help but laugh. He decided to join in the fun. (To be continued)