The man in black suddenly raised his hand, and there was a crisp sound, and all the tablets on the tribute table turned into powder.
Then he grabbed it from the air, and the painting hanging on the wall shook a few times, flew down, and landed in his hand.
"Fu Bairen, after you die, your descendants will be responsible for the sins you have committed. I will make your descendants die from now on, and no one will be left alive in your family!"
Pulling it apart, he smashed the painting into pieces.
After coming out of the ancestral hall, the murderous intention emanating from his body seemed to be real.
"Who are you?" The servants on the side immediately stepped forward and asked when they saw the strange man.
Peng, that servant exploded directly, blood splashed everywhere, and turned into a mass of blood mist.
"Ah, murder!" A maid screamed after seeing this scene.
He turned around and ran, but within two steps he turned into a pool of blood mist.
"My eldest son, the Marquis has specifically stated that you are strictly prohibited from going out after dark."
"I have something urgent to do. I'll be back soon."
"Sir, this..."
"Get out of the way!"
In the corridor in the courtyard, a guard stopped a young man in Jinyi, who was very embarrassed. The young man in Jinyi had a sullen look on his face.
At this moment, a man in black suddenly appeared in front of them.
"Who are you?" The nurse immediately took the young master in brocade behind him.
"Your surname is Fu?" The man in black stared at the young man in brocade.
"Sir, please go quickly, come..." The nurse was about to shout, but Peng's voice turned into a blood mist.
"You, you..." Mr. Jinyi was frightened.
The man in black came to him in one step, grabbed his arm, and pulled it casually, with a "Kacha" sound. One arm was torn off, and blood spurted out from the wound.
Ah, a shrill scream.
The young man in brocade robe wanted to run away, but was held down by the man in black robe.
He shouted loudly and struggled.
"Come on, come on..."
Ah, there was another scream, and his tongue was ripped out.
Then his other arm and both legs were violently torn off.
He was wailing, wailing in agony. At this time, he would rather die than endure this pain.
Finally, the man in black robe directly opened his chest and forced his heart out of his chest.
Plop, plop, the heart is still beating.
The man in black robe directly stuffed the heart into his mouth, chewed a few mouthfuls and swallowed it. Blood flowed out from the corner of his mouth.
The guards who rushed over after hearing the shouting were stunned when they saw this.
"That's the eldest young master!?"
"Get him!"
Two people rushed forward, and they were all beaten into bloody mud, exploded, and scattered.
Punch after punch, constant explosions, blood flying.
The guards were all dumbfounded.
This is too overbearing!
For a moment, they were afraid and stopped moving forward. If they stopped moving forward, they would die!
The man in black robe still punched one person at a time.
Then the guards ran away.
Whoosh, a flying sword flew silently from behind the black-robed man in mid-air, slashing straight into the back of his head.
Without looking back, he turned his hand and punched.
With a snap, the flying sword was interrupted in mid-air.
Wow, twenty steps away, a monk opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood.
He was so frightened that he flew into the air, only two feet high. Then his body exploded in the air, and blood splattered everywhere on the walls, the ground, and the trees.
The sound of rapid footsteps came from not far away, and a dozen more people came,
"Master Hou, be careful, this person's cultivation level is extremely high!" a guard said hurriedly after seeing the person coming.
"Master Hou, are you Fu Qing'an!?" Under the black robe, a pair of bloody eyes stared at Fu Qing'an, with unforgettable hatred in their eyes.
"Who are you?" Fu Qing'an stared at the man in black robe. The man's face was covered and he couldn't see his face clearly. He could only see a pair of blood-red eyes, full of anger.
Bite and eat yourself alive.
"Guobei County, Mountain God!" The man in black robe said five words coldly.
Fu Qing'an's face changed drastically after hearing this.
"impossible!"
"Fu Baibai is your grandfather, right?" The man in black robe stared at Fu Qing'an.
"Back then, he ate my flesh and drank my blood. Today, I'm here to take revenge. I've eaten your son's heart. It's your turn next!"
"Yong'er!" After hearing this, Fu Qing'an's body swayed slightly, his vision went dark, and he almost fainted.
"Master Marquis, leave this place to us," said a man with a slender cheek next to Fu Qing'an.
The man raised his hand and an ink knife appeared in his hand.
Get out of the way!
With a cry, the guards around him immediately stepped aside.
The man slashed with his sword, and the sword flashed five to six feet, and he was in front of the black-robed man in an instant.
The man in black robe raised his hand and punched, and with a bang, the sword shattered into pieces.
The man with the knife flew backwards, the long knife in his hand flew out, and the man vomited blood in mid-air.
The man in black robe stepped in front of Fu Qingan.
Buzz, a green light suddenly flew out of Fu Qingan's body, and the man in black robe instantly retreated five feet away.
Fu Qing'an put his hands in his sleeves, and his robe was stirring.
"Qingluan knife?"
"That's right, the knife that cut you back then!" Fu Qing'an stared at the black robe with murderous intent on his face.
His biological son, his biological son was killed by the beast in front of him and his heart was eaten.
He wanted to avenge his son and cut the man in front of him with his own hands.
"Okay, great!"
The black robe raised his hand and punched, and a phantom of a mountain appeared in mid-air. Fu Qing raised his hand for a moment, and slashed towards the mountain with the Qingluan knife in his hand.
With a bang, the shadow of the mountain suddenly shattered.
Fu Qing'an took five steps back, his face turned pale, and his robe suddenly tore apart.
Under his official robe, he was actually wearing a Taoist robe embroidered with cloud patterns, shining with purple aura.
At this moment, a stream of light suddenly flew from the darkness and fell on the man in black robe.
Pulling it apart, the black robe on his body suddenly fell apart, revealing his true body.
Under the black robe is actually not a human, but a monkey, a monkey wearing dark gold armor.
"This, monkey?!"
After seeing the true form under the black robe, everyone present was stunned.
Boom, the ground shook.
A gust of wind blew up, and then the monkey disappeared.
The next moment, a wall in the yard collapsed, and a person behind the wall turned into a pile of rotten flesh.
Fu Qing'an's face looked very ugly.
"I have inquired before you came here. You have two sons, a wife and a concubine. There are a total of thirty-six people in the entire mansion.
There are also thirty-six Dingyang Guards under your command. Send them away together.
Oh, by the way, you also have an father-in-law, the Feng family in Hongzhou, right?
Fu Bairen is dead, but his bones are still there, I will get him out, have a good chat with him, and then crush his bones and spread his ashes."
"Kill him!"
Fu Qing'an's eyes were bleeding.
He thought that the person who had brought disaster to his Dingyang Houfu through divination in the past few days was the monk who came during the day and took away the map recording the strange water in the world.
But I don’t want it to be this one!
This is revenge. As a descendant of this generation of Hou family, he naturally knows the secrets of his ancestors.
Knowing the deep hatred between the monkey in front of them and their ancestors, they naturally also know how powerful this monkey is.
This monkey was a great demon more than a hundred years ago, equivalent to the cultivation level of a human monk in the Immortal Realm.
Today, either this monkey dies here, or the Dingyanghou clan is destroyed, there is no second possibility.
Take action!
Fu Qingan shouted,
Buzz, something flew out of the air, spinning slowly, emitting a fire-like light, like a disk.
At first it wasn't much bigger than a slap, but in an instant it reached the top of the monkey's head. It instantly grew ten times larger and moved toward the monkey.
break,
Something flew up from the monkey's hand, but it was a stone seal.
The flame-burning cover suddenly shrank again and flew back.