The sharp-mouthed old man's chest was shattered by the punch of the spirit fish, and a large amount of blood sprayed out of his mouth along with the pieces of internal organs.
The body was severely injured, and the sharp-mouthed old man violently crushed the Qiankun ring, released a large amount of poison, and bit the spirit fish.
"Aw!"
Lingyu opened her mouth, and a terrifying sound wave erupted from her mouth, directly crushing all the incoming poison, and viciously bombarded the sharp-mouthed old man's body, directly causing him to lose his fighting power.
"You, how are you okay!"
The sharp-mouthed old man who was seriously injured and fell to the ground found that Lingyu was fine after inhaling a large amount of poisonous mist, showing a look of panic.
Lingyu didn't answer his words, and quickly walked around behind him, and kicked his legs with a force of 100,000,000 jin, breaking his leg bones, and kicked him to Ye Chenfeng. two people.
"No, don't kill me!"
The sternum was shattered, and both legs were kicked off by the spirit fish. The sharp-mouthed old man who had completely lost his combat power was frightened, and kept begging for mercy regardless of his physical injuries.
"Devil, take your life!"
Looking at the enemy who killed his parents and tortured him for several years, Zhou Yuhan's eyes turned blood red. Holding a sharp dagger, he directly chopped off his left arm, and a lot of blood sprayed out.
Hearing the wailing in the courtyard, the desperate woman also came out. When she saw the sharp-mouthed old man lying in a pool of blood and crying in pain, strength suddenly arose in her body, and she walked over staggeringly, like a The frenzied female leopard crazily scratched and bit the sharp-billed old man.
Under the torment of Zhou Yuhan and the tragic woman, the sharp-mouthed old man became weaker and weaker as he wailed. In the end, he was tortured by Zhou Yuhan's two daughters and became inhuman, and died in pain.
"Plop!"
Slaying the enemy with his hands and avenging his dead parents, Zhou Yuhan, who was covered in blood and burst into tears, knelt on the ground and cried loudly.
But the fate was equally miserable, the crying and laughing woman kowtowed to Ye Chenfeng and Lingyu three times, grabbed the dagger that Zhou Yuhan threw on the ground, and stabbed it into her heart. Way to wash away the humiliation brought to her by the sharp-mouthed old man.
"Brother Chenfeng, why do you think there are such bad people in the world!" Lingyu clenched his fists and said a little puzzled.
"The world is too big. There are everyone. That's why everyone wants to become stronger. Only when you become stronger can you protect yourself and your family from being bullied!"
Looking at the woman who committed suicide, Ye Chenfeng sighed softly and said with a sigh.
With Ye Chenfeng's strength, he could completely save her, but Ye Chenfeng saw that she was desperate, and he could save her once, but he couldn't save her forever.
"Let's bury her!"
Ye Chenfeng took away the relics of the sharp-mouthed old man, took the tragic woman's body, found a place with beautiful scenery, dug a grave and buried her.
"Let's go, let's go to Lei Yu Zhou's house!"
After burying the woman's body, Ye Chenfeng didn't wait long. With the weeping Lingyu and Zhou Yuhan who gradually stabilized his emotions, he left this inaccessible forest, drove the spirit boat, and flew into the thunderfield.
Chapter 1230 Sword Heart Boy
The reason why Leiyu is named after the word Lei is because Leiyu is rich in a kind of golden thunderstone, and this kind of golden thunderstone contains powerful lightning power, it is the favorite of masters who major in gold and thunder. One of the cultivation stones.
Also because of the existence of golden thunderstones, there are a lot of monks who major in the Taoism of gold and the Taoism of thunder in the minefield. However, after hundreds of thousands of years of mining, there are fewer and fewer golden thunderstone mines.
Today, most of the Golden Thunderstone mines are controlled by the Thunder Clan, the absolute overlord of the Thunder Domain, and the Thunder Clan's strength is extremely terrifying. Even the three major kingdoms of God are unwilling to have a direct conflict with them for no reason.
"Young Master Ye, it's still more than a hundred miles away, and we're already in Yizhou City!"
Killing the enemy with his own hands to avenge the death of his parents, Ye Chenfeng used the brain devourer to erase some memories in Zhou Yuhan's mind, preventing her from living in a nightmare.
Having lost the most painful memory, Zhou Yuhan became much more cheerful and talked more.
"Go, go to your Zhou's house to have a look!"
Ye Chenfeng put away the spirit boat, and together with Lingyu and Zhou Yuhan, two daughters walked towards Yizhou City on foot.
Slowly, a small but very noisy city appeared in front of Ye Chenfeng's eyes, and this city was the only city controlled by the Zhou family, Yi Zhou City.
Although the Zhou family is in decline, the Zhou family is full of geniuses in management. They manage Yizhou City in an orderly manner, making it very prosperous and rich.
"Um… "
Walking, Ye Chenfeng frowned slightly, and suddenly stopped, looking at a lush mountain forest in the northwest of Yizhou City, with a hint of surprise on his face.
"What's wrong, Brother Chenfeng!"
Lingyu blinked his big eyes, looked at Ye Chenfeng who suddenly stopped, and asked softly.
"I felt an interesting person in that mountain forest." Ye Chenfeng said with a slight smile on his lips.
"Interesting person?" Lingyu tilted his head to look at Ye Chenfeng, and said puzzledly, "Brother Chenfeng, what do you mean by that?"
"You wait for me here, I'll come as soon as I go!"
As he said that, Ye Chenfeng flickered slightly, turned into an afterimage and disappeared in place, like a wisp of green smoke, sank into the lush mountain forest in the northwest, and came to the depths of the mountain forest, next to a waterfall flowing straight down.
And under this howling waterfall, sat a young man with bare upper body, who was being washed by the waterfall.
Although the waterfall was tens of meters high, the turbulent waterfall couldn't hurt his body, and the sword energy filled his whole body, constantly crushing the rushing water of the waterfall.
"Jian Xin, it's really Jian Xin, this boy actually has a sword heart that I have never cultivated!"
Ye Chenfeng stood quietly by the waterfall, observing the young man under the waterfall for a while, with a deep look of surprise on his face.