In front of the Imperial Capital Tianqi'an Mansion.
A son of a nobleman of the Great Qi Dynasty, laughing and cursing, with contemptuous eyes, a bite of a pariah, and did not regard Yang Fan three as human beings. Many people’s eyes are even more faint of evil, if it weren’t for An Jin. Yue's face, said that he had to directly act on You Nuo, such a beautiful woman, even if they are in their status, can't get it if they want.
Especially when she noticed An Jinxuan's face that became pale and dehumanizing all of a sudden, a younger brother scolded even more vigorously. Who knows that the two ladies of Anjia are at odds, An Jinxuan is unhappy, An Jinyue was happier. As An Jinyue's suitors, they wanted to think of ways to please An Jinyue, and stepping on the top of An Jia's lady was undoubtedly the best choice.
As everyone knows, An Jinxuan is not angry at all, but frightened. Others don’t know Yang Fan’s horror. She still doesn’t know, but the master who can slave the upper King of Fragmented Sky is definitely not something that the An clan can offend. Yes, it doesn't matter if these people do not live or die, it doesn't matter if they cause Yang Fan to turn their anger towards their settlement, the consequences will make her shudder just thinking about it.
"Brother Yang, all of this is..." Looking at Yang Fan cautiously, An Jinxuan opened her mouth, wanting to say something, no matter what, she must pick them out. At first, when I touched Yang Fan's icy eyes without a trace of emotion, he immediately shuddered all over, as if he had fallen into the ice region of the Jedi, and I couldn't say anything afterwards.
I saw Yang Fan said indifferently, "Old Wu, all killed, not one left, the one called the most arrogant, don't let him die too happily, cut 18,000 knives and let him die again, with your knife , It shouldn't be difficult!!!"
"Master, don't worry, don't say 18,000 knives, but 36,000 knives. With the old slave's knife skills, it is easy!!!" Wu Chengkong replied respectfully.
These people are not mortals, and the vitality of each of them is far and comparable. With his swordsmanship cultivation base, it is not too easy to cut through thousands of knives. If they are combined with some secret medicine, these people will be hard to die if they want to! ! !
"What a big dog, just a few of you untouchables also want to kill us, you don't know whether to live or die!!!" A noble boy dressed in a blue robe gave a grinning laugh, suddenly exploded, pointing at Wu Chengkong to grind and kill. .
"Ant, you are looking for death!!!" Wu Chengkong's eyes flashed with cold light, and his body moved, and immediately a sword light rose up into the sky, strangling toward the blue-robed noble man.
"Rumble!!!"
The blue-robed noble boy didn't even have time to scream, and the whole person was crushed to pieces, and blood and blood splashed all over the floor.
"Dead......dead, Liu Feng just......just died like this, this...how is this possible, how is this possible!!!" An Jin There are also a group of noble children in the month of horror. Although Liu Feng is not a peerless arrogant and enchanting, he is also a small and famous genius in their circle. Together with the efforts of the Liu family, he has entered as early as a few years ago. The realm of great masters, even the top great masters, can't be so easily killed with a single shot.
Is this old guy half-strength capable? Or is it true celestial power
But soon, the horror in An Jinyue's eyes was replaced by surprise, "Hahaha... An Jinxuan, these untouchables are dead, no one can save them, hahaha. .. ... ... ."
As far as it is concerned, as long as it can strike An Jinxuan, nothing else matters. If a suitor is dead, it will die. Her second lady lacks everything, that is, there is no shortage of suitors.
In the Daqi sacred dynasty, the classes are distinct, and it is a felony to kill the nobles without permission. Even those half-step kings who stepped into the realm of the king with one foot, if they dare to slaughter the nobles, there is only one dead end.
"Fuck!!!" A loud slap slapped An Jinyue's face fiercely.
"An Jinxuan, do you...you dare to hit me?" An Jinyue covered her beaten cheek with one hand, and looked at An Jinxuan incredulously, although neither of them was a child. To deal with it, but at most it is to scold each other, but I have never really done it before. This is the first time An Jinxuan has done it to her.
The raging anger was raging in An Jinyue, when she grew up so old, Miss An Er had not been beaten, not to mention that the one who beat her was An Jinxuan, who has always made her displeased, "Ah! An Jinxuan, you unexpectedly For these untouchables......"
"Slap!!!" Responds to her with another resounding slap, "Ah, An Jinxuan, my old lady is fighting with you!!!" At this moment, An Jinyue's anger completely exploded, like a billions of volcanoes. It broke out and was out of control.
"An Jinyue, you shut up, so you want to take our Anjia to your funeral?"
"What...what?" An Jinxuan's words were like An Jinyue who had been smashed by the Nine Heavens Thunder, and the anger in her heart was suddenly dissipated by a lot of fright.
"An... An Jinxuan, you... Don't talk nonsense here..." They settled down, but they were one of the top families of the Daqi dynasty. , The masters in the clan are like clouds, the strong are like rain, the King of Fragmented Sky alone is more than the number of hands, and the holy family is Zhengrong, who can subvert their homes with such a big deal, but looking at An Jinxuan’s serious face The expression and the latter words are unknowingly stagnant. The person who knows himself best is his old enemy. Sometimes, this is not without reason. In the huge home, if she knows An Jinxuan best, she An Jinyue recognized the second, fearing that no one would dare to recognize the first.
An Jinxuan's serious look told her that what she said just now was definitely not a joke.
"Just... Just rely on this... These untouchables, this... How is this possible... How is it possible ... ... ... ”
Wu Chengkong stepped forward, grabbing Void, and a noble man with handsome features in a golden robe was captured by him.
"Untouchables, you...what do you want to do?" Jinpao noble son struggled desperately, shouting.
"You just called the most vigorous, right?" Wu Chengkong's eyes flashed fiercely, and he gave a grinning grin.
"You... Don't mess around, tell you, I... My father is Zhenbei General Zuo Youhe, if you dare to touch me with my hair, I Dad will definitely not let you go..." Thinking of Yang Fan's words just now, the noble prince in the golden robe panicked completely, slashing at 18,000 knives, and it makes people shudder to think about it. .
"Gurulu......this......this untouchable... won't it come true?" The remaining aristocrats swallowed hard. Drool, this Zuo Zhijie is different from Liu Feng. His Lao Zi Zuo Youhe is one of the four generals of the Sheng Dynasty, an upright second-rank member, a real marquis, and a great figure in the entire Daqi Dynasty. .
"Zhenbei General? What a big name!!!" Wu Chengkong smiled coldly, his eyes were full of contempt. Even the Prince of Wuwei, he killed him. It is a joke for a small general of Zhenbei.
"Don't worry, if the master let you die with enough 18,000 dollars, there will be no more or less, young man, enjoy the meal prepared by the old man for you!!!"
"Ah! No, let me go, please, let me go, I know it's wrong, I really know it's wrong..."
It's a pity that Wu Chengkong was not moved by it at all. He dared to scold the three of them, the master and servant, just slashing you at 18,000 dollars. In his opinion, it was still light.
A cold light flashed in Wu Chengkong's eyes, and a chain of Profound meaning appeared out of thin air, piercing Zuo Zhijie's pipa bone, and nailing it to the ground.
"Puff!", "Puff!", "Puff!"... ... ... ..
A series of blades cut through the void, and slashed at Zuo Zhijie’s body, cutting off his flesh and blood. In an instant, the most miserable wailing sound continued from Zuo Zhijie’s mouth, calling people. The hair is horrified, and the hair is standing upright.
"Really... It's really done, he... How dare he, how dare..." Even if he witnessed all this with his own eyes, a group of noble children Still a little unbelievable, the Zhenbei General Zuo Youhe is the true King of the Fragmented Sky, with heavy soldiers in his hands. Isn't this untouchable afraid of Zhenbei General's revenge
Wu Chengkong's eyes turned, his icy gaze swept towards the remaining noble children.
Suddenly, all the noble children were full of spirits, and their souls were violent. Thinking of Yang Fan's words before, this untouchable even Zuo Zhijie would not let go, let alone the sons of these earls.
"No, don't kill me! Don't kill me!!!"
"My lord, when I know what I was wrong, I really know what I am wrong!!!"
"Uuuuu...I just turned thirty, I don't want to die, I don't want to die!!!"
Collapse, a group of noble children are directly divided, their minds are broken, and they resist? What a joke, Zuo Zhijie has the highest cultivation level among the ten of them. As a result, he was not easily captured and resisted by the opponent. It was because he was too slow to die.
Wu Chengkong sneered, the murderous intent flashed in his eyes, "Go to hell and repent!!!"
"Stop it, this is the Anguo Mansion, who would dare to kill people here!!!" Along with a terrifying roar, a half-step king's horror aura burst out from Anfu, straight into the sky.