The disciple cried and fell to his knees: "The East Rudder Lord was killed by Jin Dazhuang!"

Why not be furious: "Nonsense!"

The disciple cried breathlessly: "The disciple didn't talk nonsense, when the East Rudder Lord was playing at the door, he annoyed Jin Dazhuang, and he was shot with a poisonous needle, and then he died on the ground!"

He Bu's face turned from black to blue, and he stared blankly at the sky, his mind blank.

"Boss, boss!"

The surrounding disciples didn't expect such a mutation to happen, they hugged He Bu and hurriedly helped him aside. He didn't just feel that there was only a buzz in his head, and he didn't know how to react for a while.

His son died, and his hope was gone.

Just when he was not stunned, only shouts of killing were heard outside the hall. Everyone looked up and saw that Lei Zheng was leading all the disciples to fight and retreat, Liu Cen and Liu Xiu were mixed in it, and they were already physically exhausted, and Liu Cen was even more bleeding from his legs, obviously injured a lot. Liu Tong hurriedly rushed over and protected the two children behind him.

Jin Dazhuang grabbed He Changsheng's corpse and threw it in front of Liu Tong.

"The little beast you raised, don't you want to kill me?"

Liu Tong's expression was slightly shocked: "This is He Changsheng, the son of He Zhang, what does it have to do with me running to the Thunder Gate?"

Jin Dazhuang was stunned for a moment, and then he realized that he had killed the wrong person. At this time, He Bu was sitting on the steps, his eyes were closed and unconscious, and a group of disciples were scrambling to ease him. Jin Dazhuang immediately understood that this Liang Zi had grown up: it didn't count as destroying his Nanrud, and he also killed his son.

Liu Tong looked at Jin Dazhuang's strange expression, and arched his hand slightly: "Master Jin, please settle the grievances between you and Master He, please settle it yourself, this matter has nothing to do with me running to the Thunder Gate, don't kill innocents indiscriminately." ”

Jin Dazhuang laughed: "I will settle my grievances with him! But you have to stay out of the matter if you go to the Thunder Gate! Xiao Qingzhu took Liu Xiu to kill my daughter Jin Tingting, I have to avenge this revenge!"

Liu Xiu shouted from the side: "It is clear that Jin Tingting is going to kill us first! Her death is purely self-inflicted, and she deserves it!"

Liu Tong frowned: "What the hell is going on?"

Liu Xiu twisted her face: "Anyway, she came to find fault first!"

She was a little ashamed to say about Jin Biao, especially in this public. Xiao Qingzhu walked over and explained the cause and effect in a few words.

Liu Tong suddenly felt that his head was extremely big. He first glared at Liu Xiu angrily, and then said coldly to Jin Dazhuang: "I already understand this matter, Jin Tingting's death is certainly related to my running to the Thunder Gate, but if she is not aggressive, she will not be like this." If Master Jin wants to take revenge for this, then ...... at me."

Before the words fell, Jin Dazhuang stared at Xiao Qingzhu who rushed into sight: "Stinky girl!

Jin Dazhuang was just about to get up and pounce, when on the other side, a heart-rending howl came. Suddenly, everyone present was heartbroken, and even Jin Dazhuang, who was angry and angry, was shocked to stop moving.

"Immortality, !!"

This long howl was deep and poignant, making the entire temple tremble slightly. Everyone focused their attention on He Bu in horror: as if he had lost his mind, he stumbled and threw himself at his son's corpse, and lovingly picked him up and gently shook his body.

"Changsheng, you get up, talk to your father, talk to your father!"

He Changsheng's eyes were tightly closed, and with this flicker, a trace of black blood flowed out from the corner of his mouth.

"Changsheng, what's wrong with you? Why don't you ignore Daddy?"

Why don't you cry and put your son's body close to your heart, calling your son one after another. At this time, everyone was surprised to find that the black beard slowly began to turn gray under the gaze of everyone, and finally turned completely white. The whole temple was silent except for his crying.

"My son!"

Although he was misbehaving and his behavior was punishable, at this time, looking at the grief-stricken why not, everyone couldn't help but feel pity. Although Jin Dazhuang was rude, he knew the pain of losing his son, he had a tiger face, and said coldly: "Don't be sad, when I avenge my daughter, the grievances between you and me will be slowly dealt with!"

As soon as Jin Dazhuang finished speaking, why not suddenly stop crying, he slowly turned his head, and looked at Jin Dazhuang with widowed eyes.

Jin Dazhuang was suddenly shocked by his expression, he took a step back, and looked at him blankly. Since beating his daughter's death, he asked himself if he was not afraid of heaven and earth, but why not look like a ghost in the shadows, and see a cool air coming from the cracks of Jin Dazhuang's bones.

"Son, look at it, Dad will avenge you!"

He Bu muttered while gently placing He Changsheng's body on the ground. Jin Daqiang was shocked: "Why not, what are you going to do?!"

"Hahahaha...... Jin Dazhuang, let's die together!"

Why don't you pounce on Jin Dazhuang with a strange smile, and go around Jin Dazhuang's back in an extremely strange way. Although Jin Dazhuang's strength is profound, why not completely abandon his own defense in a state of madness, and only blindly attack, passing through Jin Dazhuang's vital points several times.

"Why not, you're crazy?"

Jin Dazhuang knew that he was wrong, and he was even more frightened by why not go crazy. Why not chase again and again, and Jin Dazhuang seems to have only the power to dodge.

"Let's die together, let's die together, hahahaha......"

A cold wind whistled in the courtroom, making people hairy, as if they had ice ballast on their bones. Liu Tong hurriedly asked Lei Zheng to hide behind with the injured Liu Cen and Liu Xiu, while he himself stood by the door with Liu Dai, Liu Feng and Xiao Qingzhu in case of accidents.

The Wind Sword and Frost Sword flew in the air like countless ghosts. The disciples of the various sects in the gate court had no power to dodge, and they were pierced and torn apart by the wind knife crying out. Eventually, some of the remaining cowardly ones didn't care about the rules of the sect, and they howled and rushed out of the gate in a swarm. Some of them escaped by luck, and most of them were either crowded to death, or they were killed by strange tricks.

Jin Dazhuang picked up the big knife, jingled to block wave after wave of attacks, and took the opportunity to swing the knife at He Wu's left leg. Although he was delirious, his superb body made him instinctively jump away and jump directly onto the stone lion.

He laughed and jumped around like a frog, and his moves became more and more bizarre: all the wind knives swirled around Jin Dazhuang as if they were at his command. Even though Jin Dazhuang has three heads and six arms, he can't block such a dense attack. Soon, blood marks appeared on his arms and legs.

"You madman!"