Zhongyuan City Lord's Mansion.

There is a whispering breeze, and there is a fluttering of grass and trees.

On the bluestone ground, there are nine heads lying across the ground. The skulls were scattered, and some of them were even more open-eyed, and they did not bare at death, but without exception, on each head, there was a strong color of horror and tremor, one can imagine, what kind of despair and horror should they have at the moment before they died?

The blood had dried up, and the skin had cracked, but the facial contours of the heads were still as distinct.

At this time, the entire Jifu Yaqi was silent, and everyone was terrified.

The woman in the house screamed even more, Ji Fan's wife even fainted on the spot, and the children in the house immediately cried.

The moment these nine heads were thrown in, the people of the entire Ji Mansion were already frightened.

"It's... This... Who are these people?"

The old man of the Ji family trembled with fear, looked at those heads, but asked in a low voice.

Ji Fan was also a little flustered at this time.

Could it be that these people are really...

Thinking of this, Ji Fan's face turned even pale, and then he couldn't help shaking his head: "Impossible, impossible." ”

"It must have been that bastard boy who casually beheaded nine people and pretended to be, it could never be the Yang Hall Master. ”

"Yang Hall Master, each of them is a powerhouse in the Jindan Realm, how can this bastard boy have the ability to kill them?"

"No way!"

Ji Fan roared angrily, and then ordered people to pick the hair of these people: "I want to see who the deceased is?"

Ji Fan said all over his body, and then his subordinates immediately trembled and lifted the hair of those people with their swords.

"It's... This is, the master of Tiangang Gate, Gangluo, the powerhouse of the early stage of Jindan!"

.“ This is Li Haitang, the head of the Li family, in the early stage of Jindan!"

"This is Cao Zhengchun, the elder of the Cao family, in the middle of Jindan!"

.......

As faces appeared in front of everyone one by one, Ji Fan's heart was already cold.

Until the last head was revealed, the entire Ji family trembled.

"The hall master of Zhengfeng Hall, the first person on the list of strong players in the Dongzhou region, Yang Dingtian!"

When he saw Yang Dingtian's face, Ji Fan was already stunned.

He trembled violently, the soles of his feet went limp, and finally he almost fell to the ground.

"Impossible!"

"How is that possible?"

"How could the Yang Hall Master die?"

"He was in my room a few days ago, how long has it been, how is this possible?"

Ji Fan was already almost crazy.

It was difficult for him to accept it at all, Yang Dingtian, the master of Zhengfeng Hall, who had been talking and laughing with him before, had already been beheaded and thrown in their Ji family's courtyard at this time.

Ji Fan's son Ji Wujian was already frightened.

The nine Jindan powerhouses were all killed.

Ji Wujian couldn't imagine that his father had provoked anyone in particular?

Still a young man?

Bullshit teenager, right?

A young man can defeat the master of the Zhengfeng Hall, and a young man can kill the nine Jindan powerhouses?

Ji Wujian even suspected that his father was provoking a Tribulation Immortal Venerable this time!

Ji Wuji's face was pale, and his heart was shocked.

And at this time, a cold voice came from nine heavens away again.

"Lord Ji Fan, do it yourself. ”

"Life and death, survival and death, are all in your thoughts!"

The sound of the mountain axe, like a muffled thunder, now fell on Ji Fan's ears, but it was like the last straw that overwhelmed the camel.

Boom~

Ji Fan immediately spread on the ground, his face full of panic, and he didn't stand up again.

"Father, I... We should... What should I do?" In his ears, his son Ji Wujian heard the same frightened voice.

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100 miles away.

On Dongxuan Mountain, there is flowing water, cranes flying together, and spiritual mist lingering.

There is a young man, but he is standing proudly on the top of Dongxuan Mountain with his hands in his hands, looking into the distance.

His gaze was deep and distant, as if he had passed through an eternal desolation.

The wind was cold in his ears, and his robe was fluttering. No one knows what the teenager was thinking at this time.

Behind the young man, there was a woman who had been standing quietly, not daring to say anything.

After a long time, a white-bearded old man came down from the mountain, bowed respectfully to the young man in front of him, and immediately reported: "Master Yunxian, according to your orders, I have already issued three ultimatums to Ji Fan, the lord of Zhongyuan City. I don't know if the immortal master has any other instructions?"

"Hmm. Chu Yun nodded, "Very well done." The rest depends on Ji Fan's own choice. You and I, just wait quietly on this Dongxuan Mountain. ”

At this time, Yun Qingqing, who had been silent, asked in a low voice: "Holy Son, do you really want to kill the city lord of Zhongyuan City?"

Hearing this, Nongchen also persuaded loudly: "Yes, Yunxian Master." ”

"Zhongyuan City is one of the largest cities in Tianyang Province, and Ji Fan also has a close relationship with the provincial lord of Tianyang Province. If you want to kill Ji Fan, I am afraid that when the time comes, it will not only be the Zhongyuan Ji family, but also the provincial capital of Tianyang Province. ”

"So I still look at Master Yunxian and think twice. ”

However, listening to the words of Nongchen and Yun Qingqing, Chu Yun did not look back, and still stood with his hands in his hands.

He raised his head and looked at the distant sky in front of him, and a faint smile slowly sounded with the breeze: "Do you know that the journey of the deity is the immortal of the heavenly realm. A small provincial lord's mansion, can it make the deity retreat in fear?"