"Father, I have avenged you! No one who stains the blood of my Mu family can escape!"

Seeing Su Yunfan fall in a pool of blood, Mu Xiaoxuan's heart was hot, and he looked up to the sky with red eyes and roared: "Rest in peace!"

The voice was hoarse, painful, mad.

The enemy will kill, but the family will never live......

"Father!"

There was another hysterical roar, but it sounded from within the Su family.

A figure frantically wanted to rush out, but was stopped, this person was Su Yunfan's son, Su Pujia's brother, Su Cangmao.

Once in the primary election of the Tiandou Society in the three southwestern provinces, Su Cangmang and Mei Sanbu fought each other, although they defeated Su Cangmang, they also suffered internal injuries.

But now, with Mei's three-step strength, he can defeat Su Cangmang lightly.

Su Yunfan was killed by Mu Xiaoxuan, and the people of the Su family saw it clearly, and everyone was very sad in their hearts, but they didn't dare to go out.

The big war outside is not something that people of their level can participate in.

"Mu Xiaoxuan, I'll kill you, I'll kill you!" Su Cang yelled frantically, tears rolling down his eyes.

"Are you crazy? You are hysterical? I just killed your father, what will happen to you if I destroy your Su family?" Mu Xiaoxuan yelled: "Can you feel the feeling of my whole family being destroyed?"

"I'll kill you! I'm going to kill you!" Su Cang didn't care about anything else, just roared wildly, struggling hard.

People are selfish.

His father led people to destroy the Mu family, he would not feel the slightest pain, only when his father was killed by Mu Xiaoxuan's revenge.

Human heart, human nature!

A withered palm slashed at Su Cang's neck and knocked him unconscious.

It was a withered old man, wrinkled, with black spots on his face, looking terrible, with a dull death aura on his body.

"Ancestor!" everyone in the Su family immediately shouted respectfully.

He is the ancestor of the Su family, the grandfather of Su Yunfan, and the well-deserved saint of the Apricot Forest in the ancient martial arts world, who has saved countless people and killed many people.

Su Shengtian participated in the great battle when the path of martial arts was cut off, and at that time, he was already a congenital triple, stuck for more than sixty years, and still couldn't enter the realm of martial arts, no one knew why.

"Send the cangma back to the room. Su Shengtian's voice was full of death, his lifespan was far beyond that of an ordinary innate triple martial artist, but by now, he had almost run out of oil.

"Yes!"

Everyone in the Su family endured the grief and sorrow.

Su Shengtian's eyes looked outside, at Su Yunfan, who was lying in a pool of blood, and only a slit was left in his eyes, revealing some sad emotions, but they quickly disappeared.

Su Yunfan is his own grandson, but at his age, he is used to seeing too many life and death, and it is no longer strange.

"Ancestor, you want to avenge the head of the family!" someone knelt down and spoke with a crying voice.

"Ancestor, take revenge!" everyone in the Su family knelt down.

Su Shengtian stood there quietly, motionless, for a long time, he said softly: "There is always a time for life and death, and let's see how Xuanmen deals with it." ”

In Su Shengtian's heart, he had a grudge against Xuanmen, and he knew very well that Su Yunfan had fallen to this point, and the responsibility was all on Xuanmen's head.

Rabbits and dead dogs are cooked, so cruel.

Everyone in the Su family stopped talking, followed Su Shengtian, and watched the battle outside the Su family in silence.

Nearly thirty martial arts powerhouses, their faces were hot.

Although they didn't deliberately protect Su Yunfan, the other party successfully killed Su Yunfan in front of so many of them, which was equivalent to slapping them in the face.

What made them even more angry was that these demons, whose average age was less than thirty years old, were so strong that they had been besieged for so long, and they still didn't fall behind.

"Everyone, don't keep your hands any longer! Once you can't kill these demons today, the ancient martial arts world will definitely suffer heavy losses because of them in the future! How can you face a strong enemy from the West again?" Gui Feng and Lu Hou almost gritted their teeth.

They sold Su Yunfan in exchange for a trap to besiege Xiao Fan and others, and now none of these people are injured, but Su Yunfan was killed first.

After this incident, no matter what happens to Xiao Fan and the others, Gui Feng and Lu Hou will inevitably face the scolding of the ancestor of the Su family and have to pay some price.

"Kill them!"

One by one, the strong men of Wuzun who were slapped in the face were angry, and they no longer kept their hands, and each performed a trick.

Boom Boom!

In this area, explosions shook the sky all the time.

The dust was flying, the wind was blowing, the trees and weeds were all destroyed, and the ground was full of potholes, as if it had been bombarded one after another, and it was full of devastation.

Xiao Fan was taken care of, and one person was besieged by ten Wuzun powerhouses, pressing step by step, frantically impacting, wanting to kill Xiao Fan.

But they were disappointed.

Xiao Fan's strength is now terrifyingly strong, and between his gestures, there is a mysterious aura circulating, and every punch and kick that seems to be ordinary contains very terrifying power.

Ten Wuzun powerhouses tried their best, but they couldn't attack for a long time.

"It's time to go!" Xiao Fan suddenly shouted.

The rest of the people looked moved, and suddenly erupted, temporarily forcing away the Wuzun who was besieging them, and gathered around Xiao Fan one after another.

"You can't go!" Gui Feng roared wildly, attacking with all his might, but he was punched hard by Xiao Fan, and he vomited blood, and he took more than a dozen steps back before stopping, and then spit out blood with a mouthful.

At this time, above Xiao Fan's head, a blood-colored dragon gradually outlined out.

"Retreat!"

Seeing this, the Wuzun powerhouses were shocked.

In the war between the East and the West, Xiao Fan used this move to destroy the ten peak powerhouses of the Holy Court, and now that they have reappeared, who of them can withstand it?

Killing the devil does not mean that he is willing to die.

Knowing that the other party's move was earth-shattering, no one was willing to go up and resist.

"Can't retreat! Can't retreat!" Gui Feng spat blood, his face was grim, and he yelled wildly.

But no one listened to him, and they all retreated, even Lu Hou.

"Let's go!"

Xiao Fan raised his hand, and the blood-colored dragon roared silently, and went straight to the martial arts powerhouses opposite, while he and the others quickly fled backwards.

The Martial Venerable powerhouses did not dare to stop them, they dodged and escaped from the attack range of the blood-colored dragon, and they were waiting to see the power of this move, but they were stunned to find that the blood-colored dragon had not yet pounced, and it had dissolved into the air.

"It's a bluff!" The faces of the martial arts powerhouses were pitch black, and their faces were like fire.

"Poof!"

Gui Feng was furious, and another mouthful of blood spurted out.

"Don't worry, they can't escape. The old man's voice came faintly, Su Shengtian walked tremblingly, facing so many martial arts powerhouses, his face was indifferent, and he looked at Su Yunfan, whose corpse in the pool of blood was gradually cold, and his eyes flashed: "Elder Guifeng, Elder Luhou, should Xuanmen give me Su Shengtian, a satisfactory answer?"

(End of chapter)