As soon as Bai Qitian heard that Chen Hong was really willing to stand up for his Bai family, he was excited, and hurriedly snatched the prepared treasure from the assistant's hand, and offered it with both hands: "Dust Protector, if you can avenge the little girl, this earth-level spiritual weapon can be regarded as a thank you gift." ”

Although Chenhong is a grandmaster, he does not value the world's money as much as ordinary people, but he has a deeper greed for these spiritual weapons than ordinary people.

In addition, the earth-level spiritual weapon is an unattainable treasure even for the Xie family, and if someone sends it to the door, there is no reason for Chenhong not to accept it.

"This matter is on Chen. Chen Hong stretched out his hand to take the earth-level spiritual weapon, and saw that it was a ring with storage ability, and nodded with satisfaction: "Don't worry, as long as the murderer of your daughter shows up, Chen will definitely sword him!"

The dust protector is the same age as Xie Jianghe, and his strength has entered the threshold of the grandmaster, although today, a hundred years after the revival of the aura, the grandmaster is no longer as rare as before, but he is a rare master in the world.

Hearing Chenhong's assurance, Bai Qitian was greatly relieved, expecting that his daughter's revenge had been taken seriously, "The matter of revenge should not be delayed for a long time." I plan to take Elder Chen to Saint Lingxiao's villa tomorrow and settle accounts with that murderer!" Bai Qitian finished speaking, and looked at Chenhong as if asking for advice.

Chenhong was intoxicated with studying the storage ring, and he didn't hear what Bai Qitian was saying at all, Xie Jianghe coughed twice in embarrassment. Only then did Chen Hong put away the ring, put on a new shelf of a worldly master, and assured Bai Qitian: "I am in charge of this matter, don't say tomorrow, even if you leave now, the old man has no opinion." ”

At this moment, in the center of the Xie family's living room, two figures appeared out of thin air.

Jing Wuming was wearing a black casual suit, his face was like a cold blade, and he swept over Bai Qitian and the three people in the living room with a slight turn of his eyes, the cold light under his eyes was everywhere, and the temperature in the entire living room seemed to have dropped by a few degrees!

Jing Wuming didn't speak, but there was a cold voice, as if he had passed through the most bitter hell, and appeared in the ears of the three of them.

"You don't need to move, I killed you for nothing. ”

Quiet!

It's quiet, and you can hear the pins dropping.

The Xie family's living room seemed to have been pressed the pause button, and at the moment when Jing Wuming appeared, everything was still!

Bai Qitian watched the video, and recognized Jing Wusheng at a glance as the murderer who killed Bai Xiweak, and after the initial moment of being intimidated by Jing Wusheng's momentum, hatred overshadowed everything, and he pointed at Jing Wusheng and roared angrily: "It's him, it's him who killed Xiweak!"

Xie Jianghe has been a talent scout for half his life, and he boasts of reading countless people, and he has never missed it in looking at people.

Just at the first glance of Jing Wusheng, Xie Jianghe's psychology sank without complaint!

He knew that this young man who killed Bai Xi's weakness was not an ordinary master of cultivation.

Because, this kind of heart-pounding feeling, even the Grandmaster Chenhong has never let him have it!

But he had already promised Bai Qitian, and Chenhong himself had promised to stand up for the Bai family, and now Xie Jianghe wanted to regret it again, it was too late!

Otherwise, the Xie family will not only become a villain who repents of his promise, but also be ridiculed by the Bai family as a coward.

To be a man to the point of Xie Jianghe, the most important thing is not money, but the reputation and face of the Xie family.

But anything that damages the reputation of the Xie family, Xie Jianghe will never do it!

Besides, if Chen Hong really can't beat Jing Wusheng at that time, he will definitely admit defeat by himself, and it will not be Xie Jianghe's turn to weigh it for him. Therefore, even if Xie Jianghe realized the strength of Jing Wuming, he still didn't open his mouth to stop him in the end.

But what Xie Jianghe didn't know was that at this moment, Chenhong was under tremendous pressure that others couldn't imagine. And it is the terrifying coercion that continues to increase over time!

Don't say admit defeat, it's hard to blink even an eye!

Just when Chenhong was fighting his life's cultivation and trying his best to resist the pressure from Jing Wusheng,

Bai Qitian, who was standing behind Chen Hong, saw that Chen Hong's whole body was straight, and thought that Chen Hong was ready to fight with Jing Wusheng, pointed at Jing Wusheng, and shouted angrily: "You scumbag, you ruined my daughter and killed him, I, Bai Qitian, will never die with you today!"

If Jing Wusheng wanted to kill Chenhong, he didn't even need to move his fingers. But in that case, the murderous aura in this dust Hong's body would automatically converge into Jing Wusheng's body.

However, the most taboo thing about condensing the Killing God Wings is that the murderous aura is too mixed, and the good and the bad are uneven, which will greatly increase the difficulty of the final purification and affect the quality of the God Killing Wings!

For the sake of the purity of the murderous aura, Jing Wusheng couldn't look down on such an old man as Killing Chenhong at all.

In this way, it is cheaper than Chenhong's life.

The death penalty escaped by chance, and the life of the living crime Jing Wu will never make him better.

Therefore, from the moment he entered the door just now, Jing Wuming continued to release the coercion of the killing god after thousands of years of experience against Chenhong alone.

This kind of coercion is like atmospheric pressure, which has no specific shape, and can only be felt by those who cultivate the truth.

Generally, a Heavenly Realm powerhouse like Saint Ling Xiao can withstand a maximum of 10 breaths.

One breath is the time for one breath, and ten breaths is the time for ten breaths.

A person like Chenhong who is only in the realm of a grandmaster, I am afraid that he can't even resist the five breaths, and he will be crushed to death by the pressure of the killing god released by Jing Wuming!

At this time, in the Xie family's living room, except for Jing Wusheng, only Chenhong and Shengling Xiao were cultivators.

Therefore, Jing Wusheng's god-killing coercion could only be felt by Chenhong and Saint Lingxiao.

Ordinary people like Bai Qitian and Xie Jianghe didn't feel anything.

Bai Qitian's angry shouts were completely ignored by Jing Wusheng!

Because for Jing Wuming, even a mortal like Bai Qitian, since he is not qualified to be his prey, he is not even qualified to talk to him.

Jing Wuming turned his head as usual, and caught a glimpse of Chenhong, whose face was purple and sweaty, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and he slowly stretched out a finger, then the second, the third, and the fourth!

Poof!

Chenhong's knees, like two glass bottles, slammed on the white marble tiles, and the crisp sound of bone cracking made Bai Qitian and Xie Jianghe shiver down their spines!

Blood trickled out from under his knees, which had been shattered into bones, and soon became a puddle of blood.

"Rao, spare me...... One life!" The blood vessels in front of Chenhong's forehead had burst out from under the skin, each one as thick as a little finger, and the muscles on his face seemed to be crushed by some huge and terrifying force, gradually beginning to deform, and the whole person seemed to be about to burst.

The voice begging for mercy was even more hoarse, and he howled out of his throat and eyes, and he couldn't care about the face of the grandmaster.

Bai Qitian and Xie Jianghe were both standing behind Chen Hong, and they couldn't see how hideous and embarrassed Chen Hong's face was at the moment.

But after listening to Chenhong's stammering begging for mercy just now, where would he not understand that Chenhong was not the opponent of the young man in front of him at all!

In just one face, the dignified grandmaster's dust hung was defeated so embarrassed!

Anyone with a little common sense can imagine that Jing Wusheng's realm must be much higher than Chenhong's realm in order to create such an overwhelming situation!

As soon as they thought of this, Xie Jianghe and Bai Qitian's faces turned pale, their hearts trembled, their scalps were numb, but their eyes involuntarily turned to the young man in front of them.

Jing Wuming had a cold face, looked at Chenhong, and said lazily: "It's up to you, you are not qualified to die at my hands, so you should live to accept the punishment!"

Yes!

As the words fell, a terrible scream came out of Chenhong's mouth.

Blood spurted out of Chenhong's mouth like tap water that had been turned on the tap.

Chenhong knelt on the ground in pain, grabbed his throat with both hands, and then spit out half of his bloody tongue in a series of retching sounds!

"You first said that I was a scumbag, and then said that you would never spare me when you met, and in the end it seemed that you would slash me under the sword. Your tongue is the most damn thing all over the body. ”

Jing Wuming held one hand behind his back, and his expression was leisurely when he spoke, as if he was not pulling out a human tongue, but pulling out a weed on the side of the road.

Dusty was so remorseful that Ula Ulla screamed, but he couldn't say a word clearly.

In the end, I cried in a hurry, and I could only keep kowtowing to Jing Wuxing!

Bang bang bang!

The sound of the skull smashing to the ground was like a huge drumstick, and it slammed into the hearts of Bai Qitian and Xie Jianghe.

The two of them could see clearly that the young man had not moved his hand since he entered the door, but Chenhong, who was ranked as a grandmaster, was already kneeling on the ground and half dead.

This, how can there be people in this world who are so strong?!!!

If this young man wanted to kill the two of them, wouldn't it be as easy as chopping melons and vegetables?

Thinking of this, Xie Jianghe and Bai Qitian stared at the half of their tongues on the ground, cold from their heels all the way to their scalps, and they couldn't stand steadily.