For so many years, the second grandfather has been enduring it. Now, there are more than fifty Martial Emperor Peaks under his hands, masters in the early and middle stages of Martial Saints, and a few are in the Martial God Realm, which is definitely an unstoppable team. The third grandfather is finished, the eldest grandfather is also finished, with the help of Yanagi Ichiro, Dongfang Zhuo, Song Zu and others, there is absolutely no problem for Long Jianghua to become the leader of the Cultivator Alliance. At that time, he will be in charge of these martial and demon cultivators in the whole world, which is equivalent to the Ninety-Five Emperor, and everyone has to look up to him.

The greater the hope, the greater the disappointment.

Dongfang Zhuo, Song Zu and others all died unexpectedly, and Yanagi Ichiro's cultivation was abolished, so Xu Tian sent someone to escort him to the Special S.H.I.E.L.D. Bureau. This person has no more value, and will be imprisoned in a tiger prison for the rest of his life. And Long Jianghua, the baby grandson of the second grandfather, even let Xu Tian be placed under house arrest.

This bastard!

The second grandfather hated it so much that the roots of his teeth itched, and it was already early in the morning. Dark clouds obscured most of the moon, and it looked as if it had been swallowed by a tengu. Tonight is the time for him to cover the sky with one hand and lay down a heroic hegemony, which is really exciting.

"Let's go!"

The second grandfather snorted, and these people drove the car and soon came to the northern suburbs of Binjiang City, where they met with the fierce monks of the Western Regions.

Bloody Hand is a thin old man, but he has a brutal temperament and takes pleasure in killing.

The corpse repair dead wood looked like a piece of wood, there was no expression on his face, and there was no corpse smell on his body, but a faint fragrance.

The Pink Widow was plump and looked to be in her thirties, with a ripe smell all over her body. It looks very tempting, the kind of woman who willingly lets you die at her hands.

Luo Giant has a height of more than two meters, a hammer in his hand, and has the courage of ten thousand people. Behind them, there are more than forty masters, all of whom are the kind of people who have been crisscrossing the rivers and lakes for many years and have done many evils. Now, these people are gathered together, and it's not your usual scary.

The fierce monk of the Western Regions came over, pointed to the abandoned brick factory not far away, and said in a low voice: "Second Grandpa, Xu Tian and Long Gongzi are in this brick factory, I saw it with my own eyes. ”

"Fierce monk, you can't be mistaken, can you?" said the pink widow softly, "I don't even see a little light?"

"How could it be? I kept staring. ”

"They're right here, I can feel it. The second grandfather said coldly: "Xu Tian used a quilt to cover all the windows around, so from the outside, there is no light at all." ”

"That's polite, I'll leave this matter to me. ”

The Pink Widow twisted her waist and saw that these people's haras were about to flow down. However, they didn't dare to think about her. This woman is practicing the kind of secret technique of collecting yin and replenishing yang, and they don't want to lose their lives once in a romantic relationship.

The second grandfather sneered: "What else is polite to deal with people like Xu Tian? The big guys went up together and surrounded this building for me." ”

There are more than 50 people, any of them are masters in their own right, what else is there to be afraid of the second grandfather? In the face of absolute strength, any mind is useless. The second grandfather still wished that there was an ambush, and they just swept away these people in a devastating situation. Only in this way can he establish his prestige.

Speak with a hard fist, and it's the same everywhere you go.

Soon, these people surrounded the five-story dilapidated building with three floors inside and three floors outside.

The second grandfather shouted: "Which of you went up and captured Xu Tian for me?"

"I'll come. ”

An old man jumped out, he was a master of the late stage realm of the Martial Saint, with only one eye, and the same fierce light. The second grandfather nodded, and asked the two of them to go up with him, be careful. Anyway, there are so many people, and there are more than a dozen people with extremely accurate marksmanship, who are not afraid of Xu Tian escaping at all. If Xu Tian flies in the air...... Hmph, just one shot knocked him down.

In doing so, the second grandfather is also exploring the truth and seeing how much capital Xu Tian has.

However, after waiting like this for a while, there was no news from upstairs. When the three of them went up, it was like a stone sinking into the sea, and there was not even a little movement. How could this be? These people looked at this dilapidated five-story building, and a kind of fear rose in their hearts. The black windows were like countless eyes staring at them, making their hearts tense.

This fear of the unknown is the most terrifying.

The pink widow frowned and said, "Second Grandpa, I'll touch it and take a look......"

The second grandfather said coldly: "Xu Tian is pretending to be a ghost here, let's go up together, but we want to see what means he can have." ”

The bloody hand surrounded the dilapidated building like Luo Giant and other forty people, and the second grandfather and more than a dozen people such as the fierce monk of the Western Regions, the corpse repair dead wood, and the pink widow walked in. 1st floor, 2nd floor...... Soon, until they reached the fifth floor, their spirits noticed that something was different.

The building is so dilapidated that there are no doors or windows. When you get up the stairs, you can almost see an entire floor. The faint lights and windows in the hall on the fifth floor were obscured by the broken quilts, and the ground was dirty, and the one-eyed dragon and the other three people were lying there in a row, blood still flowing from their necks.

Long Jianghua's hands and feet were tied, and his mouth was also gagged with a stinky rag, and he shrank motionless in the deepest corner, covered in dirt. It can be seen that he has suffered a lot of torture. There was a chair next to him, and Xu Tian was sitting there, with a little helplessness and bitterness in his eyes: "Second Grandpa, I knew that I couldn't hide anything from you, but you still found here." ”

"Xu Tian, how is Long Jianghua?"

"He's okay now, but ......" Xu Tian put a short knife against Long Jianghua's neck, and said coldly: "Whether he will be okay after a while depends on your performance." ”

"You dare to mess around!" The fierce monk of the Western Regions jumped out and said angrily: "Xu Tian, if you dare to hurt one of Long Jianghua's hairs, we will all break you into pieces." ”

"Come, you can try to break my body into pieces. ”

Xu Tiancai was not polite, and cut Long Jianghua's body with a knife, which made Long Jianghua's body twitch a little, and the blood immediately flowed out.

Holding Long Jianghua hostage is equivalent to pinching the weakness of the second grandfather.

The second grandfather said in a deep voice: "Xu Tian, what do you want? ”