"Kill!"

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"Kill him!"

Three words, whether it is one word or three words, if it is just a shout, it is destined to be so simple that it is powerless, at this moment, Han Xian's eyes are just angry, and he is just roaring in his heart.

Why don't you do it yet?

It's because Han Xian is waiting.

Waiting for a reason, the words 'uneven' here are not valid, although their own eyes are seeing, but what they see is other people's family affairs, and even watching from the sidelines is a kind of mistake, not to mention that the arrogant soul feels that killing such a person is not dirty with his own hands.

That is the enmity of the Son, and that is the enmity of the Father.

This grudge must be taken away by the vengeance.

In the end, the punishment that the old man Bai roared in his heart took the absolute upper hand.

Patriarch Bai's fist penetrated Old Man Bai's chest again, but this time Old Man Bai, who was called 'Father', finally raised his majestic stick.

The clenched fist could not tell whether it was strong or weak, let alone whether the cowardly fist was firm or hesitant.

The father's fist is destined to be weak, and the swing is destined to be hesitant.

But the powerless ridiculous has said enough to Han Xianlai, and inadvertently a hint of joy flashed in his eyes, and his left hand was raised, although the father's hatred was weak, but he did have his own heavenly way to help him.

People are certainly smart.

Han Xian is secretly rejoicing for his own cleverness, everything is often invisible, and the Tao is even more normal, how can the mantra of the word 'hum' that he is fortunate to realize be stuck with a word.

"Hum~. ”

Spit lightly in the mouth, the Dao power on the left hand is circulating, and the twin stars swim to converge into the Taiji diagram, but this time the energy and blood emitted by the Rifeng Dao Control are indeed mixed with this little Zen, and behind the Sunfront Taiji diagram in the palm of the hand, there is a faint shadow of the word 'Buddha'.

Purify the karma of unfilial piety, destroy the ignorance and foolishness.

Patriarch Bai didn't seem to hear about the movement in the distance, and his eyes only fell on the old man's body, face, and fist, although he was resentful, but anyone could see the ridicule from his disdainful sneer.

As if to say, 'Even the dry bones in your mound still have the strength to clench your fist, and you dare to hit me with such a fist.' ’

Although the expression of the face cannot be heard, the expression that falls on people's hearts does not get the same answer.

Han Xian saw that disdainful face, and he also wiped out the heart of the Bai patriarch even more.

But the old man Bai looked at the disdain on his own son's face, the gray heart, but he did not forget his instinct, the old man saw the ridicule, but he was indeed looking for the reason he thought was appropriate for this ridicule.

'Young man, who doesn't have impulses!'

'Young man, who doesn't have a dignified and proud body!'

You're going to make mistakes.

Is the Bai patriarch still young, and can the Bai patriarch's mistakes still be called wrong?

When people reach middle age, his son is already weak, and he is young and vigorous, the Bai patriarch has long passed the age of impulsiveness, and the people who have been dazzled by the 'demon sacrifice' have no arrogance, and this mistake has long been magnified into an obstacle.

Fortunately, although Old Man Bai hesitated about this reason in his heart, this reason had not completely suppressed the punishment in his heart, but the fist that was already weak and hesitant to move forward was even more shaky.

Sometimes, people can be really proud.

Even if the Bai patriarch who was condensed by resentment was not arrogant, he did keep his arrogance, and his sneering eyes added to the face of contempt, and the hands, legs and feet that should have been destroyed had stopped destroying the old man, he just stood, as if waiting for the old father's fist to fall on his body.

As the fist approached the chest of the Bai patriarch minute by minute, the old man's will became thinner and thinner.

In this short distance, it seems that the vastness of the Tianhe River is separated, and the dry bone fist is more like a thousand catties of burden, and every point of progress requires ten thousand efforts.

At this moment, this punch has reached the end of the crossbow, and he is trembling and shaking, and he is an old man.

And this dying old man has absolutely no ability to drop his fist on this unfilial son.

But there are too many well-wishers in the world, Han Xian is impatient and wants to help him get rid of the dregs of the world, and this time even there is filial piety and wants to help his old father.

But everyone knows that Patriarch Bai is completely arrogant.

The sneering gaze found the dilemma of the old father's fist, because it wanted to fall on itself as many times as before, and it had to accept its own fulfillment.

"Hey~~. ”

Han Xian sighed slightly, because his eyes saw that Bai Lao'er's fist was weakly retreating, he was powerless, and why should he defend the majesty of his father for him.

Before the sadness floated, his eyes immediately found joy, although Bai Lao'er's fist retreated in powerlessness, but Bai Patriarch did pounce in arrogance, and he himself was hitting his father's fist with his chest.

Kill yourself, God help me.

Han Xian's face was shocked at first glance, Ri Feng completely turned into a silent and invisible hidden behind the Bai Patriarch, as long as his body touched his father's fist, this body resented himself and took them away.

Why did Patriarch Bai dare?

That's because I don't know how many times, my father's fist fell on my body and was so weak that it was not even as good as scratching an itch, and this time it was just a repetition of the ridicule that I had had.

Sure enough, the old man's eyes that saw his own son rushing in were filled with a deep haze, and his whole body was almost numb.

Numb to the point that I forgot to take it.

Numb to the point that the fist does not know how to disperse.

Of course, this is the arrangement of heaven, the Bai patriarch hit his father's fist because of the unfilial piety magnified by arrogance, and his fate is knotted here, but the best proof of the unhappiness of the karmic cycle of retribution.

"Poof~~. ”

The sound of the fist hitting his chest was so slight that even the sneer on the corner of the Bai Patriarch's silent mouth could cover it up, and the shock and heartache of the old man Bai who had achieved the punishment at this moment instantly pierced the entire numb body.

is already such a big son, how can he beat him as a father!

How can you not fight, although the Bai clan is one to middle-aged, it is indeed inferior to a child.

Three-year-old children will also call softly: 'Daddy, mother.' ’

is already unscrupulous to this point, then he deserves to die, he deserves the end of ashes, and he is not wronged.

Patriarch Bai sneered at his father's fist falling on his chest by his own arrangement, surely mocking 'it is as powerless as usual,' but this sneer really can't see behind him.

The silent Rifeng with the word 'hum' mantra fell on the body of the Bai patriarch when he sneered, and at this time, the old man Bai's surprise and regret reached its peak, and at this time, the joy in Han Xian's heart just reached the peak.

"Shhh ”

A slight sound made the sneer and disdain of the Bai patriarch completely solidify, and the old man Bai's regret fell directly into the abyss, and only Han Xian's smile bloomed like the summer sun.

The sneering was frozen, and the Bai patriarch found that the fist printed on his chest was a little different from before, although he still felt Ke Ling's powerlessness, but it seemed to be a little weird.

Of course the Father also saw the discovery of the Son.

Knowing his son Mo Ruo's father, the old man Bai found the horror from the sudden change in his face, how could he dare to stop the fist, and hurriedly put it away, panicking and wanting to hold his son in his arms.

But the arrogant son did not want to.

His face was full of resentment, and his eyes fell on the old man Bai like an enemy for several lifetimes, he was powerless at the moment, and if he still had half a breath, he would definitely rise up and fight each other.

Where is the weird place in the body of the Bai patriarch?

It's too obvious.

On the chest of the Bai patriarch, the small mantra of the word 'hum' exudes a soft light, and at this moment he is the manifestation of the existence of the Heavenly Dao, and it should be the punishment and punishment from the heavens.

He deserves to die, of course he deserves to die.

The Buddha light scattered by the mantra became hotter and hotter, and the resentment that built the body of the Bai patriarch dared to stay, and fled one after another, and as they dispersed, the damned person seemed to have found the goodness that had been discarded in the drowsy curse, and the arrogance was gone.

The bird is dying, and its song is mourning.

When a man is about to die, his words are good.

However, it is certain that it is impossible for the Bai Patriarch, who has been lost to such a point, to say anything kind, and how can he make too many noises if he is resentful.

There is no absolute, if you really want to think in your heart, even if your heart is dead, your obsession will achieve it.

"Dad, it hurts!"

If people don't know in advance about the son's unfilial piety, then at this moment, the old father is holding the father and son who are powerless to return to the sky, it must be a tragic image of heartbreak and tears, and the white old man who has gathered and formed is already full of old tears in his eyes.

Do unfilial people still deserve to die?

Under the cycle of cause and effect, this retribution should not be presented naked in front of the old man, but He Nai Tiandao was ruthless and did what he should do.

"Haha, good, good. ”

Seeing the disillusionment of the Bai patriarch, Han Xian couldn't help but laugh excitedly, Ri Feng was already ready, and with his left hand controlling the Taiji Diagram slightly, the unfilial son was completely banned by the truth.

But Han Xian's smile seemed to be a little embarrassing, because the old man Bai was in tears, and the mantra of the word 'hum' scattered by Rifeng seemed to only seal the grievances of the unfilial Bai patriarch, and the others had indeed all been submerged in the body of the old man Bai.

Finally, Han Xian was found out by resentment.

Finally, Han Xian knew from the resentful eyes of the old man Bai that his laughter was too much.

At this moment, the old white man stared at Han Xian like a ghost, and he couldn't help but have a slight hairbreak on his back, and Han Xian hurriedly took a deep breath.

"Put it down. ”