The Dao foundation was completely destroyed, the meridians and limbs were mutilated, and it was extremely reluctant to heal either of these two injuries in three days. And even before he was injured, Zhou Xinyan had never regarded Zhuge Xin as an imaginary enemy, because he was not sure.

But now everything doesn't matter.

Zhou Xinyan just wanted to use the sword in his hand to split Zhuge Xin's Heavenly Spirit Cover, so that he could see what the darkness had become.

More than 300 years ago, Zhou Xinyan's brother Zhou Yan single-handedly supported the Zhuge family, which was already in decline, and single-handedly promoted the marriage with the Zhuge family.

The genius married the mediocre, and Zhong Mingding's food family extended an olive branch to the boy in the tattered alley.

Zhou Xinyan will always remember Zhuge Xin's humble posture at that time, but the more he remembers it clearly, the more disgusting he feels.

"Ding!"

The reckless jump split did not gain any achievements, and the hem of Zhuge Xin's robe rolled up slightly, and the wind it brought up knocked Zhou Xinyan upside down.

The black sword was directly inserted into the ground, and Zhou Xinyan fell on the snow after turning several somersaults.

"Whew, whew!"

Gasping loudly, even the other party's clothes were in such an embarrassing situation, the difference in strength between the two sides was too great, as long as Zhuge Xin was willing, he could take Zhou Xinyan's life at any time.

But he didn't take it, as if he had some concerns.

"Thief, are you afraid?"

Zhou Xinyan scolded.

Zhou Xinyan knew what Zhuge Xin's concerns were, when he grabbed the olive branch thrown by the Zhou family, Zhuge Xin swore that "I will never point a finger at the Zhou family, otherwise I will not be able to make any progress in cultivation, and I will never hurt the life of the Zhou family, otherwise I will die immediately under the thunder." ”。

Therefore, everything Zhuge Xin did to the Zhou family was mostly an indirect calculation, even when he personally snatched the fire and thunder, he tried his best to control it not to hurt Zhou Xinyan.

"Huh. ”

Zhuge Xin sneered a few times.

He was really scared.

In his original plan, he originally planned to let Zhou Xinyan die under Mo Ye's sword, but who expected to kill Lin Ming halfway.

The oath has a great binding force on the monks, and even at the moment when the power of the Heavenly Dao is declining, the matter of "five thunders and thunders in the sky" will be fulfilled 100%.

Especially when the five thunders of the open sky are behind him.

Facing Zhou Xinyan, who was about to charge himself again, Zhuge Xin helplessly raised his right hand.

"Smack. ”

In Zhou Xinyan's angry scolding, Zhuge Xin's short sword made a soft sound, and a copper coin at the head of the sword froze with the action of raising his hand.

Freeze is followed by vanishing.

It was fried into a handful of powder.

The wind that was blowing towards Zhuge Xin suddenly turned around, and several black shadows in the wind moved faintly, and Zhou Xinyan was caught off guard and wrapped around his limbs.

"Stop for a while, Brother Zhou. ”

The black rope was the wind that was tied, and the wind rope locked Zhou Xinyan so much that he couldn't move, and he fell into the snow, like a piece of rotten wood.

Zhuge Xin looked at him condescendingly, as if he was examining a fish that had fallen into a net.

"I won't kill you, I won't hurt you, and I want to invite you to watch the big scene of the 'Five Thunders Gathering' that is rare in a thousand years, do you think I'm a friend enough?"

Some people's smiles will make the audience have the urge to rush up and beat him, Zhou Xinyan has broken many such smiles in his life, but this time, he can't break it.

"Phew!"

Up to now, even a once powerful figure like Zhou Xinyan can only take a mouthful of spit as the only struggle he can take out and the only one he can do.

The spit he spat drew an oblique upward parabola in the air, and due to various reasons such as angle and wind force, it was impossible for this spit to fall on Zhuge Xin's body the moment it blurted out.

The slit was destined to land on the black sword stuck in the snow.

As a Zhou Xinyan who has a history of applauding with a mouth and a mouthful of blood in a state where his limbs are completely wasted and his cultivation is greatly damaged, all his actions are worthy of being chewed repeatedly.

Therefore, in the face of this phlegm, Zhuge Xin's approach was to meet it, kicking the black sword and blocking Zhou Xinyan's phlegm with the ancestral robe on his body.

"Horn!"

The sputum is yellow and green, which adds a bit of moisture to the monotonous robe on Zhuge Xin's body.

Three primary colors, almost a little red.

"Bear!"

The phlegm hung slightly on Zhuge Xin's robe, and the outline of the fire talisman suddenly took shape, and a red lotus bloomed.

It has been a hanging cliff and a hundred zhang ice, and there are flowers and branches and pretty.

A swaggering flower, each petal contains anger.

Zhuge Xin turned a blind eye to this, the red lotus bloomed and disappeared with a snap of his fingers, and the old Taoist robe did not leave the slightest scorch mark, only the stench that remained in the air when the phlegm was burned could prove that it had really existed.

The struggle of the weak, but that's it.

An ice hockey ball was stuffed into Zhou Xinyan's mouth, and he couldn't spit out any longer.

"The most troublesome old ghost and the most familiar old dog have been caught, calculate, who else will come at this time?

Lupine scarf, ignoring the loss of silver hair, in terms of styling, Zhuge Xin is definitely worthy of the word 'suave and suave'.

……

"Boom!"

Explosions and bombings occurred in all parts of the Celestial Empire, as long as the towns with a population of more than 100,000 occurred at dawn on this day.

The subway that was overturned from the bottom, and in the billowing smoke, several cultivators hurriedly handed over their hands.

"Are you guys mistaken? Why did you attack us? The Zhuge family and the Wang family have been friends for generations! Stop quickly!"

Someone shouted in the smoke.

Being able to shout so loudly in battle, it is already clear which way the balance of the battle situation is tilting.

"Who has befriended you from generation to generation?"

Someone snorted coldly.

When the Zhuge family was down, few families were willing to lend a hand, and there were even people who stepped on a few feet, more than three hundred years was nothing to the monks, and today was the time for revenge.

"Hmph! Wang Family Boundary! How can you wait for Er to be wild?!"

A large mudra made of light descended from the sky, and the smoke dispersed, but it was still a step slower.

There were six corpses lying on the ground, and only half of the people living in the battlefield remained.

"Wang Laogou! That's all there is to it, bye bye!"

The living man had lost his entire body from the waist down, but as a monk, he was able to use many means without losing his hands, and he dipped his blood in ink to activate the escape talisman at the moment.

The white light flashed, and the 'Wang Lao Dog' who was chasing from a distance pounced.

"Zhuge family!"

The head of the Wang family gritted his teeth as he looked at the many corpses in the field.

Such a scene played out almost identically in the residences of many large clans, and for those small clans who were not very powerful, this morning meant the extinction of the clan.

This is a blood sacrifice for the five thunders of the opening heavens.