"It's good to come. ”

Looking at Zhao Tianyang's menacing venomous palm, Jun Mo did not retreat but advanced.

His eyes were slightly condensed, he stepped out in one step, and punched out in the air, his fist was wrapped in golden light, and his fist was mighty, carrying a supreme yang to just strength, and the yin and poisonous black palm prints were hard to shake.

Jun Molin's qi and blood are so vigorous, like a great day oven, all poisons do not invade.

At the moment of the fist collision, a storm set off out of thin air, and the shock wave of the collision caused both of them to retreat several feet.

"The little beast died for me. ”

"Bloody Palm!"

Zhao Tianyang struck again with a loud cry, the spiritual power in his body was running to the extreme, and a bloody aura spread from his body, exuding scarlet blood light all around his body. Like a demon from hell. The scarlet blood light condensed in his palm. Towards Jun Molin's chest, he slapped it down.

"Carving insect skills, but Erer. ”

Jun Mo Lin snorted coldly, the momentum around his body skyrocketed, becoming more powerful, and the rigid body shone with dazzling golden light, at this moment, he was like a sun god flashing with a thousand rays of light, and he swung out a punch, like a bright starlight.

A punch broke through the air, carrying a huge force of ten thousand jun, and collided with a bloody palm.

The fist slammed into the palm print, and the powerful power poured out like a flood finding an outlet.

"Bang!"

Jun Molin's devastating power instantly crushed Zhao Tianyang, passed through his palm, and slammed into his chest.

"Poof!"

A mouthful of blood gushed out, and Zhao Tianyang flew out directly in the shocked eyes of Zhao Jie and the guards, and crossed more than ten zhang in the air before landing heavily. There was a long mark on the marble slab.

"How is it possible, how can it be so strong. ”

Zhao Jie's eyes were cracking at the moment, and his face was not in disbelief.

Not only him, but everyone present was dumbfounded, the second master of the Zhao family, the ninefold powerhouse of the Stream Realm, would actually lose in the hands of a young man, this ending is really unacceptable.

Jun Molin ignored Zhao Jie, but looked at the seriously injured Zhao Tianyang and sneered: "If you want to keep me, I'm afraid you can't." ”

Seeing Jun Molin's disdainful smile, Zhao Jie's face instantly turned pale.

"Little brute, don't be arrogant, my grandfather will definitely kill you. ”

Jun Molin turned his head to look at the frightened Zhao Jie, full of murderous intent overflowing.

Under the heavy pressure of Zhao Jie, Zhao Jie still wanted to continue to say a few cruel words, but the sad thing was that it became difficult for him to even speak at this moment.

Looking at Jun Molin's hellish death walking towards him step by step, he felt as if his soul was about to burst out of his body.

When he came to Zhao Jie's body, Jun Molin reached out and clasped a hand heavily around his neck.

Like pinching a powerless chicken, he was lifted off the ground.

Zhao Jie's originally resentful gaze gradually crept up with a trace of fear, and finally the color of resentment was replaced by fear.

He had lived for sixteen years, and for sixteen years he had never felt death, so close to him.

As Jun Molin's hand continued to exert force, Zhao Jie's breathing became more and more difficult.

"Please... Please... Spare me... One... A dog's life. ”

Choked words came out of Zhao Jie's low throat with difficulty, he hadn't enjoyed enough beautiful women, he hadn't enjoyed enough of the pleasure of burning and looting, he was still young, he didn't want to die.

Jun Molin looked at Zhao Jie indifferently, his eyes burning with anger: "I spared you, have you spared the villagers of Donglai Village, they are all innocent." ”

"You'd better go to hell and confess to them!"

"Click!"

Jun Molin's palm instantly pinched Zhao Jie's neck, and suddenly Zhao Jie's gaze gradually drifted, he stretched out his hand and tried his best to grasp the last trace of life, but in the end, the corpse was still weakly carried down and fell heavily to the ground.

"Zhao Jie, Wu'er, little mongrel, you, how dare you ......"

Zhao Tianyang, who was already seriously injured, saw his beloved only son being killed, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and he passed out.

"Vertical Zier dare!"

An angry roar came from not far away, and the entire ground seemed to be shaken by this roar, and he looked at the head of the Zhao family, Zhao Dingtian, who had successfully returned from the marriage with the Mountain Sect. Surrounded by two people, they are Zhao Tianyang's second and third brothers, Zhao Tianyue, and Zhao Tianchen.

Zhao Dingtian is over sixty years old, and he never thought that he would actually have a day when a white-haired person would send a black-haired person.

"Little brute, whoever you are, you will surely die today. ”

Bloody Palm!

Zhao Dingtian's cultivation broke through the fourfold Spring Source Realm, and his spiritual power could break through his body, and his strength was a hundred times stronger than Zhao Tianyang.

I saw that his body was turbulent, and the bloody aura was permeating, and the terrifying coercion caused the hard marble floor to crack, and the cracks spread all the way to Jun Molin's feet.

A large blood-colored handprint whistled out, and there was a burst of air in the air. This palm is terrifying.

Thunderstorm Punch!

Jun Mo Lin had no fear in the face of this terrifying palm, there was a thunder arc beating on his body, and with a kick of his feet, the whole person turned into a thunderbolt and shot out, and a big pit appeared on the ground.

A punch carries endless thunder and lightning, and this punch seems to cut through the void.

"Boom!"

"Bang!"

The fist and palm print collided in the void, producing a huge explosion. The aftermath of the horror caused the surrounding ground to sink and eventually collapse.

In an instant, Jun Molin and Zhao Dingtian both retreated a few feet.

Immediately afterwards, the two turned into two black shadows, constantly colliding together, and in an instant, they could not touch each other in a hundred moves.

Jun Molin found a vacancy, and carried the power of ten thousand jun with one foot, like a meteorite falling from the sky, and stepped heavily on Zhao Dingtian's chest.

"Poof!"

Zhao Dingtian spurted out a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground.

"Damn, this little beast is very strong, and my father is afraid that he is no match for him, and he must be allowed to die today, otherwise he will suffer endlessly. ”

"We assisted my father in the process. ”

The guards listened to the order, whoever could cut this little beast with a knife would be rewarded with 100,000 taels of silver. Zhao Tianyue gritted her teeth and said.

The Zhao family's guards, the originally fearful eyes slowly turned into a greed. 100,000 taels, you don't have to worry about it in this life.

There must be brave men under the so-called heavy money.

One hundred and ten guards drew their swords and surrounded Jun Molin.

"Kill!"

I don't know who roared, and it became the fuse of the attack, and suddenly a cold sword light came towards Jun Molin.

Jun Mo Lin didn't dodge or dodge, and watched the sky full of sword light and punch fiercely.

"Bang bang bang!!"

Suddenly, the sword light shattered, and more than a dozen figures flew out upside down.

His fist was as if it were made of steel, and another punch was blasted out, like a golden giant, and the iron blade of the steel knife was unscathed.

Finally, all the sword light was shattered by his punch, and then Jun Mo was on tiptoe, his body turned into afterimages, and he began to take the initiative to attack.

The speed at which Jun Molin's body erupted was something that this group of early stage guards of the Stream Realm could withstand.

The guards, before they could react, came full of fist shadows.

Bang bang ......!

One hundred and ten guards all fell to the ground, and they didn't know whether they were alive or dead, but Jun Molin was unharmed.

Jun Molin glanced at the field, but he didn't find anyone from the Zhao family, it turned out that when Jun Molin was surrounded, he blocked his view, Zhao Tianyue, Zhao Tianchen carried Zhao Dingtian and fled in chaos.