"What are you waiting for, hurry up and get this rebel!" the bald old man had realized that something was wrong, but now he couldn't turn back without hitting the south wall, and the road was gone.

As long as you can catch him, and then secretly ruthlessly, he will complain about the fall abolished or killed outright, so why complain that the autumn has a lot of background, but the bald old people are confident that they will be safe from the storm.

However, no matter how the bald old man dies and cries, no one wants to take the lead.

"Are you deaf?" the elder commands you to immediately grasp the evil obstacles.

He resented Autumn and suddenly waved his hand and hit the bald old man directly in front of him, and then the bald old man flew out like a sandbag and smashed into a tree, even breaking his torso.

Most of the bald old man has already sunk, why complain that this blow did not hit the hand and was not too hard.

"I, I, he's a brother, I'm just".

Finally, one disciple could not bear the torment in his heart and why he complained about the intense oppression of the fall. He stands out in a barrage of words and finally wants to mature.

But 1 made him look closely.

"Is there anything else?" Why complain about Qiuqiu's indifference, the momentum on his body has begun to involuntarily outsource, this is the real sign of the outbreak.

These people, for the sake of the bald old man, should treat their souls and beasts to the point of ignoring the warnings of the evil clouds, and they should be ready to endure their wrath.

A succession of deceptive cousins came out, their faces very frightened, not knowing what kind of repeated revenge they would receive next.

The bald old man looked up with difficulty, saw the scene, and suddenly vomited another mouthful of blood, and his face turned pale. He, who is he? Why are these fathers so afraid of him? I, I've never seen this man! The bald old man's mind was still clear, and he felt that more and more things were deviating from his predictions.

More than half of the disciples have been strengthened, and they are all truly hands-on people.

He Binqiu's eyes swept over the faces of these people, and they immediately felt an extremely terrifying aura enveloping their bodies, and even their souls trembled involuntarily.

Faced with what the original god of resentment had condensed, these disciples were too weak in spirit to leave no room for resistance.

"If you dare to do that, you have to be prepared to live with the consequences. Now, I'll make you ready for your mistakes!" he complained that Mr. Qiu snorted coldly, then suddenly waved his right hand, and then dozens of swords suddenly came out, and those disciples who stood up did not leak, and they were all hit by the sword light.

"Ahh

"Poof!"

The continuous screams and clashes caused the disciples to fly out, most of them in the same place, their clothes and robes torn and bloody.

He Binqiu's control method was quite accurate, and these disciples were extremely seriously harmed, but this did not cause them any life and death crisis, nor did it harm their foundation.

He Yuanqiu just wanted to teach these accomplices, and the main responsibility was baldness.

In the end, the bald old man was terrified when he saw how he complained about Qiu's ferocious tactics. He longed to get up and calendar, but he didn't give him a chance at all.

"You and you, don't come here, I just want to send out those three spirit beasts, they stole my spirit grass, I can't ignore it, I'm an elder, I'm an elder of the Heavenly Sword Gate, you can't kill me, you can't! Otherwise, neither the Lord nor my skin will let you leave!"

He Binqiu looked at the bald old man as if he were a clown, with a hint of sarcasm and banter on his face.

As for what the old man said, Zhao Haisheng and his brother, he didn't care about Qiu.

He complained that Qiu had come to the bald old man, and then slowly stretched out to a bald eyebrow.

"You, what do you want to do, my brother is the lord of the Fa Fa Court, you can't kill me, otherwise he won't let you go, you deceive me, you will die!"

He complained that Qiu's palm was still slowly approaching the bald old man's eyebrows, and the sensation of four voices descended on the bald man's heart.

Brother, why don't you come, brother, I will be killed by this madman!, while bald and frightened, keep praying that this terrible crisis will be pleased now. The bald man knew that if he could catch him, waiting for him could be endless torture.

"Die!" Suddenly, the old man changed his face, begging for mercy, a grim look appeared in his eyes, and then a black light flew out from his palm and flew directly to his grumbling cheek.

He didn't seem to be touched by the feeling of God in the fall. He didn't seem to be shining this black light in his eyes at all.

"Huh!"

The black light struck an invisible obstacle. Dissipate directly, and there is no harm at all.

Hula!

He Yuanqiu's fingerprints finally hit the bald eyebrows, and then the bald eyes were eclipsed.

When they saw this, their hearts were shocked, because in their eyes, he complained that Qiu had killed his bald head.

However, although he does not care about the baldness or the law enforcement courtiers behind the baldness, there is no problem with the baldness's life in any case.

He won't give up his baldness so easily, he still has a lot of torture methods not to show, and with the help of the evil clouds, it will definitely make this bald head unforgettable.

However, when He Yuanqiu was about to start, an extremely powerful voice fell from the sky.

"He, nephew, please have mercy!"

The bald brother, the lord of the court, has finally arrived, and if he slows down, his brother will receive an unforgettable memory.

"He Shinephew, I have something to say, I have a rough understanding of the affairs between you and my brother, and I really can't blame any party for these things. ”

He complained again in class and sneered.

"Since he started working, he's going to pay the price. No one can stop me!" he complained, Qiu had never been left with the elders of this hair hall.

The lord of the hall of execution was immediately angry. In any case, he complained that Qiu was only a disciple of three generations. It would be rude to dare to speak to him like that.

"Why blame Qiu, I admit that you have great respect for the master of the door, but the master of the door will never support you in attacking my brother, because you are only three generations of disciples, and he is the elder".

The meaning of the lord is very clear, that is, why complain that Qiu's seniority is lower than that of the bald head, and why complain that if Qiu really kills the bald head, no matter what his relationship with Xu Haisheng is, it is an act of deceiving the master. Destroying his ancestors, which is the most taboo in the spirit world, what Autumn once really did, is likely to be severely punished.

But he scoffed and said, "My lord is too worried. I never wanted to kill this garbage because he didn't deserve it. ”

When the executive heard the news, he finally got really angry.

"Why don't you give me a bad face? Now I'll give you one last chance. I can give you a proper compensation on behalf of my brother. Then we will cancel this thing and no one will mention it again".

He grumbled, and Qiu looked at the hoarse Hair Lord and whispered, "Do you think it's possible? If you want to cancel it, then do it for you?"

He was still laughing at the bald head just now, and in the blink of an eye, he even laughed at the director of the hair hall.

(End of chapter)