Just when Huang Pingfan was still greedy for a little loot and refused to leave the Qingyun City Restaurant, there was already a group of people hurrying to this side at a lightning speed.

Chen Yaojing was still digging three feet into the ground looking for the loot, but suddenly, his divine sense scanned it, and a powerful aura hurried to this side.

He hurriedly shouted to Huang Pingfan: "Young master, I'm afraid retribution is coming! Let's leave immediately!"

Huang Pingfan smiled confidently: "Don't panic! Go on! ”

In fact, Huang Pingfan was very frightened. He knew that after killing that noble son, there would be consequences. I just never imagined that it would be so soon.

However, everyone is coming, and if you think about escaping at this time, it is impossible to escape. If you have to do this, it will only expose your shortcomings, and when the time comes, you will die a very desolate death.

Take a risk on your own and pretend to be confident, but it is possible to scare and scare the enemy.

At the very least, people think that they are here, laying a trap waiting for them, and they are more or less jealous, aren't they?

As for the results?

At worst, it's just being killed.

Just after Huang Pingfan suppressed the fear in his heart, pretended to be a wisdom pearl in his hand, and appeased Chen Yaojing, the enemy had already come to the ninth floor of the restaurant.

An old man with a Dao Bone Immortal Wind at the head roared loudly: "Who is it? Who killed the young master of my family?"

"Damn! Immortals!" Huang Pingfan complained in his heart: Why do bad people always look so righteous? Could it be that the justice of this world is the meaning of bad people?

Chen Yao respected a few of them, looking at a Taoist robe hunting in the wind, an old face that should have been compassionate and compassionate, but it was full of evil energy, just like the face of a devil who urgently needs to choose someone to devour. They are a little uncomfortable in their hearts, why does the villain look like a fairy wind, how good does this look like?

"I killed it! What? Immortal Weng plans to make a move on me, the eldest young master of the Huang family's Huangmen? Hehe, it seems that my Huang family's Huangmen has been too low-key all these years.

It has caused many people to have the illusion that my Liangzhou Huang Family Huangmen is no longer the top family in the Xuanxuan Continent in the past.

Even cats and dogs can be fiddled with at will?

Hehe, it seems that my ancestor is still too benevolent, and what his immortal sword is pointing at is no longer much of a deterrent!" Huang Pingfan said lazily.

"The sword comes—"

The old man didn't seem to hear Huang Pingfan's threat, or he really didn't care about the Huang family and Huangmen in Liangzhou at all.

Just after the old man shouted, "The sword is coming-", Huang Pingfan's corner of his eyes suddenly caught a glimpse of a sword coming from the west, brilliant and magnificent, mighty, and powerful.

"This, Tuomade, what kind of realm is it? Could it be that he is the top master of Emperor Xuan's cultivation?" Huang Pingfan was so scared in his heart that he was going to die.

If he is really a Xuan Emperor, then he is really not afraid of the number one master in Liangzhou.

"The second level of the Xuanzong Realm?" Chen Yaojing shouted: "The second level of the Xuanzong Realm, you want to hurt the young master of my family, I think you are planning to bring disaster to your own family! Don't you know how many great Xuanzong souls are under the Huang family's Huangmen Taizu?"

Then why is the second weight of the Xuanzong Realm so cool, and the three Xuanzong Realm under his hands are so like crooked melons and cracked dates?" Huang Pingfan kept complaining in his heart.

Yes, Huang Pingfan has indeed seen a lot of Xuanzong Realm, but at this time, he deeply felt that the difference between Xuanzong Realm and Xuanzong Realm was too amazing. It seems that they are not of the same grade at all.

People casually shouted a sword, and then, and then a sword came from the west, a vast soup, and dominated the world. The Xuanzong Realm that Huang Pingfan had seen was like a group of turtles, and it didn't seem to surpass the Great Xuanshi much, and it was only a little stronger.

"Occult technique, is this a metatechnique?" Huang Pingfan thought of the coercion that almost scared him to urine, it was probably a mysterious technique. This made him extremely eager for mystical skills.

Thundered......

Chen Yaojing rushed forward and blocked in front of Huang Pingfan.

It's just that it looks miserable and miserable.

was almost split in half by the old man's sword.

Huang Pingfan and his three women were slapped far away by Chen Yaojing's palm, and they were not hurt by the aftermath of the two masters.

However, it seems that Huang Pingfan, the eldest of the Huang family, still looks a little embarrassed.

The dripping blood continued to flow out from the wound on Chen Yaojing's waist.

Ahem......

Chen Yaojing seemed to have been injured in the lungs and coughed very badly.

"You can't stop me! Get out of the way! I don't want to kill innocents. The murderer of my young master, I will skin and bone him today. I can't avenge the young master, I don't even know what the point of living is really there. The old man did not take advantage of the victory, and besides, his words were very calm.

"Ahem, I said old man, you are really unreasonable. Don't you want to know why the young master of your family was killed by the eldest young master of the Huang family? A person who dared to keep saying that he forced the eldest young master of the Huang family to give him his own woman so that he could keep a whole corpse.

Are you sure you want to avenge him? Are you sure you're not afraid of bringing extinction to your family? Are you sure that you, the second level of the little Xuanzong Realm, can resist the aggression of a madman?"

Chen Yaojing loses but does not lose, although those who have been beaten are about to end. But he still confronted a powerful enemy and threatened him fiercely.

At this time, the old man seemed to hear clearly that Huang Pingfan was the eldest young master of the Huang family's Huangmen where the madman was. Therefore, for a while, the old man was stunned, and the breath of the whole person converged a lot, and he didn't see the majesty of the sword coming west just now.

"Are you really a madman?" asked the old man.

Although Huang Pingfan's whole body was full of holes, the blood had already stained his robe.

However, at this moment of pretending, everything can be ignored directly.

"I'm the Yellow Family, and now, only me and Taizu are left. Tell me, tell me, am I his clansman?" Huang Pingfan stood like a javelin and shouted loudly.

"Hehe, yes, yes!" The old man's face was distorted instantly, and the bitter sword pointed at Huang Pingfan, and said with hatred: "I don't have the ability to kill the madman and avenge my family." Today, I will kill the only descendant of a madman, and it can be regarded as avenging my Han clan. Hehe, it's not in vain that I sold myself to others as cattle and horses, I can finally take revenge!"

The style of painting is a little wrong?

Huang Pingfan heard it, this old man, if he was just avenging that young master, in fact, he didn't plan to fight against a behemoth like the Huang family's Huangmen.

But, it seems, the madman once wiped out his family, and he was just a fish that slipped through the net.

Then, he was sold into slavery.

Now, he has met the great enemy who destroyed his family and exterminated his clan, the only descendant of the madman.

Huang Pingfan secretly complained in his heart: What is this matter? Damn madman, you are dead, and there are still so many enemies alive. How do you tell me to live?

However, Huang Pingfan is Huang Pingfan, he is a ghost who is afraid of death. Therefore, no matter how dangerous it is, he will not accept his fate. Because once you accept your fate, it means that you are dead.

Huang Pingfan shouted loudly: "Chen Yaojing, set off fireworks! A cloud-piercing arrow, thousands of troops will come to meet each other!"

"Huh?" Chen Yaojing didn't know what to do for a while, he didn't know what fireworks were, and he didn't know what cloud-piercing arrows and the like.

At this time, the old man was no longer calm, full of anger, and the deep hatred of the sea of blood suddenly made him manic.

"The sword comes—"

Whew-

A sword came from the west, followed by wind and fire, murderous, and full of anger.

At the last moment, Chen Yaojing seemed to understand what Huang Pingfan wanted to express.

"Huh-" He hissed loudly: "Ye Yuzheng, Ye Zhimei, come to Qingyun City Restaurant quickly and rescue the young master-"

That voice, the sound reverberated the universe, resounding in every corner of the entire Qingyun City. The voice, with deep despair, with endless sorrow, with a cuckoo's cry of blood and helplessness.