"Dugu family, hehe, joke, since your ancestor Dugu was killed by thunder, what are you worth......?"

Ximen Crazy Iron looked up to the sky and laughed, although now the Dugu family still has a battle day. However, two fists are no match for four hands. The Simon family now has a mysterious person to help, and sooner or later they will take down all the forces in Zhongzhou! All of this is in secret planning.

"Blizzard, how are you?"

A group of beautiful women came hand in hand, and in a hurry, Dugu Feixue embedded in the stone came out.

"Don't move! It's broken, uncle's waist is going to break. ”

Dugu Feixue grinned and held his waist, and he couldn't scold anymore. He didn't believe that this Simon family would dare to kill him, but if the others were not convinced, they would be miserable.

Before, Sun Bufan of Zhongnanshan was subdued by Ximen Crazy Iron, and half of the large amount of tribute every year went into Ximen Crazy Iron's pocket. Later, Huang Wushang killed Sun Bufan and captured Zhongnan Mountain, and he also cut off a financial route. The cultivation of martial artists is to burn money, and the martial arts path of the big family is built on the heads of the weak.

"We are convinced!"

"Me too!"

Half of the elders hurriedly kowtowed, recognizing that the person in front of them was Simon Crazy Iron decades ago. Man of Iron Will!

"I'm not convinced, you ungrateful old fellows. ”

There are also a few hot-blooded disciples who have been favored by Dugu Feixue, including Nangong Qianqian and Zhonggai, who will never surrender.

"Then you will die!"

"Stop! ”

Ximen Fuxue changed his previous appearance, and looked at Nangong Qianqian with an evil smile on his face.

The armored man nodded, and a Nangong Qianqian, who had been detained from the peak of the Martial King, and then a cold life-killing sword containing the power of destruction slashed towards the remaining few disciples who resisted.

"The old guy is looking for death, and the master's people dare to move!"

Just as the sword shadow was about to fall on several people, an even more terrifying Heavenly Dragon Sword Shadow blocked the blow.

"Poof!"

The mid-stage cultivation of the armored man Valkyrie was directly turned into minced meat by the shock, and he sprinkled Ximen with a face of blowing snow.

"Ahh ”

Ximen blew the snow and shouted, without the demeanor of a disciple of a big family.

"Where's the rat trouble?"

Ximen Crazy Iron looked in one direction, and saw a black shadow ten miles away rushing towards this place at great speed.

"The old guy is out, how are you doing with me?"

Desolate Wusupreme heard Dugu Feixue's exaggerated screams a hundred miles away, and rushed directly towards here. In an instant, these disciples would be killed.

"Boss Wasteland?"

"Brother Wasteland!"

Nangong Qianqian and Dugu Feixue saw it and breathed a sigh of relief. As long as this man shows up, there won't be any big problems.

"You're the Wild?"

Ximen Crazy Iron is a little serious A large number of young people ten zhang away, the king of kings is directly ignored.

"Martial God Early?"

Ximen Crazy Iron was a little puzzled, it stands to reason that he can kill Sun Bufan and a few people, and his strength is at least the peak of the Martial God. What he didn't know was that when he killed Sun Bufan, he was just Emperor Wu.

"Now that the Lord is here, whether these people live or die? including your life!"

"If you go well, you will be prosperous and rich, and if you go wrong, your soul will fly away!"

Ximen Crazy Iron is actually a half-step human immortal realm, and it will be able to soar to the immortal realm in less than ten years. The strength far exceeds the peak of ordinary martial gods.

"Hehe, there's this kind of good thing. Then I choose you to die!"

Arakuno's face turned cold, and a broken knife appeared in his hand.

"The old thing kind of comes with me. ”

The destructive power of this kind of battle is unimaginable, and the desolate supreme can see that the strength of Ximen Crazy Iron far exceeds the peak of the Martial God. If there is a decisive battle here, the mountain will disappear completely.

"Hmph, that old man took your life first."

Simon Crazy Iron followed, and the two flew directly above the void.

"The people who sent them to death are still in such a hurry?"

Huang Wushang looked at Ximen Crazy Iron flying behind him lightly, and felt a little ashamed and wanted to laugh in his heart, although this kind of half-step immortal martial artist is strong, it is too difficult.

"The king of kings, you go down first to protect Qianqian and a few people. ”

The king of kings ordered the king of kings to return, and the comfort of a few people was what the absurd and supreme was most worried about.

"Boy, you have a good talent, the old man will give you a chance to obey my Simon family one last time. ”

Ximen Crazy Iron didn't know that the young man who seemed to be garbage in front of him was actually the kind of master who pretended to be a pig and ate a tiger, and he was also verbose and long-winded.

"Nima, kill you!"

Desolate Wu Su didn't have that kind of mood, he was still in a hurry to refine the spirit of gold, this old man had to pretend to be with himself.

"Eight Heavenly Dragons, Slash Immortals!"

Instantly completed the super change form, a force that made Simon Crazy Iron desperate.

"No, boy, you me, save ......"

After receiving the completion, Simon Crazy Iron fell downwards at a rapid speed.

"I don't know if my uncle can kill that kid!"

On the ground, Ximen Blowing Snow kept fantasizing about Nangong Qianqian's soft limbs on the bed, but a bad feeling emerged in his heart.

"The young master doesn't need to worry, the master is the existence of a half-step immortal, and the desolation can be destroyed at will. ”

A martial artist on the side said with a smile.

"It's back!"

Everyone saw a figure flying down in the void, and if they took a closer look, wasn't it the terrifying cultivation of Simon Crazy Iron.

"This?"

"I don't believe it! Brother Huang won't die!"

Nangong Qianqian looked at the figure of "Ximen Crazy Iron", thinking about whether her wild brother was beaten to ashes.

"Cut, it's as easy as the boss beating that guy as beating his grandson. ”

The king of kings next door who looked up to the sky and basked in the sun saw that the "Simon Crazy Iron" that flew down looked like a corpse.

"Shut up, you little brute. In a while, Simon Crazy Iron Senior must peel your skin and burn it to eat!"

A previously subservient elder bared his teeth and claws at the threat of the king of kings.

"Ahh

A guard saw Simon Crazy Iron's body falling towards the top of Simon Blowing Snow at excessive speed, and hurriedly pushed the drooling Simon Blowing Snow.

"Bang!"

I saw a pit several feet deep on the ground appear, and Simon's mad iron turned into a mess of mud below.

"The old guy can't even carry me with a knife, it's really a waste of this handsome guy's passion. ”

At this time, a desolate voice came from above, and a figure appeared.

"This?"

"Father, you died so miserably!"

Seeing this scene, Simon Blowing Snow hugged Simon Iron's corpse and wailed.

"What's going on, why is the young master crazy?"

The guards were stunned, isn't Ximen Fuxue the son of the head of the family? Why are you holding the corpse of Ximen Crazy Iron and calling Dad now! The wealthy family is in chaos, which makes people surprised.

"Do you want to live or die?"

Huang Wushang kicked away a guard and loosened the rope for Nangong Qianqian. He kissed her on the forehead. Looking back at a few guards, including a group of elders and disciples who were sincerely convinced.

"Hero's life!"

"Sect Master spare our lives, we are confused. ”

Several of the mutinous people cried and fell to their knees begging for mercy.

"Kill these people, and then kill the guy in the pit. You will survive. ”

Desolate Supreme had a plan, the strength of these guards was good at the level of Emperor Wu. Zhongnan Mountain lacks a few gatekeepers.

"Good!"

The guards were overjoyed, and they all drew their big knives to chop up the snow blowing in Ximen......

"Hero, these four can't beat them. ”

The guards looked at the remaining few rebellious elders, two of whom were in the early stage of the Martial Gods.

"Listen to me, just cut it down, you know?"

Desolate Wushang smiled slightly, and his spiritual power restrained the two of them. The knife fell, and one of the more courageous guards chopped up the desperate Martial God Early Elder with a single sword...

The rest is nothing to do, and Huang Wushang hugged Nangong Qianqian and flew towards the top of the mountain.