This chuckle directly interrupted Su Yuanzhong's unfinished words.

The others didn't feel anything about this chuckle, but Su Yuanzhong, Fei Zheng, Bu Pengjing, and Mi Bing were all smiling.

When this light laugh spread throughout the Illusory Sea Sect, none of the four king-level masters sensed the location of the person who spoke.

Xiaohua breathed a sigh of relief, and when the voice came, it knew that it was okay today.

Su Halva's eyes turned red suddenly, and she really wanted to think about this voice.

A thin figure, without any warning, appeared beside Su Crisp.

Su Zhao untied the ropes that bound Su Halva's wrists and ankles, and Su Halva threw herself into his arms and cried.

"Mother, Sue ...... Su Zhao came. Zhao Da Green Ion was startled and looked at the thin figure on the ceremony altar.

"Oh?" Hong Huiying looked at the young man above, who was younger than she thought.

Su Zhao, is there really something so strong that it is immeasurable in the data?

Zhao Shi also looked at the young man on the ceremonial altar, he felt that what the young master said about Su Zhao's strength was too evil.

No matter how strong they are, there are four king-level powerhouses here.

The lineup of the four king-level powerhouses, and if they start a war with the Zhao family, the Zhao family may not be able to resist it.

"Who tied the rope?" Su Zhao gently stroked Su Hawl's head and asked softly.

"It's the two of them, it hurts." Su Crisp Candy cried pear blossoms with rain, and her brother was familiar with the warm embrace, and he still gave her a sense of security as always. Su Crisp came out of Su Zhao's arms, looked at his brother with red eyes, and immediately complained.

"Don't cry your nose, shame on your face." Su Zhao gently scraped Su Hava's nose and said with a smile.

"Who are you?"

The two masked women drew their swords at the same time, aimed at Su Zhao, and asked in disbelief.

When the young man appeared just now, the two of them didn't notice it at all.

"I'll settle accounts with you later."

Su Zhao didn't expect that a small Illusory Sea Sect would be able to gather four king-level powerhouses. He glanced at the little flower on the ground, and the coldness in his eyes made the little flower blow up directly. In an instant, the spiritual energy in Xiaohua's body actually showed a tendency to collapse and collapse in her body.

Fortunately, Su Zhao shifted his gaze, so that Xiaohua stabilized his mind, otherwise it would have burst and die under the pressure of that look.

What if there are four king-level powerhouses?

Xiaohua didn't protect her sister well, and the rope grinded Su Halva's wrists and ankles red.

In the Illusory Sea Sect, everyone's eyes were focused on Su Zhao's body, when this young man appeared just now, he called the Holy Maiden his sister?

Didn't I hear that Sect Master Su Yuanzhong has a son?

"It turned out to be him." Choi Yangjun recognized the young man on the ceremonial altar, and it seemed that he had lost his eyes.

It's not easy to be able to hide everyone's awareness and appear on the ceremonial altar.

"You know?" Su Yuanzhong felt that this young man was familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen it.

"Sect Master, his name is Su Zhao, and he is the son of the couple who adopted the Holy Maiden Su Luo. According to the investigation, it was also adopted. Choi Yangjun replied.

"You two tied it up?" Su Zhao helped Su Halva wipe his tears, and the cold spread rapidly from the bottom of his eyes, covering the entire pupil.

He looked at the two masked women and asked lightly.

"What about us?" The masked woman asked rhetorically.

"Then you guys really damn it." Su Zhao waved his palm, and two black beads flew out between his palms.

Airplanes!

The two black beads landed on the bodies of the two masked women like lightning, bringing up two blood flowers.

"Poof—"

Blood spurted out of the mouths of the two women, splattering the veils with blood. In the middle of their bodies, a round blood hole appeared. The organs and blood inside evaporated.

"Who gave you the guts to tie my sister with a rope?"

Su Zhao took a step and walked towards the two women.

They looked at the young man incredulously, and neither of the women could see clearly the way he had made a move just now.

Also, how could there be an extra blood hole in their bodies, and why was the flesh and blood of all organs gone?

Hearing Su Zhao's question, the two women subconsciously looked at Fei Pengchi.

"Look what your dad does!" Fei Pengchi cursed weakly, turned around and was about to get down from the ceremony altar.

This young man who claims to be the elder brother of the saint Su Luo doesn't seem to be easy to provoke.

It's better to leave it to your own father and the two old immortal Bu Peng Whale and Mi Bing to deal with, Fei Pengchi is better to go first.

"Shall I let you go?" Su Zhao glanced at Fei Pengchi, and Fei Pengchi's body immediately stiffened in place.

Panic quickly covered Fei Pengchi's face, and he shouted with a crying voice: "Dad, save me!" I can't move! ”

The two masked women fell on their backs, the blood in their bodies gradually evaporating.

This is Su Zhao's worry that the picture is too bloody and scares his sister.

Su Zhao walked to Fei Pengchi's side and asked with a smile, "Why don't you wear a shirt?" What do you want to do to my sister? ”

"Young man, that's my son, I advise you not to be presumptuous!"

Fei Zheng's face darkened, and he could see that his son's posture standing on the ceremonial altar was quite strange, and it should be that the young man used some means to make his son unable to move.

In this way, the son's life is in the hands of the other party.

"Who are you?" Su Zhao had just arrived, and he hadn't figured out who was who, so he asked politely.

"His name is Fei Pengchi, and I am his father, Fei Zheng." Fei Zheng saw that the other party was quite polite, so he kept himself gentle and said.

"Don't be presumptuous, is it?" Su Zhao stretched out his hand, grabbed Fei Pengchi's left arm, and then directly ripped it off.

Blood immediately spurted out along the severed arm, and the green tendons in Fei Pengchi's whole body burst out, and he trembled and shouted loudly.

"Ahh My arm, my arm was ripped off! Help me! Dad, I don't want to die! Fei Pengchi yelled with a handful of snot and tears, wailing in pain. His only hope was his father under the ceremonial altar, and Fei Pengchi watched as his left arm was dropped at the feet of the young man.

"The son is not the fault of the father, I will help you teach you a lesson, you should have no opinion, right?" Su Zhao's hand was placed on Fei Pengchi's right arm, and he pressed lightly. His right arm fell in front of him with the sound of flesh and bone tearing, and blood gushed out.

"Shhhh

The sound of gasping sound rang out all over the Phantom Sea Sect.

This person is young, but his methods are very ruthless and poisonous!

With two arms abolished in a row, Fei Pengchi's body was shaky, and the pain hit him, and he almost fainted.

"What a guts!"

The son's arms were abolished in front of him, Fei Zheng's blood was full of blood, and the king-level strength turned into a storm and swept away.

The strong wind pressure swept through, causing many people's faces to change dramatically.