Zhou Ling's smile actually made the surrounding qi become disordered, and the water of the moat also rattled.

Xiao Jiansheng finally realized that this was a cultivation idiot.

It is true that Zhou Ling has a well-known name in the Western Wilderness, Zhou idiot, everyone in the world says that his cultivation has gone mad, and the human nature of cultivation is reversed, and there is no distinction between good and bad cultivation, and killing people is all based on a thought.

Zhou Idiot has a big hobby, that is, he likes to collect some rare martial arts classics, lost formation formations, etc., as long as he thinks it is useful and can increase his strength, he has to grab it and keep it for himself, as for how much he died, he never cared, even if it was the imperial study of Emperor Lao Tzu, he dared to break in, it seemed that there was nothing in this world that he was afraid of.

Just a few days ago, he didn't know who to listen to, Qingfeng Ridge has a formation spectrum from the Qing clan of the Daliang National Formation, Zhou Idiot went straight to Qingfeng Ridge without eating or drinking, almost killed into Qingfeng Ridge in one go, at that time, He Shaoming and Qingliu had something to go out, only two sons were on duty, the result can be imagined, the young man didn't know the prestige of this Zhou Idiot, so he put his life in, and after He Shaoming and Qingliu returned to Qingfeng Ridge, Qingfeng Ridge was already a mess.

Later, I learned that the perpetrator was Zhou Idiot, in the face of the revenge of killing his son, He Shaoming and Qingliu only grieved for one night, and the next morning they took their young son, daughter and niece to take refuge in Longyan City, Longyan City is densely populated after all, and I believe that Zhou Idiot will not be able to find them for a while and a half, but they still misestimated Zhou Idiot's ability.

Xiao Jiansheng just saw it, but many people who were waiting to enter the city simply recognized it, and when they saw that it was Zhou Idiot, they had already hid as far away as possible, at this moment, an old man with white hair looked at Xiao Jiansheng's stunned expression, and kindly reminded him a few words, after being shocked, after thinking, he quietly followed the big slip and retreated.

Just now, when Zhou Ling was buried deep in the boulder, He Shaoming took advantage of the moment when he was wrong with him, and stuffed an object into his arms, when Xiao Jiansheng was surprised, He Shaoming glanced at him, Xiao Jiansheng already understood, this should be He Shaoming felt that he was more auspicious today, so he was entrusted, as for why it was him, Xiao Jiansheng couldn't figure it out.

At this time, he didn't have time to think about it, all his attention was on this family, although it was normal to fight and kill on the rivers and lakes, however, if he was cut off all at once, this way of death was still moving.

At this time, Zhou Ling seemed to have changed as a person, in terms of his current combat power, he was a grade higher than Hua Jiutian at his peak, Xiao Jiansheng had an intuition, He Shaoming and his wife could no longer suppress this beast that was about to go crazy, even if the means were endless, but the performance of the two in terms of combat was far less strong than Zhou Ling.

Although the realm is linked to strength, combat power is more or less affected by other aspects, and even this influence may turn the tide of a battle, such as the amount of experience in battle, whether the fighter's heart is resolute enough, and then the desire to win in a battle to the death, plus the cultivator's degree of cultivation, etc., can often determine the direction of a battle.

Obviously, He Shaoming and Qingliu have a certain gap from Zhou Ling in this regard.

Xiao Jiansheng swept the bloodied Qingliu and He Shaoming, who were not as strong as when they came, with the corner of his eye, both of them showed a decadent color, although He Shaoming's sword just now hit Zhou Ling hard, but there were also some consequences of injuring the enemy by a thousand and self-inflicted damage of three hundred, and then looking at Zhou Ling, it was just a miserable look.

Zhou Ling, who had laughed enough, walked expressionlessly towards He Shaoming and his wife with a wine jar, the hard ground, and every foot was stuck in a big footprint.

At this moment, He Shaoming and Qingliu whispered a few words, I don't know what he said to Qingliu, Qingliu's face suddenly turned cold, and he glanced at the two women behind him through the night.

Zhou Ling sneered and suddenly accelerated towards He Shaoming, completely ignoring the thick killing intent that Qingliu had laid around him, he didn't stop, letting those lines that were faster than the sword, invisible and shadowless cut his body, leaving a deep blood groove on the surface of his body, He Shaoming, who had no sword, directly pointed at the sword, his feet were light and his body fluttered, and his hand seemed to be a real sword in his hand, and there were more than a dozen swords in one breath, and the sword fell on Zhou Ling's vital parts, and still failed to make Zhou Ling stop half a step.

"He Shaoming, your two sons died like this that day, I think you should follow in their footsteps. ”

Just when He Shaoming looked sad, Zhou Ling sneered, and directly punched out dozens of zhang away, He Shaoming immediately covered his chest with his arms, only hearing two "clicks", He Shaoming's body rose into the air and fell a hundred zhang away, spitting blood on the spot, both arms were shattered, and the sternum was inverted.

Before the two women ran to He Shaoming's side, Zhou Ling's body turned into a streamer and rose from the ground, and when he appeared, he was just below Qingliu's body, Qingliu's face changed slightly, and he just wanted to slide out, only to feel a sharp pain in his abdomen, and a big oily hand directly penetrated the delicate body and lifted him high and smashed him to the ground.

Zhou Ling's five fingers exerted force in Aoyagi's abdomen, Aoyagi's delicate body trembled, and his face was distorted.

Zhou Ling completely ignored Aoyagi's painful expression and said calmly: "Hand over the formation score, let you die happily." ”

Aoyagi opened his round eyes with difficulty, looked at Zhou Ling's hideous face, and said leisurely: "Don't think about it." ”

With a burst of sneering, Zhou Ling's hand exerted force again, although Aoyagi was already in pain, her eyes were still clear, and even the corners of her mouth were slightly hooked in an arc, as if she was laughing at Zhou Ling, you are a madman.

Zhou Ling was furious, dragging Qingliu towards He Shaoming and the two women like dragging a corpse, Qingliu had already guessed what Zhou Ling was going to do, so she closed her eyes in pain, but Rao was so, she still couldn't prevent the sound of "click" from entering her ears, and when she opened her eyes, He Shaoming was already dead, only half of a head was left, blood splashed out a few feet away, and the two women couldn't bear to look back at the scene just now, their faces were as white as paper, and they were completely inhuman.

Zhou Ling held up the wine jar, poured a few sips of wine, and said with a smile: "Formation." ”

Aoyagi glanced at the two women and said softly, "Feng'er, Yuzhuo, are you afraid of death?"

The two women named Feng'er and Yuzhuo shook their heads desperately.

Feng'er looked at Qingliu, who was about to die, and said, "Mother, Feng'er is not afraid of death. ”

The performance of the three girls completely angered Zhou Ling, and without waiting for the woman who asked Yuzhuo to speak, Zhou Ling laughed wildly: "Since this is the case, then send your family to the underground reunion." ”

Zhou Ling raised his slap violently, and was about to shoot it on the top of Aoyagi's head, when a sneer came from afar.

"It is said that you are moody and bold, and you even dare to go back and forth in the palace, I don't think so. ”

Just as Zhou Ling looked forward with the voice, a thin young man slowly walked out of the crowd and walked along the moat towards Zhou Ling and the three of them.

The thin young man smiled and said, "Idiot Zhou, do you dare if Young Master Ben wants to gamble with you? ”

Zhou Ling subconsciously licked his lips, looked at the young man who was getting closer and closer, and laughed wildly.