Jinyang Prefecture Palace.

At this time, there was a song and dance in the palace, and between the beautiful sounds, there were lewd laughs.

I saw that in the backyard of the palace, a group of young women dressed in light yarns were swaying, dancing to the sound of piano music.

In front of the dance floor, a three-hundred-square-meter wine pool was as beautiful as a fish, smiling like a bell, dodging the chase of a sturdy man in the pool.

The sturdy man had bronzed skin, nine-pack abs, and a dragon-shaped birthmark on his chest.

He was now blindfolded by a black cloth, fluttering in the wine pool, slowly chasing those charming beauties.

Around the wine pond, there are exquisite fresh fruits, fine wines, and a variety of delicacies from the mountains and seas.

This sturdy man is Xiahou Ancestor, Xiahou Zhen.

At this time, three middle-aged men dressed in bright yellow dragon robes walked into the backyard and bowed to the Xiahou ancestor in the pool: "Erchen greets his father!"

"What's wrong?"

Xiahou Yan picked off the blindfolded black cloth, flew up, and landed on the floor.

Immediately, a beautiful woman next to him stepped forward to dress him and tie his hair with jade, and everything was almost the same as in the palace.

"Father, the king of Yizhou has fled, now we only need to send troops to occupy Yizhou!" a slightly shorter middle-aged man reported.

"Oh, then send troops!"

Xiahou Yan waved his hand very casually.

"But father, once we occupy Yizhou, I'm afraid that my Jin Dynasty will immediately become a thorn in the side of the imperial court, will it attract the imperial court to attack?"

The short man hesitated and worried.

"Humph!"

Xiahou Yan's eyes froze, and his whole body exuded a bit of evil anger: "Is there anyone else in Daxuan? I am now a half-step martial saint, and there is no problem in sweeping the world! It's just that I am afraid of the three major sects, otherwise I would have killed Yujing and wiped out the Zhao Xuanji clan a long time ago!"

Hearing this, a slightly tall and thin middle-aged man immediately flattered: "Father Emperor is unparalleled in martial arts, and his sons admire him! Father Emperor is far-sighted and accumulates strength, this world will be our Xiahou family sooner or later!"

"Hmm!"

Obviously, Xiahou Yan liked to listen to people's sycophants, nodded, and asked: "I heard that Lu Qian has broken through the Flying Heaven Realm? There must be a big secret in this person! Go and find out if he is in Youzhou, and wait for me to go directly to arrest him and come back, and I will also dig out the secret of his cultivation by disemboweling him!"

"Yes, if my father makes a move, he will definitely succeed immediately! I wish my father and emperor an early breakthrough in the martial saint and dominate the world!" The three middle-aged men bowed their hands in unison.

Boom.

Suddenly, there was a sound of broken strings, and the beautiful woman in white who played the guzheng was so frightened that she quickly knelt on the ground, kowtowed and begged for mercy: "Lord Xiahou, no, Your Majesty, please spare your life!"

"What's the panic, I don't kill women, go down and change to a good piano. ”

Xiahou Yan had a cold face and waved his hand.

"Thank you, Your Majesty!"

When the beautiful woman heard this, she looked overjoyed, picked up the broken zither and got up and wanted to leave the backyard.

Who knows, as soon as she turned around, Xiahou shook her hand, and a golden leaf flew out, like a golden lightning, about to slash at the back of the woman's neck and cut off her head.

At the last moment, there was a thunderous roar in the sky, and a black arc the size of a thumb thunderbolted out of thin air, hitting the golden leaf.

Bang.

The black thunder arc exploded, and a loud bang rang out in the backyard.

"Huh?"

Xiahou Yan raised his head sharply and found a plump woman with black yarn floating in the sky, as well as a handsome man in Tsing Yi.

"Nine Heavens Thunder Venerable, Yun Luo, and ......"

Xiahou Yan frowned, immediately recognized Yun Luo's identity, and looked at Lu Gan a few times: "You are the first day of Daxuan, Lu Gan?"

"Hey, son, you look ugly, and your IQ is very high!"

Lu Qian was shocked and smiled like a spring breeze: "I haven't seen you for so many years, and you actually recognized me as your father at a glance? ”

Swish.

Xiahou Yan's face instantly turned cold, and his eyes were full of murderous intent.

The faces of the three middle-aged men standing beside him were also fierce and hideous.

"Father, he is the Lu Gan who specializes in killing the family!"

The short middle-aged man stared at Lu Qian in the sky, and there was a faint look of shock in his eyes.

It's really the Flying Heaven Realm, and there are such genius and demonic people in the world?

"Why don't you go quickly?"

At this time, Lu Qian didn't bother to pay attention to Xiahou Yan, and turned his head to the women in the courtyard.

"Ahhh

The women screamed in panic and ran away like a bunch of ducks.

Xiahou Yan didn't care about these women, his eyes were staring at Yun Luo, and his expression showed a bit of jealousy: "I didn't expect that Jiuxiao Lei Venerable, you actually took this step and was promoted to a half-step martial saint! Hmph! It's just that your breath is unstable, it seems that you have just broken through, I'm afraid you are not my opponent!"

"Really, a fight?"

Yun Luo's voice became cold.

"Humph!"

Xiahou Yan was full of momentum, and his huge blood qi was like wolf smoke, rushing straight into the nine skies, daring to melt the thick white clouds in the sky.

Then, he leapt to his feet and flew above the Nine Heavens.

Yun Luo didn't say a word, a black arc flashed all over his body, and as soon as the afterimage flashed, the person appeared in front of Xiahoudun, and the snow-white fist burst out with thousands of thunderbolts.

"Hmph! Coincidentally, my cultivation is also thunder and lightning!"

Xiahoudun snorted proudly and punched out the same.

Rumble.

The fists were exchanged, and thousands of thunder explosions erupted, and a loud roar resounded through the nine heavens, and the earth seemed to be shaking.

"Hahaha! Boy, you're dead!"

At this time, three middle-aged men surrounded him, forming a triangular formation, trapping Lu Gan, with Lu Gan's fierce and hideous smile on his face.

"I've always wondered why Xiahou Ancestor suddenly became emperor, but now that I see the stupidity of the three of you, I can understand that your stupidity is in the same vein!"

Lu Qian was not afraid at all, and glanced at the three of them indifferently.

"Hmph! There are so many words to die on!" The dwarf man shouted loudly, swept across a hundred feet in one step, and his big palm was like thunder, slapping Lu Gan's face.

This palm, piercing through the air, was enough to smash a mountain.

At least eight million catties of strength!

At the moment when he made a move, the two people on the left and right next to him also attacked, and they raised their hands to be fierce and domineering like thunder.

The three of them are all masters in the late stage of the Flying Heaven Realm! The basic strength of the physical body has reached more than 500,000 jin strength, and it has exploded sixteen times the increase!

With such a ferocious siege, even a master of the same rank had to be seriously injured and die.

Who knows, Lu Qian did not retreat or evade, at the moment when they were about to slap on their bodies, with a bang, a cyan sword flashed out behind their waists, turning into a huge sword three hundred zhang long in a very short period of time, and rose into the sky.

The knife is a pig-killing knife with a net weight of seven taels or six dollars.

The light is the four layers of the Nine Cicada's Immortal Golden Body Strength, which is extremely destructive.

Swift, sharp, and unstoppable!

At this moment, it was as if the blue sky and sky had been cut in half.

Draw the sword! Twenty layers! Slash the sky!

The short, middle-aged man who was attacking directly in front of him couldn't dodge, and a huge silver blade pierced through the middle of his body.

The yellow light of the protective body, as well as the bright yellow dragon robe on the body, and the black and hard inner armor, all cracked silently under this sky-cutting sword.

It's as easy as cutting tofu with a big knife.

Then, a line of blood stretched from the center of his eyebrows, all the way down to the atrium of his nose and mouth.

Dangdang!

At this time, the ferocious attack of the two people next to him hit Lu Gan's cyan qi, and a loud bang erupted, and a violent hurricane rolled up, and the shock wave visible to the naked eye rushed in all directions.

The wine in the wine pool exploded into a column of water more than ten feet high, and the rare flowers and trees in the courtyard were directly shattered into powder in the shock wave, flying all over the sky.

The stout man was hit by a violent concussion wave, and the whole person split in half directly from the middle, split, and was swept up into the sky by the hurricane, dancing with the blood of his intestines.

"How come? Unscathed?"

"My brother was cut in half?"

The other two middle-aged men were shocked and shocked, and the giant palm hit Lu Gan's body, and the power was sucked out of thin air, and then the huge power shook back, and the wind blew in their faces, blowing their clothes violently.

Oh no!

Almost instantly, the same thought came to their minds.

But no matter how fast it is, it can't be as fast as Lu Gan's knife is drawn.

Sassy.

Lu Qian's cold face was like iron, and two sky-high silver swords were slashed out in his hand.

This time, one person was split in half on the spot, and a tall and thin middle-aged man deviated from his body and escaped, but only one of his left hands was occupied.

"Father, save me!"

The tall and thin man screamed in horror, clutching his wound and turning around and running wildly.

But before he threw out three miles, a huge and majestic aura behind him, like the vast aura of the galaxy, shrouded him.

In an instant, his hairs stood on end, and he sensed great danger.

When he looked back, he saw a fist glowing with blue light dilated in his pupils.

Rumble!

Watermelons exploded, and red and white things flew all over the sky.

Lu Qian shook his hand, looked at the sky indifferently, and spit out a sentence: "Xiahou Yan, your son was killed by me, what about your grandson?"

"Little thief, look for death!"

Above the Nine Heavens, Xiahou Yan, who was fighting fiercely with Yun Luo, shouted violently, and wanted to wash it down and slap Lu Gan into a meat patty with one palm.

But suddenly, a crack in clear light emerged from behind Lu Gan, a nine-foot bearded man in golden armor, and a middle-aged man in a white robe walked out of the crack.

It's Lingmo, Cheng Hai!

Xiahou Yan sensed Ling Mo, the powerful qi on Cheng Hai's body, his pupils shrank, and his face changed drastically: "Two half-step martial saints?"

"Coil!"

Lu Qian didn't talk nonsense, and coldly spit out two words.

Phew.

Ling Mo drew his sword out of the sheath, and Cheng Hai jumped like a tiger devouring the moon and joined the battle.

Suddenly, Xiahou Yan fell into a siege.

And Lu Qian was in the ruin-like backyard, picking and choosing, and finally picked up a suona.

Tried a few times and it was ok.

So, Haori shook, and under the roar of the war, Lu Gan held the suona, took a breath, and began to play the Sutra of Death for the Xiahou family.