Led by the bucktooth butler, a total of 300 people, arrived at the garden house like a swarm of bees.

"Leave fifty people to seal the exits, and not a single fly is allowed to go out."

"Others come with me......"

The bucktooth butler carried a mountain knife and was sharp in the night.

He made careful arrangements, and immediately led the rest of the horses into the courtyard of the garden house.

"Fence this house, and the master of the Eight Rank Realm will come with me!"

The bucktooth butler picked out ten eighth-grade realm cultivators and pushed open the door.

"Sir, ma'am......"

The housekeeper entered the door and greeted the head of the house and his wife first.

"Old Duan, you're finally here!"

The presence of the housekeeper and others gave Tong Peizhen a lot of comfort.

"How many people came?"

Tong Peizhen asked in a deep voice.

"Three hundred people, these ten around me are all eight-rank realm cultivators."

The surname of the bucktooth butler was Ling Lei, and he spoke out the number of people quite imposingly, focusing on the ten eight-rank realm monks he brought into the house.

And these words were undoubtedly addressed to the young man on the sofa.

Duan Linglei didn't need to ask the head of the family at all, after entering the door and scanning it slightly, he knew that it was the young man on the sofa who came here to find trouble.

He was fearless, and some were just incredible.

is also a bandit who has buried people for the head of the family, and has experienced countless dangerous scenes.

He couldn't believe it, and looked around the room, except for a young man sitting calmly.

He came alone, causing the Shu family to gather 300 people!

Aren't you afraid of death?

The brain was kicked by a donkey!

"It's you, a bold guy, who wants to embarrass the Shu family?"

Duan Linglei raised the mountain opening knife and approached majestically.

"Butler, don't get too close, he ......"

Ke Hao hurriedly reminded him.

The housekeeper came late, and he didn't witness the cruel scene of the eldest lady being slapped in the air.

Ke Hao had to remind the housekeeper that this person on the sofa is very skillful, and he can't be tough!

However, Ke Hao's words were not finished, and he was interrupted by Duan Ling Lei Yang Dao.

"This mountain knife in my hand has cut countless nameless dogs like him, don't get too close?"

Duan Linglei was dismissive.

"Ke Hao, you are also a monk, how can you grow up with other people's ambition to destroy your own prestige?"

"He is only one person, and we have 300 men, what are you afraid of him doing?"

Duan Linglei raised the mountain opening knife and approached Qin Chuge.

"Come, let this butler see if your neck is hard enough......"

Click......

Sou......

Boom......

Before the mountain opening knife approached Qin Chuge's neck, a domineering aura burst out.

With an almost furious attitude, it swept away the mountain sword, and in turn shattered the steel knife in half.

Duan Linglei's body was even more domineering, and he was directly shocked into the air.

With a bang, his body hit the wall.

Snapping......

The huge body fell to the ground, and a mist of blood fell out.

The domineering spirit of the grandmaster, since it can be released, it can also be Ling Chi.

Broken steel knife, Ling Chi's body, too ordinary!

This scene happened too quickly.

But it was really a formality in the eyes of everyone in the room.

Especially the Eight Rank Realm monks, it is enough to judge the specific cultivation of this person on the sofa through this skill.

Domineering outward, Ling Chi flesh.

The Grandmaster didn't run away!

Ten Eight Rank Realm cultivators, you look at me, I look at you.

The same look flashed in their eyes.

Can't beat it!

How do you fight this horse?

Eight pins to the grandmaster, ants beat elephants?

Are you kidding!

For a while, even though the butler Duan Linglei shattered into a blood mist, these monks did not dare to come forward to surround and kill.

This is not a stalemate, I just don't dare to make a move at all!

"Master of the house, admit defeat!"

After pondering for a long time, Ke Hao could only make a suggestion to Shu Liyun to admit defeat.

"Well, what Brother Hao said is extremely true!"

Ten eight-grade monks, nodding like pounding garlic, that is called a sincerity.

In the face of absolute strength, what can you do if you don't admit defeat?

The realm of the grandmaster, that is, a majestic mountain pressed on the top of the Shu family's head.

No matter how hard you try, you can't get over it!

"Throw in the towel?"

Shu Liyun gritted his teeth.

"We have 300 people, why throw in the towel?"

"What about the Grandmaster?"

"Lao Tzu doesn't believe it, three hundred people besiege and kill a grandmaster, can't you kill it?"

"Let's ...... together"

Shu Liyun waved his hand and fought to the death.

He won't throw in the towel!

This loss, the Shu family has no face.

If a large amount of money is not spent, why admit defeat?

"Master of the house, don't dare to move!"

Ke Hao cried with a sad face.

"I don't have the courage to make a move, master, spare us!"

The monk of the Eight Rank Realm begged bitterly.

"Waste, full pedaling is waste ......"

Shu Liyun scolded.

"Lao Tzu will give you 200,000 yuan per person, as long as you kill this guy, you can cash it on the spot!"

Shu Liyun promised benefits and fought with money.

"My life is gone, what's the use of asking for money?"

"I'm sorry Master Shu, let's take a step back first."

An eight-rank monk picked on the spot.

The others didn't hesitate, dropped their weapons, turned around and ran!

However, the steps that were in a panic could no longer be walked after taking a few steps.

A resistance appeared out of thin air, blocking the ten monks who were about to escape.

This domineering is even more violent than the previous one-handed Ling Chi!

"This ......"

The ten eighth-rank monks gasped, and for a moment they were extremely cold.

Can't leave!

Is this going to be slaughtered completely?

Swish......

Qin Chuge got up and stretched out two fingers to clamp the note.

"It's all here, let's go on the road together!"

"Before I walked in, I gave this operation a code name."

"It's called Demolition Tower!"

The words fall, the paper comes out!

A thin piece of paper, Ling Ran rushed, like a cold light, approaching Shu Liyun's neck.

The air seemed to be still, and he didn't dare to give birth to half a point of resistance, so that the paper was like a bamboo, and it neatly sank into Shu Liyun's neck.

Click......

The sound of tearing was the sound of Ling Chi, ringing in the ears of everyone in the room like a death knell.

Piercing and terrifying!

Bang dang......

Puff......

Shu Liyun's head fell to the ground, and a piece of red sprayed out.

Then, this note turned around and asked for the life of Tong Peizhen, who was stunned.

Finally, it lingered for a moment above the collapsed Schumann dew, turning into countless fires that covered the filthy body vertically.

Ke Hao et al.: "......"

In this kind of scene, the focus is not on the blood, but on the piece of paper that was manipulated in the air.

A thin piece of paper, sharp and bleeding, stronger than the mountain knife in the hand of the housekeeper Duan Linglei.

With the means of the grandmaster, he took the lives of Shu Liyun and others.

This kung fu is beautiful, but it is also an existence that the monks present admire infinitely!

Code name Demolition Tower!

In the eyes of gamers, people are in the tower, and people are dead in the tower!

What's next, what is this mighty grandmaster going to do?

Ke Hao and the others were cold, as if they had been invaded by an iceberg.

This cold feeling is also the breath of death!

Qin Chuge walked forward with his hands in his hands, not the main entrance, but the balcony.

Step by step, no rush, no impatience.

The sound of the soles of his feet and the ground hit the hearts of Ke Hao and the others one by one.

Knock knock knock......

It was the sound of footsteps, and it was also the heartbeat of Ke Hao and others, the heartbeat of endless fright.

When the wind rises, people go......

Qin Chuge stepped across the balcony, and a piece of paper flew into the living room with the wind.

Bright red words, glaring stamps, black and white letters......

The city lord personally approves, and the execution order is ordered!

After that, the figure did not turn around, and the night sky outside the balcony condensed seven vast floating towers out of thin air.

Bright purple, surging domineering, wrapped in a hurricane, covered by Ling Ran!

Thundered......

The garden house in front of me, as well as several buildings around it, collapsed in seconds.

Dusty and purple.

The code name demolished the tower, and the tower died.

This is not a game!

This, can not be restarted!