Everyone looked for prestige, only to see that Zhang Zifeng coming with the god of wine and cool ashes.

The appearance of the three of them was mixed with a powerful killing intent.

The old man's eyes narrowed into a line, and he stood up and said coldly, "Who is Zhang Zifeng?" ”

"Me!" Zhang Zifeng stood up coldly.

"Okay, you have courage," the old man smiled cruelly, "you killed my beloved son, and I came to take your life today, do you have any objection?" ”

"No," Zhang Zifeng said coldly, "but you have to have that ability." ”

On the side, the god of wine frowned, and glanced at Zhang Zifeng, he could see that Zhang Zifeng had lost his mind, which was fatal to him.

Bacchus stood up and said, "Old thing, your son was instigated by others, and if he didn't kill someone, he would be killed, so you can save face." ”

The old man smiled coldly and said viciously, "Today, no matter the three of you have sharp tongues and sharp mouths, you have to accompany my son to the funeral." ”

He pointed to Zhang Zifeng, "Aren't you very good at fighting, so I'll give you a choice today." ”

After saying that, the subordinate threw out two "Iron Claw Pipa Bone!" that was pitch black and glowing with cold light! ”

This iron-clawed pipa bone is a well-known martial artist nemesis, if you lock your own pipa bone, no matter how strong you are, you can only obediently obey.

How many strong people suffered this loss back then and fell to the altar?

The old man said, "Do you put it on yourself or wait until I kill your family?" ”

"You're threatening me?" Zhang Zifeng said coldly.

"Do you think I'm threatening you?" The old man smiled slightly.

In the next second, he proved his words with his actions, only to see him casually choke Zhang Weiguo's throat, "Now you believe it." ”

Zhang Zifeng clenched his fists, his eyes were bloodshot, and his killing intent soared to the extreme.

Seeing this, Bai Jiannan's face was pale, but the legal arrest warrant just now was above all else, if he said one more word, the consequences would be unbearable, so he could only endure it.

"Stinky boy, don't believe him," Zhang Weiguo said bitterly as he looked at his son who had sacrificed for himself.

"You see whether he believes in you or me first," the old man flicked his cold eyes, and the force in his hand was slightly forced, and suddenly Zhang Weiguo rolled his eyes, as long as the old man was willing, he would easily break his cervical spine in the next second.

"Zhang Zifeng, don't wear it, if you put it on, you ......"

As soon as the wine myth fell, he suddenly saw Zhang Zifeng grab the pipa bone and lock his pipa bone under the astonishment of the god of wine.

The iron claw mechanism was like a poisonous snake, it suddenly woke up, the internal gears turned rapidly, and four cold claws pierced into Zhang Zifeng's flesh and blood, which was already dripping with blood.

He Zhang Zifeng has killed people, and he is indeed cold-blooded and ruthless, decisive in killing, and has made countless heroes frightened.

But now he is not the Great Demon King, but Zhang Zifeng.

He can choose to sacrifice everything for the sake of his family.

Seeing this, Bacchus' face was full of anger.

"Zhang Zifeng, I once told you, you shouldn't have extra feelings, but you just don't listen, look at the present!"

"This is my choice, you don't have to worry about it, you just leave," Zhang Zifeng, who was covered in cold sweat, frowned.

It can be seen how terrible the injury of this iron claw lute bone is.

If you were an ordinary person locked up by this thing, you would definitely faint in pain.

The world says that it is not false to commit suicide rather than being locked by this iron-clawed lute.

Seeing this, the old man laughed, pointed at Zhang Zifeng, and said, "I thought you were a character, but it turned out to be nothing more than that, and now I want you to kneel down for me, do you agree?" ”

Without hesitation, Zhang Zifeng knelt on the ground with a pale face.

"Brother, don't believe him, stand up," Zhang Xueqian burst into tears.

If they killed Zhang Zifeng because of their father and daughter, Zhang Xueqian would never forgive herself for the rest of her life.

Seeing this, Bacchus and Cool Ash glanced at each other, and they stood up almost at the same time.

Zhang Zifeng asked them to leave, but they couldn't do it yet.

This is not only for Zhang Zifeng, but also for their dignity as rulers of the old era.

So they ripped off their coats, and their killing intent skyrocketed.

Seeing this, the old man smiled coldly, and immediately threw Zhang Weiguo out casually, "The World Alliance gave you, you take it, what the World Alliance didn't give you, you can't touch it, today you dare to commit a crime, and dare to come to die, and the old man will let you know what is called a king and what is a minister." ”

"Old thing, what are you doing with a lot of nonsense, if you have the strength, think about what to do next," Bacchus walked forward quickly, already killing Bacchus.

"Kill!"

The guards behind the old man also jumped out and slaughtered Dionysus.

"Leave these little minions to me!" Cool Ash stepped forward first, the scepter in his hand turned into a sword, and his body moved forward like a ghost.

I saw that the old man's personal guard was holding a big knife, and he used the famous murderous trick of the year, "Eight kinds of bone crushing golden knife." ”

The power of these eight bone-shattering golden knives is so great that the slightest carelessness is dangerous and abnormal, and there is no corpse to die.

The deceased, without exception, are all in different places, divided into eight sections!

Eight golden knives, eight people cooperated, and the murderous aura in the sky surrounded the cool ashes holding the long sword.

And Cool Ash smiled slightly, "The Art of Death, the show begins." ”

Suddenly, the cold ash stepped on his front foot, and the long sword in his hand seemed weak, but he actually carried this eight-fold bone-crushing golden knife away.

Eight people fight against one person, and powerful killing machines sweep in all directions.

But in the end, it was the ruler of the old era, and as time passed, although the eight bone-shattering golden knives were full of murderous intent, the cool ashes still seemed to be at ease.

The thin sword in his hand swung faster and faster, and the dense attacks looked for a flaw in the eight bone-crushing golden knives.

Master duel, as soon as the flaw comes out, the winner has been decided.

And the flaw seems to be the first to be found by the cool ashes, and the attack method in his hand has changed from the previous temptation, only to see his front foot stepped out, and the person has already walked out of the golden knife array known as the "first murderous move".

The faces of those eight people changed drastically, and it was too late to try to make amends.

The golden light and cold light burst out from the sky, but it was already a high judgment.

Cool Ash smiled faintly, just aimed at the terrifying momentum of this golden cloud that was about to destroy the city.

Suddenly, thousands of troops and horses collapsed under this thorn, and the sound of golden knives fell to the ground, and the old man's personal guards all fell to the ground.

didn't stop, and in the next second, the cold ashes and the god of wine quickly killed the immobile old man.

The old man smiled silently, his momentum was like a rainbow, his hands stood up, and he said proudly, "Little dolls, today I will let you know what it means to have people in the world, and there is a sky outside the sky!" ”

The old man's figure disappeared and took the lead in killing the cool ashes.

He knew very well that Cool Ash was good at surprise and unprepared assassinations.

But how could the god of wine let him get his wish.

Suddenly, it was a step on the front foot, and a full force was exerted with a bang, and there was no room for accurate locking of the old man's position.

This had to make the old man feel a little surprised, he was able to lock his trajectory in such a short time, after all, it was the god of wine.

But the old man smiled, in the state of the limit, an incredible angle is the body sinks, and the thin fist is from the bottom up, and what is particular is a momentum.

"Bang!"

Suddenly, the Bacchus was caught off guard, and his chest was strong enough to withstand this seemingly ordinary punch.

In the next second, Bacchus's face was pale, and his posture collapsed, and he immediately covered his chest, which was extremely painful.

"What's going on?" Cool Ash saw that the god of wine had only been punched, and he had not even had the power to repel the god of wine, and he did not know why the god of wine seemed to have suffered a fatal blow.

And soon Bacchus answered his doubts with facts.

The god of wine only felt that a dark energy suddenly hit his chest, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, and the whole person seemed to have been punched by a ghost, like a kite with a broken string flying out.

But it wasn't over, because the dark energy had not disappeared, and it was continuing to attack the body of the god of wine, and began to move towards him under the sea of Qi.

Suddenly, the cool ash suddenly woke up, and secretly screamed that it was not good.

This sword stabbed not the old man, but the god of wine.