"Spare their lives, spare them!"

"You come and kill me, whatever you want!"

"Broken hands and feet, five horses and corpses, whatever you want to torture me, you can do it!"

At this time, Ximen Wan had long since lost the appearance of the first beautiful female cultivator in the Holy Domain, but her hair was scattered, the tears on her face had dried up, her thin body trembled, and she kept kowtowing to Zhao Junyu again and again.

At this time, she had already given up her dignity and face.

Besides, in her heart, since she was slapped and humiliated by Zhao Junyu in front of tens of thousands of monks, all her pride, all her superiority, what beauty like a fairy, what peerless qualifications, and what the name of the first female cultivator have already been trampled under the feet of this demon and crushed.

Seeing step by step, his fourth uncle, father, ancestor, and nearly a thousand clansmen died at the hands of this person, and Ximenwan's will had already collapsed.

One wrong step, one wrong step.

Brother Xuan provoked this demon and was directly beaten to the flesh.

Originally, this demon was too lazy to pay attention to the Simon family, but his willfulness was strong, and he provoked this person again, and finally caused a catastrophe.

Ximenwan had already repented of her mistakes, but what was even more terrifying was that she was detained by this demon, slapped and humiliated her limbs, which made her feel like she was dead and the image she worked so hard to maintain no longer existed.

The tens of thousands of monks who were onlookers saw the first beauty in the former Holy Domain, constantly kowtowing to Zhao Junyu, and their hearts were not only full of emotion.

"Hey, I didn't expect her to end up like this. ”

"It can be regarded as her retribution for her arrogance before. ”

The monks shook their heads and sighed.

"Why should I let them go. ”

"And what right do you have to beg me to let them go? ”

Zhao Junyu looked down at Ximen Wan below and said with a sneer.

"We, Simon's house, may recognize you as Lord, and be slaves and servants from generation to generation. ”

"I beg you to do well, our Simon family has been rooted in the Holy Land for thousands of years, and it is also quite a business in the world. ”

"The tentacles of the Simon family are all over the industry, as long as you stay with us, it will be a great help for you, believe me. ”

Ximen Wan pleaded in a low voice.

Zhao Junyu frowned and glanced at the remaining core clansmen of the Ximen family, who looked at him trembling with fear in their eyes.

There was no hatred in their eyes, only a thick fear, and it was obvious that the tragic death of Ximen Ancestor had frightened them.

"Slave, take you as a slave?"

"Do whatever you want?" Zhao Junyu sneered, with a hint of evil in his smile.

"Yes...... Yes. ”

Ximen Wan lowered her head, and her thin body trembled violently.

Well, Zhao Junyu pondered for a moment, and slowly looked at the people of the Ximen family in front of him.

It makes no sense to kill the rest of the Ximen family, and the cultivation of the remaining core clansmen is not very high, but they control the Ximen family's property in the holy area and the world.

There are also some clansmen, as well as foreign doormen, who worship many geniuses in various aspects, such as those who cultivate elixir, as well as refiners, alchemists, etc., which can be used as a foil for his development of power.

"Spare them, everyone hand over a trace of their soul, and make a heavenly vow to be a slave, including you. ”

Zhao Junyu looked down at Ximen Wan and said coldly, the latter's thin delicate body trembled violently again, and finally had to agree.

Zhao Junyu collected the core clansmen among them, and each of them had a trace of their soul, which was engraved in the soul brand jade talisman, and they could be killed with just a single thought.

At the same time, let all of them make a heavenly oath, and they will be slaves for generations, and if they are traitors, they will be destroyed immediately.

The people of the Ximen family had no choice at all, they could only do it, when they made the Heavenly Dao oath, they only felt that a mysterious power went straight into the Purple Mansion and disappeared without a trace, invisibly, they had been restrained by this mysterious power.

And Ximen Wan only felt that her soul had been stripped of a piece, and from then on, her life and death, honor and disgrace, every move was controlled by this demon, and she couldn't help but feel like ashes.

In the distance, all the powerhouses watched this scene quietly, just the day before, it was still a behemoth in the Holy Domain, even the Brahma Sect retreated, and the high-ranking thousand-year-old family Simon Family was almost wiped out overnight, and became the slaves of others.

I can't help but feel awe-inspiring.

Looking at the behemoth behind Zhao Junyu, the majestic real dragon Xiaobai.

There is also a silver armor puppet that is still powerful and powerful even though the silver armor is shattered and almost cut off by the waist.

A few big sects, hidden or hidden, and the masters of the family, looked at Zhao Junyu standing indifferently, and couldn't help but be secretly frightened.

Many of them, in fact, had this or that idea in their hearts at the beginning.

There are not a few people who want to kill people and seize treasures.

However, seeing that Zhao Junyu even killed the strongest person in this world, the half-step distracted Ximen Ancestor.

Combined with his previous record of almost single-handedly destroying the Xuanyang Sect and the Huangji Gate.

Everyone can't help but be awe-inspired.

There are countless hole cards in his hand, the real dragon, the puppet of the late Yuan Infant, the best magic weapon refining soul bell, God knows what hole cards he has.

If a group besieges him, it is not impossible to kill him, but whoever starts this, the price of killing him will definitely be extremely heavy.

After thinking about it again and again, everyone quietly dispelled their thoughts.

With such a decisive decision, it is better to win over powerful characters.

"Zhao Daoyou, I saved the little girl's life last time, and I haven't had time to thank you, so please be sure to come to Luo's house as a guest. "The head of the Luo family, Luo Wenshan was the first to come forward to greet him and greet him warmly.

seems to have forgotten that the Luo family is the identity of the Ximen family, and they were going to participate in the siege and killing of Zhao Junyu before.

Shameless, a group of strong people in the distance despise such behavior.

But then they did the same thing.

"Zhao Daoyou, I am Fan Wuji, welcome Zhao Daoyou to our Fan family as a guest. ”

"Zhao Daoyou, I am Shangguan Mu of the Shangguan family, and I hope to have the honor to discuss and taste tea with Zhao Daoyou. ”

"Zhao Daoyou, I am Lei Tianzong's Lei Potian ......"

"I am a ...... of the Yunhai Sword Sect"

Almost all the families and the leaders of the sect were smiling and came forward to greet them warmly.

Hmph, Zhao Junyu snorted coldly, these people are all grass on the wall, as long as they show a little weakness, I am afraid that they will be immediately besieged.

The repeated battles have injured the origin, and the injuries in the body are getting worse and worse.

Zhao Junyu's face was unwavering.

"This seat is going to be closed for a month, and there will be no guests!" Zhao Junyu snorted coldly, turned around and went to the back mountain of Yanshan.

The more arrogant he seems at the moment, the safer he will be, and the more these people dare not move.

Sure enough, a group of strong men looked at each other, staring at his back, their complexions changed several times, and after a long time, they quietly left one by one.

And the tens of thousands of monks who were onlookers, after shaking their heads and sighing, gradually dispersed, this shocking battle, witnessed the destruction of a thousand-year-old family overnight, and many people couldn't help but have mixed feelings in their hearts.

Three days later, the chaotic mountain palace behind Ximen's house had already been cleaned up.

In a palatial mansion.

Zhao Junyu comfortably soaked in a bucket, all of which were made of a century-old elixir.

The mellow and pure medicinal power inside was slowly repairing his injuries.

"Master, this is all the property of the Simon family, treasure details. ”

"Please take a look. ”

Outside the door, a timid voice sounded, and Ximen Wan carefully dressed up and stood outside the door nervously.

(Po Sing Shek Academy)