Trembling and looking up, the children of the Su family who were kneeling on the ground were trembling, their eyes were full of rich absurdity, and they looked at the slowly approaching figure in disbelief.

Su Wuxian, the head of the Su family, actually wanted to slaughter his disciples with his own hands and slaughter them, the future pillars of the family.

This scene, like a laughing nightmare, is real in front of them, and it is approaching them.

"Tapp..."

Heaven and earth were dead silent, except for the sound of Su Wuxian's footsteps, only the sound of the Su family's children's heavy and disordered breathing remained, which added a bit of horror to the room.

After a while, Su Wuxian paused, and the white shirt that was put up slowly fell, and finally stopped.

In front of him, there were hundreds of Su family disciples kneeling down, feeling the shroud of the figure, they couldn't help but tremble, the fear in their hearts grew stronger, and their bodies were cold.

At the front of these Su family disciples, there were two figures, one black and one white, kneeling.

Obviously, they were the most gifted disciples of the Su family.

The two pairs of lowered trembling eyes looked straight ahead, and the elongated black figure on the ground was deeply engraved in their pupils.

As if sensing the oppressive heaviness in the air, the two slowly raised their heads, their eyes sliding slightly, from their feet, then to their white shirts, and finally to their indifferent faces.

On his face, he was still familiar with majesty, but there was less peace in his eyes, more strange indifference, which was inexplicably chilling, and even chilled all over his body.

"Home, head of the house..."

Shaking his face, the black-clothed young man on the left forcibly opened his mouth, and his dry lips were suddenly torn apart as he spoke, oozing blood, making the corners of his pale lips look more and more miserable.

"Hum..."

The white shirt was in the wind, the corners of the clothes were lightly raised, and a sword that came out of nowhere hung down quietly in the scabbard, breaking into countless dull eyes.

Su Wuxian's expression was indifferent, his face remained unchanged, his big hand slowly reached out, and he held it directly on the hilt of the sword, and then with a slight force, he heard a trembling sound of the sword blade grinding, accompanied by a flickering cold blade slowly coming out.

"Zheng..."

The sword trembled, and it was completely unsheathed, and the sword light on it showed endless coldness.

"Su Wuxian, what are you going to do?"

Looking at such a scene, Su Xuyao's eyes were full of red, and he could no longer be silent, staring at Su Wuxian with hideous eyes, roaring loudly, and the two lines of blood and tears that had dried up on his face added a bit of pathos.

It's just that Su Wuxian didn't answer, but raised his hand with his sword and slowly stretched out to the young man kneeling in front of him.

Under the countless incredulous gazes, the long sword sank and placed it in front of the young man's white clothes, and the blade that shimmered with cold light was trembling at its throat.

"Wenfu !!"

Su Xuyao's frightened old eyes suddenly got up, his aura collapsed, his outstretched hands trembled uncontrollably, and he stepped straight towards Su Wuxian: "What are you going to do!!?"

"You're going to... He, you know, do you know who he is? He's your son, Su Wenfu, you want to... Are you crazy?"

In the dead silence of the world, only Su Xuyao's frightened and panicked roar echoed.

"Old dog, if you take one step further, the Su family will be covered in a sea of blood, you... Think about it. ”

It's just that before he could take a few steps, Jun Yi's joking voice came from behind him, and the coldness in his words made his whole body stiff, and his feet stopped in the air, unable to fall down.

"Father, father..."

Su Wenfu looked blankly at the cold blade in front of him, and the figure behind the cold blade, and murmured unconsciously in his mouth, but the voice just came out, but it made him a little trance.

He couldn't believe it, and he couldn't believe it, was this seemingly familiar, but unfamiliar face, really his father?

Tiger poison does not eat children, what about human ears?

But what he saw in front of him really overturned his cognition, he thought his father was joking, he thought his father would take other disciples under the knife, he thought it was just an expedient measure...

But who knows, what he thought was just wishful thinking.

And what awakened him was the sharp blade that approached his throat, the sharp blade that grasped his father's hand.

His gaze gradually slowed, looking at the cold light flashing on the blade in front of him, but Su Wenfu didn't feel any coldness, how could the coldest in the world compare to the coldness of the heart?

"Su Wuxian !!"

At this time, a terrible scream suddenly came out, but it came from behind the mountain in the distance.

There was an embarrassed figure with a torn and tattered dress, stumbling and crawling on his knees with all his might, approaching in a panic and panic with trembling eyes, it was Su Wuxian's wife, Su Wenfu's mother.

"Fu'er, Fu'er, my son..."

Now Gu Yuqing is not graceful, her long hair hanging down is messy, and even a little mud is sticky, her pale face is covered with tears, her pupils tremble, and she screams: "Su Wuxian, he is your son, how dare you... How can you..."

"Today, if you dare to make a move on Fu'er, I won't let you go even if I am a ghost, you ......"

"Zheng..."

It's just that before she could finish speaking, she heard a compelling tremor from the long sword in Su Wuxian's hand, and then the long sword poked out and slowly approached Su Wenfu's throat.

"The Su family paid off their debts with their lives, stepped on white bones, and crossed the sea of blood to survive. ”

Su Wuxian's face was expressionless, as if he wanted to kill an insignificant person, he spoke calmly, his cold voice gradually increased, and there was no ripple between his words: "I, Su Wuxian, as the head of the Su family, am ashamed of my ancestors for not being able to protect my children, but if I want to kill my juniors to survive, I can't do it." ”

As for this, Su Wuxian's eyes froze, and then he raised his hand and flipped the long sword, and in a big way, he actually pointed the sword at his body and went straight into his chest.

"Poof..."

The sword was soaked in blood and fell into the air. 69 school bags

The abrupt scene was born too quickly, and no one expected it.

Gu Yuqing, who was crawling on her knees, also fell to the ground, her eyes were empty.

Su Wenfu's eyes trembled, his pupils were bloodshot, and his face was still dripping with warmth.

With the long sword running through his body, Su Wuxian still stood upright, his hands drooping slowly, his face turned pale at an alarming speed, and he roared in his mouth: "Young family master... Brother Jun, back then, the younger brother knew that he had no face to face, and today he has paid for his humble life, but please keep my Su family's incense, can you?"

"None, no envy..."

A trembling voice came out of Su Xuyao's mouth, and he suddenly woke up Su Wenfu, who was kneeling on the ground with dull eyes, and made him hurriedly crawl forward: "Father!!"

"None, no envy, no ... Don't, don't ......"

At this time, Gu Yuqing also reacted, and hurriedly used both hands and feet, and crawled in a panic.

Countless eyes converged, the children of the Su family looked at the white clothes that were gradually stained with blood, their eyes were full of complexity, they thought that the head of the family would make a move on them, but they didn't expect it to be so.

Doubtful self-blame and wordless guilt all came to my heart.

"Hum..."

Suddenly, a figure stepped across the air, white-clothed in the wind, but when he saw Jun Yi coming in the wind, he raised his hand and poured out, so he repelled the long sword and shook out of his body.

In an instant, the blood was piercing, and a terrifying hole appeared in the chest.

Immediately after, Jun Yi condensed his palm again, and a faint green light quietly came out, falling directly on Su Wuxian's sword wound, the huge pain made him subconsciously snort, and his already pale face became more and more ugly.

This scene in front of him made the Su family's martial artists look hideous, and their eyes were angry, and they actually wanted to resist Diwei.

Their head of the family survived for them, and he had clearly drawn his sword to kill himself, but Jun Yi was forced to let go, and he came up to make up for it with two palms, what is the reason?

Blood debts and blood repayment, their skills are not as good as others, the weak and the strong have no complaints, even if they die, there is only unwillingness and despair, but this makes them unable to accept it.

For them, this is not only a shame, but also a shame, and if they live, they will be forever engraved in their hearts, and they will never be able to erase it.

"You dare to do this to the head of the family, I fought with you!!"

"The Su family has no bad seeds, the big deal is just death, life is death, but it's just in advance, why be afraid?"

"Today, as long as there is one person in the Su family who can breathe, he will not be reluctant to survive. ”

For a while, the crowd was furious, the children of the Su family were furious, their mouths roared, and many elders even stood up, surging with strong power, wanting to fight with Jun Yi.

They can die, but they have no dignity to die, and it is absolutely impossible to be insulted by someone who tramples on their faces like this.

In the sky, Su Xuyao and Su Jingzhong saw this, their eyes were firm, and the robes that had already calmed down were gently swayed again, and they didn't want to survive humbly.

"Boom!"

The strong power was in the sky, and the coercion of Su Xuyao's late martial arts realm surged out, raising his hand to grasp the long sword, gradually condensing the cold power, and pointing directly at the white clothes below: "Jun Yi, today is either you or I die!"

"Boom!"

Almost at the same time, the killing machine suddenly rose in the sky.

I saw that the crimson sea of fire was boiling and raging, and a huge hideous figure stepped out of it, Mo Yiqian was holding the Jin Yan Crazy Knife, and he was already horizontal in front of Su Xuyao, and his firm eyes did not give an inch.

Seeing this, Su Xuyao's eyes showed disdain, the chill in his eyes gradually became stronger, and there was even more terror between his mouths: "Even the peak of the Martial King, dare to stop me?"

"Click, click..."

The ice glass is scattered, and the aroma of wine is overflowing.

As soon as his words fell, he saw a giant ice glass tree condensed into the sky at this time, and a figure stood indifferently on the branches, and the cold light in the mouth of the wine gourd he was holding was spitting, and the sword intent was pressing, and the chill overflowed, showing endless killing power.

"Ding, ding..."

"Zheng, Zheng..."

With the darkness permeating, the fierce roar, the crisp sound of the piano permeates the world, and there seems to be an iron horse stepping out under the sound waves, Jin Ge sinks into the sand, and the black tide in the sky, the light blue sword echoes each other, and there is some sadness of killing out of thin air.

For a while, the smoke clouds were agitated, the drizzle was lightly sprinkled, and some hazy feelings were inexplicably generated, and in a trance, there was a full moon rising majestically, as if it was about to compete with the scorching sun, and the desertion was getting thicker.

"Tapp..."

In the thick smoke, a woman in a white dress with a majestic gaze stepped out, and the moon condensed smoke gradually became proud, and a pair of majestic eyes appeared behind her, looking down at the world.

"Boom, boom, boom..."

Immediately afterward, Shen Bu roared, and the two huge phantoms in the smoke cloud gradually became clear.

The lines on the body of the heavenly soldier and thunder tiger are undulating, the wind and thunder are surging between the wings, and a pair of tiger eyes are fierce and powerful, as if they want to bring disaster to the world and slaughter the common people, staring down with tiger eyes.

On the other side of the moon condensing smoke, the southern fog manifested its body, and the huge figure was like a heavy hill, and the cold light on the hideous and sharp black thorns behind it was magnificent, showing domineering and tyranny, giving people a terrible sense of oppression.

Behind the smoke clouds, above the sky dome, waves of the sea rose, and the endless sea of blood gathered in the heavens and the earth, as if it had triggered a tsunami, which was about to engulf the entire Su family.

In the blood curtain, dozens of figures can even be faintly seen, slowly stepping out with a killing machine,

The heavens and the earth are shaking, and the wind and clouds are changing.

In just a few breaths, the entire Su family was covered with terrifying coercion, and the terrifying coercion of several peak martial kings that came out was not inferior to the early stage of the martial sect.

Those two terrifying beasts alone made the courage that had just been born in the hearts of the children of the Su family be ruthlessly crushed.

The battle was about to break out, but a panicked and nervous weak voice was heard, and it suddenly sounded: "No, don't... Stop it!!"