Boom!

"Hatred!" Before a word of hatred had completely fallen, Zhu Hefeng grabbed his war halberd with his backhand, and the whole person rose into the air, and the war halberd in his hand flashed with a terrifying cold light under the reflection of the light that had not completely dissipated.

"Reincarnation, all living beings are destroyed!"

With a loud shout, the reincarnation tribulation skill was spawned to the extreme, and the reincarnation tribulation skill of both rigidity and softness was displayed, and the trick was like that soft water wave, falling towards the two figures in front of him.

Boom!

Boom!

Xiao Tear and Blood father and son have long known that Zhu Hefeng is not good, and when he spoke just now, he has always been secretly on guard.

At this time, Zhu Hefeng suddenly burst out, although the father and son were a little caught off guard, but they were not panicked.

The two swords in his hand stabbed out almost in no particular order.

The sword blade let out a sharp roar, the father and son were concentric, its sharpness was gold, and the sword blade in his hand was like two dragons that went out to the sea, stabbing towards Zhu Hefeng.

This sword, whether it is tricks or speed, can only be described in four words, that is: seamless!

The sword blades in their hands were intertwined, turning into the most terrifying sword light in the world, and the tacit understanding between them made the sword moves complement each other, making the tricks exquisite, even if they intersected with Yan Shisan and Ximen Blowing Snow, they were not inferior in the slightest.

Squeak!

The two sides shot almost in no particular order, and before the moves were facing each other head-on, the scattered skills and sword qi had already collided together.

When I landed, the whole wooden house began to shake violently, as if it would collapse completely at any moment.

Bang!

The Xiao father and son teamed up to attack, showing almost incredible strength, and the sword moves were perfect, and both father and son took out their own skills.

Zhu Hefeng performed the extermination of sentient beings of the reincarnation calamity, and as soon as this move came out, the halberd in Zhu Hefeng's hand turned into a layer of water curtain, which was extremely flexible.

The strongest halberd suddenly turned into a water curtain that was extremely yin and soft, which was incredible.

Eventually, a loud roar rang out.

Syllable!

The sharp sword qi struck the water curtain, but it was all moved away.

Boom! Boom! Boom! ……

A muffled sound sounded, and the incomparably sharp sword qi pierced the surrounding wooden walls, opening countless openings for this originally sturdy wooden house.

Poof!

However, the Xiao father and son only felt that their skills were like mud cows entering the sea, disappearing without a trace.

At the same time, a terrible backlash was brewing.

In the end, the water waves rebounded, and the true power of the destruction of all beings exploded, and the Xiao father and son were both shocked and flew out with a pain in their chests at the same time.

Poof!

The seven-foot-long halberd in Zhu Hefeng's hand swept out, turning into a brilliant luster, and fell into the eyes of the Xiao father and son.

Blood, bright red blood.

This was the last thing the father and son saw.

Tick! Tick! Tick!

Drops of bright blood continued to drip from the war halberd in his hand, spilling on the ground, Zhu Hefeng carried the war halberd upside down, looking indescribably comfortable.

"Hehe," a low laugh sounded, and Zhu Hefeng picked up the deer cutter knife that fell to the ground between his backhands, and strode towards the door.

Bang!

The next moment Zhu Hefeng stepped out of this wooden house, a loud noise came from behind him, and the entire wooden house completely collapsed.

………………

Jiangnan, Qixingtang, Murong family.

When you come to Jiangnan, you naturally can't help but go home, and when you return home, you can't see your relatives.

This time, Murong Qiudi followed Zhu Hefeng to the south of the Yangtze River together, and it was very logical that she wanted to go back to Murong Family.

But when he came back this time, Murong Qiudi regretted it from the bottom of his heart.

"Little brother, what did you say?" Murong Qiudi's room.

Dressed in elegant clothes and dressed in a delicate and noble manner, Murong Qiudi looked at his son in front of him and exclaimed.

Standing in front of Murong Qiudi was a boy who looked to be only about ten years old, with clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, very similar to Murong Qiudi.

At a glance, you can see that he is the son of Murong Qiudi.

But his dress didn't look like the appearance of a son of a family at all, and he was wearing a coarse cloth robe.

At a young age, patches of calluses appeared on the skin that should be delicate.

At this time, a pair of eyes that were more dazzling than the stars looked directly at his mother, and his expression was even more mature than he had at this age.

The younger brother said word by word: "I said, I want to go to Shenjian Villa." ”

"Little brother," Murong Qiudi looked at his son in front of him with a bitter expression, "Do you know that the Divine Sword Villa will not recognize your identity?" ”

The younger brother sneered, "Could it be that the Murong family will recognize my identity?" ”

He is the son of Xie Xiaofeng and Murong Qiudi, and he should be the pride of the sky, but his existence is a shame for the Murong family and the Divine Sword Villa.

No matter which one it is, under normal circumstances, it will not recognize his identity!

When Murong Qiudi heard his son's words, his expression trembled, his delicate body trembled slightly, and finally sighed and said, "Little brother, I found out for the first time that you are really like your father. ”

"The same stubbornness!"

The younger brother said, "Really? But I don't want me to be like him. ”

Murong Qiudi said in a condensed voice: "Your father is dead, the descendants of the Divine Sword Villa are already considered to be the last one, if you go to the Divine Sword Villa, maybe the Xie family can really recognize you." ”

The younger brother nodded and said, "I know, that's why I'm going." ”

As he spoke, the boy, who did not look like a child at all, turned around and strode towards the door.

"Wait." Murong Qiudi suddenly stopped him.

"What else?" Although the younger brother is young, he is young and old, and he doesn't look like a child at all.

Hearing his mother's call, he said coldly.

Murong Qiudi said: "If you go on the road alone, aren't you afraid?" Wait a minute, I'll send you there! ”

"No need," the younger brother said coldly, "I'm alone, it's simpler." ”

After speaking, he walked out of the room without looking back and disappeared in front of Murong Qiudi's eyes.

Watching his only son leave, Murong Qiudi's beautiful eyes shot an incomparably complicated look, and the whole person sat there and was silent for a long time.

Syllable!

After a long time, a crisp sound sounded in Murong Qiudi's ears, and with it, there was a familiar smell.

Zhu Hefeng lowered his head, looked at the anxious woman in front of him, and said, "Qiu Di, he not only hates Xie Xiaofeng, but also hates you!" ”

Murong Qiudi slowly came back to his senses and said with a wry smile: "I know. ”

"Perhaps, he will become another third young master."

"Maybe!" Murong Qiudi sighed deeply and said, "I only hope that there will not be another Murong Qiudi in this world. ”

"Hahaha." Zhu Hefeng laughed and said, "Of course not, having one Murong Qiudi is enough!" ”