"Look, isn't that fun?" Wen Xie pointed to the Zhongfeng Pavilion in front of him and said with a smile on his face.

The cloaked man snorted coldly and didn't say anything, but the masked man smiled slightly and said, "If you let the heads of Huashan who have died know that Huashan was destroyed in the hands of their own people, I think they will definitely jump out of the cemetery in anger." ”

"Haha..., no, that's not what I want, and it's going to be even more exciting!" Wen Xie laughed, the corners of his mouth went up, and his expression was a little hideous.

The cloaked man and the masked man glanced at each other, with helplessness in their eyes, the experience of the Evil Saint Son is not a secret in the Demon Gate...

……

The flute played by Ling Hu Tian became faster and faster, and Yue Dingtian and Yue Zonglong both tried their best to exert their strongest strength.

I saw that the sword and the fist shadow fought against each other and devoured each other, and they were stalemate for a while, but as time passed, Yue Zonglong, who had consumed a lot of physical strength before, declined.

The sword was suppressed by the fist shadow, and all of a sudden, Yue Shanyue's hearts were raised, causing Fox Cliff and the two elders to stare intently at the battlefield above, praying that the ancestor would not be defeated.

However, Ling Fox Cliff's prayers did not work, and the sword light completely shattered in a roar, and the huge blood-colored fist shadow, like Mount Tai pressing on the top, slammed into Yue Zonglong's body.

Bang!

With a loud bang, Yue Zonglong was bombarded with a punch on the side cliff of the middle peak of Huashan Mountain, and the dust rushed up, forming a huge mushroom cloud of dust.

Click...

The middle peak was cracking, and huge rocks were sliding down from the summit and crashing into the deep valley with a loud roar.

In the sky, Yue Dingtian, whose whole body exuded blood-red light, stood tall, his face was dull, like a walking corpse.

"Woo...!"

Ling Hutian was still playing the flute, Yue Dingtian flew towards Yue Zonglong, pulled up Yue Zonglong, who had fallen into the ground, and then flew back to the peak. fell in front of Ling Hutian.

It can be seen that Yue Zonglong's whole body is covered in mud, the clothes on his chest are covered with blood, and his pale hair is very messy. Spread out, the whole person is like a beggar picked up from a garbage heap.

There is no momentum and majesty of Huashan Ancestor at all, and he is very depressed.

"Ahem..., I lost..."Huashan Ancestor coughed up blood, his eyes were lonely. It was as if the body had exhausted all its strength, and after saying that, the body seemed to have lost its strength.

Boom!

Ling Hutian kicked Yue Zonglong out of Yue Dingtian's hand, and shouted: "Old dog Yue, the reason why Huashan has become what it is now is all your own fault, and when you die, I will definitely take your ashes to pay tribute!" ”

"You should open your eyes wide now, and watch how the elders of Huashan were killed by your beloved Master Yue!"

"Yue Dingtian. Kill him! ”

Ling Hutian blew the bamboo flute and pointed at Elder Huang not far away.

In an instant, Elder Huang's gaze contracted, and his body tensed.

I saw that Yue Dingtian was like a marionette, walking towards Elder Huang step by step.

"Nope! No! Father, you can't do that! Yue Shanyue panicked, looking at Yue Dingtian with a panicked face, wanting to stop Yue Dingtian, but was stopped by Zhao Ling and Xiao Ling.

Wang Zi looked at this scene. In her mind, like a movie, she kept replaying everything that happened, she was confused, and she regretted it. She's about to break down...

She found out that she was wrong, very wrong, crazy wrong.

"Why? Why? I just want to live! Wang Zi covered her head with her hands, and she felt that her head was about to explode.

Poof!

With a flash of blood, Yue Dingtian smashed Elder Huang's head with a palm.

Bright red blood mixed with pale brains, sprayed Yue Dingtian all over his body.

"Next, Elder Xu!" The corners of Fox Tian's mouth rose. He smiled hideously.

Yue Dingtian turned around and walked towards Elder Xu.

Elder Xu looked at Yue Dingtian, looked straight at Yue Dingtian's sluggish appearance, and finally smiled gloomily, and said, "Tian'er, it was we who hurt you, it was we who hurt you!" ”

Poof!

Another flash of blood appeared, Elder Xu's heart was shattered by Yue Dingtian's palm, he opened his mouth and spurted out blood containing internal organs, his eyes were about to pop out, and with endless remorse, he fell to the ground stiffly.

"No !!"

Yue Shanyue shouted heartbreakingly, Elder Xu watched Yue Shanyue grow up since he was a child, and he also loved Yue Shanyue very much, and Yue Shanyue also regarded him as his grandfather.

However, Elder Xu died, and was still killed by her father, and that kind of grief made Yue Shanyue feel that her heart was about to burst.

Ling Hu Tian looked at Ling Hu Ya deeply, then spit out a breath of turbidity, withdrew his gaze, and put his gaze on Yue Shanyue's body.

"The most important show is about to begin." Ling Hutian smiled, blew the bamboo flute, Yue Dingtian turned around stiffly, and walked towards Yue Shanyue step by step.

Yue Shanyue looked at Yue Dingtian in a daze, looking at her father, who was like a hero in her mind.

At this moment, it has become like this.

Yue Shanyue felt that her heart was dripping blood, and she murmured, "Father... Father..."

However, Yue Dingtian's movements did not slow down a bit, and he had already lost his mind.

"Senior sister, run!"

Zhao Ling and Xiao Ling shouted anxiously, took Yue Shanyue's jade hand, and ran into the distance.

At the same time, Zhao Ling and Xiao Ling were praying in their hearts, hoping that the master would come back soon.

"Boom..., did you run away?" Ling Hu Tian smiled evilly.

"Oh my God, you can't do that! Yue'er is your junior sister! Linghu Ya shouted.

"Linghu Cliff, you are not qualified to order me!" Ling Hutian glared and said, "I let you die of poison, which is already merciful enough." ”

"Five years ago, you never regarded me as your son, if it weren't for the Holy Son's help to me, so that my strength rose by leaps and bounds, I became a genius, and I sat in the position of the chief disciple, you wouldn't even look at me squarely."

"You don't deserve to be my father at all!"

"......" Ling Huya was silent and speechless, because what Ling Hutian said was not wrong at all.

Ling Hutian's talent is extremely poor, and his strength is not even as good as that of a disciple of the lower peak, which is a shame for Ling Huya, and for a shame, Ling Huya wishes that he would disappear in front of him forever.

Brush!

At this time, Yue Dingtian jumped up, rushed towards Yue Shanyue like a bloody light, and slapped it with one palm.

Yue Shanyue's pupils dilated, looking at Yue Dingtian's palm getting closer and closer, she couldn't believe that her father would kill her with his own hands!

It was as if my heart was broken.

"Senior sister...!"

Wang Zi shouted, rushing towards Yue Shanyue, recalling the bits and pieces of the past, she couldn't regret it, no, no, Senior Sister Yue'er, you can't die, I don't want you to die.

Master, come back soon! Come back soon! Wang Zi's heart was filled with this thought.

"Woohoo......!"

At this time, a crisp jade flute sound came like a breeze, Yue Dingtian's body suddenly stiffened, and the palm that slammed towards Yue Shanyue also stopped.

I saw a Miaoman's figure floating in the distance like a fairy, wearing a purple shirt, with a noble and elegant temperament.

"Mother!"

Seeing the person who suddenly appeared, Yue Shanyue muttered. (To be continued.) )