The sword light is like practice, the shape is like a dragon, the fierce is worse than the evil tiger, as fast as lightning, these fighters in the air are the opponents of the fat man, the mid-level opponent of the sword fetus, I saw that Dajian flashed in the air in a row, and hundreds of fighters in the air emitted black smoke one after another, and the four or five divisions were carried down. It crashed into the surrounding houses, igniting a raging fire.

After these planes were destroyed by the sword light, the killing machine in the fat man's heart not only did not subside, but became more and more vigorous and crazy. From childhood to adulthood, the fat man's surname is gentle, and he rarely quarrels with others, even if there are occasional disputes, they all end up with the fat man taking the initiative to suffer. In the past ten years, the fat man has been studying, the anger he has suffered from job hunting, and the grievances he has accumulated have all exploded. In addition, Xiaolan is now soulless, life and death, and the fat man's heart is even more sad and sad. The anger turned into a sword move, and the sword yuan force exploded with the fat man's explosion, and the big sword burst out into thousands of sword lights in the air, layer by layer, with the breath of death, and pressed over like a mountain and a sea.

At this point, the fat man's sword move is the second style, hating a thousand weights, and it has become a success. The sword master hated Qianzhong for a long time, and the fat man took advantage of the feeling of pain in his heart after losing his lover to the limit, and created the second style of sword technique: Hate Qianzhong. If the first type of sword is a single attack sword technique with great power, then this style of hatred is a group sword technique that makes countless enemies feel infinite despair. Just look at the masters on the other side who are holding all kinds of cold weapons and are attacked by this mercury-like sword light halfway through. They all fell to the ground in pain, moaning helplessly and shouting. None of these people on earth are whole. All in the fat man's move to hate Qianzhong was cut in half, and the pain of separating their bodies from top to bottom made them roll on the ground in pain, and their hands scratched and scratched on the ground. One by one, they cried out with pale faces, and the aura of despair spread from their bodies and radiated in all directions.

The fat man's sword flew into the air, ready to perform the second group big move to hate Qianzhong, but was stopped by the old man who suddenly appeared: "Fatty, stop it, you have killed enough people today, the people of the Qian family are almost dead, these soldiers are innocent, it is better to do less to kill people and lose merit points, after all, if you want to resurrect Xiaolan, the merit required is not as much as ordinary." The old man's thin little face was full of tiredness and looked exhausted, it seemed that it was not as easy as he said to protect Xiaolan's soul from under the Zhuxian Sword. The old man may have put a lot of effort into it. The fat man's heart was secretly moved, and with a light move of his right hand, the big sword turned into a streamer and returned to the fat man's hand.

After the fat man fell to the ground, he gently said to Kong Wuming, who was standing next to him: "Xiao Kong, come here, the rest of the soldiers will be handed over to you, you can watch it." Putting away his sword, he returned to the hall and found a corner, where he sat with his eyes closed. The guests from all walks of life, who had happily come to watch the ceremony, saw the murderous evil god of the fat man turn their heads and walk in again, and a timid woman was so frightened that she cried on the spot. The friend next to him hurriedly covered his mouth, and looked anxiously at the fat man who was angry. lest you anger the fat man, give them a sword too. The fat man's methods just now, they all looked at it in unison, this master, but a ruthless master, the sword light flashed, it would kill people.

Kong Chuili and Lan Haoren on the side, they didn't have a lot of taste in their hearts at this time, and they saw that the Qian family, who was like Zhongtian, disappeared in a snap of their fingers, and the two generations of the Qian family's heads died on the spot, and the five military commanders of the Qian family, ten elders of the White Lotus Sect, dozens of deacons and hall masters were wiped out by the fat man in front of him who looked ordinary and dressed in ordinary clothes. Lan Haoren was even more mixed in his heart, full of remorse, he knew that his daughter had such a bullish boyfriend, why did he force her to marry into the Qian family, his daughter Xiaoli was in Yanzhao City, and he had heard about making friends with a fat man with an ordinary family background, but he had not taken it to heart, now it seems that it was wrong, it was all wrong, the real person in the Jindan period, how many days is it in the last days, the cultivation of this great god in front of him is definitely the first person in the last days! If he follows his daughter's wishes, this fat man is the son-in-law of the Lan family, and there is a son-in-law with a high force value as a backing, what is the Qian family, what are monsters, and zombies. It's a pity, there is no regret medicine in the world, and they all blame their father and son for having no beads and clinging to the powerful, and now they have ended up with chickens and eggs. Alas. Lan Haoren let out a long sigh, looked at his son, who was also remorseful behind him, shook his head, and closed his eyes in pain.

Kong Traili on the side is also quite unpleasant in his heart, the Qian family is powerful, in order not to burn himself, his front foot is just ruthless, and the eldest son who cultivates during the foundation building period is expelled from the family, and the Qian family on the back foot is the son's companion, this fat man who is not amazing to the whole thing collapsed, looking at his son's mighty figure in the air like a god, Kong Chuili's regret in his heart is not to mention, I really want to give myself a few slaps in the face, it is my own soft ears that have led to today's situation, the son does not agree with Lao Tzu, does not agree with this family, What makes him even more sad is that his son even returned his name, claiming that he will be called Kong Wuming in the future, and his surname will be returned to his name, when did the relationship between their two fathers and sons reach such a point, it is all the ghost of the woman around him, all along, this woman has been desperately instilling the idea that the eldest son is a waste to the elders of the family, in fact, it is not for his two sons, she and her father have allowed her to do a lot of things, and let her and some people in the family join forces to oppress the eldest son and ignore it. It seems that his own surname, which has now become arrogant, withdrawn, and unkind, has to bear a certain responsibility.

What made Kong Traili regret even more was that he learned from his son's words that his son had another adventure, not only because he had awakened his ability, but also because he had awakened the inheritance of the ancient ancestor of the Confucian family: the five-colored divine light. If Kong Chuili doesn't know who Kong Xuan is, then forget it, but people who grew up in China, there are a few people who haven't read the novel of the Romance of the Gods. Can his exercises be bad, just look at the pair of magical wings behind his son, the five looming brilliance on the wings is obviously the prototype of the five-color divine light. If he has always treated his son well, if his son has always had a sense of identity with the family, then this incident is definitely an unprecedented opportunity for the Kong family, now, it is too late to say anything, from the son's indifferent eyes, from the words that he still has a surname, Kong Chuili deeply felt his son's deep disappointment in himself and the Kong family.

Kong Traili looked at the pair of frightened and panicked behind him, his face was shocked, and there was even a smell of urine in the crotch of his pants, not to mention the feeling in his heart, and then look at his wife who was too frightened and became demented, Kong Traili had a feeling of irritability for his wife for the first time. The ancients said well, marry a wife should be virtuous, how virtuous your original wife was, but unfortunately, she let her own flowery behavior to be angry to death. Come to think of it, the son's attitude towards himself has also changed since the death of his ex-wife. How can I say that this is my own son, thinking of the way his son stood in front of him at the time of the crisis just now, Kong Traili secretly thought in his heart, perhaps, there is still hope for the Kong family.

Kong Wuming spread his wings and flew into the air, rising rapidly, when he rose high enough, the two wings spread, the figure turned, like a big wheel rushed down, at the wing fan, groups of soldiers and strangers flew upside down, Kong Wuming's wings flapped a few times, thousands of soldiers were good, and the driven people couldn't climb the army, the armored car in the distance just fired a few shots, and was swept in half by Kong Wuming, a wing split in half, grabbed the driver in the armored car, Kong Wuming flew into the air, and said coldly: " Stop it for me, the Qian family is gone, if you want to die, just continue, and I will send you on your way."

At this time, Zhang Wenjun also quickly stepped forward to carry the innate high-level cultivator and shouted: "Brothers in the army, the Qian family has perished, and this one in the air is the head of our Wenjun mercenary group, the Peacock Ming King, Kong Wuming, no birth mother, vacuum hometown, Maitreya was born, and King Ming was born." I know that many of you are White Lotus Sectists, and now that the Qian family is dead, this Peacock Ming King Kong is nameless, and he is your new leader, everyone lay down their weapons and go back to the barracks to stand by, I will persuade the king to forgive you for what you just did. We only punish the evil, and now the Qian family has been subdued, and Tianjing City will become more and more prosperous under our leadership in the future."

After the crazy killing of the fat man and the threat of force by Kong Wuming, Zhang Wenjun's words played a great role, and these soldiers walked in a dejected line to the camp where the army was stationed under the leadership of the middle-level officers.

On the periphery of Tianjing City, several fighter planes were desperately fleeing out, being protected by several fighters on a core plane, Qian Tuhao was lying on the stretcher with a pale face, his chest was undulating, and he was hateful in his heart, looking at the direction of Tianjing City, and said to himself with a fierce light in his eyes: "Damn the boy of the Kong family, damn the fat man, you wait for me, this great enemy that destroyed my Qian family and ruined my White Lotus Sect, one day, I will double it back."

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