Everyone looked at Zhong Jiuluo's movements with different expressions, time seemed to stand still and became long, the black palm was getting closer and closer to Fu Jingming, Zhong Jiuluo showed a hideous smile on his face, as if he had waited for this moment for too long.

Fu Jinghong couldn't bear to watch his eldest brother being killed, turned his head and closed his eyes quietly, but Fu Yao looked at it coldly, not at all, but the corners of his mouth rose slightly without a trace, and some people in Fu Mansion closed their eyes in pain, and many other wealthy families besieging Fu Mansion did quietly watch Zhong Jiuluo's hot hand.

"Lei'er, I don't know where you are, it's a pity that I didn't have the chance to see you for the last time, and you can only take care of yourself in the future. ”

Seeing Zhong Jiuluo coming with a wave of his palm, Fu Jingming said secretly in his heart, tears flashed in his eyes, he was motionless, he had no intention of dodging, he had been poisoned by the ink soul for many years, and Zhong Jiuluo's palm made the poison of the ink soul that he had suppressed for many years fully explode, making him hurt and injured, making him powerless to do anything to resist.

"Patriarch. The middle-aged man with a seven-fold condensate shouted, and as soon as he rushed forward two steps, he was controlled by a nine-fold condensation person.

When Zhong Guluo's soul poison hand was only one zhang away from Fu Jingming, suddenly a bright light flashed, and everyone felt a flower in front of them, and when they came back to their senses, Zhong Guluo's palm had already been patted.

"Bang~"

A loud bang sounded in everyone's ears, Fu Jinghong slowly turned his head and opened his eyes, staring at Fu Jingming, but he didn't see the imaginary scene where Fu Jingming was killed by one move, but saw Fu Jingming and Fu Xianyi both fall to the ground, and his father Fu Xianyi was even more curled up in pain.

"Father. Fu Jinghong shouted, with tears in his eyes, he did not stop Zhong Jiuluo, he knew that even if he rescued him in vain, he saw the power of supporting Zhong Jiuluo this time, Fu Jinghong knew that even if he did not agree to seize power, the impact on Zhong Jiuluo would not be too great.

"Old Patriarch. Many people in the Fu family shouted in unison, but the gap in strength could not be crossed, several people who resisted desperately were killed instantly, and the people of the Fu family watched this scene happen, their hearts were sad and indignant, but they could not do anything, if they made a move, they would be suppressed by the other party with a thunderous force.

It turned out that at the critical moment, Fu Xianyi took advantage of the moment when everyone's eyes were focused on Zhong Jiuluo, suddenly took a strong breath, and rushed towards Fu Jingming at a lightning speed, and finally Zhong Jiuluo's ink soul poisonous hand slapped Fu Xianyi's chest less than three feet away from Fu Lei.

"It's really touching, it's a good story for the old father to save the son, old thing, since you want to block it, I'll give you a chance, I want to see how many times you can help him block it." Zhong Jiuluo said coldly.

As soon as the words fell, I saw Zhong Jiuluo raise his palm again and go towards Fu Jingming, Fu Xianyi tried to kick his legs and wanted to stand up, hoping to block another blow for Fu Jingming, but he just rolled on the ground and was unable to stand up at all.

"Stop. ”

Just when Zhong Jiuluo's ink soul poisonous hand was about to be imprinted on Fu Jingming's body, a loud shout exploded in the air, and the sound was like thunder, which shocked people's hearts, making Zhong Jiuluo's speed pause, and fine beads of sweat suddenly appeared on his forehead.

Feeling the strength coming, Zhong Jiuluo knew that he might lose the opportunity again if he didn't do it, so he gritted his teeth and raised his palm again to shoot at Fu Jingming.

"Oh~"

Just when the palm of his hand was less than a foot away from Fu Jingming, a black mang crossed through the middle, and the black mang turned into a sword, and the tip of the sword pierced into the ground with a popping sound, protecting Fu Jingming from the spine of the sword, forcibly separating the two of them, and stopping Zhong Jiuluo's movements.

"Who. ”

Zhong Guluo shouted, and then raised his eyes but didn't find any figure at all, and everyone also looked around, naturally they didn't see any figure, just a dark red giant sword standing diagonally on the ground.

"It's Fu Lei, this sword is his, I remember. Someone spoke, and everyone turned their attention to the sword.

"That's right, it's indeed Fu Lei's sword. Again, someone affirmed.

Zhong Jiuluo's face was gloomy, he didn't expect that he was about to get what he wanted, but Fu Lei's appearance failed again, thinking that Fu Lei could throw the giant sword so accurately, which made Zhong Jiuluo have a bad premonition in his heart.

"Lei'er, you go and hide. Fu Jingming shouted hoarsely, Fu Lei's appearance made him both happy and desperate.

Zhong Jiuluo looked around, but there was still no trace of Fu Lei, and he raised his palm again to solve Fu Jingming, he had a hunch that if Fu Jingming was not solved now, then he would have no chance to make a move in the future.

"If you dare, you will try, if you dare to hurt my father, I promise to slaughter the Zhong family. Zhong Guluo was about to make another move, and the sound of thunder resounded in the air again.

I saw that Zhong Jiuluo didn't care about it, gritted his teeth and slapped it at Fu Jingming.

"Soulbinding. ”

When only three words sounded in everyone's ears, when the ink soul poisonous hand was only an inch away from Fu Jingming, Zhong Jiuluo's body suddenly froze in place as if it was bound, and the black palm could not move forward a bit.

Seeing this scene, everyone gasped, Fu Jingming's mouth opened slightly, feeling incredible, and Fu Xianyi, who was enduring the pain, also showed a smile with difficulty.

Then in the blink of an eye, a handsome young man appeared in everyone's eyes, but he saw that the young man was full of anger and rushed towards Zhong Jiuluo with an arrow step, and kicked Zhong Jiuluo a few meters away with a hook kick, and the whole process was less than three breaths, so that most people did not react at all for a while.

"Ahem!"

Zhong Jiuluo got up from the ground with difficulty, his face was flushed, but his eyes were unusually cold, looking at Fu Lei.

"Father, grandfather, let you suffer. Fu Lei didn't pay any attention to Zhong Jiuluo, and squatted down to help the two of them.

"I'm fine, and your father's situation is not optimistic. Fu Xianyi endured the severe pain and spoke.

"Father, grandfather, please rest assured, with me, no one can hurt you, and no one can shake the Fu Mansion. Fu Lei's words were generous and powerful, which made Fu Jinghong and Fu Yao's hearts tremble slightly.

Then Fu Lei stood up, looked around with cold eyes, his left eye was closed, and everyone who was looking at it with one right eye was a little uneasy, especially Fu Jinghong and Fu Yao couldn't help but take two steps back.

Fu Lei looked indifferently at the many wealthy families around him, he didn't expect that after the last incident, not only did not reduce the number of families besieging Fu Mansion, but this time there were more wealthy families besieging Fu Mansion together.

There are as many as seven families besieging Fu Mansion this time, except for two families other than the top ten wealthy families, the remaining five are still wealthy families, namely: Zhong family, Xue family, Xu family, Wei family, Cheng family five families, except for the Wei Chi family, the families who besieged Fu Mansion last time are all included.

"It seems that people are really not ruthless and unstable, the price of besieging Fu Mansion last time is really insignificant, or do you think that I can easily take Fu Mansion because I am deficient in Heavenly Dao and unable to cultivate? Zhong Jiuluo, you are a good means, leading the team besieging Fu Mansion to become larger and larger every time. Looking around at the people from wealthy families, Fu Lei said coldly.

"The boy who is not ashamed of his words is not afraid of the wind flashing his tongue. ”

The masked man with the sound of the urn always suppressed Xie Lao to death, so that Xie Lao couldn't breathe at all, as if he was about to lose at any time, but when he saw Zhong Jiuluo's place, he couldn't help but speak indifferently.