When Du Zhenyu saw the scene, he already felt guilty.

He came a little late, and Ximen Lie finally committed suicide first.

Ximen's fluttering tone was cold, making people can't help but feel cold, as if the heavens and the earth were many times colder.

"You are Du Zhenyu?" Ximen Wuchen frowned and stared at Du Zhenyu, with some hatred in his eyes: "You seduced her, and then let her steal our family's jade pendant?" ”

Du Zhenyu asked, "What are you?" ”

"Okay, sharp-toothed boy, I don't care what your origin is, but if you dare to fight our Ximen family's idea, you are doomed to die without a place to be buried!" Ximen Wuchen gritted his teeth and scolded angrily: "A pair of dogs and men, both give me death!" ”

With a shake of his body, he rushed towards Ximen Piaopiao, waved his palm, and said coldly: "I'll reunite your father and daughter, you two scum traitors!" ”

"Look for death!" Du Zhenyu snorted coldly, greeted him, and then slapped his palm towards Ximen Wuchen.

Bang!

The palms of the two were solid, and Du Zhenyu's body did not move at all, but Ximen Wuchen was shocked and took five or six steps back.

As soon as the master makes a move, he will know if there is one.

Du Zhenyu only used fifty percent of his strength to repel Ximen Wuchen, and the outcome had already been decided.

Ximen Hua rolled his eyes, saw that the current situation was a little unfavorable, and gave an order to attack a group of masters around him.

One of them took out a pistol and aimed at Du Zhenyu.

Who said that the Guwu family must rely on martial arts to fight?

This hot weapon can kill people in seconds!

It's just that they underestimated Long Shuang'er's perverted strength too much, and the three masters who touched the gun didn't have time to pull the trigger at all, they only felt a flash of light in front of them, and then blood began to flow from their necks.

The three masters were killed in an instant.

Long Shuang'er didn't wait for the order, took the initiative to kill, a pair of daggers in her hand, like a demon scythe that harvested life, and with a wave, a puddle of blood rose from someone's neck.

There is no one who will be together!

Yes, the Simon family, except for Simon Wuchen, there is no one with her at all.

This is a one-sided massacre.

The screams rang out, one after another, but in just a few breaths, there was no one left to stand beside Ximenhua.

They were all lying on the ground, motionless, without exception, the vital parts of their bodies were swept by Long Shuang'er's dagger.

There are only a few people who can still stand at the scene.

In addition to Du Zhenyu, Long Shuang'er, and Ximen Piaopiao, there are only Ximen Hua and Ximen Ao, as for Ximen Wuchen, he is still standing, but he already has dozens of wounds on his body.

With a body of blood, Ximen Wuchen no longer has the master's demeanor just now, his expression is no longer calm and confident, and in addition to the hatred in his eyes, the fear also begins to grow.

He gritted his teeth, put his hands on his knees, his body was shaking wildly, he lowered his head, and blood fell to the ground drop by drop, making that very strange but terrifying sound.

Du Zhenyu looked at him coldly and did not make a move immediately.

Killing is an art, and it is also a way to release one's heart.

How to make one's heart more comfortable is the most important thing, and it is the basis for determining the means of killing.

Du Zhenyu came a little late, and he had already made Ximen Piaopiao lose her father, and almost lost her life.

So he felt guilty, and there was a knot in his heart that was not easy to untie.

He had to slowly, sword by sword, cut through the bloodless veins of Ximen, and let the latter die slowly, only in this way would he be comfortable.

Ximen Ao's face was pale without a trace of color, and he seemed to be completely frightened.

How could it be that in a blink of an eye, his family died, his younger brother died, he was a little sad in his heart, but he felt that everything had to be focused on the overall situation, but when his father died, he couldn't accept it.

But he is still enduring it, but he has endured it until now, it seems that everything is just his unilateral idea, the power of the family will not fall into his hands, and even his life is in danger now.

In his opinion, after the death of Simon Wuchen and Simonhua, it will be his turn.

He didn't want to run away, because he was a smart man, and at the moment, there was no point in escaping.

It's just that he has some sadness in his heart, he has lost confidence in life, and he only feels that the future is bleak, and he suddenly seems to be many years older.

Experience is always the price of human growth.

He looked at Simon Piaopiao not far away, but unfortunately the latter did not look at him.

Simon Piaopiao just squatted beside his father without even raising his head.

Ximenhua couldn't help it, he turned around and fled, but he didn't have the courage to do it.

In the family, his martial arts are also very high, and he can definitely enter the top five, but at this moment, he really doesn't have the courage to make a move.

Long Shuang'er is a delicate female doll, but the ruthlessness of the shot makes him really cold and desperate.

Since you have the intention of escaping, how dare you do it.

It's just that escaping at this time is really boring and meaningless, so he only had time to escape a few meters away before he was stopped by Long Shuang'er again.

Long Shuang'er put away the dagger, looked at Ximenhua coldly, and said very contemptuously: "People like you, you don't even have the courage to fight, you will really defile my knife." ”

Afraid of staining the knife, she didn't use it.

And for her, to kill Simonhua, without a knife, is still like slaughtering a chicken.

Seeing that Long Shuang'er had put away his weapon, Ximen Hua finally had a trace of fighting intent in his heart, and he had a fluke mentality, so he pounced on Long Shuang'er, took out a short knife from his hand, and stabbed it fiercely into the opponent's chest.

Long Shuang'er's face remained unchanged, her little hand stretched out, her little hand was very tender, not at all like a hand that often held a knife to kill, anyone who saw it couldn't bear to hurt it.

But it was this small hand that easily grasped Simonhua's wrist, and then the latter felt a huge and incomparable power coming from this little hand.

There was a crunch click.

Ximenhua's wrist bone was broken, and with a cry of pain, Ximenhua came out of his leg like lightning and kicked Long Shuang'er's lower body.

By this time, he didn't care about anything, and he had no scruples about flirting with his legs, but he annoyed Long Shuang'er.

I saw that Long Shuang'er's face was really like frost, a trace of anger flashed in her eyes, her left hand was sent forward, and her right palm knife was slashed.

With another click, Simonhua's right leg snapped.

Before Ximenhua could exhale a miserable scream, his body was picked up by Long Shuang'er, left the ground, and was slammed to the ground again.

How many bones were broken on his body, Ximenhua himself didn't know, and the next moment, Long Shuang'er took a step forward, and when he arrived behind Ximenhua, he grabbed Ximenhua's neck with his right hand and twisted it.

A crisp sound came, Ximenhua's eyes bulged out, his tongue stretched out long, and there was still a lot of blood flowing out of his mouth, but his breath had been cut off.

At the same time, Du Zhenyu was still abusing Ximen Wuchen.

The latter has never stopped attacking, if it is Ximen Wuchen himself who understands that even if he does not attack at this time, there is no way to retreat.

He forced Ximen Lie to death, how could he let Ximen Piaopiao let him live?

Obviously, his life and death are only in Simon's fluttering thoughts.

Unfortunately, he knew very well that Simon Piaopiao would never forgive his crimes.

Since horizontal and vertical is a death, it is better to die a glorious death.

So he kept attacking, but unfortunately the difference in strength between the two sides was too great, and his attack couldn't touch the corner of Du Zhenyu's clothes at all, and every time Du Zhenyu shot, he could get an extra wound on his body.

What the?

Du Zhenyu is disgraceful with a sword?

!

How old is Du Zhenyu? How old is Simon Wuchen?

Du Zhenyu still thinks this is unfair!

Du Zhenyu has never been merciful to the enemy, let alone any reason and means.

Finally, Ximen Wuchen estimated that he was really desperate, perhaps he was also afraid to the core, he stopped attacking, and then slapped his palm on his Tianling Gai.

This old guy is ruthless enough, this palm, he used all his remaining strength, the heavenly spirit cover was shattered, and his brains were splashed on the ground.

Du Zhenyu frowned, a little disappointed.

He hasn't vented enough.

What a free vent machine, it's a pity!

Du Zhenyu looked at Ximen Ao, whose face was still pale, and his body was trembling slightly.

Knowing that this guy was Ximen Piaopiao's brother and the last survivor of Ximen Piaopiao's family, Du Zhenyu was not ready to kill him, but he despised him incomparably.

Looking at Ximen Ao, Du Zhenyu pouted: "Are you still human?" Watching your family die in front of you, you can even bear it, and you are indifferent, people like you really live a very poor life, and it is also very sad, don't worry, I won't kill you, because you don't deserve it. ”

The murderous aura in Long Shuang'er's eyes slowly calmed down.

Du Zhenyu turned around and said to Ximen Piaopiao: "I'm sorry, I'm late." ”

Ximen Piaopiao had already sorted out her thoughts, she stood up and looked at Ximen Ao, her eyes were very indifferent, as if she didn't know this brother at all.

She also didn't expect that the eldest brother she admired and respected the most when she was a child would become like this over the years.

Such a cold-blooded man, she is already dead.

She wanted to kill him.

It's just that if the Ximen family is really destroyed, it's not what she wants to see, as for what will happen to Ximen Ao in the future, the right is in his own hands.

If you do too much injustice, you will kill yourself, she believes in this saying.

"Their funeral, you arrange it, if you are still a member of the Simon family, you don't have to do any pomp, I think, they don't want this kind of thing to be known to the world, because it's a shame!" Ximen Piaopiao said coldly.

Ximen Ao immediately nodded again and again, and finally breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and the previous sadness was much lighter.

Ximen Piaopiao did not take care of the family's funeral, which was really unexpected by Du Zhenyu.

It can be seen that she has a good relationship with her father and second brother, and she really loves them, but why didn't he bury them with his own hands?

Du Zhenyu quickly figured out this problem.

She didn't want to continue grieving.

She is a person who can afford to let go, her purpose is to make the four major families no longer have a civil war, and now that she has paid such a big price, she will not give up her goal.

Moreover, she really didn't want to touch the scene, and the Ximen family, she really didn't want to go back.

Back at the villa, the five elders had finished drinking, and were grabbing the remote control for watching TV, the five people were used to living in the mountains, and occasionally saw TV programs, they couldn't help but feel novel, so they scramble, which was also reasonable.

Several hostesses of the villa smiled helplessly on the side, and they were really speechless to these five strange old men.

The appearance of Ximen Piaopiao did not arouse the interest of several elders, they were still grabbing the remote control, some people wanted to watch advertisements, some people wanted to watch movies, some people wanted to watch variety shows, some people wanted to watch singing competitions, they fought fiercely with each other, but they didn't fight.

When the girls saw Ximen Piaopiao, they all nodded silently and behaved very friendly, but Ximen Piaopiao ignored them, but said to Du Zhenyu: "Arrange a room for me, I want to be quiet alone." ”

Du Zhenyu took her into the room, and when she came down, she saw that the faces of the girls were a little unhappy.

Khan, jealous?

Du Zhenyu's scalp was a little numb.