On the east side of the square, a thin man walked over, his appearance and body shape were not similar to Zhang Xiaohu at all, and a few strong men chatting nearby took a look, then turned their eyes away and continued to look for a new target.

Zhang Xiaohu had already changed his appearance, and his breath was tightly restrained, without revealing it at all, and he walked directly through the other party's eyelids.

In the square, from time to time, Xiaobai let out a few miserable howls, causing the crowd to roar and cheer wildly.

Zhang Xiaohu had a gloomy face, and he didn't squeeze into the crowd, walking slowly around the crowd, while feeling every breath in the vicinity.

It is impossible to just a few small monks guarding Xiaobai, Zhang Xiaohu doesn't know whether to say that this ancestor of the Wang family is smart or stupid.

Even if it's a trap, you should do it decently, so that even if the person doesn't suspect it's a trap, you have to be forced to think about it this way.

The crowd was surging, the aura was mixed, and I didn't know how many great monks were hiding inside.

Zhang Xiaohu stopped, squinted and looked inside, and suddenly the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, but turned around and walked to the shade of the tree on the side.

"Fuck off"

A middle-aged man leaned against the big tree, leisurely watching the excitement, saw someone approaching, frowned, and shouted in a low voice, looking at Zhang Xiaohu still approaching, he waved his palm a little angrily, as if he had scruples again, he paused halfway through, and opened his five fingers to grab his shoulder.

Just as he was about to buckle his shoulder, the thin man Zhang Xiaohu pretended to be suddenly stumbled under his feet, as if he had tripped over something, and pounced with a shout in his mouth.

The middle-aged man was stunned, wanted to get up to avoid it, and wanted to push the person away, but when he was so entangled, Zhang Xiaohu opened his palm and suddenly pressed it on the middle-aged man's waist and abdomen.

Not far away, several strong men seemed to hear a very low and muffled sound, and when they turned their heads to look around, the sound came and went suddenly, and it went even more suddenly, and disappeared in an instant.

Under the big tree, a thin man covered his face, bent down to explain something, and cautiously retreated, several strong men glanced at each other, and secretly smiled, this kid has a problem with his eyes, no one wants to grab such a comfortable lot, and he doesn't want to think about what will happen.

The episode changed in an instant, the middle-aged man continued to lean against the big tree, looking at the excitement with a serious face, the strong men also thought they had heard it wrong, no one looked for the voice anymore, the boss was silent here, there was no need to jump out to do it.

The thin man shook and gradually walked away, covering his face while muttering something quietly, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Xiang'er pretended to be a handsome young man, with a faint smile on her face, squeezed into the crowd, and stood directly at the forefront.

The leather whip flew, the crowd was noisy, and Xiang'er also waved her fist, but no one noticed that the nails had been pierced with shallow blood marks in the clenched fist.

Before coming, Zhang Xiaohu had already arranged a task for her, that is, to stand in front of Xiaobai, wait until there was a sudden chaos outside the field, rescue Xiaobai as quickly as possible, and then rush out of the encirclement.

Xiang'er's heart was dripping blood, the flying leather whip, every blow seemed to be whipped on her body, looking at Xiaobai's dense whip marks, the falling flesh, and the most terrible iron chain that hooked the bones and internal organs, Xiang'er had an urge to draw a knife and step forward.

However, Xiang'er finally held back, not only stood firmly in place, but also cheered with the crowd with a smile, but, if you look closely at that smile, you can see that she is smiling extremely weird, obviously with smiling eyes, but with anger and murderous aura inside.

The nearest black-clothed guard glanced at it, it was close, he was a little sensitive by nature, and that trace of killing intent was caught by him carelessly, but the handsome young man stared at the monster all the time without blinking, the guard shook his head, they were all perverts, maybe, this monster ate his whole family?

The leather whip in his hand danced, first making a crunch in the air, and then slamming heavily on the monster.

The barb sneered and ripped off a large piece of flesh, and the guard flicked his wrist, and the flesh separated from the whip, he nodded in satisfaction, took a step back, and continued to wait for the time for the next whip.

Four corners, four guards waved in turn, excitedly enjoying the moment.

This is the moment when the whipping guards enjoy the most, they know best how to make the other party the most painful, how to torture for the longest time, if you want to be a whipping guard, you need to be selected from thousands of people all the way, all of them are the best among people, the master of the master.

Don't look at the whip as just a flesh injury, but whoever goes to the execution ground, in the end, no one can go down alive, this whipping not only destroys the body, but also destroys the will of people.

There were once a few hostile Great Cultivators who fell into their hands, and at first they were arrogant and proud, saying that someone would take revenge, but later, they couldn't wait to kneel on the ground and shout grandpa, just to give a good time.

Sufficient qi and blood have become a scourge, automatically recovering from injuries again and again, accepting pain again and again, until the qi and blood dry up, the skin and flesh are slowly withdrawn, and when they die, people are only left with a pair of white bones, this process, at most, has been used for half a year.

"Ahh

Xiaobai continued to scream, only Xiang'er could hear it, and there was a hint of excitement in that voice.

Although Xiang'er completely restrained her breath and changed her appearance, since she approached the square, the little guy smelled her sister from the mixed smell.

The moment she smelled it, she turned her head away, and her body trembled a little, just right, a few leather whips followed, but it was a good way to hide her changes.

After Xiang'er gave Xiang'er a look, the little guy hurriedly turned his head to the side, just glancing at the corner of his eye from time to time, for fear that Xiang'er wouldn't want her and left secretly.

From this moment on, the injuries on her body were not so painful, the flying whips became less terrible, and her head began to fantasize about how to eat these villains, but on the outside, she was still the same as before, her screams were still so miserable, and her body was still trembling.

sniffing lightly, she knew that Brother Xiaohu was definitely here, but no matter how she distinguished, she couldn't find Zhang Xiaohu's taste in this mixed breath.

Zhang Xiaohu swayed, constantly circling around the periphery, and those great monks who were hiding outside died quietly one after another.

The monks here don't weigh on the body, only on foreign objects, if the golden talisman is summoned, no matter how strong Zhang Xiaohu is, it will be difficult to take down the other party for a while, let alone kill quietly.

Luckily, no one knew that he was able to change his physical appearance, and no one knew that he was able to restrain his aura to such an extent, like a mortal, no one noticed his actions, let alone notice, that wherever he passed, those Golden Fu Great Monks remained unmoved.

One, two...... Five, six.

Zhang Xiaohu was like a god of death, wielding a sickle all the way to harvest his soul, and quietly, the cutting-edge power of the Wang family hidden near the square was swept away, except for the slightly inferior more than ten god-level monks hiding in the crowd of people in the square, looking around, there was no help.

The ancestor of the Wang family proudly swayed gently on the leisure chair, his fingers lightly tapped the beat on the armrest, humming a song in an unknown tune in his mouth, the fan next to him brought a slight breeze, and the wine was slowly tasted, and it was very comfortable.

Suddenly, he frowned.

It's been a long time, supposedly, why should the two of them have arrived, why haven't they made a sound?

The more the ancestor thought about it, the more wrong it became, he slowly sat up, waved his hand to drive the maid away, and unfolded his senses, quickly probing the surroundings.

The outside was as calm as usual, the leather whip was waving from time to time, bringing up a large piece of flesh and blood, and the monster rabbit was still screaming, but the ancestor became more and more uneasy in his heart.

No one, how can there be no one?

The divine consciousness swept across the square again and again, constantly checking the cheering crowd, and the ancestor had a feeling in his heart, the walk had definitely come, but, why couldn't there be a figure in the square?

The ancestor leaned down dejectedly and lay down on the free chair again.

Perhaps, the man had not yet arrived, or perhaps something had delayed the time, and he tried to deceive himself by thinking of reasons that he did not believe.

"A few idiots"

The ancestor took his anger out on the Golden Fu Great Monk who was hiding on the side, and his divine sense swept out, ready to find out the people, and then scolded them to relieve his anger.

His face suddenly turned a little whiter, and a great monk leaned against the tree, looking bored and lively, but in his divine sense, this person had long lost the breath of life.

The ancestor stood up suddenly, his divine sense was no longer hidden, and he swept from the restaurant in all directions with a roar.

In an instant, the face turned white and white, and the ancestor only felt that his throat was sweet, and with a wow, a mouthful of blood spurted out.

Several of his sons and nephews, all returned to the west at this time, which was originally a proper trap, but it became someone else's hunting ground, and the death of these few directly knocked out most of the strength of the Wang family.

"Ah......h

The ancestor raised his head and opened his hands, the hidden breath was released, and a violent hurricane roared down, and the restaurant was razed to the ground in an instant, and countless bricks and rubbles flew out in all directions.

The square was in chaos, and the flying rocks beat the crowd below to the point of bleeding, crying dad and calling mother, where can I still care about the excitement, I have become lively in the eyes of others, there is blood everywhere, this time, at least half of the audience has been killed.

Old Ancestor hovered in the air, his eyes were red, his fists were clenched, and above his head, a jade talisman flew up, and the light quickly dispersed.

"Dead"

With an angry shout, the ripples behind the ancestor moved slightly, and a black knife poked out from inside, Zhang Xiaohu held the knife with both hands, and the strength that had already been poured into it exploded, snorting, countless electric lights gushed out on the knife body, and there seemed to be an extra sun in the sky, and the ancestor was wrapped in it in an instant.