Chapter 67: Dead Hand

"Family, we, we..."

In one place, Yun is Cang tugged at the sleeve of his own family master and said in a low voice, "No, let's withdraw!" This battle is of no use to us! ”

He was afraid in his eyes, Yun was Cang originally thought that gathering the remnants of the swept away family in the two states of Jing and Yu could help this great martial army to sweep away the western army of this town and regain everything that was originally owned by the family.

But、But what's going on with this unfolding?

This doesn't make sense...

In this case, this group of miscellaneous troops with no more than a dozen great grandmasters, if they end up, they won't be any better, right?

I can't say it, this good story of sending people's heads for thousands of miles will be detained on their heads~

You must know that just under their gaze, among the dead generals in the field, there are no less than ten great masters in the world!

But they were chopped to death by the same sword as the soldiers, just like the soldiers!

In this case, even if they are all desperate, it will only be a matter of a dozen knives~

In just a few breaths, it will be all gone...

"Guys, what do you think?"

The Yun family ignored the words of his subordinates, and playfully glanced at a few family masters who had already retreated.

"What to do? Of course, it's time to go back to their own homes!

It was not easy for us to keep such a trace or two of the remnants of the heritage in the hands of the Zhenxi Army, we can't all throw them here, right? ”

The head of the Xing family arched his hand, "When I came, I had a glimmer of hope in my heart that I could return to the ancestral land, but now it seems that it is an unchangeable fact that the ancestral family business was defeated by me!" ”

With that, he wanted to take them away.

is still the same sentence, they are here to fight the autumn wind, not to find death!

If even this old book is lost, then there is really no possibility for these families to make a comeback!

"I agree with the words of the star family master, although we are miserable now, we can still find another place to start a new family, and there is still the possibility of coming back to take revenge and pick up the ancestral business.

But if you and I are all destroyed here, the family will be ruined! ”

The head of the Mu family also nodded and looked at the various family heads, "Do you and I really want to cut off our family inheritance here for the sake of hatred in our hearts?"

On the day of arrival, I entered the Nine Shadows and met my ancestors, how should you and I explain to them? And to face into the ancestral home? ”

He said that this retreat was not due to fear, but for the sake of the family's long-term inheritance.

This is called strategy, mentality, not cowardice and escape!

This is not a shame~

"Yes, yes, yes..."

"The head of the Mu family is right!

Which of us here is not on a mission? Aren't we living alone here just to rebuild our family?

If you die here, where will your ancestors be inherited? ”

"That's right, that's right!

The head of the family plans to go to the East China Sea from now on, and choose an island to work hard for another ten or twenty years.

When the time comes, you and my clan will give birth to a few more great grandmasters, supreme great grandmasters, and even land immortals, and then you can come back to seek revenge..."

"Brother Wendao, good idea..."

"What Brother Wu Luo said is very true..."

Hearing this, all the family masters and great grandmasters present spoke one after another, with smiles on their faces.

When they saw the inhuman strength of the young man, they had the idea of retreating.

Anyway, Bai Shi is at most just building another dynasty and ruling the mainland, can they lose again if they go overseas?

Just now, I was self-sustaining because of the only trace of discipline and dignity in my heart, but now that I have a step, how can I not go down?

If you don't go down, you're going to die directly~

So, in just a few breaths, this group of family masters, disciples, and clan worshippers who were at least above the innate level all fled far away, hidden in the distant mountains...

"Humph! A group of rabble, there is really no arrogance at all! ”

After seeing the crowd dissipate, the young master of the Luo family, Luo Yuyang, the lord of Yuzhou, flashed with disdain in his eyes, and snorted coldly, "Father, we might as well leave these families directly to subdue, so that even if it doesn't have any effect on the monster below, it can be beneficial for us to go overseas to dominate, right?"

Although the group of guys just now said a little shamelessly, they all said something wrong.

It's not too late for the group to take revenge for ten years, as long as we raise one or two more..."

The more Luo Yuyang spoke, the more excited he became, as if he had seen their Luo family return to the peak.

Although his Luo family has also lost most of his property and all the land, his Luo family inheritance has not been lost, and if he takes these people again, then...

"Enough!"

The head of the Luo family, Rakshasa, flashed a trace of intent in the middle of the day, but looking at the murderer below who had exceeded his cognition, he still stopped his own kid and said solemnly, "Go to the East China Sea immediately now, this person will not die, and my Luo family will never return to the mainland!" ”

"Why?"

More than a dozen Luo family backgrounds were silent when they heard this, and acquiesced to Rakshasa's decision.

But Luo Yuyang didn't listen, his eyes flashed with anger, and he was very unwilling, "Even if this white world dominates the sky, my Luo family doesn't necessarily have to suffer from this..."

Syllable~

Luo Yuyang's head was buzzing, and he wiped the corners of his mouth in disbelief, looking at the blood on his hand, he looked at his father in disbelief.

"Father..."

"Third Elder, take Luo Yuyang with you, leave the mainland immediately, and go to the East China Sea."

Rakshasa ignored the face of the rebel and shook his hand away.

He didn't want any accidents.

If the person below notices this, then the thousand-year-old inheritance of the Ta Luo family will fall into his hands!

This is unacceptable to any person from a family. Even if it is death, it cannot be caused by this...

"Bang Bang Bang..."

In the sky, every blow in Long Chixing's hand was in the shape of a dragon, and the dragon roared in the sky, killing Zongzheng.

Every blow, every dragon, has the power to open the mountains and split the sea.

It can be said that Long Chixing is confident, if there is no group of old immortals standing on the dragon vein in the Great Martial Arts, he is confident that he will break the fortune of the Great Martial Arts and strengthen the prosperous world.

Unfortunately, there are not so many ifs in this world.

Even this righteousness can stop him.

The name of Zongzheng Tianzhu is not a shake legend...

"I have a sword, but it is Tianyu!"

As soon as Zongzheng's long sword stood up, Haoran righteousness rose into the air, turned into the sea of the world, and pressed down towards the shadow of a thousand dragons.

Roar~

Rumble~

The sea of people rises and the dragon enters the sea; The dragon travels to the sea of people, and rushes with strength.

The power of the two is incomparable.

In this battle, the two fists and swords were connected, and the sound resounded in the sky.

It can be said that if there were no ten days and half a month, these two would not be able to distinguish between victory and defeat.

Not to mention what to do in the battle below, it is not easy to take care of yourself.

呲~

"Cool~"

Shaking off the remaining blood on the long knife, Bai Shi's eyes swept to the crowd not far away, "Although, it's time to end~"

Thinking about it, in the eyes of countless people, a hundred zhang bronze bell shadow floated from Bai Shi's body.

"Goodbye!

Remember, if you have a next life, remember to stay away from villains like me~"

Bai Shi smiled kindly and spoke to the army that had become more chaotic in front of him.

after

Syllable~

"Emperor Bell, mourning~"

Knock knock...

With a snap of his fingers in his hand, the sound waves visible to the naked eye turned into devouring demons, devouring the desperate soldiers.

"No..."