If Wu Haotian knew that Su Luo was the grandson of Su Changxing, the head of the Su family, no matter how arrogant he was, he would not dare to give such an order.

The consequences of killing the grandson of the patriarch of the Su family, the Wu tribe also can't afford it. The patriarch's grandson was killed, what kind of anger would the Su family have, once the Wu tribe was found, then what awaited the Wu tribe would be a catastrophe.

At this time, Wu Haotian, who was riding on the horse, did not connect the young man in front of him with the grandson of the patriarch of the Su family at all, and even he felt that the young man in front of him in a cyan robe might really be a child of the Su family, but he would definitely not have a high status. How many children of the Su family are there? In Donghe Town, there are thousands of them, and if one or two people die, what is it?

Wu Haotian didn't think that the young man in front of him would have a very important status in the Su family, because, what heavyweights could the people of Yuan Village know? If they could know a member of the Su family, even if it was very good, if Yuan Village really had a deep relationship with the Su family, would they still need to live in such a small ravine?

The Su family can take care of it casually, and this small village can quickly soar.

Even the young master of his Wu tribe is difficult to tie up with the direct descendants of the Su family, let alone a Yuan village?

"Kill!"

A cultivator or martial artist of the Wu clan, after receiving the order of the young master, shouted wildly, dismounted at the same time, and rushed towards Yuan Village.

"Young Master Su, come back quickly!"

"Young Master Su, go to our rear and let us fight these bastards to the death!"

"Hurry, hurry, Young Master Su, hurry up. ”

The people of Yuan Village saw that Su Luo was still standing in front, and they were all extremely anxious. Yuan Bing and Yuan Shanshan were even more anxious to rush out of the crowd.

"Don't measure yourself, today, you all have to die!" Wu Haotian, with a hideous look, he also dismounted, but he didn't rush to kill, he is a young master, his status is noble, he just needs to look at it, and he doesn't need to do it himself.

The middle-aged cultivator beside him also chuckled and looked at the scene in front of him, this person was in the Wu tribe, his status was quite high, and even Wu Haotian's father relied on him very much. Because, this person is a peak cultivator of the day after tomorrow, and his main task is to protect the safety of the young master Wu Haotian. After all, Wu Haotian is only in the mid-acquired realm, and it is very dangerous to not have a powerful person around him to protect him, and there are many enemies of Wu Haotian.

"Young Master Su, come back!" Even the old patriarch blew his beard to urge Su Luo.

The people of Yuan Village, relying on the temporary thorn fence and the long-range shooting of crossbow arrows, can still resist the Wu tribe army. But Su Luo was in front, facing the army of the Wu tribe head-on, and after that moment, I am afraid that even the corpse would not be complete.

After being urged by the people of Yuan Village, Su Luo moved.

However, he did not retreat, but walked towards the army of the Wu tribe.

He didn't seem to be walking fast, but in a few flashes, he was dozens of meters away, and he was about to collide directly with the Wu tribe army that was rushing to the front.

Seeing this scene, the people of Yuan Village couldn't bear it anymore.

"Rush!"

"Fight to the death!"

Old Patriarch, the order has been given! He, he can't look at Young Master Su alone, facing the army of the Wu tribe like this.

"Kill!" the people of Yuan Village rushed out from behind the fence with red eyes.

Perhaps, they do not have great strength, but they have a fearless heart, and in the face of a powerful enemy, they will not be afraid and will not retreat.

"A swarm of ants!"

Looking at the actions of the people of Yuan Village, Wu Haotian smiled contemptuously. As for Su Luo who came over, he felt that this person was really in the water in his brain and was impatient.

The middle-aged cultivator beside Wu Haotian also chuckled a few times, his eyes condensed slightly, and he immediately shook his head, in his opinion, if the people of Yuan Village chose to take the initiative at this time, they would die faster.

Phew!

Suddenly, the sky was covered with a golden glow, a rich golden hue that seemed to compete with the sun. Everyone's sight was filled with golden brilliance.

I saw Su Luo wave slightly, and in front of him, the magic weapon drilled the cloud shuttle, 'buzzing' and vibrating. The golden brilliance in the sky quickly condensed into a huge golden palm print. This palm print, like a small mountain, lies in front of the people of the Wu tribe.

When the people of the Wu tribe and the people of Yuan Village saw this scene, their movements involuntarily slowed down, their eyes widened, and their faces were full of incredulity.

"You shall not live if you have done your own iniquity!"

Su Luo said lightly.

The huge golden palm print, roaring down in an instant, carrying an astonishing power, incomparably powerful, slapped heavily in the crowd of the Wu tribe. With a palm, the miserable howls are continuous, and no one can match them. None of the people who were covered by the golden giant palm could escape.

With just one palm, the army of the Wu tribe died at least a third.

Terrible! terrible! incomparable.

Wu Haotian, dumbfounded, like a statue, looked in disbelief at the golden giant palm that was dissipating after the attack, and the crowd of the Wu tribe that fell to the ground with blurred flesh and blood.

"What kind of means is this? What kind of means is this?" Wu Haotian had never seen such a terrifying exercise, even his father, the patriarch of the Wu clan, could not do it.

Chills, fears!

The middle-aged cultivator was also so shocked that he couldn't even turn his mind, he was an acquired peak cultivator, but this palm directly completely crushed all his self-confidence.

"Heavenly ...... Oh my God!"

The people of Yuan Village opened their mouths wide and looked at the young figure.

This is Young Master Su, who is approachable and doesn't have any shelves?

Young Master Su, with a single palm, he killed dozens of powerhouses of the Wu tribe, peerless.

The old patriarch, his body trembled even more, he was excited, and tears appeared in his eyes. Yuan Cun escaped death, and he couldn't continue to be indifferent.

Yuan Bing and Yuan Shanshan stood together, and they felt as if they were in a dream. A few days ago, although the two of them saw Su Luo kill six guards of the Wu tribe with their own eyes, at that time, Su Luo did not use this shocking golden giant palm.

At that time, Su Luo just gathered his internal strength and broke the necks of six people. Compared to the shock brought by this golden giant palm, that time can really be said to be insignificant.

"Let's go!" The middle-aged cultivator woke up in shock, he grabbed Wu Haotian and turned over to get on the horse.

It's terrible, this young man, it's terrible, he is definitely not a dispensable ordinary member of the Su family, he must be a child of the Su family. Such a character must not be offended, and it is too late to stammer. Damn it, before, they wanted to kill such a terrible, tough character.

"Let's go?" Su Luo sneered.

He continued to walk forward, and those Wu tribesmen who were still alive were frightened, and they fled in all directions crying for their fathers and mothers. Su Luo didn't pay attention to it, but chased after Wu Haotian.

Two horses, a quick escape.

Su Luo pursed the corners of his mouth, his eyes narrowed, and the internal force urged again. For this Wu Haotian, he can't let it go, such a scumbag, he must completely kill it and eliminate a scourge for Donghe Town.

"Die!"

The golden palm print appeared, and it passed through a hundred meters of space in an instant.

"No!" The middle-aged cultivator was frightened and urged all the internal forces of the Qi Sea to perform the exercises, wanting to resist the pressure of the golden giant palm. But his strength really can't be compared to Su Luo. The middle-aged cultivator's technique was completely defeated by the golden giant palm almost instantly.

"Please, don't kill us!" Wu Haotian cried loudly, reluctantly pleading, he could feel the breath of death from the golden palm print on the top of his head. He didn't want to die, he was still young and he hadn't enjoyed enough.

The golden giant palm did not stop because of their plea for mercy, Wu Haotian and the middle-aged cultivator were completely slapped to death before they could say the second sentence, but the two horses under them were intact.

Su Luo nodded with satisfaction at this effect, he had worked hard to hone the exercises in the past few months, so that Su Luo's mastery of the Broken Empty Palm had reached the pinnacle of perfection.

Those Wu clan cultivators or martial artists who were still alive, Su Luo did not continue to chase and kill. He went to the corpses of Wu Haotian and the middle-aged cultivator, and received the space bags of the two of them in his hands.

"Take your young lord back. Surone urged and shouted.

The last few members of the Wu tribe who were running turned around in horror, looked at Su Luo in horror, and then walked back slowly, trembling all over, and carried the bodies of the two away.

The young master of the Wu tribe was killed like this!

The people of Yuan Village all gathered around, their faces were excited, and they thanked Su Luo for their kindness. Then, they made way for the old patriarch, who was walking a little faster, gasping for breath and shaking his arms.

"Young Master Su, if it weren't for you today, our Yuan Village, no one left behind would be able to live, and it would really become history. Young Master Su's great kindness, I'm from Yuan Village, and I'll always remember it!" said the old patriarch in a trembling voice.

After he finished speaking, he slowly knelt down. The rest of the people in Yuan Village also knelt down and thanked them.

Su Luo frowned, and hurriedly said, "No!"

He continued to step until he reached the outside of the crowd.

"Old Patriarch, hurry up. Su Luo said with a wry smile.

The old patriarch was unmoved, still kneeling, and Su Luo had no choice but to go to his side and personally help the old patriarch up. The other people from Yuan Village also followed.

"Wu Haotian is notorious, he deserves to die, so I just did what I had to do, it's nothing. Su Luo said to the old patriarch.

"Young Master Su, from now on, you will be the benefactor of our entire Yuan Village. From now on, even if you want us Yuan Village people to die, Yuan Village people will not frown. The old patriarch said solemnly, as if it was an oath.

"Yes, go to the soup and go to the fire, and you will not give up!" the people of Yuan Village shouted in unison.

Su Luo shook his head, deeply helpless, and could only smile bitterly.

"Young Master Su, you must also have a very high status in the Su family, right?" The old patriarch looked at Su Luo, an excellent disciple like Su Luo, in the Su family, there would definitely not be many.

"My grandfather is Su Changxing, the patriarch of the Su family. Su Luo smiled.

"No wonder! No wonder!" the old patriarch nodded again and again, his face turned red, "Young Master Su, let's go back to the village to talk." ”

"Yuan Bing, you take people and bury those corpses!" the old patriarch waved his hand to Yuan Bing on the side.

"Yes!" Yuan Bing left with more than a dozen Yuan Village prime-aged men.

"Old patriarch, now is not the time to speak, the people of the Wu tribe will not give up if they know that Wu Haotian is dead. Suro said.

The old patriarch groaned, he knew that what Su Luo said was the truth.

"So, I'm going to go and get this thing done once and for all. Suro then said again.

"What, Young Master Su, are you going to the Wu tribe?"

"No, you definitely can't go, it's Longtan Tiger's Den, you can't go. ”

"Yes, Wu Qiang, the patriarch of the Wu tribe, is not kinder than his son Wu Haotian. Young Master Su, you can't go. The people of Yuan Village shouted one after another, anxiously stopping Su Luo.

"Don't worry, the Wu tribe, dare to kill the grandson of the Su family patriarch? No matter how angry the patriarch of the Wu tribe is, he can measure it clearly in his heart. Su Luo smiled and comforted everyone, "Okay, I'll go to the Wu tribe, maybe in the evening, I can come back." ”

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