"Daddy, can I kill him?"

Holding his right hand on the handle of the knife, looking at Zou Kun indifferently, Song Yifei's tone was flat, as if he was saying what to eat later.

“......”

The fluttering words made Song Zhian stunned for a while, but Zou Kun suddenly laughed, as if he had heard a big joke.

"Kill me!hahahahaha!"

After laughing, Zou Kun's voice suddenly became cold and ruthless, and his face became extremely vicious.

"What a big dog!"

As soon as the words came out, the temperature in the entire courtyard suddenly dropped a few points.

Wei Wuji and the others, who were standing around, unconsciously took a few steps back, knowing that today's matter might be difficult to conclude.

Whether it is the meaning of what Song Yifei represents, or what he just said.

Bang!

Like a thunderbolt shattering the earth, Zou Kun held a gun in his right hand, and with a step, the entire land shook violently along with the entire courtyard.

He didn't talk nonsense with Song Yifei, and as soon as he finished saying the previous words, he took the lead.

Airplanes!

The big gun stimulated a cold gun, stride, twist the waist, stab the gun, and the air in front of him was fiercely pressed and crushed by the violent gunshots like a landslide and tsunami, forming a vacuum channel!

On both sides of the edge of this vacuum channel, chaotic air currents compressed and converged, forming an air barrier that almost became a substance, violently detonating, pushing in all directions!

Suddenly, in the entire courtyard, the disciples of the Heavenly Demon Palace, who had just arrived from other places and got a little closer, and had not figured out the situation, were all blown out like scarecrows!

A little farther away, Wei Wuji and the others, who were more powerful, were violently blown and pressed by the fierce energy, and they were tightly pressed against the wall, and they couldn't breathe or move for a while.

Syllable!

In the roar of the huge air waves, almost at the same time as the wind sounded, the spear inspired by Zou Kun had already reached Song Yifei and Song Zhi'an, and they were about to pierce the two of them in the next moment.

"Zou Kun, what are you doing!"

Suddenly, a clanging sword roar resounded throughout the entire radius.

A sword aura with a sharp and shattering momentum was fiercely inserted into the center of the battle, blocking in front of Song Yifei and Song Zhi'an.

Different from Qingyue, which is a clear spring and flowing water, the sound of the sword of the gold and iron clash is full of a strange and unpredictable wonderful charm, giving people an incomprehensible feeling.

Song Yifei, who was about to draw his knife and make a move, saw someone blocking in front, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he stopped moving.

Clang!

The spear was blocked by the comer, and the energy dissipated, revealing a tall and thin figure with a sword in one hand, wearing a black robe and a white smiley mask.

"Ghost Face, you dare to stop me!"

After seeing the comer, Zou Kun frowned and did not continue to attack.

The person who came was called Ghost Face, and the specific name was not known. Ghost Face is one of the Four Heavenly Kings of the Heavenly Demon Palace like him, and his strength is not much different from him.

What gave him a headache was that the ghost face belonged to Gu Canglan's family, and since the ghost face appeared, it was almost impossible for him to quickly take down Song Yifei.

"Shoot at the same door, Zou Kun, you really don't pay attention to the door rules at all!"

Ghost Face said in a cold tone.

At this time, Song Zhi'an reacted, and when he saw that it was a ghost, his face immediately showed joy.

"Uncle Ghost Face!"

Compared with Zou Kun, Song Zhi'an's name for the ghost face is much closer.

"Hmm!"

Ghostface nodded, not saying anything more.

"Ghost face, he is the only one in the world who knows where Xiaoyaozi is! I arrested him for the sake of the sect! As long as he tells him the location of Xiaoyaozi, I will naturally not do anything to him!" Zou Kun defended.

After listening to it for a long time, Song Yifei probably understood what was going on.

Someone judged that he knew Xiaoyaozi through his first few shots, and Xiaoyaozi had the key to the imperial tomb.

When he couldn't find Xiaoyaozi, he targeted him.

At this time, the horror in Wuwei City is not only Zou Kun and Ghost Face, but also in the case that everyone wants to find Xiaoyaozi and get the key, Wuwei City is tantamount to Song Yifei's Longtan Tiger's Den.

Of course, this is the opinion of Song Zhian and Wei Wuji.

Song Yifei doesn't think so.

Looking at the ghost face and Zou Kun in front of him, Song Yifei's face showed a look of interest.

Looks like it's going to be a lively day!

"If you want to ask, it's also the palace master who asks, and it's not your turn to make a move at will!"

For Zou Kun's words, Ghost Face didn't buy it at all.

"Damn!"

scolded secretly in his heart, Zou Kun could only wait for Fu Hongyang to come over and solve it. As soon as he got the news, he had already sent someone to inform Fu Hongyang, the deputy palace master of the Heavenly Demon Palace.

This time, when Daqian came to compete for the emperor's mausoleum, the Heavenly Demon Palace dispatched a total of four grandmasters, in addition to the two of the four heavenly kings, Zou Kun and Ghost Face, who were also the grandmasters, and the deputy palace master of the grandmaster Dacheng, Fu Hongyang.

It's just that before Fu Hongyang arrived, an unexpected person arrived first.

"Where is that Song Yifei? Let him come out for me to die!"

A sound that shook the whole city, like rolling thunder, came from outside the courtyard. Then came the sound of the air tearing like a tsunami from another large mansion not far away.

"Oops!"

"How did he know?!"

Hearing the voice, the owner's ghost face and Zou Kun couldn't help but feel their hearts skip a beat, and they felt that things had entered an uncontrollable state.

Bang!

The originally bright sky suddenly darkened, and then turned into a red light, covering the entire courtyard with a red coat.

The whole world became bloody, with the sun as the center, the sky turned into a huge spiral, and the wind was full of the smell of blood and ghostly calls.

The endless sea of blood, like mountains and seas, made a loud sound like a landslide and tsunami, and roared and poured down with the blood sun in the sky in the mind!

Thundered...... Thundered......

In the minds of all people, an immeasurable sea of blood poured down from the heavenly blood sun, and in an instant, the world was left with nothing but despair!

In the rolling and turbulent sea of blood, there were no waves, but instead there were countless white bone arms that were densely packed and desperately grabbed outward, waving wildly!

An aura of madness, fear, and despair filled the whole world, just like the desperate and futile struggle of thousands of people who were lost in the sea of blood, before they were about to drown, trying to drag every person in the world they caught into it, and they would be forever lost in the sea of blood, and they would never recover!

All this is like a living hell being summoned to the world, and the thoughts of all those present will be completely annihilated in the vast sea of blood.

Whoa...... Whoa......

In the sea of blood, dense white bone arms are waving everywhere, as if there are countless seeds waiting to break through the ground, the sea of blood spreads little by little, overflowing the soles and knees of everyone, and the white bone arms are like the sharpest divine weapons, easily scratching their skin, tearing off their flesh and blood, and pulling out their viscera!

What filled every space was the extremely thick bloody aura, and what was dense and grounded was the dense white bone arm, and within a moment, everyone present had turned into a bloody skeleton, and there was no longer the slightest flesh and blood.

"Ahh

"Don't!

"Save ...... Save...... Fate!"

In reality, ordinary Heavenly Demon Palace disciples, one by one, their bodies trembled violently, and their mouths let out beast-like, crazy roars, and their faces were also distorted.

At the door of the courtyard, a middle-aged man with a majestic aura and an aura like the abyss and the sea, his eyes were indifferent, he was holding a bloody knife, and his robe was hunted by the strong wind.

In his eyes, a boundless sea of blood was surging, and in his blood-red pupils, Song Yifei was calmly standing in the courtyard.

I don't know when, Wei Wuji, who was pulled to his side, gasped for breath, and the moment he saw the middle-aged man in blood, his face showed a look of horror.

Song Zhi'an, who was standing beside Song Yifei, was frightened with the only bit of blood on his face, and despair filled his heart.

"Blood Killing Hall Master!Blood God!Red Lin Feng!"