Zhao Tong thought in his heart that anyway, tragedies of extermination in this world often happen, and Zengjiabao will be destroyed when it is destroyed.

Could it be that the Tiankun faction still wants to settle accounts with them? You know, the ** sect is not without backers, and the Black Sun Sect is their backer.

Everyone belongs to different camps, and it is very reasonable to kill and kill.

"Early in the morning, what's the ghost calling at the door of my house?" Just as the disciples around Zhao Tong roared and rose into the sky together, a huge gray palm print suddenly appeared in mid-air.

The palm print is about dozens of zhang wide, with the power of Huanghuang Tianwei, and it slammed down towards the doorman of the ** gate. As soon as those ** disciples jumped up, they were crushed by the incomparable coercion of the palm print.

After falling to the ground, he watched in horror as the huge palm print fell towards them. The terrifying coercion overwhelmed them, and they trembled all over, unable to straighten their waists, and cold sweat broke out on their foreheads.

Everyone's mouth was wide open, and their hearts were already frightened by this palm print. At this moment, not only those disciples of the ** sect were frightened, but even those masters of the congenital stage, and even Zhao Tong, the master of the ** sect, were all pale with fright, and sweat broke out on their foreheads.

"Who is up there, why can it be so coercive?" Zhao Tong was frightened. At this time, he was also included in the palm print, and under the powerful coercion, he was firmly locked.

And the speed of the palm print is too fast, he has no way to dodge. He hurriedly patted the storage bag, took out a few high-grade defensive talismans, and sacrificed them to the top of his head, forming several shields on top of his head.

This has reduced his pressure a lot, and his breathing has become smoother. As for the elders and disciples around them, they can only ask for more blessings for themselves!

Just kidding, the strength of the existence on his head is many times higher than him! He can't afford to sacrifice all his disciples to save his life at this moment.

In the blink of an eye, the palm print has arrived. To Zhao Tong's shock, under the powerful power of the palm print, several defensive shields on his head actually let out a wail like paper paste, and the sound was shattered.

"No!" Zhao Tong let out a desperate scream, and along with the other disciples, he drowned under the palm print.

When the palm print landed, even the entire ground trembled violently, and it lasted for several seconds before recovering.

"What's going on?" Kang Bingfu stood on the gatehouse, stunned as the palm print fell from the sky.

The mouth was wide open enough to fit a goose egg, and he was so frightened that he forgot to run away. Suddenly, a slap came, slapping Kang Bingrong on the gatehouse into a miserable scream and flying out.

When it falls to the ground, it remains motionless, like a dead pig.

"Don't you know that it's rude to stand on the gatehouse of someone else's house?" Zeng Xiaoyu's figure appeared on the gatehouse, facing Kang Bingrong, who had fallen to the ground and became a corpse, and taught him step by step.

After a long time, the smoke and dust dissipated, and a shocking huge palm print appeared outside Zengjiabao. This big mudra is dozens of zhang wide and one zhang deep, and the mud in the handprint is mixed with flesh and blood, and the fishy smell and pungent smell rise to the sky.

"Hiss!" Zeng Xiaoyu wiped out the ** sect master and hundreds of disciples with one move, and the Zeng family members who were inside Zengjia Fort couldn't see it clearly, but the warriors who were ambushed outside Zengjia Fort could see it very clearly.

Under the palm of his hand, all of them were wiped out, and even the master of the foundation building period of the ** gate was no exception, and he did not escape the doom of being destroyed.

The strength was so strong that all the martial artists around him gasped in fright.

"Zeng Xiaoyu, this kid, is getting more and more demonic! It's only been a long time, and his strength is so terrifying! With him here, Zeng Jiabao is absolutely safe! Let's go back!" Lin Luo was shocked for a long time, and after he came to his senses, he could only shake his head and smile bitterly, and quietly left with the family's martial artist.

At this time, he was in a very happy mood, after all, the Lin family and the Zeng family were married, and the stronger Zeng Xiaoyu, the safer the Lin family would be.

It was Lin Luo, who had no worries, who took a brisk step and left the woods with the family's warriors.

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"It's Zeng Xiaoyu again, this demon! Why did God want to give a demon child to the Zeng family? And my Zhang family didn't have a genius child?" Seeing this, the two ancestors of the Zhang family turned their excited expressions into dead ashes, and their faces were full of disappointment!

"Let's go, with Zeng Xiaoyu here, there is no hope for my Zhang family!" The two ancestors of the Zhang family left the woods with the elites of the Zhang family in despair.

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"Alas, it seems that the defeat of my Luo family is doomed! The Zeng family has produced a Zeng Xiaoyu, and no one can shake the status of Zeng Jiabao! Let's go, when it is time to sow seeds, the few acres of land in the family should be plowed, and some seeds should be bought and planted later, so that the children of the family will not starve!" Seeing Zeng Xiaoyu's methods today, the three brothers of the Luo family have long lost their determination to lead the Luo family to compete for power again, and instead decided to go home to farm.

Some of the people who left were shocked, and some were sad. Zeng Xiaoyu's palm had already planted an indelible deep impression in their hearts.

At the same time, it also creates an impression of invincibility in their hearts. After all, even the strongest man who is the ** gate master in the foundation building period can be eliminated in one move, an ordinary martial artist, who still has the courage to fight against him?

Zeng Xiaoyu is destined to become a myth in the entire Huangqi County...... Zeng Xiaoyu turned his back to Zengjiabao, looking at the deep pit at the gate of Zengjiabao, and frowned slightly.

"There are too many killings! In the future, it is better to convince people with virtue!" Zeng Xiaoyu shook his head secretly. With the increase in killing, the evil qi on his body accumulated more and more, and fused with the white tiger evil qi of the White Tiger Bone Forging Skill, forming an even more ferocious aura.

When this aura is against the enemy, it can weaken the opponent's combat power. However, if the evil qi is too strong, it is easy to affect one's mind and make one's heart demonic.

Fortunately, he had received a monk relic earlier. With the relics, you can suppress these evil qi and not cause trouble to yourself.

Zeng Xiaoyu was a little worried that with the increase in killings, it would lead to a result that the evil qi could not suppress. However, Zeng Xiaoyu did not regret extinguishing the ** door.

In Zeng Xiaoyu's heart, everyone who wants to be unfavorable to Zeng Jiabao deserves to die. Zeng Xiaoyu found one, destroyed one, and resolutely did not leave any hidden dangers to Zeng Jiabao.

With a gesture of reaching out, several storage bags in the big pit at the door flew out of it and fell into Zeng Xiaoyu's hands.

Zeng Xiaoyu turned around and looked at the relatives in Zengjiabao.

"Xiaoyu! It's Xiaoyu who is back! He saved my Zeng family again!"

"He is the patron saint of my Zeng family!"

"Xiao Yu is too strong!What level has he reached now? Even the master of the ** door can be easily killed!" At this moment, all the Zeng family members were excited.

looked at Zeng Xiaoyu standing on the gatehouse in the sky, as if he was looking at a god. After all, a person who can destroy even the strong people in the foundation building period can be destroyed at will, in the hearts of ordinary martial artists in Huangqi County, he is not a god, what is it?

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