Inside the Xufu meeting room.

The slave's eyes were resolute, as if he had changed a person, and the aura in his body exploded, walking towards Lin Pinghe step by step, and the floor tiles were shattered inch by inch, "I heard that you have entered Nanhua for less than a year, and you have cultivated so far, you are a genius, even in the Sword Sect, your talent is definitely rare." ”

Lin Pinghe did not mean to be modest: "Xu De, that's because you are not familiar with me, otherwise it is not rare, but unique." ”

What a trick Nanhua Academy has, it is not surprising to know who it is, and to find out his name.

Xu De walked step by step, and the musculoskeletal muscles of his whole body made a "click" sound.

The originally thin figure continued to become tall and mighty, and the clothes on his body were also propped up, and the face of the obscene house slave was blurred for a while, and the naked eye quickly turned into a resolute and rough face, which looked a little more like Xu Manyong.

Xu De twisted his neck slightly, soothed himself, and said word by word: "It doesn't matter if it's rare, it's unique." I just like to kill a self-righteous genius like you!"

Sixty-five years ago, a talented and dull boy was defeated in the Nanhua primary election, and he was also bullied in the family, so he walked out of Tianfeng City angrily, and since then he has experienced the baptism of the rivers and lakes, tempered in the blood and rain, and finally, by chance, he was included in the Sword Sect.

He has seen more geniuses and killed more geniuses.

He doesn't have any feelings for his family, he hates the ruthless Nanhua, and he hates the so-called genius even more!

......

Lin Pinghe finally knew that he was about to have cerebral palsy with his divine sense, and he didn't find anything abnormal, it turned out that this Xu De actually knew how to make a rare shape-shifting and concealment technique!

Different from the fake style of the charlatan, this kind of form-changing breath in the cultivation world is really to temporarily change the shape of one's body and disrupt one's own aura.

Without self-tempering and without a strong physical body and corresponding muscle control, it is impossible to learn at all! From this point of view, the perseverance of Xu De's character can be seen.

Steward Yao saw that the head of the family had run away, and it was useless to stay here by himself, so it was better to go to the front yard to gather the disciples of the family to assist in encircling and suppressing Lin Pinghe.

Having made up his mind, he pressed against the wall and cautiously moved outward, and finally moved to the door of the hall, where one hand was already stretched out.

Lin Pinghe's eyes swept away, and the spiritual power of his right foot surged, and he kicked the broken porcelain piece on the ground.

The porcelain piece shattered into several pieces again, and a few "whoosh" sounds pierced the air, "poof~" "poof!" penetrated from Steward Yao, who leaned out of the door halfway, leaving several gurgling blood holes.

Hearing only the sound of "poof", the majestic Steward Yao had no power to resist, and blood spurted out all over his body, and he fell to the ground and died.

At the same time as Lin Pinghe killed Steward Yao, where would the experienced Xu De give up this opportunity, the big knife cut horizontally towards his waist, and the sword light was fast and domineering.

"Boy, dare to be distracted when you fight me!"

Lin Pinghe's speed was not slow at all, and he slashed down with a bladeless heavy sword.

"Bell!", two heavy weapons collided, and spiritual power clashed between swords.

The big knife slashed at Lin Pinghe's ankle at an angle, and the heavy sword followed, biting it tightly.

"Bell bell bell ~" A series of collision sounds, the wind was wanton, the scattered tables and chairs were constantly shattered, the red lights were also blown out a lot, and the whole space was a little darker.

The heads of the families who were paralyzed on the ground were so frightened that they desperately crawled to the side, for fear that they would be accidentally hacked to death by the aftermath, which was really wronged!

At this moment, the gap in weapons is reflected.

Although the broadsword was also a magic weapon, it was obvious that the internal magic circle and all the materials were not as good as Wufeng, and from time to time it let out a trembling low sound.

However, as an eighth-level Qi cultivator, Xu De used his profound spiritual power and actual combat skills to continuously reduce this gap.

In a few rounds, the two of them went back and forth, evenly matched.

Xu De was a little surprised in his heart, this kid's strength was really not to be underestimated, and he was a little more cautious in his eyes, and his cultivation of the eighth layer of qi cultivation could not crush him.

Xu Dequ squatted in a horse step, held the knife in both hands, and shouted, the green tendons soared, the skin gradually appeared a pale golden luster, and the knife edge vibrated like a tiger's roar.

Xu De rushed wildly, the whole person seemed to be one with the big knife, the knife movement is the movement of people, destroying the ancient decay, like a hungry tiger pounced on the sheep, and the knife light rose nearly ten inches!

Lin Pinghe's pure spiritual power poured into Wu Feng with all his might, with the hilt of the sword in one hand and the thick sword body in the other, the horizontal sword stopped.

"Bang!"

This man is so powerful!

Lin Pinghe's floor tiles under his feet couldn't withstand such a force, "Click!" shattered one after another, and couldn't help but take two steps back, so as to unload the huge force of the big knife and leap back to open the distance.

Xu De shouted angrily, one move failed, and another move came - the whole person was a knife, spinning wildly, and a powerful attraction enveloped a large number of bricks and stones around his body.

The knife is in front of the head, and the body turns into a straight line, parallel to the ground, "booming", like an arrow off the string, shooting out.

From the outside, it looks like a tiny golden tornado, moving at an incredible speed.

Lin Pinghe's legs were surging with aura, moving around, constantly turning the direction, only to find that this violent tornado was following closely.

After the boy dodged several times in a row, he didn't have the mind to dodge at all, and he was hard and hard, who was afraid of whom?

"Blood Bible, open!"

Lin Pinghe's blood spurted, his blood was boiling, Wu Feng roared, his whole body was filled with more than a foot of blood, and his body suddenly grew, like a blood-colored god of war.

The surrounding buildings could not stand the surging force at all, and they were destroyed and collapsed one after another.

Lin Pinghe's eyes showed a bloodthirsty light, and he slowly raised the bladeless heavy sword, and roared angrily at the flying violent tornado, and slashed down without any fancy, the heavy sword glowing with milky white light was silent, and it seemed to be a heavy thousand catties!

The heavy sword is bombarded with the tornado.

"Bang~", "Bang~", "Bang~", "Bang~".......

The large amount of masonry that came with it slammed into the bladeless and thick sword body, and the sound of a large number of collisions was endless.

The frantic clash between the spinning broadsword and the immovable heavy sword, and the sharp grinding sound that made people's teeth ache, resounded throughout the hall!

In an instant, the aura of the two could no longer keep up with the friction between the swords, and the big sword and the heavy sword were in direct contact, and suddenly, sparks splashed everywhere.

With each contact, the pale golden broadsword would have an extra crack, and the bladeless heavy sword would also produce a gap from time to time.

Finally, the power of the tornado's rotation was gradually stopped by the heavy sword, and the rotation speed went from fast to slow, and slowly stopped.

"Bang Dang~"

At this moment, the broadsword still couldn't hold up, and when the tornado disappeared, the blade also shattered and fell to the ground.

Xu De's whole body was faintly golden, he threw down the hilt of his sword, shouted, and raised his fist, leaving only one belief in his heart: I have been practicing hard for more than sixty years, how can I not kill a teenage so-called genius!?

Xu De's complex resentment and grievances towards his own talent all exploded at this moment!

Lin Pinghe's eyes were bloodthirsty, and his heart unconsciously lacked a little clarity and a little more inexplicable evil, just wanted to vent the grievances that he was forced by the tornado just now, and fight happily!

The young man in the blood did not want to take advantage of the weapon, so he slammed the bladeless heavy sword into the ground, and without fear, he roared and pounced.

Before the person arrived, the strength of the fist was already rushing to the face.

Lin Pinghe relied on his abundant blood, resisted a blow, and picked up his blood-filled fist and walked towards each other.

Blink of an eye, "Dong ~", "Dong ~", "Dong ~", a series of visceral muffled snorts, the two of them do not retreat, do not flash, you come and go, dozens of times, fists to the flesh, flesh and blood!

After a while, Lin Pinghe's gorgeous clothes were already in tatters, his strong muscles were full of fist marks, bruises, and several ribs were broken, and the blood that was beaten out was mixed with the blood and qi around his body, like an evil demon that came out of a bloody bath.

Xu De is even more miserable, even if he cultivates the physical body and the exercises are hard, but he lacks stamina, his whole body is swollen after being beaten, his skin is open, his flesh is open, he is injured everywhere, and his seven orifices are bleeding. Every time I was bombarded, I couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood.

Lin Pinghe's heart was bombarded again, but he didn't care at all, as if he had no pain, and laughed with a mouth full of blood: "Happy!

"Blood Bible" breaks through to the third layer, and its strength lies in the ability to self-produce blood during the battle, constantly recovering the lost blood, and the stamina is extremely strong, and the more you fight, the more courageous you become!

Xu De knew that his blood and qi were exhausted, his body was hit like a rag with a loophole, there was no hope of survival, his eyes were red, he looked like a mad tiger, roared wildly, turned his fist into his palm, grabbed Lin Pinghe and his arms, used his head as a fist, used all his strength, and slammed forward.

"Knock~" "Click"......

Lin Pinghe was hit by the sudden heavy blow, and he didn't know where the bones in his body were broken again.

After an instant, when he came back to his senses, except for his own gasping for air, the silence had returned to the surroundings, and the walls were in ruins......

The heads of the family who climbed into the distance looked at the crazy battlefield here with a frightened expression, huddled together, and did not dare to come out.

Lin Pinghe spat a mouthful of turbid blood on the ground, and firmly and forcefully broke Xu De's hands one by one.

"Bang!"

Xu De's eyes were hideous, and his sturdy body fell to the ground with a bang.

Lin Pinghe withdrew from the state of the Blood Bible, and a feeling of weakness suddenly struck, and without hesitation, he patted the Sumeru ring and swallowed a few pills.

The young man bracked up his body, straightened his waist and walked to the backyard, leaving a sentence: "You are strong." ”

........

The entire Xu Mansion fell into chaos.

The martial artists of the Tianfeng family had already begun to fight with the children on the periphery of the Xu Mansion, and the sound of arson, screams, and shouts spread throughout the entire mansion.

In the backyard, some house slaves and maidservants didn't know what was going on, and they flew around like headless flies.

Xu Yuanfu, the second lady of the Xu family, and Xu Yuanrong, the third lady, are hiding in a spacious bedroom with a middle-aged woman wearing gold and silver.

Outside the bedroom, several loyal maids and house slaves, trembling, stood at the door with trembling eyes, looking around.

A middle-aged woman in a luxurious dress shouted at the maid outside: "Look, is the master back, what's going on outside?"

However, all she received was a few screams.

The middle-aged woman was shocked, what kind of voice did she have the courage to roar outside: "You dead girls, what is the situation, come and tell me!"

There was silence again......

The middle-aged woman is the biological mother of Xu Hao and others, the mother of the Xu family, the Huang family.

The frightened Huang finally couldn't help but want to come out and take a look, and while slowly walking out of the door, he shouted: "You dead girls, I don't know where to run at the critical moment, be careful of your skin!"

Suddenly, a cute head stretched out obliquely at the door of the bedroom, and said with a bright smile: "They are dead girls, naturally dead!"

"Ah~" Huang was startled at first, and was stunned in his heart: What is naturally dead?

However, if you look closely, isn't this the angry bag Xu Chujie raised by that little slut?

Huang touched his throbbing chest and breathed a sigh of relief.

Then, thinking of the scene he had just been frightened, he suddenly put one hand in his waist, pointed at her, and scolded: "You little, scare me!