The twelve people received the order, and instantly turned into twelve shadows and rushed into the crowd, where they passed, the corpses were in disarray, there were no living people, they had no feelings, they only carried out orders, and they would not show mercy to anyone.

In an instant, the entire Ling family's mansion was already filled with misty fog, and the twelve people were like death, the speed was far beyond Xiao Chen's imagination, every courtyard, every room, where they passed, no one could live.

The fishy wind was blowing, Xiao Chen stood quietly in the wind, his clothes were hunting, he closed his eyes and didn't look: "Master, the disciple Yichen committed a heinous murder today, and he should ask for the ......crime again in the future."

At this moment, the dark incense floating moon dusk has entered the inner courtyard, and the outer courtyard is empty, only corpses everywhere, suddenly, Xiao Chen felt the breath of a living person, and when he opened his eyes, it was a middle-aged man holding a child and trying to slip out of him.

When the man saw Xiao Chen's cold and ruthless eyes, he was immediately frightened, and he said indistinctly: "Please, don't kill me, please, I'm not from the Ling family......" The child was finally frightened and cried: "Daddy......"

The man hurriedly covered the child's mouth, Xiao Chen's eyes were cold, he turned his head, closed his eyes again, and the man immediately ran outside as if he had won a gold medal for avoiding death.

The wind in the courtyard is gradually getting stronger, still with a sad voice, on this day, the blood of the bully family in Qingguo is flowing like a river, and the corpses are piling up like a mountain, and at the same time, Xiao Chen's name will once again spread to the five continents, of course, it is notoriety, and the Ten Thousand Immortals League will launch an endless pursuit of him.

After a while, the twelve figures finally returned, and brought two more people out, Qingluan arched his hand and said, "Lord, the task has been completed, and these two people will be handed over to the lord." ”

Xiao Chen opened his eyes and saw that there were twelve of them, and there was not a drop of blood on their clothes, but the two people they brought out were Ling Yuxuan and Ling Yingfeng, who had been abolished by themselves before, but now they seemed to be fine.

Xiao Chen smiled: "Ling Yuxuan, when you chased and killed me, you must not have expected that there would be today." After speaking, he looked at Ling Yingfeng again: "At the beginning of the Mortal Heaven Wind Gate, you forced Huangfu Xin'er to give up the Purple Mansion quota, and then tortured Liu Fenghuang on the Fengyun Platform to the point that Liu Fenghuang was worse than dead, I never thought that there would be today." ”

Ling Yuxuan was already trembling with fright, not daring to speak, Ling Yingfeng's eyes widened angrily: "Xiao Chen! If you are a man, you will kill me with one sword! Lao Tzu will not die, and you will die one day!"

Xiao Chen said lightly: "Cut off his arm." ”

When the words fell, the cold flashed, Ling Yingfeng's left arm flew out, and blood splashed Ling Yuxuan's face, so frightened that his legs couldn't help trembling, and he said in a trembling voice: "Xiao ...... Xiao Chen, in the end, I didn't do anything to you, isn't it enough for you to kill me today......"

And although Ling Yingfeng broke an arm, he didn't frown, and he sneered: "Break Lao Tzu's arm again!"

"As he wished. ”

The cold flashed, and the blood splashed again, and at this moment, an old man's voice came from afar: "Stop!" followed by four sword lights that flew suddenly, turning into four old men with white hair.

Among these four people, except for an old man in an ink robe, the other three Xiao Chen all recognized, one was Ling Ruoxu, the head of the Ling family, who was destroyed by himself in Canglan City that day, but now it seems that he has succeeded in reshaping his body, and the other is Ling Jingshan, Ling Yuxuan and Ling Yingfeng's grandfather, who killed in Xian Yong City that day, and finally cast a blood yin spell to escape.

The last one, Ling Yuanshan, Xiao Chen will not forget his appearance when he dies, these four people seem to be plotting something before, so they are a step too late.

Ling Jingshan looked at the eldest grandson Ling Yingfeng who had his arms removed, his face was instantly filled with hatred, he swore that he would not die today, he would take Xiao Chen's head one day, and said hatefully: "Xiao Chen! You destroyed my Ling family today, and from then on, the grievances were written off and my grandson was released!"

Ling Yuxuan shouted like the last straw, "Grandpa save ......" but before the words fell, the head flew out and fell into Ling Jingshan's hands.

Ling Jingshan looked at Xiao Sun, who was dead in his hand and his mouth was still wide open, his eyes were about to split, and he looked up to the sky and roared: "Xiao Chen, dog, I'll kill you!" The old man in the ink robe next to him immediately stopped him, and now that Xiao Chen has entered the Yuan Infant, he just goes up to die.

The head of the family, Ling Ruoxu, was the most calm, but looking at the corpses everywhere, he couldn't help but have a strong killing intent on his face, and with a big hand stretched out, a blood-colored chaos instantly appeared in mid-air and went towards the top of Xiao Chen's head, Xiao Chen's palm was raised upward, and a chaos was also formed, and the two chaos collided in mid-air, as if to tear the space apart.

At this moment, the two of them are in the early stage of the Yuan Infant, which can be said to be comparable, as for Ling Yuanshan and the others, they are still in the quasi-Yuan Infant realm, and the dark fragrance floating moon dusk is more than enough to deal with them.

Ling Ruoxu's face was bruised, and he was sad and angry: "Xiao Chen, you have committed a heinous crime today, and you are afraid that you will go to heaven and earth, and you will not escape!"

Xiao Chen smiled coldly: "With your Ling family fanning the flames behind your back, will the Ten Thousand Immortals Alliance still let go of a demon?" After speaking, he didn't look at him again, and shot two cold eyes like arrows at Ling Yuanshan: "Do you know why I came here today?"

Ling Yuanshan's face was already pale, he didn't expect Xiao Chen to escape anyway, but now he finally understood something, only to see him suddenly raise his head and laugh: "I see, so it is, hahaha......" The laughter was extremely poignant.

Xiao Chen stretched out his hand and grabbed him through the air with lightning speed, but Ling Ruoxu next to him wanted to stop him but it was too late.

Xiao Chen's eyes were fierce, and he said coldly: "Do you know, how painful you make her, she will never cry, she will never cry!" Speaking of the last palm, it hit Ling Yuanshan's chest, instantly shattering his internal organs.

Ling Ruoxuan wanted to save him with a few steps, but the old man in the ink robe next to him stopped him: "Family Master, you go to the Ten Thousand Immortals Alliance quickly, and we will drag him here!"

Ling Ruoxu listened, gritted his teeth, turned into a sword light and went in the direction of Zhongzhou, Qingluan immediately wanted to lead someone to chase, Xiao Chen stretched out his hand: "No need to chase! He can't escape!" After speaking, he looked at Ling Yuanshan again, and punched him in the abdomen: "Say, how to find Sanqingmen!"

Ling Yuanshan was beaten to pieces, knowing that he would not be able to escape death today, he was no longer afraid of anything, hehe laughed miserably: "You won't know, Xiao Chen, you are also a chess piece, you are more tragic than my Ling family, hahaha......"

"Say!" Xiao Chen drank sharply and punched again, Ling Yuanshan still sneered: "Tragedy, haha, you were born to be a tragedy, from now on there will never be a place for you in Wuzhou, haha, tragedy ......"

"Say it or not!" punch after punch, more than a dozen punches in a row, and the last punch directly pierced Ling Yuanshan's abdomen.

"You're a tragedy...... Tragedy ......" Ling Yuanshan finally breathed, Ling Jingshan and the old man in the ink robe watched their brothers being beaten to death, but they couldn't do anything.

Xiao Chen threw Ling Yuanshan's body down and shot two ice arrow-like glances at the ink-robed old man: "You are Ling Fei's grandfather?"

The old man in the ink robe was shocked all over, as if he had been shocked, and he knew that he would not be able to escape death today, but at least he had to buy a little more time for the head of the family to report to the Ten Thousand Immortals League, at least let Ling Fei receive the news and flee overnight, so that he could avenge the clansmen in the future, and he must not let thousands of people in the Ling family die in vain!

Thinking about this, he pointed to the sky, and suddenly eight golden lights flew out of his sleeves, turning into eight golden flags in mid-air, and each flag was nearly a foot long, hunting in the wind.

"Go!" As the old man in the ink robe shouted, eight golden flags went to Xiao Chen's cover from eight directions at the same time, wanting to trap him, Xiao Chen snorted coldly, raised his hand, and an invisible force rushed out, sneering a few times, and all eight golden flags were shattered.

"I'll leave it to you here, I'll go after Ling Ruoxu's old thief! Remember to bring the old thing's head back to Tianyuan City, I want to give Ling Fei a big gift!" After speaking, Xiao Chen stepped on his feet, and his body instantly turned into a flash of lightning and chased in the direction of Ling Ruoxu's escape.

Qingluan's face changed: "Don't be impulsive, Lord, don't be impulsive! If Yuancheng has laid a net today, don't ...... Lord" Before she finished speaking, Xiao Chen had already disappeared without a trace.

(Well, the book is on the shelves, tomorrow at two o'clock in the afternoon, at least four watches, I hope friends will subscribe and support more, and there will be a monthly pass to smash it over, it is not easy for the Nine Realms to go all the way to today.) ）