What's strange is that there was such a big commotion in the front yard of Su's house, but it seemed as if nothing was heard in the back yard, allowing the strange carriage to wander around the house as if it were leisurely.

A moment later, the carriage paused at the door of the study and rushed straight towards the door. The carriage had just passed the steps of the study when suddenly the door opened and two rays of cold light mixed with the biting wind hit the carriage.

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There was a loud "clang" sound, and two bowl-sized maces hit the shaft of the carriage. Under the huge impact, the carriage suddenly flipped backwards, spun twice in the air, and landed firmly in the courtyard.

Two burly men with ferocious faces, each holding a mace, rushed out of the study. They raised the stick side by side and smashed it down on the ceiling with the force of a mountain. Two black rays of cold light drew a half-moon-shaped cold light in the air.

Three feet away from the carport, ten strange weapons that looked like knives but not knives, and looked like hooks but not hooks suddenly flew out of the carport.

The two hook blades met the iron rods quickly. When the weapons met, the two maces were raised high as if they had been hit by a giant hammer. The force of the shock almost made the weapons fall away, and the shock caused blood to flow from the jaws of the two men.

, the person also leaned back slightly.

Before the two masters could make another move, the cold light flying in the air had already struck their vital points. Eight blades slicing through the flesh of Li Xiao were recalled in the air in no particular order, and the limbs of the two masters flew away from their bodies.

The hot blood threw four bright red arcs in the air and scattered on the snow.

The carriage stepped back a few feet, avoiding the blood stains and leaving space for the two of them to land. Seeing two bloody men without limbs falling suddenly, the carriage suddenly sprinted, and the several-foot-long shaft stabbed the man in the air.

As they crossed each other, the rear of the car sank, and the two masters who had not yet died were picked up alive. Lines of blood dripped down the shaft of the car onto the snow, and bursts of hot air with the smell of blood were splashed.

The carriage carried the bodies of the two people and slowly drove into Mr. Su's study. The door was slammed shut, cutting off everyone's sight.

Through the window paper, I could faintly see the strong wind blowing in the study, figures flying, the sound of knives and whistles, the muffled sound of fists and palms intersecting, and the clang of weapons striking one after another. I don’t know how many people are in the small study.

He was fighting desperately, but he could see the blood continuously hitting the snow-white window paper, and the bright red blood instantly covered the entire window lattice...

Soon, the sound in the house suddenly stopped, and the carriage dripping with blood slowly drove out again. Mr. Su, who had already died, was hung on the iron hook at the rear of the carriage and dragged from the study to the front yard. Two narrow and one narrow.

Wide, three shocking blood marks were dragged far away on the snow.

As he approached the gate, the iron hooks on Mr. Su's shoulders and back of his head suddenly trembled.

"Pa!" The two iron hooks on the shoulders shattered the bones, detached from the body and retracted into the car. Then there was another crisp sound, the iron hooks directly shattered Mr. Su's Tianling Cap, and his soul was ejected from the inside.

He was pulled out of his body, hung on the back of the car, and dragged out of the gate.

The cries of Mr. Su's wronged soul could be heard for hundreds of miles in the middle of the night before gradually disappearing.
Chapter completed!