Zhou Yi looked around. Now there were not many people living in the Zhou family. The corpses everywhere were basically all over the Zhou family. The blood dyed the ground bright red. The wound on his back made him grit his teeth. There was no other feelings in his angry eyes except murderous aura.

"ah!"

He raised his head and let out a long roar towards the sky. Zhou Yi never thought that if the Zhou family was older than him, they would become like this in a blink of an eye. All of this will be blamed on Li Hong! Killing Li Hong became his only target!

"You go and kill the rest of the Zhou family, and leave this kid to me!"

Turning his head, the red-haired man said to Li Hong in a deep voice.

"It's a blessing from Brother Sun!"

He bowed to the red-haired man, and Li Hong's figure rushed into the battle group again.

"I'm going to kill you!"

Seeing that Li Hong was about to deal with the Zhou family again, Zhou Yi's eyes were about to break. He ignored the injuries on his body and rushed towards Li Hong.

"Boy, your opponent is me! Don't make a mistake!"

The red-haired man curled his lips and played with the small shield that had already changed back to its original size in his hand, saying disdainfully.

"You! I want to kill you and I will also!"

With a slight breath in his mouth, Zhou Yi became even more jealous of the red-haired man surnamed Sun. If it weren't for him, the Zhou family might not have reached this point.

"Come on if you have the ability!"

Now, the red-haired man already knows Zhou Yi very well, and there is only one effective attack on him. So now Zhou Yi is a lamb to be slaughtered.

"Forget it! I have something to do. I will deal with you first. Leave the rest of the Zhou family to Li Hong and the others! Be prepared to die!"

It seemed that he had lost some patience with Zhou Yi. The red-haired man pointed his finger with one hand and dozens of flying swords launched an attack at the same time. Looking at the flying sword running towards him, Zhou Yi's heart sank. It was already very difficult to avoid the flying sword before he was injured. Now he has injuries on his body, so it is even more difficult to hide.

As soon as his body moved, a huge pain came, and Zhou Yi's body suddenly stagnated, but this time it was delayed the best time to avoid it.

"Dad! Son is here to go!"

Seeing the hopelessness of avoiding, Zhou Yi slowly closed his eyes. The morning time made Zhou Yi experience too much. He felt tired, and his parents and his tribe lost all of them in an instant. This pain made him unable to extricate himself. After he was injured, his fighting spirit slowly flowed away like blood.

“Too-no-no-no-no-no-no-no-no-no-no-no-no-no-no-no-no-no-no-no-no-no-no-no-no-no-no-no-no-no-no-no-no-no-no-no-no-no-no-no-no-no-no-no-no-no-no-no-no-no-no-no-no-no-no-no-no-no-no-no-no-no-no

Several sounds of gold and iron clashing sounded, Zhou Yi was shocked and hurriedly opened his eyes. He saw dozens of white flying swords blocking the blood-red flying swords. The sound just now was the sound of flying swords colliding with each other.

Looking at the flying sword with white light, Zhou Yi looked familiar and immediately opened his mouth and shouted:

"Are you my ancestor?"

"I didn't expect that I would be late! My Zhou family will become like this!"

The old and sad voice sounded from behind Zhou Yi. You can tell that it was the ancestor of the Zhou family. When Zhou Yi turned around and looked at him, he saw that the ancestor of the Zhou family was looking at the red-haired man with an angry look on his face.

"Ancestor, you are here!"

Just like a child who had lost a relative, Zhou Yi walked closer to the Zhou family ancestor in a few steps, and tears burst out from the depths of his pupils.

"Seeing what you meant just now, it seems like you are waiting for death?"

The old man glanced at Zhou Yi and said unhappyly.

"Just now……"

After saying only two words, Zhou Yi was speechless because he did have this kind of thought just now.

"Every time you encounter difficulties, you look down at your crotch and tell yourself that you are a man!"

Upon hearing the old man's words, Zhou Yi couldn't help but feel guilty when he looked at the old man.

"I know my ancestors! This kind of thing will not happen in the future!"

The tears that were about to shed were almost shed by Zhou Yi. As the old man said, he was a man, and he could not cry like a woman! He could not stand here and wait for death!

"That's right! Let's deal with this red-haired boy together!"

Then the eyes of the old and the young gathered on the red-haired man. At this time, the red-haired man was slightly surprised. He did not expect that at this most critical moment, a monk from the Zhou family also appeared in the "spiritor" realm. He raised his hand slightly, and the blood-red flying swords scattered around him gathered together. The red-haired man's eyes showed a bit of solemnity.

"Bee Cloud Sword Formation!"

With a low growl, it suddenly came from the old man's mouth, and dozens of flying swords flashing with silver light surrounded the red-haired man in the center. The old man took action and used the most powerful moves. Zhou Yi was not surprised by this. With the strength of the red-haired man in front of him, even if he and the old man joined hands, they might not be able to win.

"Spiritorial! Hehe! It's interesting!"

Although he was surrounded by the old man's flying sword, the red-haired man was not panicked at all. He looked at the Zhou family ancestor coldly, and the little red shield he was playing with in his hand gradually became bigger.

"First Style! Beep!"

The old man did not hesitate. As soon as the sword formation was set up, the magic seal in his hand moved and immediately activated the first move of the sword formation. A sharp and sharp sound sound came from the sword formation, and invisible sound waves hit the red-haired man one by one.

"A little trick!"

After saying four words in a deep voice, the red-haired man turned sharply and escaped from the old man's sword formation like a ghost, leaving only a afterimage on the spot.

Seeing this, Zhou Yi and the old man were shocked at the same time. Although the old man's sword formation was not unblocked by wind and rain, they could escape so easily, which was a big surprise. At the same time, the red-haired man hooked his fingers and dozens of blood-red flying swords soared into the sky, turning into dozens of red lights in the air, and slashed towards the ancestor of the Zhou family.

"Does go!"

Pulling Zhou Yi beside him, the old man quickly avoided the attacking red light.

"Boom!" There was a loud bang, and all the red lights hit the ground. The two of them were hit by a deep pit about a foot wide when they were standing.

While dodging, the old man's magic seal rose again in one hand, and the sword edges of the silver flying sword pointed at the red-haired man. The sound of breaking through the air sounded, and the flying sword shot out.

The red-haired man did not move, and the small red shield that was growing bigger in his hand suddenly increased to more than ten feet, blocking his body completely.

The sound of "ding ding dangdang" is endless, and the old man's flying swords were blocked by the giant shield! This confrontation only happened between lightning, but the danger in it is self-evident!

"I'll be the main attacker. You can find the right opportunity on the side and give him a fatal blow!"

"clear!"

The old and the young instantly agreed, and then Zhou Yi slowly stepped back a lot, and a faint blue arc in his palm was slowly gathering.
Chapter completed!