The steel knife breaks through the air and is extremely fast!

But the old monster's escape speed was not inferior. He felt the whistling wind behind him and the crisis came. The old monster dodged and avoided the deadly blade.

When the right arm was injured, the reaction was slightly slower.

Just a moment!

Less than half a second!

A cold knife light flashed by, and then it hit the body with severe pain. The right arm was cut off by the steel knife on the spot. Half of the arm below the elbow fell to the ground with a click.

"Damn it!"

The old monster cursed inwardly, his speed was slightly slowed down, but he did not dare to stop. He bent down to pick up half of his arm, and rushed out of the Zhao family villa in one breath.

"You run very quickly, you're lucky!"

Xiao Zhan did not chase after him. After all, his injuries were not light. His left shoulder was pierced by a cold iron spear, which was bleeding, which had a significant impact on his own speed. At this time, the setting sun was setting, and it was approaching evening. It was the time for get off work. People came and went on the streets and traffic flowed. Even if they chased, it would be difficult to catch up.

Staring at the direction where the old monster ran away, Xiao Zhan took a deep breath, his face extremely solemn.

This old monster knows his identity as the Wolf King in the North!

Moreover, it seems that he knows that he has retired with his seal and has other hidden information!

not simple!

The identity of this old monster is not simple!

The master behind the old monster is probably even more simple!

Xiao Zhan had a faint intuition. The old monster asked him to show all his strength over and over again and again, rather than trying to take his life, it was more like a temptation to him!

Test what level he has reached now!

Why?

Who cares so much about his true strength?

"Is it...he?"

Suddenly, Xiao Zhan thought of someone and a possibility, and his solemn face became heavier. If that were true, the old monster would escape, the consequences would be really unimaginable!

"Zhan'er!"

Duan Mingzhe came over and asked, "How are you?"

"Nothing bad."

Xiao Zhan shook his head and used dark force to stop the bleeding, but the wound pierced by the cold iron spear was too big, and the flesh was rolled up, and even the thick white bones inside could be seen.

Without ten days and half a month, the wound will be difficult to heal.

However, Xiao Zhan had suffered such injuries many times in the past, and he had long been accustomed to it. In his eyes, as long as he could not die, it was not a big deal.

thump!

Qian Bancheng also walked towards this side, looked at the huge wound on Xiao Zhan's shoulder, and recalled the life-saving knife before, his heart surged, his eyes flushed, and he knelt down for Xiao Zhan without hesitation, and said in a very firm tone: "Thank you Mr. Xiao for your life-saving grace!"

"Thank you Mr. Xiao for avenging my son to kill me!"

"From now on, my life of Qian Bancheng is Mr. Xiao's, and only Mr. Xiao's leader is the one who follows me!"

thump!

Uncle Fu followed closely and knelt down beside Qian Bancheng. Although he didn't speak, there was gold under his knees, let alone a mid-stage dark realm master over 60 years old?

This kneeling is enough to tell everything!

"Get up."

Xiao Zhan shook his head and said, "I don't want to save you, not to get your allegiance and reward. Although Qian Yiming was not killed by me, he died because of me. That knife is what I owe you."

I didn't kill Boren, but Boren died because of me!

On the way here, Xiao Zhan said that he had obtained the Canxing Grass and saved Su Xiaomeng's life. The grudge between him and Qian Yiming had been cleared.

And now, Qian Yiming has been arrested and killed, after all, is actually implicated by him.

Of course, he could not stand by and watch Qian Bancheng and Uncle Fu die under the steel knives of those Zhao family masters. The distinction between grudges and grudges was his code of conduct.

"besides……"

After pausing, Xiao Zhan turned around and looked at Zhao Jianxiong who was nailed to the wall of the main building by a steel knife, and signaled: "He should be alive."

"I didn't hurt his vital points with the knife just now. I specially left him a breath, just to let you kill him with your own hands and avenge Qian Yiming himself, blood hatred!"

Upon hearing this, Qian Bancheng and Uncle Fu were both stunned.

Then a deep feeling of gratitude surged into his heart, his eyes shining: "Thank you, Mr. Xiao!!!"

After saying that, he stood up.

He strides towards Zhao Jianxiong who was nailed to the wall of the main building. Zhao Jianxiong shed a lot of blood and dyed large areas of the wall red. However, as Xiao Zhan said, he is still alive.

He was dying, and only the last breath was left.

"Son of a bitch!"

Qian Bancheng and Uncle Fu came to Zhao Jianxiong together, but did not reach out to pull out the steel knife that was stabbed on Zhao Jianxiong, because in that case, Zhao Jianxiong would die.

It was so cheap that he died so easily, and it was a waste of Xiao Zhan's efforts.

"Dare to kill my son, today, I want to make you live worse than death!!!"

Qian Bancheng bent down and picked up another steel knife from the ground. Without any hesitation, he raised his knife and fell directly on Zhao Jianxiong's right finger.

Ten fingers connect the heart!

With one knife, four of them were cut off, and only his thumb was still there!

"ah!!!"

A harsh scream sounded, and Zhao Jianxiong's entire face was completely distorted. His painful eyes were full of reluctance and anger, and he roared with blood all over his mouth: "I'm still a man, just give me a fucking pleasure!"

"I'm dead, the Zhao family is destroyed, but you don't want to live!"

"No one wants to live!"

"What happened today will be spread soon and will reach the ears of our ancestors of the Zhao family. When the day he comes out of seclusion, it will be your death!!!"

Bang!

Qian Bancheng then slashed another knife and cut off Zhao Jianxiong's left foot hanging in the air. Blood burst out, causing Zhao Jianxiong to twitch a few times, and then fainted on the spot.

"Pooh!"

Qian Bancheng's eyes were red. Regardless of whether Zhao Jianxiong was dead or not, he waved the steel knife to repair it a few times, spitted hard on Zhao Jianxiong's face, reached out to wipe off the blood splashed on his face, and hummed: "Bad ancestor of the Zhao family!"

"It's not certain whether it's dead or alive!"

The ancestor of the Zhao family has not appeared for ten years. If he is alive now, he should be 110 years old. There are many rumors and speculations about his life or death.

Not afraid of ten thousand, just fear of what to do!

If a strong man with a perfect dark realm is still alive and hiding in the dark, once he takes revenge, it will be a disaster and a nightmare for Xiao Zhan, whether it is Qian Bancheng and Duan Mingzhe!

Xiao Zhan's body was released with some floating darkness. He noticed that there was still someone in the main building, but the strongest one was the early stage of the Dark Realm, which should be Zhao Jianxiong's eldest son Zhao Heng, and some of the Zhao family's family members.

For example, Su Ya!

What is certain is that even if Zhao Fengyin, the ancestor of the Zhao family, was still alive, he would definitely not be in the Zhao family villa. Therefore, Xiao Zhan did not rush into the main building to kill him, but shouted loudly in the main building: "From today, there will be no Zhao family in the provincial capital!"

"You can leave tonight!"

"If you want to take revenge, or you know where Zhao Fengyin is and want to ask him to come out, then remember clearly, the murderer, Xiao Zhan!"

"The one who destroyed the Zhao family is Xiao Zhan!"

"Let Zhao Fengyin come to me even if I want to see me, I will wait for him anytime, anywhere!"
Chapter completed!