There was a loud "bang".

The vermilion gate of Zhu's family collapsed directly under an external force.

The two younger generations of Zhu's family were about to move, but they felt that they could not move all over. It was not that they could not, but that they did not dare.

A strong sense of fear oppressed them, making them unable to raise any strength.

The pressure brought by the figure in front of me was like a mountain. The mask of ghost face was lifelike, with fangs exposed, and they wanted to eat human flesh and blood.

"You" a young man from Zhu's teeth trembled. It's not that they are too weak, but that the person in front of them brings too strong pressure.

The clan does not come out, although it is strong, it has too little combat experience after all.

Xiao Yang is called the King of Hell. When the people who died under him accumulate, they will definitely pile up into a mountain. Even if they don’t speak, the sense of oppression alone is enough to make ordinary people afraid.

Xiao Yang did not say anything extra nonsense, and directly punched his two fists, slamming their heads, and blood splattered.

"Who dares to come and I, Zhu, shouted!" A middle-aged man rushed out. He had the strength to control Qi Realm.

"You can even yell at the magpie's nest!" Bai Chi waved a knife in the air, mixed with a sharp aura, and headed straight for the middle-aged man of Zhu's family.

After countless spirit stones were transported to the island, the great elder did not hesitate and gathered all the spirit stones into the dispersed spirit array. Under the rich spiritual energy, Bai Chi naturally made a breakthrough. He was not a weak person at all. As a descendant of the Tomb Shou clan, his bloodline was very powerful. He had no control energy, but he just had an opportunity.

Countless figures poured into the Zhu family's courtyard from all directions, and the fight was about to break out.

The Zhu family's people were not all concentrated in the Zhu family. At this moment, there were only more than a hundred people in the Zhu family manor. When countless hell walkers came, they directly committed an overwhelming killing.

In addition to the top Qi-level master, Zhu's number is more than Guangming Island, ordinary warriors can only be tortured.

There are more than ten masters of the Qi-Region here in Zhu. On the Guangming Island, because of the rich spiritual energy on the island, Bai Chi and others all achieved Qi-Region. Although the time is short, their combat experience is completely beyond the comparison of Qi-Region masters like Zhu.

The middle-aged man of Zhu was obviously much earlier than Bai Chi entering the Qi, but at this moment, under Bai Chi's big sword, he could only retreat step by step.

A middle-aged man in Heishan, stepping on the void, with a loud sound like a bell, "Who dares to be arrogant with me Zhu! Die!"

The middle-aged black fir glared at him, and a three-meter long aura-shaped sword formed in the void and slashed straight towards the ground.

When this long Qi-shaped sword appeared, even the air around it was drained, which showed how powerful it was. If it was cut down, countless casualties would be killed or injured in Guangming Island.

Two tigers rushed up from the ground, headed straight for the long sword, and bit the back of the knife.

"Ha." The young man in the Heishan laughed and looked at the place where the two tigers rushed over. "I didn't expect that Guangming Island could actually help the Su family stand up. It seems that the two people in Yinzhou are already dead."

These grimace masks represent the identity of Guangming Island.

Xiao Yang also stepped forward and stepped forward in the air.

After such a long time, Xiao Yang became more and more skilled in controlling Qi, and he could gather Qi at his feet like other transformation masters.

The two of them stood in the air. In the eyes of ordinary people, they were like immortals. They could transform into shapes and masters themselves knew that this was just the simplest method. The path to martial arts was still a long way to go.

A dark golden ring was worn by Xiao Yang in his hand, and the two stood in the air, looking at each other from the air.

The middle-aged man of Heishan glanced at the dark gold ring on Xiao Yang's hand and said, "It is worthy of being the successor of Mr. Lu. You can also achieve transformation in the world. It seems that there are many inheritances left to you by Mr. Lu."

Xiao Yang sneered and continued to follow the words of Heishan Middle-aged, "What Old Man Lu left me is not something you can imagine."

The middle-aged man in Heshan had a little more solemn look. He didn't know how true or false Xiao Yang's words were, but Mr. Lu's identity had to make him feel awe. Even if he was dead, he would not dare to look down on him. After all, Xiao Yang, who originally thought he was just an ordinary warrior, actually had the strength of the transformation realm, and the people he brought had also had several Qi Qi.

The middle-aged man of Heishan shook his head, "We Zhu, we have no intention of being enemies with Mr. Lu's lineage."

"Ha." Xiao Yang chuckled, "Do you, don't know the identity of Old Man Lu? Your clan openly attacks the ancient martial arts family. In my opinion, it is just provoking Old Man Lu's prestige!"

"You misunderstood." Hellen middle-aged man explained, "Our Zhu family and Zhu family are the same bloodline, and this is just our own business."

"Is it the one who destroys the Zhu family?" Two more tigers emerged from behind Xiao Yang.

The middle-aged man of Heishan frowned, "You really want to be an enemy of our Zhu?"

"It's you, Zhu, who wants to be an enemy of the entire ancient martial arts!" Behind Xiao Yang, two fierce tigers came out together.

The middle-aged man in Heshan waved his hands and two long qi-shaped swords gathered on his hands. The long sword was extremely sharp. With a stroke of the void, the tiger that was rushing towards him with a bloody mouth disappeared into the air.

Xiao Yang's eyes narrowed, and he could see that the strength of this middle-aged Black Firm was greater than any expert he had ever encountered in the past.

The middle-aged man in Heshan shouted, "Since you insist on fighting, then I, Zhu, will fight with you!"

The middle-aged man of Heishan waved his swords and rushed towards Xiao Yang in the air.

This method of fighting in the air is a means to achieve the transformation master to test the strength of opponents. If it weren't for someone with thick internal energy, they would never dare to fight in the air.

After all, it is not easy for a transformation master to walk in the air. Every step is equivalent to exhaling a burst of energy.

The middle-aged man of Hells will not land, so he wanted to see how strong Mr. Lu’s successor is. In terms of internal energy, Hells has absolute confidence in his middle-aged man. How could he not be as good as a young man after practicing for many years?

Facing the attack of the middle-aged Black Fir, Xiao Yang was not afraid at all. In his dictionary, he never had the word "fear". Facing an unknown opponent and an opponent who was stronger than him, Xiao Yang found a way to kill the opponent in his original concept!

The cyclone in the abdomen rotated rapidly, Xiao Yang took a step and rushed towards the middle-aged black fir.

The two Qi knives in the middle-aged Heishan are extremely sharp and can kill people invisibly.

Xiao Yang is familiar with the hundreds of martial arts. He pinched the tiger and crane with his hands, and sometimes turned into a mantis, sometimes like a snake, sometimes like a hawk and falcon.

In just a short time, the two of them passed dozens of moves each other.

"Haha! He is worthy of being the successor of Mr. Lu. At such an age, he has such strength. If he is in my Zhu family, he will be the first person in the younger generation. What a pity." Heishan's middle-aged eyes were fierce and he stabbed Xiao Yang in the chest with a knife.
Chapter completed!