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Eight hundred and fiftieth IX do not change

"Shen Wenze, your death date is today!"

With a ferocious look on his face, Zhang Xiaopou opened his killing eyes, took out the Holy Breath, aimed at Shen Wenze's head and punched him hard.

In the subtle state of mind, Shen Wenze's law of power has been revealed, and he is determined to win this punch.

Shen Wenjun couldn't bear to look at it and closed his eyes.

"Stop!" The two Shen family masters roared eagerly and wanted to stop it, but they were also fighting hard and were powerless.

boom!

Zhang Xiaozu's fist suddenly fell, but there was no scene of blood splattering.

He was empty and Shen Wenze escaped.

"ah--"

Shen Wenze's screams came from above his head, and he saw that he had escaped from the space barrier set up by Taoist Qinglian, but he was trapped by talisman chains at a height of a hundred feet.

The talisman's chain tightened tighter and tighter, tearing his flesh to pieces in the blink of an eye, and it seemed that it only took an instant to crush his body.

"Ancestor, help!" Shen Wenze shouted for help.

Everyone's hearts trembled when they heard this, thinking that the holy ancestor of the Shen family was here.

But he saw a golden fist rushing out from Shen Wenze's Tianling Cap, and then powerful holy breath spread out overwhelmingly.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The talisman chains wrapped around Shen Wenze's body broke one by one, and Shen Wenze was about to break free.

Su Hanlin stood with his hands behind his back, murderous intent emerging from his eyes, and his right hand was clenched into a fist, but he finally let it go.

When Huanglong is born, a saint must fall, causing shock in all directions.

He didn't want to expose the power of Huanglong to the saint moves used by Shen Wenze.

At the fortune-telling stall on the street, the old man took out a fortune teller from the fortune teller, and then another fortune teller.

There were twenty-three fortune-telling fortune-tellings in the lotus tube, but only three of them had the upper-ranking lotus. However, he got the upper-ranking lotus every time.

"Cough--" He suddenly coughed up a large mouthful of blood, wiped the pad of his thumb on the sign, and the top sign turned into a bottom sign again, and then turned into a stream of light rising into the sky.

Buzz!

An extremely huge roulette charm suddenly appeared in the sky above the entire Guowei Mansion, covering the heavens and releasing a waterfall of light towards Shen Wenze.

"Holy Ancestor!" Shen Wenze was so anxious that veins all over his body popped out. Suddenly, three more terrifying holy breaths burst out from his body, taking him soaring into the sky.

boom!

The holy breath broke through the flowing light waterfall, broke through the roulette curse seal, and disappeared in the sky in the blink of an eye.

"Ahem, cough, cough..." The street veteran suddenly lay down on the stall, coughing up blood in his mouth, gasping and cursing: "Damn it, the saint is so damn difficult! This time... it's a big fucking mistake.

!”

Su Hanlin turned around and glanced at Guan Longfeng, the national master beside him, and seemed to ask him why he didn't take action to keep Shen Wenze.

"Your Majesty, if the head of the Shen family dies in Dasu, the relationship between Dasu and the Shen family will be completely forged, and there will be no room for recovery." Guan Longfeng stroked his beard and said.

Su Hanlin nodded. The Shen family has sixteen saint ancestors, which really makes people afraid.

Shen Wenze escaped, but the two great masters of the destruction realm had nowhere to escape.

"Fourth!" Niu Dawa suddenly yelled.

Yuan Taiping knew what he meant, and the demon sword suddenly erupted with a strong and strange aura, slashing at the Shen family's powerful master.

The Shen family master slapped the demon knife that was coming towards him with one palm, struck Niu Dawa's Dantian Qihai with one punch, and kicked Niu Dawa's crotch at the same time.

Snapped!

His palm first touched Yuan Taiping's demon sword, and an inexplicable strong grievance suddenly filled his heart. Then a surge of bitterness surged into his nose, and two lines of hot tears fell from the corners of his eyes.

Suddenly, the miserable scene of being beaten mercilessly by his father when he was a child, and having to do hard training with scars all over his body suddenly appeared in his mind. He felt very wronged and couldn't help but cry.

Accompanying the grievance was the fear that stood on end because he didn't know what strange thing had happened to him.

But one thing he knew very well was that this was Yuan Taiping's fault, so he wanted to stay away from Yuan Taiping without even thinking about it. However, the punches and kicks he attacked at Niu Dawa were successful, making him hesitate for a moment.

Woo——!

Niu Dawa's giant mace was raised high, and then it was smashed down by the roaring wind, and the forbidden law field suddenly expanded.

Boom! Boom!

The Shen family's powerful fist hit Niu Dawa's Dantian Qihai, and his foot also kicked Niu Dawa's crotch, but the force was weak because his cultivation suddenly disappeared.

"Ah!" The Shen family screamed in surprise, trying to escape again, but it was too late.

With a thud, his head was smashed into pieces by the giant wolf-toothed club.

The scene on the other side was a bit cruel. Zhou Jianlai and Huang Daonv besieged the Shen family's powerful men, and even used the Shen family's powerful men as targets for sword training.

One is teaching, the other is learning, and the other is being beaten.

Zhou Jianlai, who has a sword realm mentality, learned the sword skills of Huang Daonv, and became better than his master on the spot. The sword was so sharp that the Shen family members complained endlessly.

puff!

Zhou Jianlai pierced the heart of the Shen family's powerful sword with a nameless sword.

"What a great sword, boy!"

Huang Daonv couldn't help but praise her loudly, because Zhou Jianlai's last sword move was not her sword move, but it carried her sword intention.

In other words, Zhou Jianlai not only learned her sword in this short period of time, but also mastered it and integrated the sword skills he learned into his own swordsmanship.

"Grandma taught me well!" Zhou Jianlai said modestly.

"Haha... the old lady likes to hear this." Huang Daonv laughed happily.

Zhou Jianlai started laughing, feeling that Huang Daonv had really looked past the death of Butcher Zhang, and thought to himself: "Maybe all the old people who have lived to their age will be like this."

Zhang Xiaozu frowned, looking worried.

"What's wrong?" Qi Yoyo stepped forward and asked.

Zhang Xiaozu tapped his eyebrows with his right index finger and said, "Shen Wenze saw it."

He thought that Shen Wenze would definitely die, so he opened his killing eyes with his last punch. He never thought that Shen Wenze's many and powerful means of saving his life would make him run away, thus causing the ghost eyes to be exposed in front of him.

Ghost pupils have always been one of Zhang Xiaozu's most unknown secrets, so after being exposed to Shen Wenze, he felt very uneasy.

Qi Yoyo knew what Zhang Xiaozu was talking about, and comforted him: "Even if he saw it, he might not know what it was.

Furthermore, you are no longer the weak young man you were back then, so what will happen if he finds out?

If he dares to come, I will beat him until he cries for father and mother."

"Haha, that's good." Zhang Xiaozhu felt that what Qi Yoyo said made sense, so he relaxed his brows, put away the worries in his heart, walked to the bodies of the Shen family's great powers, and absorbed their ancient immortal power.

The bones of these two people allowed him to awaken seven more divine bones, which increased from 167 to 174, and the power of the ancient immortal increased again.

"Junior, do you really have Wutong Tears?"

Over the Guowei Mansion, an old man in gray robe walked out of the folded space. He was as skinny as a dead bone, and his black wrinkled skin made him look like a living dead.

The old man in gray robe was not masked, either because the Shen family was gone or because he was not worried about being seen by the Shen family.

"Yes." Zhang Xiaozu nodded and responded.

Although this old man did not show any aura, he gave him a very dangerous feeling, much more dangerous than the Shen family's destruction state.

"Can I ask for a drop?" the old man in gray robe asked in a hollow voice.

"I only have one drop, just for Shen Wenze's head." Zhang Xiaozu said.

Then he used the index finger of his right hand to take out a drop of sycamore tear from the Sumeru mustard seed. The crystal life milk drop instantly exuded a powerful breath of life.

Gulu——

There was a sound of swallowing in the folding space again, and I couldn't help but want to grab Wutong Tears into my hands.

The gray-robed old man's gray eyes shot out two blazing rays of light at once.

Zhang Xiaozhu bent his fingers and collected the Indus Tears into the Sumeru Mustard Seeds.

"I can't afford to offend the head of the Shen family, but I can exchange it with you for something of equal value," said the old man in gray robe.

"No change." Su Hanlin refused and said in a tone that left no room for doubt: "I want this drop of Wutong Tears."

The old man in gray robe did not even look at Su Hanlin. He looked at Zhang Xiaozu and said, "I have Buddha flowers and Bodhi leaves. You can choose either one. You can also use it to buy the head of the Shen family head."

"I'm sorry, this junior's drop of Wutong tears will only buy Shen Wenze's head." Zhang Xiaozu said without even thinking about rejecting.

The old man in gray robe frowned, and after pondering for a long time, he seemed to have made a great determination and said: "I will give you two precious treasures, Buddha flower fruit and Bodhi leaf, in exchange for a drop of sycamore tear."

As soon as these words came out, everyone gasped and wished they could nod in agreement for Zhang Xiaozu.

"Sorry, I won't change." Zhang Xiaozhu shook his head and refused without thinking.

"Haha, junior, I know that you are eager to kill the head of the Shen family, but isn't it wrong? I will exchange two treasures for you for a drop of sycamore tears, and then you use these two treasures to buy the head of the head of the Shen family. Wouldn't it be even worse?

Can it touch people's hearts?" The old man in gray robe stroked his beard and said with a smile, feeling that Zhang Xiaopou was overwhelmed by obsession and could not turn around.

Zhang Xiaozu shook his head and said: "I think senior has the ability to kill Shen Wenze, but others may not have the courage and ability."

The old man in gray robe was stunned when he heard this. Then he realized that Zhang Xiaozu was plotting against him. Then he smiled bitterly and shook his head, saying: "You are quite smart! It's just... the Shen family... the strongest overlord in Jiuzhou, I can't afford to offend him.

"

After saying that, he took a step back and disappeared into the folding space.

All the cultivators in Jiuzhou secretly felt sorry for Zhang Xiaopou, feeling that his brain had been caught in the door and he had missed a huge opportunity.

But at the same time, he was alarmed by Zhang Xiaozu's murderous intention towards Shen Wenze. Neither the bodhi leaf nor the Buddha flower fruit could shake his determination to kill Shen Wenze.

Many people suddenly wanted to stay and see what would happen to Zhang Xiaozhu and the Shen family.

Did Zhang Xiaopou kill Shen Wenze as he wished, or did the Shen family's holy ancestor come in person, kill Zhang Xiaopou, and then kill Emperor Su?

Su Hanlin looked at Zhang Xiaozu and wanted to speak several times, but in the end he was too embarrassed to speak.

He wanted Wutong Tears very much, because Wutong Tears would allow him to live a little longer. He only had half a year left to live.

In fact, just from the changes in his appearance over the past year, it can be seen that he has become much older, and his dull skin has even revealed a heavy air of death.

But just now the old man in gray robe exchanged Buddha flowers, fruits and bodhi leaves with Zhang Xiaopeng, but Zhang Xiaopeng didn't exchange them. How could he have the nerve to ask Zhang Xiaopeng for them? There was no treasure of equal value in the treasury.

"Your Majesty, please stay. I have something to say to you." Seeing Su Hanlin turning to leave, Zhang Xiaozhu quickly called out to him.


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