Beiyin Great Sage

Zhou Jia caressed the ax and shield, thoughtfully.

At this time, the night was deep, the stars outside were dim, and every house was closed, only he was still dressed in strong clothes, dressed for a long journey.

"Crash..."

The subtle sound of breaking through the air, which was very different from the wind blowing the leaves, also made him raise his eyebrows and his eyes showed surprise.

Did you take the initiative to deliver it to your door?

"Peng!"

The window sash was knocked open by a huge force, and a black shadow suddenly rushed.

The black figure was in mid-air, clapping his palms in succession, his whistling energy condensed at one point, like a heavy hammer hitting his chest from the air.

Simultaneously drink:

"Boy, hand over the armor!"

"..." Zhou Jia's eyes moved slightly, and he held the shield on top:

"What armor?"

"Pretend to be confused!" Hei Ying shouted lowly, and slammed his palm on the shield. Zhou Jia, who was booming with great force, backed up again and again, his energy surging like a wave without stopping:

"If you don't pay, you will die!"

The black shadow is obviously a man in black.

The man in black is bare-handed, and there is tremendous power between his fists and palms, which is enough to crack monuments and stones.

"I don't understand what you're talking about at all." Zhou Jia snorted, and the triple shield went all out, suddenly throwing the person flying.

At the same time, holding an ax with one hand, he slashed towards the shadow:

"Sneak attack in the middle of the night, definitely not a good person, go to hell!"

The light of the ax was shining, and thunder suddenly appeared. The lightning seemed to tear the void, wrapping the ax blade, and suddenly appeared in front of the man in black.

"Shh!"

The streamer flickered, and the figure of the man in black disappeared under the blade of the axe. He raised both hands, and lightly tapped Zhou Jia's waist and ribs like a ghost.

"Ok?"

Zhou Jia was suspicious, blocked with his shield, and the light of the ax changed again.

Tianxuan thunder turned!

After all, the visitor was unable to avoid this move directly, and suddenly pressed down with both hands, and the terrifying force of the intersection of reality and reality erupted.

"boom……"

The ground shook lightly, and Zhou Jia's body retreated a few feet as if struck by lightning.

"Jin Yu Gong!"

"Splitting Sky Hand!"

"Treading the Clouds!"

He yelled loudly, with 'shock' and anger on his face:

"who are you?"

"Junior Brother, it's me." The man in black froze, and he pulled off his hood helplessly, with a calm expression on his face.

"Senior Brother Yang?" Zhou Jia was taken aback, and slowly put away the ax and shield:

"It's you!"

"Why did you come to me at this time, what is the so-called treasure armor?"

"You don't have to worry about it." Yang Jinzhou frowned, and snorted again:

"Unexpectedly, Junior Brother's ax technique is so good. No wonder Master Lei has praised him many times. Even I have to give it my all."

"Don't dare." Zhou Jia shook his head:

"Brother, what's the matter?"

"Yeah." Yang Jinzhou nodded:

"Come with me."

"At this time?" Zhou Jia raised his head and looked at the sky through the window.

But seeing the crescent moon hanging high outside, the dark clouds covering a corner, and the cold wind howling, it is definitely not a good time to visit relatives and friends.

Now slowly said:

"Just the two of us?"

"Not bad." Yang Jinzhou turned impatiently and jumped up:

"Hurry up and follow."

Zhou Jia stroked the handle of the axe, smiled faintly, got up and followed.

……

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Qin Wuying uttered a black robe, and stood in the middle of the courtyard with his hands behind his back. The cold wind howled, and his clothes fluttered against the wind.

The new head of the Qian family, Qian Gu Xing, stood behind him with his hands down, looking up from time to time, opening his mouth to speak, but pressing back.

The two are waiting.

Wait for someone to come over.

"call……"

The breeze drifted by, and a black shadow fluttered to the ground.

Immediately after, a burly man also landed on the field. Seeing the two people in the field, the big man seemed a little surprised.

"Brother Qin!"

"Brother Yang!"

Qin Wuying and Yang Jinzhou greeted each other, looked at each other and smiled, and there was a tacit understanding between them.

"Fortunately not humiliated."

Yang Jinzhou pointed at Zhou Jia with a casual expression, and said:

"Man, I brought it to you, and it's up to you to dispose of it."

"It's work!"

Qin Wuying nodded, and looked sideways at Qian Guxing:

"Patriarch Qian, I know that you have accumulated a lot of anger in your heart these days, but people cannot be resurrected after death, so you have to learn to look back."

"The Qian family."

"It depends on you to go on!"

His tone was dignified, as if earnestly teaching, with expectations for the Qian family in his voice.

"Yes." Qian Guxing answered yes with his head bowed, bowing his head to be taught.

"Man, brother Yang brought it here." Qin Wuying gestured towards Zhou Jia's location, and looked over, as if looking at another dead object:

"He left it to you to solve it. You old man of the Qian family can't die in vain, but from now on, let's let this matter go, don't bring it up again."

"Understood!"

In the last sentence, his voice was heavy.

Qian Guxing's body trembled, unwillingness appeared in his heart, but he knew that he had no capital to negotiate at all, so he could only nod slowly.

"Yes."

"Okay." Qin Wuying relaxed:

"Go ahead, kill him, and end this matter."

If the Qian family is unwilling, it will be difficult for him to use him willingly. Naturally, they need a place to vent, and it is easy to choose a candidate.

These many accidents originated in the gambling house, and should also be caused by the gambling house.

The blood sacrifice of the head of the gambling shop should be able to calm down the Qian family's grievances.

and.

Yang Jinzhou also agreed with this, and he even took the initiative to ask the director of the Xicheng Casino to make a deal.

Both parties agree that the opinions of the parties become unimportant, after all, they are just pawns used to achieve their goals.

Qian Guxing took out a dagger from his body, walked towards Zhou Jia, his eyes were red:

"Our Qian family has come so far, thanks to you all, today I will cut you into pieces as a sacrifice to the spirit of our ancestors!"

In his eyes, Zhou Jia in front of him is no longer alone, but the star of the disaster of the Qian family, and only killing him can relieve the hatred.

He wants to kill more.

No matter what.

You can only bully the person in front of you.

"so……"

Zhou Jia has a strange expression on his face:

"Brother brought me here because of this?"

Yang Jinzhou looked at it coldly, without saying a word, his expression was cold.

"understood."

Zhou Jia sighed lightly, then shook his head lightly:

"However, senior brother really thinks that this person can kill me?"

Qian Guxing paused, showing hesitation on his face, he only had ninth-rank cultivation, and his martial skills were weak, so it was impossible for him to be Zhou Jia's opponent.

"rest assured."

Qin Wuying looked at it coldly, and the tape couldn't stand the urging:

"With us here, what are you afraid of? He is just a lamb waiting to be slaughtered. Hurry up and do it."

"Yes!"

Qian Guxing was shocked, and approached with a dagger in his hand.

From Qin Wuying and Yang Jinzhou's cold eyes, if the black iron master's will has substance, it is like two mountains, firmly suppressing Zhou Jia.

With the strength of the two of them, the mere tenth rank...

"Crack!"

A big hand stretched out and grabbed Qian Guxing's throat. Under the stunned expressions of several people, his five fingers exerted force and crushed his throat.

Zhou Jia's expression was cold, and he let go of his hands, allowing Qian Gu Xing, who died with regret, to fall to the ground.

There was silence.

"You fucking seek death!"

Qin Wuying's eyes were wide open, and he roared angrily. The dignified temperament that controlled everything on his body was gone, only his red eyes were wide open.

"boom……"

The air trembled, and his figure suddenly appeared in front of Zhou Jia.

The roaring rage turned into a terrifying fist. If there was any real spiritual coercion, it was like a terrifying monster releasing its anger.

In a radius of more than ten feet, the air boiled instantly.

A fist, wrapped in the power to destroy mountains and seas, was struck out brazenly.

Yang Jinzhou also had a cold face.