Beiyin Great Sage

One after another, the knife light blasted on the figure in front of him one after another, smashing the black iron black soldier, cutting off both arms, and penetrating from the head to the chest and abdomen.

"puff!"

The blade got stuck on the bone, and was tightly bound by a pair of unwilling bloody hands.

Shan Muhua,

dead!

Zhou Jia couldn't help but soften.

"what!"

Nie Guanwen roared angrily and rushed towards him crazily:

"Lord, Zhou, I want you to die!"

Elder Liao also gritted his teeth. The two of them are confidantes cultivated by Shan Muhua for many years, and even their lives were given by each other.

Immediately upon seeing this, he rushed forward desperately.

"Peng!"

The steel claws and the scimitar bombarded the Xuanbing battle armor, knocking Zhou Jia away several feet away, and when he approached again, he was greeted by a beam of axe.

Five Lightning Axes!

Zhou Jia's eyes were filled with thunder, and he held an ax in his right hand, like a god controlling thunder, he swung his arm and slashed at Elder Liao fiercely.

He clenched his fist with his left hand, and exploded with all his strength, the steel claws were shattered as soon as the edge of the fist reached.

"puff!"

The blade of the ax pierced Elder Liao's neck, five thunders erupted, and the force of thunder tore Elder Liao's body apart, splashing blood and flesh all over the place.

The fist also blasted into Nie Guanwen's body, and with one hand, he pulled out a still beating heart.

"Crack!"

Five fingers exert force, and the heart is crushed.

Nie Guanwen's strength is actually not weak, but he was too injured, and on the contrary, he was not as good as Elder Liao, and he couldn't even catch Zhou Jia's punch.

"Director Zhou..."

Fairy Feihua's complexion was pale, and the figure that was about to pounce suddenly froze, and retreated silently, her expression was even more stiff with fear:

"This is... a misunderstanding, I was coerced."

"boom!"

Before she finished speaking, the sky was covered by thunder, and in just a split second, the rockery slanted behind her was completely shattered.

Zhou Jia turned around and looked at Yuan Xisheng.

At this time, he was covered in blood, his face was full of murderous intent, the ax blade in his hand was wrapped in thunder, and countless fine arcs flickered around his body.

Stepping out with one step, the four directions trembled lightly.

"Senior brother."

Yuan Xi's eyes were full of fear, and he retreated subconsciously:

"Speak well if you have something to say!"

"Master... Shan Muhua is dead, you can take his place, Tianhu Gang and Blood Vine Building will all be yours from now on."

The faster he spoke, the more excited he became:

"Junior Brother, with your strength, who in the Tianhu Gang is not convinced?"

"As long as you become Hei Tie, even the two families on Xiaolang Island will not have any objections. It is not easy to achieve Hei Tie with your background."

"As for the Blood Vine Tower..."

His eyes flickered, and he said:

"I can help you!"

"I know all the secret locations of the Blood Vine Building, I also know the list of all the personnel, and I also know Shan Muhua's method of manipulating them."

"As long as I step forward, you can completely take over the Blood Vine Building."

"How about it?"

Yuan Xisheng hurriedly said:

"Our brothers and sisters work together, no... I am willing to assist my junior brother to control the forces that originally belonged to Lei Batian and Shan Muhua."

"clatter……"

Zhou Jia paused.

Yuan Xisheng was overjoyed upon seeing this:

"Brother, do you agree?"

"Shh!"

The double blades turned into a thunderbolt, slashed across the winding curve in the air, smashed into the face door, and cut into the skull.

Shan Muhua froze.

"pity."

Zhou Jia approached slowly, slowly pulled out the ax blade, and spoke in a low voice with a hoarse voice:

"I do not believe you."

"Pfft!"

The figure fell to the ground.

Soon after.

Zhou Jia, covered in blood, stood in the ruins, his figure lonely.

around the body.

There are no more living people.

Looking around, there was a howling wind, among the broken walls and ruins, there were corpses and pieces of flesh everywhere, a mess, and a strong smell of blood came out.

……

……

……

"drive!"

"drive!"

The shrill voice of the coachman echoed in the dense forest.

The luxurious carriage and the exquisite carriage are pulled by the Pegasus, driving on the complex mountain road, without any bumps inside.

inside the carriage.

Mrs. Lei, Li Lianyun, was wearing a luxurious long dress, wearing a flying phoenix walker on her head, with delicate makeup painted on her face, her hands tightly holding the hem of the skirt.

across from her.

Lei Prison gripped the Thunder Knife tightly, the veins on the back of his hand were bulging, his eyes flickered back and forth, showing that he was not at peace.

"How long?"

Li Lianyun seemed a little anxious, she suddenly opened the curtain and asked the driver:

"Is it almost there?"

"Soon." The coachman nodded in a high-pitched voice:

"Wait a little longer, ma'am, we'll be here soon."

"Don't call me madam again." Li Lianyun frowned, she had heard enough of this address, and felt disgusted every time.

now.

She finally stopped listening.

She will be Mrs.

But not Mrs. Ray!

But...

Mrs. Shan!

She is no longer Shan Lianyun, but Li Lianyun.

Lei Prison said nothing, his face was tense, and the hand holding the knife trembled slightly.

Soon.

"Call..."

The carriage stopped.

"Husband... Miss." The coachman jumped out of the carriage with a cautious face:

"Something is wrong, the smell of blood is too strong."

"Blood smell?"

Li Lianyun snorted coldly, got up and got off the carriage:

"Tonight, it should be bloody. This is a happy event."

"Prisoner."

"Come down!"

Lei Qiu got out of the car with a wooden face when he heard the sound, and the three of them walked along the path, passing through many fallen trees, and came to a ruin.

bloody water,

Flowing and drying in ravines.

Corpses fell to the ground in disorder.

The corpses and pieces of meat were piled up disorderly, the broken clothes were flying in the cold wind, and the broken weapons were stabbed obliquely into the ground.

The intent to kill has not dissipated, and the smell of blood is tangy.

in the field.

A large tiger-skin chair stood firmly on a high place, and a tall figure sat on it, looking down on his appearance with his head down.

Li Lianyun's expression froze in place.

original.

Her face was full of anticipation, but now, her eyes were fixed on a corpse that was almost divided into two in the field.

"Muhua..."

"Muhua?"

"Muhua!"

She staggered, not caring about the blood stains on the ground, letting the dirt stain the long skirt chosen by the blood, and quickly rushed to the corpse.

"how come?"

"How could this be?"

Li Lianyun's face was full of panic, her hands had no place to put them, sometimes she wanted to piece together Shan Muhua's body, and sometimes she tried to dig the dirt beside her.

At last it turned into a shrill, desperate scream:

"how so!"

"Zhou Jia!"

Compared to Li Lianyun, Lei Prison's performance was much better. After scanning the many corpses in the field, he turned his attention to the only living person.

Angrily asked: