"Bang! Bang bang! Tianganwucao! Be careful with the candle..."

The banging sound was loud and clear, it was already the third watch.

Suddenly, multiple fires broke out in the Martial Arts Hall's courtyard, turning half the sky red. In an instant, the sounds of panicked shouts, the clanging of iron tools, and screams were intertwined together, playing the prelude to the demise of the Martial Arts Hall.

Just when the courtyard was in chaos, the door was opened by two people. Their right arms were tied with an eye-catching yellow silk scarf. Hundreds of masked people in black clothes had already gathered outside the door.

They all wore yellow scarves as a mark of recognition. As soon as the door opened, they all rushed in like a swarm.

It was obvious that this group of masked men were fully prepared. As soon as they entered the courtyard, they immediately divided into more than a dozen groups and rushed towards the predetermined targets. They were familiar with the roads, as if they were on their own territory.

generally.

The last thing that came to the fore was a ball of blood mist floating on the crown of a big tree in the middle of the courtyard. The blood mist kept rolling and looked very evil against the firelight.

Although there are more than 3,000 people in the martial arts hall, more than half of them do not understand martial arts. They are people from various religions and nine schools who know heresies. They are all here to eat and drink. How have you ever seen such a bloody fighting scene? Everyone was frightened.

The rats were scurrying around and became the target of the masked men in black. In less than an hour, corpses were strewn in the courtyard and rivers of blood flowed. It was like a purgatory on earth!

The inner courtyard of the east chamber was the residence of more than fifty people, including three generations of the hall master Xu Feng's family, old and young. At this moment, corpses were lying everywhere and blood was flowing all over the floor. Even the maids and servants were not spared. It was really horrible to see.

Hall Master Xu Feng has disheveled hair, his eyes are splitting, his old face is constantly twitching, there is blood at the corner of his mouth, and his body is stained with blood. He is standing in the middle of the courtyard holding a broad-backed nine-ring knife, with the corpses of three or four masked men lying at his feet.

, under the firelight, it looked like a ferocious ghost that had just been killed from hell!

Cutting weeds without uprooting them, they will grow again when the spring breeze blows. This is the principle that Xu Feng must abide by, but he did not expect that after ten years of washing his hands in the golden basin, this principle would actually come to him.

"If you come out to fool around, you will always have to pay back..."

Xu Feng let out a long sigh in his heart, his eyes shed two lines of blood and tears, and the wrinkles on his old face trembled like earthworms, writing all the vicissitudes of the human world and the sorrow of the hero's end.

Although he felt that retribution was coming, he still straightened his waist and stared at the blood mist opposite him with eyes wide open.

"I'm going to kill you!" Xu Feng's eldest son, Xu Hai, raised his steel knife high and rushed toward the blood mist almost like crazy.

"Haier! Don't..."

Before Xu Feng finished speaking, he saw a streak of blood shooting out of the blood mist, which instantly enveloped Xu Hai.

"Clang!"

The steel knife fell to the ground, and Xu Hai stopped there without even saying a word. His body began to shrink at a speed visible to the naked eye, and at the same time, his whole body turned white. In the blink of an eye, only a horrified mummy was left!

"Ah~~~"

Xu Feng roared wildly, like a roaring lion, his messy hair flying in all directions, his robes fluttering in the wind, and the nine-ring sword in his hand trembled violently, making a clattering sound.

"Zhengzhengzhengzheng..."

Suddenly, Xu Feng flicked his wrist, and the nine golden rings on the back of the knife flew out from the knife, spinning rapidly in the air, each drawing a strange arc, like nine-pointed gold stars, shooting towards the blood mist.

"Chi! Chi! Chi! Chi..." The nine-point gold star shot into the blood mist, like a mud cow entering the sea, making no sound.

Xu Feng seemed to have expected that the nine golden rings would not achieve anything. At the same time as the golden rings flew up, others rushed over like an arrow from a string.

"Go to hell!"

Just as the nine golden rings shot into the blood mist, the broadsword in his hand suddenly slashed down, and a bright sword light lit up in the air, instantly cutting into the blood mist!

There was silence on the field, and the masked men all around stood there holding torches, motionless, with cold murderous intentions coming out of the two holes in their masks.

Xu Feng stood in front of the blood mist with a knife in both hands. The sword was completely submerged into the blood mist, but the blood mist did not react at all.

Xu Feng's eyes were about to burst, veins bulged in his arms, and he wanted to withdraw the sword. However, he exhausted all his strength and the sword still did not move.

Suddenly, the blood mist began to stir, and a blood-red figure faintly appeared. He raised his right hand, and the blade of the broadsword was sandwiched between his index finger and middle finger!

"Quack, quack, quack..."

The man in the blood mist let out a creepy and strange laugh, and then a cold and low voice sounded: "Let you have a taste of my blood soul magic!"

In an instant, the blade of the knife he held turned blood red, and it quickly spread to Xu Feng's arm and entire body.

Xu Feng felt a hot air seeping into his body from the pores of his skin and traveling all over his body along his meridians. Then he groaned in pain, his whole face was distorted, and his eyes showed the look before death.

fear!

I saw that all the blood and nerves in Xu Feng's body were being pulled out of the body inch by inch, starting from his elbows, as if he were peeling off a cocoon. His whole body looked like it was covered with vines!

"Kick! Kick! Kick! Kick..."

Xu Feng took more than ten steps back, and brought out blood-red nerves like spider webs from his elbows, like two fairies' long sleeves, dragging out two blood lines on the ground, still jumping alive and frightening.

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Gradually, Xu Feng's body shrank into a puddle of mud and fell to the ground.

Xu Feng committed many evil deeds in his life, and his hands were stained with blood. Such a miserable death method can be regarded as a cycle of cause and effect, and he is not happy with his retribution.

The masked men around him kept shaking their torches up and down, shouting excitedly: "The Lord of the Blood Soul Altar is mighty..."

Then they jumped around the blood mist, crazy and dancing like a group of demons, celebrating the victory of this battle...

In a side hall of "Huayu Villa", Shentu Huayu's old face, which was as pitted as dried orange peels, smiled like a flower blooming, and his pair of big mouse eyes narrowed into a line.

It's no wonder that he doesn't leave the house on weekdays, and his ugly face is really shameful.

Shentu Huayu was short in stature, just over 1.6 meters tall. Coupled with this ugly face, a concubine actually gave birth to a son Shentu Bao who was tall, handsome, and quick-thinking. He was very happy to have him in the clan.

In front of the elders, people often boast: "Leopard's intelligence is like mine! Handsome and delicate is like his mother! As for his figure, he got it by practicing martial arts! These are all my masterpieces. When I was here

On his mother’s belly, a fine seed is molded with precision and baked over a warm fire!”

As the saying goes, a dragon gives birth to a dragon and a phoenix gives birth to a phoenix, and a mouse's son can dig holes. It is really surprising that this proverb does not apply to him at all.

Although Shentu Huayu was very fond of him, he was born to a concubine after all. Therefore, his peers Shentu Xiongfeng used this to ridicule him and often laughed at Shentu Bao for being a commoner. This was the most intolerable topic for Shentu Bao, so the two had been fighting since childhood.

Now that they have grown up, they each have their own futures, but they do not interact with each other.

Lai Shulin, the manager whom Shentu Huayu relies on the most, has a wide circle of friends and is capable of both literary and military skills. He is the biggest contributor behind the scenes that truly elevates Shentu Huayu and makes him famous all over the world.

When Lai Shulin was young, she was unjustly imprisoned and tortured to the point of being transformed into a human being. By chance, her sister turned to Shentu Huayu for help, but Shentu Huayu was greedy for his beauty, so she spent a lot of money to rescue him.

Thanks to the gratitude, they became a family, and in just twenty years, Shentu Huayu became a powerful figure in the world.

At this moment, candles were brightly lit in the side hall. Shentu Huayu was sitting at the head, and the manager Lai Shulin was sitting beside him. There were six men in strange clothes sitting in the two rows on the left and right. At first glance, they were not from the mainland.

Two of them, an old man and a young man, were dressed in unique attire. They had thin hair, and the scars on their scalp could be vaguely seen. They were dressed in red robes, with their right shoulders exposed. At a glance, they knew they were monks from the southwest border.
Chapter completed!