Chapter 751: Replace it!

When Cui Xichen's word "kill" fell to the ground, the battle began.

This is a cruel battle.

Bangbangbangbangbang—

Cui Xinnian led the Cui family's direct lineage to launch a tragic attack on the Song family's mansion, and the entrustment guards raised by the Song family in the Song family also organized a crazy counterattack.

One side is the regular iron armored army, and the other side is a well-known master.

The Song family guards have few people and are sophisticated, and each one can be as ten, hundreds, or even thousands. Many of them are famous legends in China.

The Wild Wolf Army was crowded with people. During the process of breaking through the walls and breaking the door, people were constantly chopped down and people kept making up. Each time one died, one person was compensated, and every ten people were killed, ten people were compensated. It was endless, as if it would never be killed completely.

Cui Xinnian also led the worshippers loyal to the Zhong family to lead the main force of the Song Mansion. Soon, the situation was tilted towards the Cui family's wild wolf army.

"Get out of the way—"

A wild wolf general threw out the mace weighing hundreds of kilograms in his hand and smashed it heavily on the vermilion door of the Song family mansion. With a loud crack, a huge hole was smashed in the middle of the door panel.

"Come again."

More than a dozen wild wolf generals gathered here, and shouted loudly, and smashed the mace in their hands.

Bang--

Under the impact of gravity, the entire door was blown away by those maces.

"kill."

Countless wild wolf troops waved their long grass and rushed towards the Song mansion.

This was once the forbidden area of ​​Tiandu, a place that even the West Wind Monarch could not easily step into.

Today, these barbaric soldiers and soldiers waving swords in their hands were rushed in.

"kill--"

Cui Xinnian killed a Song Mansion guard with one sword and shouted angrily at the wild wolf army under his command.

Bangbangbangbangbang—

The wild wolf army rushed into the Song family gate like a group of crazy wild wolf, but then calmed down in an instant, and then retreated step by step, as if there was a flood and beast in front of them.

Bang-

Bang-

Bang-

It was not until the last wild wolf army retreated that Song Zhongmou and others appeared at the dilapidated gate of the Song Mansion.

Song Zhongmou was wearing blood clothes and holding a long sword in his hand. It seemed that he had experienced a fierce battle just now.

Standing beside him were the guard forces composed of dozens of direct men from the Song family, including Gu Qinglin, Song Zhongyi, Song Wanqiu, and hundreds of Song family priests.

These people were holding long swords in their hands, their clothes were stained with blood, and they stared at the invading enemies at the door.

"Cui Xinnian, come out." Song Zhongmou shouted angrily.

Cui Xinnian fell from the sky, slowly walked to Song Zhongmou, bowed and said, "I have met Brother Zhongmou."

"Cui Xinnian, do you know what you are doing? This is how you treat your comrades and in-laws?" Song Zhongmou turned around and pointed to the big red lantern hanging on the eaves, and shouted angrily: "The red lantern has not been picked, the candle has not been extinguished, but the in-laws who are about to marry are facing each other, aren't you Cui afraid of being stabbed by someone?"

"Brother Zhongmou, why bother to get angry?" Cui Xinnian said with a wry smile: "Whenever there is a choice, we will not make this bad decision. People need shame, trees need bark, and puppies need flower coats. The Cui family also needs shame."

"Face? Where do you do this? Are you not afraid that your ancestors will jump out of the coffin and point at your nose and scold them?"

"So, we have no choice but to do anything—" Cui Xinnian sighed deeply and said, "The situation is like this. Either Song dies or I, Cui. For the sake of the lives of the whole clan, I, Cui Xinnian, was broken by someone?"

"This is the situation?" Song Zhongmou said angrily: "You and Song clan join forces, and even the position of kings can be reached - who can force you Cui clan? Just the little dragon? The little dragon will be slaughtered soon. At that time, how will you Cui clan explain to the people of the world?"

"Brother Zhongmou doesn't know anything--" Cui Xinnian glanced at Song Zhongmou in surprise. He didn't expect that the huge Song family would be so despairing. The news of Song Gudu's immortal understanding has not been conveyed yet.

Because they received the news of Song Gudu's immortal understanding, Cui quickly dispatched the Wild Wolf Army to the Song family's encirclement mansion. Could it be that man, he really had such a great way to surround Song's mansion so that it was difficult for mosquitoes to cross the water and could not be poured into it?

"What do you don't know?"

"The old god and immortal - he has already been enlightened." Cui Xinnian said.

"What?" Everyone in the Song family called out in shock.

"How is this possible? How is this possible?" Song Tao shouted angrily: "My grandfather is a god, how can he explain it to the immortal? You lie, you must be lying. My grandfather cannot die, no one can kill him-"

"That's right, don't listen to this man's nonsense. Cui doesn't have a good thing-"

"Cui Xinnian, aren't you afraid of retribution? Today, if you lead people to attack our Song Mansion, we will pay for the blood debt in another day—"—

Cui Xin sighed lightly and said, "The facts are all in front of you. Why are you still so obsessed with it? If it weren't for the old god and fairy understanding, how could I, Cui, be forced into a dead end?"

Although there were already speculations in my heart, when Song Zhongmou heard Cui Xinnian telling the news of the old god passing away in person, he still felt incredible.

The image of the old god and immortal has always been deeply rooted in the Song clan and even the entire sky. Who could imagine that the old god would be killed by others?

"Are you serious?"

"Did Brother Zhongmou have no guesses in his mind? I'm afraid he's known the truth long ago, but he just doesn't want to believe it?"

"Who is it? I don't believe that the only one little dragon - I don't believe that the dragon has such a way of being able to do it-"

"Of course it's not just that little dragon-" Cui Xinnian said.

"Where is there anyone else? That waste monarch?"

"King Hui has achieved his moral character and should not be so humiliated."

"Hahaha--" Song Zhongmou laughed wildly: "Cui Xinnian, I didn't expect that, I didn't expect that--You Cui family actually got on the broken ship of King Hui. Do you think that your Cui family and that useless king can destroy our Song family by joining forces? I tell you, this is impossible. It is absolutely impossible."

"That's all, please let Brother Zhongmou take care of himself." Cui Xinnian took a few steps back, then waved his hand and shouted, "Kill."

"Kill." Song Zhongmou shouted angrily, and rushed into the wild wolf soldiers first with his long sword in his hand.

"Kill." The Song clan members rushed over with their swords.

The sword is burning.

Blood is boiling.

In Tiandu City, Xuanwu Street once again became the Shura battlefield—

At the corner of the long street, Yan Bo looked at the bloody battle in the distance, sighed softly, and said, "We're a step late."

"The Cui family is naturally more active than us. Who told them to stand in the wrong team last time?" Yan Wuxia looked like she was doing nothing. "It seems that she can't fight anymore. I have nothing to do here, so I will go back to practice."

"Freeze--you don't want to finish this good show? The Thousand Years of Giant tribe, I didn't expect that there would be a day of collapse--this thing can't be seen every day. I'm afraid I'll regret it for life when I go back."

Yan Wuxia glanced at the scene of the fight again, sighed softly, and said, "Dynasties change, power change, which time hasn't been like this? It's just that who is smarter and whose fists are stronger - what's the difference?"

Yan Bolai looked at Yan Wuxia in surprise and said, "It seems that you have truly entered the Tao. If you can have such a state of mind, why can't you enter the dragon-slaying realm? But are you not curious at all? Who can kill Song Gudu? Could that little dragon's strength level is already so profound?"

"Who can there be someone besides that little dragon? If the national master of the Mauryan Dynasty took action personally, there would be a great chance - but we have received the news, isn't that national master still hosting the Nine Kingdom Conference in the Mauryan Dynasty-"

"The situation is extremely strange." Yan Bolai sighed softly: "If Xiangma hadn't sent us a creed, saying that the Lonely Immortal Explanation, and watching the changes - we are afraid that we don't know what happened. You said, where is Xiangma? Who is he doing things for? Does he know more than we know?"

"That's natural." Yan Wuxia's eyebrows and smiled a little, and he said, "So many younger generations of Yan's family, my favorite thing since childhood is Xiangma. This child's appearance is smart. He looks like a lot of things when he grows up. But a few years ago, he had no ambitions, walked his dog and chicken all day long, and had no right shape. So everyone ignored him. This time, after following you back from Jiangnan, his temperament has changed drastically, and his martial arts path has been much more hard than before. "

After a pause, Yan Wuxia's eyes became deep and cold, and she said in a deep voice: "This time, I'm afraid that Yan's family will take off, and it's just Xiangma."

"You mean?"

Yan Wuxia glanced at the high-walled courtyard of Song's family in the distance and said, "The situation has developed so far. Can't you see clearly? The Song family collapsed, and Cui took action - why Cui took action? It was to save the mistake of taking the team last time and to make up for the mistake. The old man from the Yan family immediately abandoned his comrades and draw a clear line between the Song family. This time, he personally used a knife to the Song family, and even his own wild wolf army sent out-"

"No matter how much hard work Cui made this time or how much success he achieved, it was just to ask for a way out for their Cui family. Who will get the greatest benefit when Song and Cui died and were injured?"

Yan Bolai was a pure conspirator and a speculator, and he was most keen on studying these power-making methods.

However, this time, there is no brother who has never been involved in court politics.

"Wuxia, what do you mean is that we, Yan, will replace us?"

"What's wrong?"

Yan Bolai felt a wildfire burning on his chest. He walked around the shadow of the long street and said, "Since that's the case, then we-what should we do?"

"Listen to the horse, and wait and see what changes."
Chapter completed!