What does Wei Hong want to do?

When Wei Hong came to the mansion that was slightly smaller than Zhenbeihou's mansion, which was a huge "Zhuo Mansion" that was worthy of being called, his eyes were extremely dark and he no longer dodged. Instead, he directly took off his hat, revealing his slightly pale face, with a smile on his face, and walked towards the gate with a big stalker.

"Stop, who are you?"

Just as Wei Hong entered the hundreds of gates of Zhuo Mansion, he was stopped by the guards. Looking at Wei Hong, a hint of arrogant expression appeared in his eyes and asked faintly.

"Look at me carefully, don't you really know me?" Wei Hong looked at the young guard in front of him, pointed at his face, and chuckled.

A look of doubt flashed across the young guard's face. When he saw Wei Hong's face, he suddenly remembered the notice posted by Zhenbeicheng. His face changed drastically. He pointed at Wei Hong and wanted to speak, but Wei Hong did not give him a chance.

Wei Hong's right hand suddenly became as fast as lightning, and he directly clamped the young guard's throat, exerting force. At the same time, he looked at the Zhuo family gate in the distance and threw the young guard's body towards the gate.

boom!

Although it was a hundred meters apart, Wei Hong's power was so powerful that he directly broke the gate. At the same time, Wei Hong used the Demon Peng Art one step and the distance of 100 meters was reached by him and directly arrived at the gate of Zhuo Mansion.

The abnormal movement here naturally alarmed the people who were still guarding. Several people looked at Wei Hong, and anger flashed across their faces: "Boy, you actually dare to come to my Zhuo family to cause trouble. Are you impatient to live?"

"Haha, yes, I'm just impatient."

Wei Hong looked at these people, obviously not in the mood to pay attention to these little shrimps. He punched gently with his right hand, as if he was not using his martial arts. Moreover, this punch was not fancy at all, and he just grabbed several people.

"Boy, you're looking for death."

"kill."

"Yes, throw him out."

Seeing that Wei Hong actually took action, anger flashed across the six guards' faces. At the same time, he used his strongest attack and made a move to take Wei Hong down. However, immediately afterwards, a look of horror flashed across the faces of the six people.

Because, when Wei Hong's fist was about to reach them, he suddenly stretched out his palm and grabbed the six of them with his five fingers. He thought that Wei Hong was dragging it out, but after this, the six of them had no chance to resist, so he was directly caught to death.

"At the level of Wuzong, an ordinary punch can also emit a powerful offensive, and this is just the beginning."

Wei Hong looked at the dead six people, and suddenly, the dantian particles flew out of their hands, quickly refining the six people. At the same time, he shouted in a deep voice: "Where are the people from the Zhuo family? Are they all dead clean?"

A slightly arrogant word came from Wei Hong's mouth. Immediately afterwards, Wei Hong punched the circular arch in the middle, and a strong murderous intent flashed on his face. The arch was directly shattered by Wei Hong.

"Who dares to come to my Zhuo family to act wildly?"

At this moment, a slightly old voice came out, and the Zhuo family members who were originally a little panicked regained their rationality with this voice. Wei Hong frowned slightly when he heard this voice, but he didn't take it to heart.

kill!

kill!

kill!

Wei Hong even ignored this voice. Recently, he has been hunted and fled, which made Wei Hong feel angry, especially since Wei Hong broke through to the first-class Wuzong. If he didn't vent, Wei Hong might go crazy.

"Since you are going to chase me, then I will come to the door and see who will be more cruel than who."

Wei Hong's face was flashing with a red look, and the five-point sword intention was displayed by Wei Hong. He looked at the Zhuo family members who were blocking him, without any sympathy and killed with one punch.

Puff! Puff! Puff!

Wei Hong, who walked less than a hundred meters from the main gate, had already killed a hundred people. His fists were extremely bloody and even turned into red fists because of the blows. At this time, some Zhuo family members saw Wei Hong as if they were killing gods and did not dare to step forward to stop them.

"You are so brave."

Just as Wei Hong was harvesting the corpse like a messenger from hell, suddenly, in the distance, an angry voice sounded like thunder. After the words came, a figure and a middle-aged man in a long robe came to Wei Hong's side in an instant.

Without a slight pause, the middle-aged man in the robe shouted angrily: "Thunder is angry."

With the angrily shout from the visitor, he could only see that he took three steps and a huge pit appeared on the ground with each step. As he took step by step, the aura of the middle-aged man in the robe was rapidly increasing. When he took three steps, his fists actually emitted a trace of golden light. At the same time, the sound of thunder surrounded Wei Hong, and the fist light blasted towards Wei Hong.

Bang!

Facing the blow of the middle-aged man in the robe, Wei Hong sneered. The strength of the third-grade martial artist wanted to force himself back? Wei Hong shouted softly: "Qinglong Fist."

With Wei Hong's whisper, the fist in his hand suddenly turned into dragon claws, but the sharp five claws suddenly released their clenched fists, and then grabbed the middle-aged man in the robe hard.

Snap!

After Wei Hong grabbed him, he clenched him violently. The middle-aged man in the robe was crushed by Wei Hong. He did not pause at all, and pulled him gently. At the same time, he shouted: "Get out of here."

After saying that, Wei Hong directly pulled the middle-aged man in the robe. Under his slightly painful face, Wei Hong kicked him away with a fierce kick. With Wei Hong's kick, he actually kicked the middle-aged man in the robe into pieces, and a blood mist fell on the ground.

Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah!

A series of shocked and angry eyes rang out. Although the middle-aged man, although he was only the Eighth Elder of the Zhuo family, his real strength could also resist the fifth or even the sixth grade of the martial artist. However, now he was directly defeated by the person in front of him in one move. At this time, the Zhuo family was alarmed.

Rumble!

Wei Hong's eyes were full of murderous intent, and he held Xie Tian tightly in his hand, and rushed towards Xie Tian frantically, with the light flashing. As Wei Hong's strength increased, the sword light between Xie Tian was sounded thunder and lightning. At this time, as Wei Hong cut down, the radius of dozens of meters was razed to the ground by Wei Hong.

There was a scream, but Wei Hong quickly used his footwork and walked towards the backyard of the Zhuo family. He believed that after such a fuss, the rest of the Zhuo family should have been alarmed. Killing the guards would not make the Zhuo family feel painful.

At this moment, Wei Hong suddenly grabbed a guard, looked at him, and asked lightly: "I'll ask you, where is the Zhuo family's ancestral hall?"

"Ah, what do you want to do?" When Wei Hong asked about this, the purple guard's face changed slightly, and showed a hint of fear, and asked in a voice.

Snap!

Wei Hong did not talk nonsense, and pulled off the right arm of the purple-clothed guard. He ignored his roar and asked with a smile: "I'll ask you again, where is the ancestral hall?"

Seeing Wei Hong's smile, the purple guard was so scared that he was scattered and murmured: "Just turn left in front, in that slightly magnificent tall building."

Bang!

Wei Hong slapped his palm gently, and Wei Hong slapped the head of the purple guard and smashed it like a watermelon. Then, he ran forward. This time, Wei Hong wanted to give the Zhuo family a profound lesson.

Swish! Swish! Swish!

Shortly after Wei Hong left, three figures ran out of the inner courtyard. Looking at the outer courtyard, there were dead bodies. They couldn't help but look extremely frightened. The slightly shorter old man in the middle looked at the tribe members who had fallen to the ground and asked, "How many people are coming to attack my Zhuo family?"

"Devil, he is not a human, he is a demon."

Obviously, the man in blue who was lying on the ground was scared to death, his eyes were filled with fear and he said in a daze.

Finally, when the three of them asked about the whole story, they couldn't help but gritted their teeth and said, "What a courage, one of them dared to provoke my Zhuo family."

"What did you say? He went towards the direction of the ancestral hall?" Suddenly, the thin old man on the left asked the other tribe members, his expression changed drastically, and he ran towards the ancestral hall without caring about anything else.

The other two people followed closely. If the Zhuo family's ancestral hall was destroyed, then they would probably have no face to be worthy of their ancestors.

Wei Hong went all the way, and as he fought along the way, Wei Hong's black clothes had already turned blood red, especially with blood dripping on his face. Naturally, these blood were not his, but the Zhuo family.

When I arrived at the ancestral hall, I looked at the buildings hundreds of meters high, especially a plaque hanging below, "Zhuo Family Ancestral Hall"

“It’s it.”

Looking at the ancestral hall in front of him, a smile appeared on the corner of Wei Hong's mouth, and then he saw Wei Hong roaring: "Over King Slay."

boom!

After the evil sky slashed, the golden sword light was taller than the building. It was actually from top to bottom, as if it was about to divide the Zhuo Family Ancestral Hall into two. After the violent collision, the building was intact, but Wei Hong involuntarily took a few steps back.

"Where did the rats come from? They dare to come to my Zhuo Family Ancestral Hall to make trouble."
Chapter completed!