Poor monk is awesome

Chapter 128 Marquis of Yunzhou

The old man of the Huang family just wanted to teach the two of them a lesson, and when he heard the two begging for mercy, he immediately withdrew his coercion.

Immortal Changsheng and Yin Luo Sanren both heaved a sigh of relief when the coercion disappeared, and quickly stood up to feed their disciples the elixir.

At this moment, a coercion that was not lost to the old man of the Huang family directly covered the entire hall.

Fortunately, Jiu Jie and Shao Yingjie had not withdrawn their methods of resisting the pressure, and each helped Huang Tianci and Hu Banshan resist the pressure. Otherwise, Hu Banshan and Huang Tianci would have been seriously injured under this sudden pressure.

The old man of the Huang family looked at the red-haired young man sitting high on the couch in the depths of the hall.

The red-haired young man stood up, looking directly at the old man of the Huang family, his long red hair was windless and automatic.

All the people in the hall were under coercion. Although the six old men didn't know what the red-haired young man was doing, they had long been familiar with the prince's moodiness, and silently protected the disciples behind them.

Poor Yinluo Sanren and Changsheng Daoist, with their elementary cultivation bases, couldn't protect their disciples in this hall.

Those two youths had just recovered from the coercion of the old man of the Huang family. At this moment, they were under the coercion of the red-haired youth. The two youths spewed out a mouthful of blood at the same time, and then poured the healing medicine that had just been stuffed into their mouths. Spray it out together.

Yinluo Sanren and Changsheng Daoist had ugly faces, they didn't understand what Lord Hou meant, but they dared not speak out, and they didn't even dare to show a trace of anger on their faces.

The two quickly used their spiritual power to protect their disciples' meridians and Dantian to prevent them from being damaged under pressure.This is the only thing they dare to do and can do at present.

Around the red-haired young man, the four Nascent Soul female cultivators in red palace attire were also crushed to kneel on the ground at this moment, trembling all over.

"Shen You! You devil, you bastard!"

And the group of kneeling people in the center of the hall, except for the strongest black-robed old man, were all pressed down by the coercion. The woman behind the black-robed old man screamed terribly, and the woman next to the woman The eyes of the middle-aged man also turned red.

At this moment, under the woman's body, the baby that was originally held in her arms exploded into a ball of blood and mud under this terrifying pressure. Blood spots splashed on the woman's face and body, and on the middle-aged man's body. The man's face and body were splashed on the back of the old man in black robe kneeling at the front.

"Noisy!" The red-haired young man glanced at the woman coldly, the woman's voice stopped abruptly, a line of blood appeared in the woman's throat, and the blood line expanded rapidly, the woman's eyes were wide open, and her mouth was wide open. Unable to make a sound, the woman's head rolled down, and Xiuwan's face was still full of madness that was extremely sad.

Blood gushed out from the woman's neck, and sprinkled on the surrounding people who were lying on the ground under coercion.

The leg bones of a little girl in black were distorted under the pressure. She was covered in blood, her face was pale but she didn't dare to cry out. The young parents lying next to him were also seriously injured, unable to move under the pressure. The color of sorrow and resentment.

In this group of people, the young and strong are barely able to support themselves, while the younger and older ones are already on the verge of death, and their lives will not be long.

The black-robed old man kneeling in front of him trembled and burst into tears.

Behind the old man, the middle-aged man in black robe, who was lying on the ground under pressure, looked at the woman whose head was missing, tears streaming down his eyes, and suddenly laughed miserably, and reluctantly raised his head to look at the red-haired young man above who was almost ignoring them, with a trembling voice. With grief and indignation, he shouted:

"Excuse me, Lord Hou... what did our Zhou family do wrong!"

A hint of impatience flashed in the red-haired youth's eyes.

"Don't! Lord Hou, don't!" The black-robed old man kneeling at the very front shouted hastily, his aged voice full of sadness.

However, the middle-aged man's head flew up, and amidst the splash of blood, the middle-aged man's head rolled to the ground and rolled to the side of the woman's head, with a hint of relief on his face.

The faces of the six old men around were indifferent, and some of the disciples behind them looked indifferent, while others showed disdain and disgust in their eyes.

At this moment, the old man of the Huang family also looked indifferent, but frowned slightly and looked at the red-haired young man, not knowing what this lunatic Lord Hou meant by doing this.

Jiu Jie, Huang Tianci, Shao Yingjie, and Hu Banshan were protected by the coercion released by the old man of the Huang family.

Jiu Jie didn't know what mistakes were made by the men, women and children lying on the ground, but looking at the red-haired Lord Hou, Jiu Jie felt inexplicably uncomfortable in his heart.

He felt that Lord Hou looked a little familiar to him, but he knew that it was absolutely impossible for him to have contacted him before.

An inexplicable feeling filled Jiu Jie's heart, and the more he looked at this Lord Hou, the more he disliked him.

"What did your Zhou family do wrong? Hehe" the red-haired young man lowered his head to look at the middle-aged man's head, then turned his gaze to the black-robed old man with ashen face, and kicked the handle that broke in two. The blood-red broken sword smiled cruelly:
"The sword that your Zhou family presented to Benhou is so useless. Benhou just tried two swords at random. This rotten sword broke so easily."

"If your Zhou family's sword is half as good as the Huang family's, I won't be so disappointed." The blood-red eyes of the red-haired young man looked at the calm-faced old man of the Huang family at the door of the palace below.

"This sword is the family heirloom sword of my Zhou family. I dedicate it to Master Hou only in the hope that I can serve him. My Zhou family is loyal. Even if Master Hou doesn't like the sword of my Zhou family, he can expel us. Why do you want to use it?" Killer, why, Lord Marquis!" The black-robed old man burst into tears, regretting in his heart, regretting that he was greedy, did not listen to the advice of his son and daughter-in-law, and wanted to leave his ancestral land and cling to the well-known Yunzhou Marquis.

How do you know that the name of a virtuous man is false, and wealth is hard to find, but now he has fallen into such a field.

The death of his son and daughter-in-law aroused the desire to die in the heart of the always timid old man in black.

When a person is not even afraid of death, he will dare to do many things that he did not dare to do before.

For example, he roared and questioned the Marquis of Yunzhou, for example, he stood up and walked towards the blood-red long-haired young man step by step.

The old man in black robe looked directly at the tall red-haired young man, and said in a sad voice: "My Zhou family is an ancient family. It has been reduced to this point for tens of thousands of years. It is my incompetent family head of the younger generation. Today, the Zhou family will be destroyed by me, and I will stand upright even if I die. spine."

"Shen You, you are tyrannical and impermanent. You are not as good as an animal. My Zhou family suffers innocently. Even if you turn into a ghost of the Nine Netherworld, I will curse you. You will be punished by the heavens in the future, and you will die without a place to die!" the black-robed old man yelled mournfully , a chaotic and violent breath erupted from him.

The faces of the six elders in the hall were indifferent, and they used all kinds of methods to protect their disciples. The old man of the Huang family waved his hand and appeared an aura shield to protect the four of Jiujie.

"Presumptuous, dare to be rude to Lord Hou!"

After Changsheng Daoist and Yin Luosanren protected their disciples, they shot directly at the black-robed old man, and with one finger and one claw, they brought out a phantom of Yin-Yang Taiji and a phantom of an evil ghost's head in the hall as if they could trigger the sky Pounce on the old man in black robe.

The black-robed old man was burning his soul and blood, and a phantom of a red long sword appeared above the old man's head.

At the same time, the two red broken swords under the feet of the red-haired young Yunzhou Hou Chenyou trembled and wailed, flew up from the ground, turned into two red lights and merged into the phantom above the head of the black-robed old man.

"Hahahahahaha, cultivation is to change one's destiny against the will of heaven. Only trash like you will be afraid of divine punishment. This is why you will always be trash." Yunzhou Hou Chenyou laughed as if he had heard the biggest joke in the world. stand up.

(End of this chapter)