impossible!

These dozen or so disciples teamed up to attack, even the few masters among Lu's seniors didn't have the confidence to take it hard.

Once hit by these dozens of wishful energy at the same time, it will hurt the tendons and bones at the slightest, and even kill you on the spot.

This is the fact that the Lu family has fought openly and secretly with various opponents in the past hundred years, and has proved it with countless blood and bones.

In front of this kid who was hunted down by the Wang family, what skills does he have besides his exaggerated muscles?

How could he block Ruyi Jin?

And it looks like nothing happened.

No signs of injury at all.

This is not reasonable!

Han never understood the minds of these enemies.

All he knew was that he was going to kill.

The opponent's repeated attacks and the bloody stimulation of killing several people one after another completely stimulated his bloodthirsty ferocity.

Han Jue's demeanor gradually went mad.

The five thunders turned into extreme hands launched!

Hands flow a variety of colors.

It looks extraordinarily mysterious.

After a few vertical jumps, Han Jue waved his hand and slashed at several Lu family disciples.

The color of the hands is a sharp golden color.

The five thunders turn into extreme hands to condense themselves by absorbing the energy of the five elements between heaven and earth.

The golden energy filled Han Jue's palms.

Turn his pair of iron palms into blades that are sharper than magic weapons.

Cutting gold and jade is no problem.

Two palms struck out like lightning.

The two disciples of the Lu family uttered a tragic howl that shocked the audience.

The two bodies seemed to be cut in half by a sharp blade.

Split in two from shoulder to waist.

The shattered viscera flowed out along with blood crazily.

Wang Yi and Lu Shu were so frightened that their faces turned pale.

"Damn it! Damned bastard!"

Lu Shu stared at Han Jue with a tone full of resentment.

He had thought the operation would be easy.

Turn in the errand to the old man after finishing as soon as possible to ask for a reward.

did not expect.

Not long after the two sides fought, many disciples of the Lu family died at the hands of each other.

Lu Shu looked at Han Jue from a distance like a hungry wolf and tiger rushing into the sheep.

A Lu family disciple fell under his iron palm.

Some bodies were cut open by golden palms.

Some were hit by red palms all over their bodies, and their bodies looked like coke.

Some were wet and glowing with a strange blue color.

"Damn it! Wang Yi, what method did that kid use?!"

Lu Shu felt his scalp go numb.

Wang Yi couldn't care less about him, he kept besieging the members of Wang's family to continue besieging Han Jue.

The situation is not good!

That guy's strength is dozens of times more terrifying than they imagined.

Han Jue used the five thunders to transform into extreme hands, and killed seven or eight disciples of the Lu family one after another with the five elements of gold, wood, water, fire, and earth.

These people are all horribly dead.

A small inn spy who was hiding nearby to record information was unfortunately affected.

It was trampled into a pile of meat by Han Jue.

"What a bunch of trash!"

Han Jue raised his bloody hands, and his eyes slowly swept over the faces of Wang Yi, Lu Shu and others.

Two-thirds of the more than 30 enemies who ambushed him died in less than 2 minutes.

The mercenary regiment was wiped out!

Lu Shu, who led the team, was the only one left in the Lu family.

Almost all members of the Wang family with surnames outside the family died.

On the contrary, Shuzimen is the team with the most complete personnel.

Seeing that there was nothing to be done, Chen Fan, a master of Shuzimen and Chen Jinkui's personal disciple, walked towards Han Jue.

"This brother! Listen to me!"

"My juniors and I are willing to withdraw from this operation, I promise we will not attack you again! Please allow us to leave!"

For him, it is far more important to preserve the incense for the Shuzimen than to work for the Wang family.

The opponent is too strong.

He has every reason to retreat.

And he believed that the other party would not reject him.

After all, compared to offending Chen Jinkui, the Ten Guys, letting these disciples survive is just a trivial matter.

Wang Yi heard Chen Fan's words not far away, and angrily jumped up and scolded his mother.

Han Jue calmly watched the young man who was walking toward him.

"I am Chen Fan from Shuzi Sect, and my master is Chen Jin..."

Chen Fan introduced himself with confidence.

Before he could finish speaking, a strong force pierced through his body with heart-piercing pain.

Chen Fan lowered his head with difficulty.

I saw a huge golden palm piercing through his chest.

A pair of eyes that were so indifferent that no emotion could be seen looked down at him from above, and his tone was bone-chillingly cold.

"idiot!"

Han Jue pulled his arm from Chen Fan's chest.

Are all Shuzimen such fools?

The battle has started!

Either you die or I die!

This stupid idiot actually thinks he will show mercy to them out of scruples or whatever?

It doesn't matter if he is Chen Jinkui's apprentice or a cat or a dog, as long as he dares to attack him, his end will be death.

As soon as Chen Fan died, Wang Yi and Lu Shu's heart sank.

The group of warlocks at the Shuzimen was even more chaotic.

"Brother... dead... dead?"

"What... what to do!"

No one told them the answer.

Because Han Jue's iron fist had already hit them.

The five thunderbolt hands and the powerful vajra legs bombed in turn.

Every time Han Jue made a move, a warlock fell down.

Some heads were kicked off, red and white things splashed everywhere.

Some bodies were torn apart, with stumps and broken arms scattered all over the ground.

The dark brown land was stained a shocking red by blood.

The scene was like Shura hell, bloody and terrifying!

"We are not opponents! Run away!"

In the blink of an eye, there were less than five people left in the menacing ambush team.

Lu Shuhun flew into the sky, turned around and ran away.

He didn't want to be buried with the Wang family.

Wang Yi's face was ashen.

Eyes go all over the place.

Until now, he still couldn't believe that the huge alien team he had assembled was defeated by the opponent without any effort.

escape?

Can you escape?

After Lu Shu and the other three died, Han Jue came to Wang Yi.

"Have you brought your phone?"

Wang Yi was dumbfounded!

What do you mean?

"Let me ask you, do you have your cell phone?"

Han Jue stretched out his hand to grab Wang Yi's neck with a grim expression on his face.

"Take it... take it, what do you want to do?"

Han Jue stared at him coldly and let go of his hand.

"That old tortoise Wang Ai called you, right? Come on, take your phone and dial a video for him!"

He wants to torture and kill Wang Yi in front of Wang Ai!

Let that old dog know that sooner or later he will face the same end.

Wang Yi is not a saint who regards death as home. Facing the threat of death, he tremblingly took out his mobile phone in a hurry and unlocked it under Han Jue's order.

Maybe the old man can save his life!

Han Jue glanced at the screen.

The signal is not particularly good.

But dialing a video is enough.

Han Jue opened the WeChat on Wang Yi's phone.

Find the contact with the note on the top as the old man.

The five fingers of his left hand slammed into Wang Yi's shoulder, ignoring his pain and howling, and slowly pressed Wang Ai's video call option with his right hand.

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