Plunder life and carve out an invincible path

He is Zhou Qiuyi!

He rose from obscurity and became famous in middle age. He can be said to be a late bloomer, but he is still full of vigor and vitality!

He founded a fishing business and once overpowered the He family.

He is so proud that he has never asked for help from others.

It's a pity that he is old and his strength is 70% or 80% gone!

But he is unwilling!

He doesn't want to see the hard work he has spent half his life turning into ashes.

He watched with his own eyes that the huge foundation he created was about to be destroyed.

Although human power will eventually be exhausted, but when it is exhausted.

Even if he is torn to pieces and his soul is scattered, he will leave a trace of fire!

"Let them go?"

The two old masters of the He family approached again, with a playful look in their eyes, and sneered,

"Zhou Qiuyi, are you getting old and going backwards as you grow older?

Do you think this is possible?

Listen to what you said, don't you think it's ridiculous?"

"Ah!!!"

The fisherman sighed again, and a trace of sadness flashed in his eyes.

"It seems that there is no way to end it peacefully!"

An even more terrifying anger rose from him again!

His white hair fluttered!

His robes fluttered, moving without wind!

The blood knife in his hand clanged and hummed, with clear lines and becoming more and more scarlet!

It was as if there was a spirit in the knife.

A sharp edge that could destroy everything was revealed!

Seeing the fisherman rushing over!

The two old masters of the He family were awed and secretly alert.

Looking at that look, it seemed that he was going to fight to the death!

After the two looked at each other!

On the left and on the right, the black iron blood was swirling, and it turned into a pair of iron palms that slapped out together!

Unexpectedly!

The fisherman paused, and suddenly turned around to avoid the attack of the two.

Then he ran to the other side!

With a horizontal slash of blood, a He family warrior was cut in half on the spot.

"Jin'er, break out!"

Seeing the fisherman rushing towards him with great momentum!

The two bone-tempering warriors who were struggling to besiege the chief steward Zhao Jin!

His face turned green instantly!

How dare he continue to move forward, he immediately hid back, not daring to compete with him at all.

"Zhou Qiuyi, you have no martial ethics!"

"You are shameless to bully the weak with your bigness!"

Seeing this, the old patriarch of the He family was stunned at first, and then he jumped up like thunder and cursed!

He hurriedly chased after him!

The fisherman turned a deaf ear to him, holding a bloody knife in his hand, and ran, killing people and horses!

The warriors of both forces were forced to retreat.

No one dared to step forward!

"Hurry!!!"

"Okay, old man... you, take care of yourself!"

A trace of grief flashed across the eyes of the chief steward, but his expression soon became firm.

"Those who can still move, follow me quickly!"

He waved his hand, took the lead, and showed his cultivation to the fullest, clearing the way for everyone.

"You go, I'll cover the rear!"

In the back, Liu Sheng was covered in blood, his body was tall, and his arms full of scars were raised high!

He shouted loudly!

In each hand, he held an eight-petal golden melon hammer, which was as big as an adult's head!

Each weighed more than a hundred pounds!

When waving it, it was as powerful as a tiger, and the momentum was quite terrifying.

"Father..."

Liu Zhanpeng clenched his hands tightly, tears in his eyes, and was among the fleeing disciples of the fishing line!

At this time, he had already broken through to the skin grinding realm!

He became a real warrior!

But what's the use of this!

In front of a more powerful warrior, he is still like an ant, useless!

At best, he is just a little bigger!

Liu Sheng waved the golden hammer in his hand, blocking the back and fighting bravely.

As if he heard the sound, he glanced at Liu Zhanpeng several times and saw that Liu Zhanpeng wanted to rush out

He couldn't help but yelled!

"Get out!"

"Dafeng, hold him, take him away!"

"Brother Zhanpeng, let's go... hurry up, if we don't leave, it will be too late!"

Jiang Dafeng grabbed Liu Zhanpeng's arm and said anxiously.

Jiang Sanxi and Jiang Fu were also there.

There were bloodstains all over his body, but fortunately, they were just minor injuries, not serious!

Speaking of which!

This was all thanks to Liu Sheng, who found them in the chaos and asked Liu Zhanpeng to help protect them.

Otherwise!

As three ordinary people with no cultivation, who were not even proficient in boxing and kicking!

I'm afraid they wouldn't be alive until now!

It's a pity for Uncle Fu who helped them before, he's dead...

In the chaos just now, he was met by a disciple of the He family and killed with a knife.

"I don't know how Xiao Yi is doing?"

"I hope God can bless him, I hope he can be safe and escape as soon as possible!"

"There are not many people in our Jiangjia Village..."

Jiang Dafeng showed a deep worry, but he was powerless.

He could only pray secretly.

The old patriarch of the He family surrounded him again,The fisherman had no choice but to go up to them.

He had given them a ray of hope!

He tried his best!

As for how many people could survive, that was as many as they could!

Even if only a few of them escaped, he would be satisfied.

Seeing that a group of fishermen had already rushed out of the courtyard!

The fisherman no longer hesitated!

He directly burned the blood in his body, fighting one against two, and tried his best to hold the two people back.

"Big Deacon, I'll help you!"

The second deacon Han Tong was covered in blood, holding a three-foot green sword in his hand, and ran towards Zhao Jin's direction!

The big deacon nodded!

Just as he was about to respond, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his chest!

He looked down!

It was a section of the sword body, inserted from his back, piercing his chest.

The tip of the sword came out of the barrel!

The cold light was cold and sharp, and there was no blood on it!

It was a rare magic weapon!

"You..."

Zhao Jin staggered a few times!

At first he was a little bit unbelievable, then his face was furious and murderous!

He endured the pain, turned around suddenly, raised his hand and slapped.

Unexpectedly, Han Tong was prepared!

After the attack, he quickly retreated and dodged early!

"Han Tong, you traitor!"

Such a change attracted the attention of everyone, especially the fishing side, who were stunned!

What happened?

The second deacon, he betrayed?

He also stabbed the chief deacon in the back!

"Hahaha, how about it? Are you surprised or surprised?"

Looking at Zhao Jin's seriously injured and embarrassed appearance, the current head of the He family laughed!

"You are doomed to be unable to escape!"

Han Tong, who was standing far away, couldn't help but curl his lips and said contemptuously,

"Traitor? Where did the traitor come from?"

"You are wrong, Great Deacon, is there a possibility that I am originally from the He family..."

The look seemed to be saying:

He showed his cards!

He, Han Tong, is an undercover!

He has been sleeping on straw and eating bitter food for more than ten years, and today he finally has a place to use his skills!

"Han Tong, stop talking nonsense, all these people, kill them all for this family master!

No one can be left alive!"

"Yes, family master!"

Hearing the order of the He family, Han Tong did not hesitate at all and responded directly!

Then, he looked at the people in front of him!

Full of teasing!

The look was like looking at a group of dying lambs.

Suddenly!

He seemed to see something and stared at one person!

"Son of Liu Sheng, you are here!"

"Okay, okay!"

"In the fishing business, your father always opposes me, so let's start with you!"

"Kill you, and then take your head and show it to your father.

I am looking forward to what kind of expression he will have!

Hahaha..."