The Return of the City’s Cultivation

Master Fengxian gave a burst of thunder, and the ground was thunderous, and a cold murderous intent appeared all over his body, making the entire hall slaughter.

"Big...Master..."

Everyone shuddered, facing Fengxian's murderous intent, all their hairs were erected, and they looked at him in shock and astonishment for a while, and took two steps subconsciously.

"Master, what do you mean? Didn't you get rid of the cold toxin for Ling'er? I got the money, so why bother to this point." Old man Hong stood there tremblingly, and he was the only one who said something in the room.

Fengxian laughed. This cold and indifferent laugh made everyone's heart sink.

"Do you think that ten million dollars can make me run to China and treat a young lady?"

"You Chinese are really stupid and ignorant!"

The corner of his mouth twitched, no longer concealing his lewd smile, he suddenly raised his hand to Hong Ling'er, like a beast that chooses people and eats away.

"Get rid of cold poison? How can I be willing?"

"She has a pure yin physique, there is no one in all, what I want is hers!"

Hong Linger's face paled, her whole body trembled, and she screamed, like a frightened rabbit, hiding behind the old man Hong and Hong Wenchang, and she inadvertently swept Ye Tian to see him sitting there in time. Looks like, somehow, my heart lightened slightly, but then it dimmed, shaking his head and sighing leisurely.

"Hey, what am I expecting, he can't save me!"

When Grandpa Hong heard this, his anger was wide and his lips trembled: "You mean, you didn't get rid of the cold toxin for Ling'er at all?"

"Then what was the black air just now? What did you do to Ling'er?" The old man roared.

Fengxian raised his brows, looked at Hong Ling'er's attractive figure with beaming eyes, and licked his lips with his tongue: "I just planted a soul-attracting spell. Twenty-four hours later, the spell Ten percent in her body, she is my puppet, and it's useless if you stop!"

The old man furiously attacked his heart, pointed at him trembling constantly, his head was dizzy, and his body fell back. Everyone exclaimed and hurriedly supported him.

Hong Wenchang guarded his daughter behind him. His body was like a javelin. He was humbled before. His eyebrows were cold. The spirit of the underground boss of Yingzhou broke out, and he looked at Fengxian fearlessly: "The Hong family has no grievances with you. , Why are you killing Ling'er?"

"Ha, I can't harm you if I have no grievances or hatreds? What is your logic!"

Fengxian was disdainful of this statement, curled his lips, and said: "With the help of his pure Yin physique, I will be able to hold the curse and break into the Tao. This is enough reason!"

Although everyone didn't know exactly what "mantra" and "entertainment" were, Fengxian wanted to take Hong Ling'er away. It was definitely not a good thing.

Hong Wenchang said: "Although you have the means to communicate with God, do you think it is that simple to take my daughter away in Yingzhou?"

"With a call from me, within ten minutes, hundreds of people will come here!"

Hong Wenchang became more confident as he spoke, and finally a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, which gave him a sense of control over the situation.

"Even if you can block hundreds of people, can you block hundreds of guns?"

These words caused a great shock to everyone, and the fear of Master Fengxian slowly faded. Yes, no matter how powerful he is, a bullet and a hole in his body are immediately reimbursed here, and they can't help but yell at Fengxian. There is no fear at all.

Most of them are people who follow Hong Wenchang. They have been smashed by a sea of ​​blood, and even if they stomped, they had to shake the underground world of Yingzhou. At this moment, the exit, that kind of sturdy murderousness, ordinary people stand in front of them and start to scare them. The legs are soft.

Hong Ling'er was no longer so scared, and walked out from behind Hong Wenchang, the seductive curve of the tight-fitting skirt gave her a touch of heroism in addition to being sexy. She was horrified just now, and almost forgot her identity as the pearl of the Hong family. What does the Hong family represent? That is an unshakable force. Not to mention the entire Yingzhou, even in South China, it is also a famous family.

Hong Linger glanced at Ye Tian intentionally or unintentionally, and shook his head disapprovingly, seeing him still sitting there.

"Although Ye Tian is also a master, it is nothing compared to Fengxian's methods."

"He is too young to experience these scenes. I'm afraid he is too scared to move."

"Well, with such courage and courage, it is impossible to achieve anything in the future."

Hong Ling'er was only disappointed with Ye Tian before, but now she looks down on him a little bit.

Elder Hong followed Hong Ling'er's gaze and saw Ye Tian, ​​his grandson and grandson had the same ideas. He sighed long, and both of them returned their gazes. From this moment on, Ye Tian was no longer in their hearts.

Ye Tian was not enough to be included in the sight of the Hong family.

Faced with a rant and murderous look, Fengxian didn't change his face, but with a smile on his face. He said unhurriedly: "Hong Wenchang, ten minutes is too much, you guys, three minutes is enough."

He shook his head at the four big guys from left to right, and the four bear-like bodies immediately swayed out, and stood in front of the crowd. The smile on his face was extremely cruel, and he was making a provocative hook at the crowd, as if It's just playing a game now.

When everyone saw that it was not Fengxian who did the work, their hearts were mostly stabilized. Although the man in front of them was majestic and mighty, but they had killed them all their lives. They understood that the quality of their skills was not whether they were strong or not. They also had full confidence in their skills. Many bear-like characters have fallen under their feet and wailed, and they couldn’t beat them. They took the bench, took the machete, and talked about the starter. These desperate figures in Yingzhou have grown up and are afraid of who will come, plus There are only four people in front of him, they are two to one, and they are even more fearless.

As soon as everyone stood up, the four strong men rushed out, and the running wind sounded "Hula La" in the living room.

The four people smashed into the crowd. In their horrified eyes, it was like a violent wind, and their fists and feet danced into a ball of shadows. The crowd only felt that there was a flower in front of them, but they did not react to anything, and their bodies followed and flew out.

In just a few seconds, except for Mr. Hong and Hong Ling's father and daughter, the others lay on the ground and groaned. Some of their chests collapsed, apparently they had broken several ribs, and some of their arms or legs were broken. No one was there. When they could get up again, everyone looked at the four big men, and their hearts trembled. These are four murderous machines.

Ye Tian was slightly surprised, and couldn't help but lift up.

"Unexpectedly, these four big men have almost reached the level of vigor, and that one can beat three sons like ten or eight. Not to mention these people in the house, even if they come to the 100th, they will not be enough to fight."

"I'll talk for three minutes. Look, my little brothers seem to be unhappy with what I said. When they get angry, they will get you all done in a few seconds." Fengxian pretended to shrug his shoulders helplessly, and said with an exaggerated expression. His pride and arrogance are undoubtedly obvious.

One of the guys from the Hong family was extraordinarily brave, vomiting blood and got up and punched.

Upon seeing this, the brawny sneered, dodged, and twisted his neck with his hands. With a "click", his neck was twisted 180 degrees, his eyes burst, and he couldn't squint.

Everyone screamed in pain, and fire spurted out of their eyes.

Ye Tian was stunned. He didn't expect that these people would kill people like chickens. Without hesitation, a cloud of anger in his heart ignited.

Old man Hong's face was pale, as if he was a few seconds older and his body was a little bit more rickety, but he stepped forward, shielding all the wind and rain, and shouted: "If you want to take Ling'er away, step on my corpse first. past!"

Hong Wenchang also stood shoulder to shoulder with the old man. Seeing that they had killed his brother, he angered Fengxian and said, "Dog stuff, you have the ability to kill all the people here!"

"I look down on our Chinese people and humiliate me, your uncle, I have tolerated you for a long time, so I just have a breath left and I have to bite off a piece of your meat!"

"The grass mud horse, want to take Ling'er away, you are dreaming!"

He roared loudly, making the whole villa hum.

Tears flickered in the eyes of the old man who lived in the army. "Second child, you have lost me for a lifetime. Today, it will increase the momentum of my country. Good son. Don’t fight and kill again in the future." Thing."

Hong Wenchang bowed deeply to the old man. He knew that the old man had always been angry with his identity. This Yingzhou underground boss cried out all of a sudden and said: "Dad, I have made you **** for so many years... …" I can't speak anymore.

They all know that things can hardly be good, and they will stay here for almost all of their lives. They are all sad. The three grandparents supported each other, and the tears flowed incessantly, but their eyes were firm and unshakable.

Fengxian laughed as he watched: "You Chinese people always make these meaningless sacrifices. You are stupid to death. You kneel down and kowtow, and I will spare your lives. Isn't that great!"

Hong Wenchang stepped forward, like a hunting banner: "Knocking? Are you worthy of making my Chinese kowtow?"

"I'll knock you Gobi!"

He suddenly shouted at the big man who was lying on the ground with a broken tendon: "Brothers!"

"Yes!" The crowd lay on the ground, but they were still like tigers, shouting in unison without fear.

"Do you kowtow to him?"

"Knock him on the Gobi!"

"Do you regret dying here?"

"No regrets!"

"Kill the last time with me, okay?"

"it is good!"

In a simple conversation, the imposing manner of seeing death at home almost broke through the roof of the villa.

The person lying on the ground, who can stand up, picks up the handy things, slams one arm and slays them without fear of death, and if the leg is broken, he crawls over with his hands and hugs the thigh of the strong man. Just bite.

"Ling'er, run!"

Hong Wenchang shouted, suddenly got up and rushed towards Fengxian.

Ling'er didn't move, tears rained down, she didn't want to go, she would die here even if she died, but Grandpa Hong suddenly turned her head and said incontrovertibly: "You must go."

"Do you want these people to die here in vain?"

The one Hong Ling'er respected most in her life was her grandfather. She knew that her grandfather's words must be correct. Seeing the situation in front of her, Hong Ling'er covered her mouth to keep herself from crying, turned and ran to the door.

The four big men instantly knocked down the "remnant defeated generals" who counterattacked. The Chinese man lay on the ground, not knowing whether he was alive or dead, and couldn't move a finger. But some people still grabbed the big man with their hands, and the big man broke their fingers. Then they separated. But these Chinese The man, but he didn't make a pit.

Hong Wenchang rushed forward, only to face him, he was pounded into a shrimp by Fengxian and hooked on the ground.

Fengxian stepped on his face with his foot and said contemptuously: "You don't even have the qualifications to die in my hands!"

Hong Wenchang could hardly speak, and he still bounced out word by word: "Fuck you!"

Of all the people present, only Father Hong stood. His old body was like a high mountain, blocking the door.

Master Fengxian didn't even look at the old man. He crossed him and looked at Hong Ling'er. Seeing Hong Ling'er running out of the villa door, not only was he not anxious, but he smiled calmly, and followed his right hand sword to a flower. , Murmured something in his mouth, and then he shouted: "Go!" The sound was not loud, but it sounded in everyone's heart, with a kind of evil magic power that entered people's hearts.

Several yin winds suddenly emerged. In the scorching summer, the whole villa was so cold that people got goosebumps all over, and a few babysitters even quivered their teeth. This is a kind of cold that makes people feel cold. As a humanoid ghost, he screamed horribly and fluttered out of the villa in the blink of an eye.

When several nurses saw these ghosts, they yelled, "Ghost", and collapsed on the ground. One of them was really unhelpful and fainted.

Seeing this scene, Ye Tian's eyes suddenly narrowed.

"This……"

The father and son of the Hong family, a character who came out of a rain of bullets, and a hero fighting in a sea of ​​blood, both regarded life and death as nothing. However, seeing this scene, the two stared in horror, and everything that happened before them was beyond. Their cognition suddenly felt a sense of weakness.

But for a minute or two, Hong Ling'er was framed by a few ghosts, half floating in the air, shaking all over, and returning to the villa with a bloodless face.

The ghost threw her body at the feet of Master Fengxian, her body turned into a gust of wind, and it disappeared from his cuffs. The whole villa seemed to have returned from the darkness to the bright universe, from the harsh winter to the warm spring.

Hong Ling'er trembled all over, without a trace of blood on her face. Seeing her father stepped on her feet, his old grandfather, and Fengxian with a cruel and wicked smile, her heart was desperate.

The Hong family father and son shed muddy old tears. At this moment, they can't do anything.

Master Fengxian sneered again and again, looked at the people lying all over the floor, and said disdainfully: "Chinese, sick man!"

He shouted to the four big guys: "Do it, don't keep one!"

However, at this time, a voice sounded, making everyone present tremble.

"He who insults my Chinese nation, die!"