Chapter 448

He was directly killed by Li Ao with one fist and one palm. The blood all over the ground surprised everyone.

The Wang family and the Li family all look at Li Ao. Wang Yuan's sword is too fast. They don't think it's powerful at all, but Li Ao's hand is different. They have seen those poisonous animals. Small insects look more terrible than tigers, not to mention these have become elite.

It's like this. He was punched and slapped by this man, killed and torn. The head of the Wang family and the head of the Li family met. This strong man has long looked familiar. If he shrinks his size and looks at his eyebrows and eyes, this is the boy Li Ao!

"Yes, it's you bastard!" the leader of the Li family clapped his hands and finally confirmed it. Li Ao grinned at his father, but the smile looked terrible under his size and covered with blood. At the moment, the two hundred insect forest disciples were weak and wanted to run, but Wang Yuan still blocked behind him with a sword.

There is a wolf before and a tiger after. They never thought that they were just an ordinary mortal family. How could such a figure appear!

"Dad, I didn't bring any gifts when I came back this time. I'll shoot these two beasts to help you have fun!" a little star appeared on Li Ao's arm. The two hundred insects forest were even more heartbroken. This is not a level at all. What great opportunity happened to the five lingzong? Why didn't there be any famous friars a few years ago, In a short time, the strength was so abnormal, especially the one holding the sword. They even doubted whether the eldest martial brother of Baichong forest was an opponent compared with him.

"Don't you dare! We are the disciples of the hundred insect forest. There is a sea expansion elder sitting in the array thousands of miles away. If you dare to kill me, there must be a sea expansion friar to kill your whole family!"

"Riding on a horse!" Li Ao's temper has become bad since he practiced Xingfeng skill. He slapped it directly and heard a bang. The man's chin was directly smashed and half of his face was broken. He could even see the brain marrow and died on the spot.

This scene made the last person's legs soft and paralyzed on the ground. There was a pee Sao between his trouser legs. He was scared to pee his pants directly and couldn't stop kowtowing on the ground: "spare your life, adults. I'm just an ordinary little disciple. He did all this. It has nothing to do with me!"

The man pointed to the Baichong forest disciple whose hands and feet had been cut off. He had no fighting spirit at all. The man was also eager to crack his eyes, but the pain in his body made him speechless.

People around looked at each other. The man died miserably, but no one would pity him. If Wang Yuan didn't come, the two families might have fallen into a pool of blood later.

Naturally, Li Ao would not let him go. He wanted to hit him again. But Wang Yuan said at the moment, "don't kill him first."

Li Ao gave a fist. He always agreed with Wang Yuan's words. The disciple of Baichong forest looked pale and was no different from the dead. He thought it was a narrow escape from death and couldn't help kowtowing: "thank you, sir. Thank you for not killing..."

Before he finished his words, Wang Yuan cut his Dantian with a sword. The sword intention swept away and directly destroyed his whole Dantian. As soon as the monk Dantian was broken, it proved that all accomplishments were lost and there was no chance to practice again.

It's more difficult to accept a friar whose accomplishments have been abolished than to kill him.

"You, you!" the man's face was gray and his eyes were again hazy. It was vicious, but the next moment he was stunned by Li Ao's slap. He might not have a chance to say the following words in his life.

Wang Yuan looked at another Baichong forest disciple who had his hands and feet cut off. The latter struggled and said, "you can't... Abolish my cultivation, otherwise I won't let you go as a ghost!"

Wang Yuan's face was expressionless and fell with a sword. He directly cut off his elixir field and felt the laxity of cultivation. This man was full of despair. He could no longer bear the double-layer pressure of physical and psychological, and he fainted.

Li Ao slapped his hands on one side and regretfully put down his hands.

Wang Ruolan has come to the old clan who broke his arm and asked him to take the pill and help him recover with Yingfeng skill. The old clan is old and it is impossible to recover from the broken arm, but his life is fine.

"Unfilial son Wang Yuan, meet all the elders!"

When everything was settled, the three of Wang Yuan knelt down to the crowd. It was three years since they left. They encountered such a situation when they returned. If it was late, the three would never forgive themselves in their life.

"Children, what is this? Get up quickly." several of the oldest ethnic elders are now full of tears, which is the helplessness of their old strength and the joy of the growth of future generations.

The head of the Wang family came and patted Wang Yuan's body. The man who had been the head of the family for many years and was used to seeing life and death was also wet in his eyes at the moment: "good! Good!"

After two good words in a row, a man who controls the big family even choked. The great pressure he has been bearing these days seems to slow down for a moment. They exchanged greetings for a moment. Wang Yuan and Li family leaders talked alone in the living room.

Now the crisis of the two families has not been lifted, and the deaths of the three disciples can not be concealed for long. It will be sooner or later for baichonglin to send sea expanding friars.

"Uncle Li, together with Li Ao, you can bring all the people of the Li family as soon as possible. The hundred insect forest will retaliate. I am sure to support them until they dare to come." Wang Yuan made a simple analysis of the situation, and the two clan chiefs looked more and more heavy.

Without delay, Li Ao immediately went with the leader of the Li family. Wang Ruolan went to see several injured friars in the group. Wang Yuan and his father were left in the hall.

The head of the Wang family looked at his familiar and strange son and couldn't help sighing. It wouldn't be long for three years, but the changes had been too great. He originally asked Wang Yuan to practice because of his illness. Instead of waiting for the illness, he might as well practice and fight for opportunities.

Now, at first glance, there is nothing wrong with this choice.

Just knowing that his son is not like his father, Wang Yuan has always been very calm, but the more so, he feels that his son's words are full of farewell.

"Yuan'er, tell your father truthfully that you are really sure to delay until support comes?"

Wang Yuan tightened his sword in his arms, took a deep breath, and resolutely looked at his father: "father, there is no way back."

"If you were alive, we wouldn't have lived for many years. As long as you and Lan'er were alive, our family would still have hope!" the head of the Wang family changed his face. He really couldn't see the scene of white haired people sending black haired people.

Wang Yuan didn't know the meaning of his father's words. He looked far away. Far away, there was a beautiful shadow. He was desperate and even burned his blood essence in order to speed up.

Wang Yuan's eyes flashed a touch of depth, which was unspeakable.

"Father, I'm a little sure that my son has grown up."

Looking at his son's firm eyes, the head of the Wang family seemed to be really old. His always tall and straight body collapsed slightly, but he smiled inexplicably.

He patted Wang Yuan on the shoulder: "grown up..."