Chapter 592

He is no one else.

It's the knife!

Zu qianjue suddenly remembered that Dao had offered the famous people spiritual tea to the Xiahou people.

"Traitor! So you are also from Yinhui lake! "

So far, the truth has come out.

In that year, the Xia Hou Shenmen fought with the Lao family in Yinhui lake.

The traitors in Xiahou Shenmen are not just Xiahou fan and Chu Renhua.

And the deepest hidden knife will.

Later, he misled the Xiahou people and killed Xiahou fan and Chu flower by mistake.

He secretly told Xia Houjie his true identity.

He also taught Xia Houjie taboo martial arts.

He is the most secret traitor installed in the Xiahou God gate.

But his name was not even mentioned on the roster.

Poison Yangzi only knows the list of middle and low-level traitors.

The list of top traitors such as rudaojiang is controlled by the master of Lao.

Therefore, Zu qianjue and others did not guard against him.

Drank the poisonous tea he prepared.

Dao Jiang smiled: "I don't want to do it either! But who let the opportunity come once in a lifetime? "

More than 20 years.

Zu qianjue appeared very little.

Even if he appears, he comes and goes in a hurry.

There is no chance to start.

Only this time I tasted the Ancient Soul fruit and invited Xia Qingchen to come. Zu qianjue paid an extra visit and stayed to watch.

Just give it a chance.

Zuqian Jue's eyes are cold, and he runs the power of the peak of Xiaoyue state, trying to force the poison out of his body.

However, the more forced, the more severe the poison.

Dao Jiang smiled happily: "I don't have to waste my energy. This is specially prepared for experts like you. The more powerful I am, the more poisonous I am."

but.

Zu Qian had to give up. His face was pale and his strength was constrained. It was difficult to move.

Snap——

Xia Houjie suddenly raised his hand and knocked Zu qianjue to the ground with one palm.

He looked ferocious and sneered: "old man, I can't think of it! You still fell into my hands! "

Many Xiahou people roared.

"Little beast, how dare you do it to my grandfather?" The eyes and canthus of Jian Jiang and others want to crack.

Desperately trying to catch up, however, they are equally poisonous and difficult to move.

Xia Houjie looked up and laughed: "I'm a little beast. Haven't you worked hard to raise me?"

The deep irony made them angry and ashamed.

Just now, they sympathized with Xia Houjie.

I don't think he deserves to die.

They were blind in the past and raised this kind of white eyed wolf!

"Jay, you have the chance to do meritorious service." The knife will smile deeply.

Take out an iron like mud dagger and throw it to Xia Houjie.

Xia Houjie grabbed it, looked at Zu qianjue with ferocious eyes, and sneered, "old man, didn't you just clean up the door? Come on, clean it up and show me? "

His dagger touched Zu qianjue's neck.

Just one stab can pierce Zu qianjue's neck.

This scene makes Xiahou people's eyes and canthus want to crack.

"Let go of my ancestors!!"

"You little beast with thousands of cuts!!"

"I killed you!"

Seeing that they were furious, Xia Houjie smiled without anger: "hahaha, that's the expression you want! Did you ever think about how I felt when you killed my parents? "

"Now, it's your turn to taste this pain!"

Xia Houjie's face is cruel and heartless.

I don't think the Xiahou God gate has any kindness to his cultivation in the past 20 years.

"I was the one who found out that your parents betrayed me. If you want revenge, just find me!" The swordsman said, "the old man has white hair. Don't embarrass him."

Xia Houjie grabbed a teasing color at the corners of his mouth: "do you want me to let go of my ancestors? All right! You all kneel down and call me Grandpa three times. "

He vowed to crush the dignity of the Xiahou God gate into the mud!

The sword general asked, "do you swear that you will release Lao Zu?"

Xia Houjie smiled: "why do you swear? You call me comfortable. I will naturally let go. If I'm uncomfortable, ha ha, I'm sorry. I'll give incense to my ancestors next year! "

With that, the dagger was about to poke in.

All Xiahou Shenmen people are ready to kneel down with deep humiliation.

Xia Houjie glanced at Xia Qingchen and others and said, "wait a minute! They will kneel, too! "

The sword general looked at Xia Qingchen and asked, "please save my father!"

The people of the clan bowed their hands and begged: "please save the old ancestor!"

Voices come and go, both begging and helpless.

"I refuse." Xia Qingchen was very positive and responded clearly.

His eyes fell on Xia Houjie and said, "you can't intimidate me!"

Xia Houjie narrowed his eyes: "don't you care about the survival of Xia Hou God gate?"

Xia Qingchen said faintly, "the trend is gone. I can't go back to heaven. I'm leaving."

He was so free and easy that he said to go.

The knife flashed his eyes and ran after him.

However, Xia Qingchen was ready to take out the flying Nirvana and rise in the air.

The knife threw itself into the air.

Can only watch the summer light dust fly higher and higher.

They are helpless.

An old and hoarse voice, accompanied by bursts of fishy smell, floated out of a deserted ancient well.

"Stole my things and still want to go?"

Sniff——

From the ancient well, a dark mist shot out and went straight to the summer light dust.

Xia Qingchen immediately dodged, and Kaman avoided the fog.

Take a close look.

A black gauze boy climbed out of the ancient well.

He looked indifferent, with his hands on his back, stood at the ancient well mouth and looked up at Xia Qingchen.

The eyes show a gloomy killing opportunity.

"Poison Yangzi?" Zu qianjue recognized it and said coldly.

The people were stunned.

Poison Yangzi, one of the four strong men in Yinhui lake, has been hiding in the Xiahou God gate.

Needless to ask, you can guess that the knife arranged it.

The brilliant and highly toxic tea must have been developed by duyangzi.

Poison Yangzi didn't look back. He just stared at Xia Qingchen and said, "there are many long dreams at night. Do it quickly."

Xia Houjie respectfully said, "yes! My Lord! "

He wanted to abuse the Xiahou people again.

Since poison Yangzi has a life, he can only do it.

The palm of his hand made a force and the dagger stabbed him hard.

However.

The sharp nirvana, which was specially refined for my grandfather, failed to pierce my neck.

Even the skin was not cut.

Xia Houjie was stunned. After careful perception, he was surprised that there was a surge of lunar power around Zu qianjue's neck.

He suddenly felt a little confused: "Lord poison Yangzi, why can he still run the power of the moon?"

Those who are deeply poisoned by it cannot operate their power.

Poison Yangzi frowned and suddenly realized something.

He was about to remind Xia Houjie, but he was still a little late.

But Zu qianjue, who was pale, didn't know when his face was cold.

His eyes were like ten thousand years of dark ice, with a biting cold. He said slowly, "because I'm not poisoned!"

Say.

The old palm, like lightning, pinched Xia Houjie's neck!

And lift him to the ground.