"Exhibition leader, you people have been detained by our sect leader for more than 20 years. Do you still refuse to tell me the family secrets? If you continue to be stubborn, you would have killed you one by one if you were not from the same family." The middle-aged man sat on a wooden chair and looked at the decadent exhibitor under the seat.

"Bah, you shameless man, you want to know the family's Secret script. Dream. As a member of the exhibition family, you collude with the devil and martial arts to imprison us here again. You're a traitor. It's a great sin." The exhibitor spit heavily, and the breath on his body was depressed, and those people were the same. They were all imprisoned for cultivation.

"It's your baby son-in-law's fault. If he hadn't killed so many talents at the grand event in the northern region, he wouldn't let the seven countries of magic and martial arts jointly destroy the state of Qi. The nine countries of Yandi looked on coldly and cleaned you up together, but he disappeared early, ha ha." The middle-aged man laughed. If it weren't for the strength of the seven countries of magic and martial arts, the demon sect couldn't occupy the exhibition city with his thousand machines. He thanked Sun Yi in his heart.

Then the middle-aged man's eyes shot a cruel color, paused and said, "you can't say it. From today on, I'll kill one person in front of you every day until you say it. My pulse has been suppressed by you for long enough. I say I'm going to build a pope outside, but I'm not doing hard work for you."

The middle-aged man got up, glanced at the crowd, cast his eyes on a trembling old man judan, grabbed it in his hand and said, "then take him first."

Just when the middle-aged man was about to kill, a very hasty sound of pushing the door came out, and a young man rolled in. The young man, Zhan Tian, who had fought with Sun Yat Sen, saw him say in horror: "father, no, there are a lot of people outside. They have killed the inner city."

"What's the panic? Who dares to break into our thousand machine demon sect? Gather all the experts in the city for me." A doubt flashed in the middle-aged man's eyes. He threw the old man down, rose in the air and rushed to the inner city of Zhanjia. He wanted to see who dared to break into Qianji demon sect without permission.

At this moment, Sun Yi walked in front and went to the inner city according to the memory in his mind. None of the demons and martial arts were let go. The whole person was full of killing intention, and the killing of God began again.

The breath on the group of strong men behind Sun Yi did not hide. The powerful fluctuation of Shentai martial arts shook the sky and the earth. From a distance, this momentum stirred the wind and cloud.

At this time, the middle-aged man came to the inner city and looked at the large group of figures far away. His heart was suddenly surprised. As they approached, his heart trembled. The breath of this group of people was so strong. Suddenly, he stepped back and lost his color: "it's impossible. All of them are Shentai martial artists. Where did so many Shentai martial artists emerge?"

As soon as this remark came out, countless strong people behind them suddenly trembled. Their hearts were empty and an inexplicable chill poured into their bodies. Some people wanted to run.

Exhibitor's inner city entrance.

A young man with black hair dancing with the wind, the killing intention of the whole person is like the essence, standing with his hands down, standing dozens of meters away from the middle-aged man, looking at the middle-aged man from a distance. Although the corners of his mouth outline an indifferent smile, no one dares to look directly at it.

"This man is the old son-in-law. Isn't he missing? Why is he back?" One side zhantian recognized Sun Yi. He was frightened and fell down a few steps, which made the hearts of thousands of machine and double monsters sink. At the moment, they were already a pair of Shentai warriors, and said, "there's nothing wrong. It's him. He came back with a strong breath. What chance did he get? He was a Shentai warrior."

This son's strength could not leave the Dharma Realm at that time, but reached the Shentai realm in decades. No one could believe it, and it was the group of murderous warriors behind that frightened them.

"Are you the Lord of Qianji demon clan?" Sun Yat-sen stepped into the void and stared at the middle-aged man in front of him. He saw that the middle-aged man was just a warrior of Shentai triple heaven. The War Masters behind him also rose up in the air, which was related to the fight in their family.

Seeing this, the middle-aged man took a deep breath, also stepped into the void, and said uneasily, "yes, I don't know what you did to our Qianji demon sect today and killed so many people. Is it too much?"

"This is the exhibition city. When did you become your thousand machine demon?" Sun Yi was shocked, but her eyes were suddenly attracted by some figures escorted in the distance. Her pupils narrowed tightly and found that it was the exhibitor and others. The old man who gave zilei cloak that day was also among them.

"Let us go, take these people away, and we'll leave the exhibition city."

At the moment of recognizing Sun Yi, the middle-aged man brought out the exhibitor. Their purpose was nothing more than the exhibitor. In the face of so many Shentai warriors, he had no ability to resist and could only expect him to release himself.

After the exhibitor was brought out, he saw that it was his son-in-law who had been missing for a long time. He immediately took a breath. It looked like he was not the hairy boy of that year. He could feel that everyone behind him was better than him, smiled bitterly and said, "Yi'er, you finally came back."

Ten years after the end of the grand event in the northern regions, if the seven countries of magic and martial arts had a tacit understanding that thunder destroyed the state of Qi, his exhibitor also fell into the hands of Qianji demon sect, and Zhan Ning, who was most worried about him, didn't know what to do. This time, when he saw so many experts brought by Sun Yi, he suddenly raised a fire of hope.

"You are not qualified to talk to me about terms." Sun Yi said coldly.

"If you don't agree to my request, I'll let them bury with me." Suddenly, the middle-aged man clasped the exhibitor in his hand and put his finger on his throat.

At the moment, the Zhan family leader stood up and shouted, "let him go. If you dare to move a hair of my Zhan family, I'll cut you off."

After saying that, the powerful momentum of Shentai jiuchongtian rushed to the middle-aged man like a tide. The breath of several old people behind him was also terrible and cold to the middle-aged man.

"People of the war family, this sense of war." The exhibitor suddenly lost his voice and recognized the identity of Zhan. He was cruel and trembled and said“ Are you the people of my family? I won't admit your war intention. It's my family. "

"There's nothing wrong. We're Zhan's family. We're back." Zhan's family leader was arrogant and glared at the middle-aged man with a strong attitude. He was afraid of the exhibitor in his hand, otherwise he would have killed the middle-aged man with a fist.

At the moment, the middle-aged man held the exhibitor and said, "ha ha, the flood washed the Dragon King temple. The family doesn't know the family. I'm also a member of the war family. I just had a dispute with the exhibitor. Now the misunderstanding is over."

The middle-aged man was also decisive. After hearing that they were all Zhan family members, he let go of the exhibitor's owner. At that time, he bowed his head and admitted his mistake. Maybe the disaster was over, which made a lot of people behind him confused. Only those core fighters of the exhibitor trembled when they heard the speech. It's not their fault. Such secrets have always been known by the senior level of the exhibitor's family, Keep a secret.