Chapter 73 - 73

Chapter 73: Chapter 73 The cold wind was bleak and there were few passers - by. In front of the gate of the Zhou Mansion in the north of the city, Zhou Peng glanced coldly at the two words 'Zhou Mansion' and stepped in. A strong murderous intention was released, making people feel as if they were in a killing hell. They were so terrified that they could not get close to him at all. "Who are you?" "Don't you know this is the Zhou Mansion?" The two guards felt a strong dangerous aura and immediately pointed at Zhou Peng and shouted and accused him. "Is Zhou Xiangtian inside?" After coldly asking this question, the two guards suddenly felt cold all over and shivered. The coldness in the language made them feel it difficult to breathe and extremely uncomfortable. However, this also angered them. Two big swords were drawn out at the same time. With a wave of the big swords, they shouted angrily, "Who on earth are you? What do you want with the Great Elder?" "I'll ask again, is that old bastard Zhou Xiangtian inside?" Zhou Peng narrowed his eyes slightly, and the muscles around his eyes kept twitching. Anger had made his whole body boil, and his domineering spirit was fully revealed. The two guards sneered with cold eyes and said, "What does it have to do with you whether the Great Elder is at home or not? Where did you come from, you wild boy? Get away from me now. If you make me unhappy, I'll break your dog legs..." "Humph." With a soft cold snort, the corners of his mouth slowly rose, outlining a perfect smile. Under the smile, there was endless murderous intention. Seeing Zhou Peng showing a cold smile, one of the guards opened his eyes wide and shouted loudly. The refined steel broadsword swept out... "Boom!" There was a heavy crashing sound. The gate of the Zhou family was covered with blood. The limbs of the guards were broken, and blood gushed out. Their eyes still maintained the wide - open angry look, but at this time they were full of a sense of powerlessness. Then, their eyelids slowly drooped down. They died. The guards at the third level of the Spiritual Movement Realm were killed instantly with one move. The system prompted that the sin value + 1. Zhou Peng's smile became even stronger. Staring at the other guard, he said faintly, "I hope you are not so stupid. Just answer me." After speaking, Zhou Peng paused and then said, "I'm also from the Zhou family." The guard stared at Zhou Peng as if he was looking at the God of Death. As Zhou Peng took a small step forward, he immediately felt that he was half a step closer to the God of Death. His legs were weak, his face was pale, and his whole body was soaked with cold sweat. His throat choked, and he shivered and said, "Yes... yes... yes... in the Elder's Pavilion... discussing matters." "Thank you." Zhou Peng smiled kindly. Just as he was about to step into the gate of the Zhou family, unexpectedly, several disciples of the Zhou family rushed out from inside, and one of them was the housekeeper of the Zhou family, Zhou Ren. Zhou Ren's cultivation level was very low, but he stayed in the Zhou family by virtue of his relationship with Zhou Xiangtian, and he also took up the position of the chief housekeeper of the Zhou family. He rushed out angrily with several disciples of the Zhou family and cursed loudly, "Who is so bold as to smash the gate of the Zhou family? I think he is tired of living." The voice of speaking became from loud to small, from small to weak, and finally even he himself could not hear what he was saying. Looking at Zhou Peng, Zhou Ren's heart tightened, and he asked, "Zhou... Zhou... Tian...?" "You know me?" Zhou Peng smiled faintly, very casually. But when everyone heard it in their ears, their hearts shrank slightly, as if a thunderbolt exploded in their bodies and made their internal organs shake. Zhou Ren's eyes glanced at the bloody guards, and a murderous intention appeared in his eyes. He took a small step back and waved his hand. "Come here, arrest the traitor of the Zhou family. If there is any resistance, kill without mercy." Several disciples immediately surrounded Zhou Peng, took out their weapons, and all aimed at Zhou Peng with fierce eyes. "Traitor of the Zhou family?" Zhou Peng was stunned and sneered. Three years ago, he was a hero of the Zhou family. Three years later, he became a traitor without doing anything. This accusation was really inexplicable. "Considering that you are all children of the Zhou family, I'll spare your lives today. Go away quickly, otherwise..." The smile like the God of Death appeared on his face again. Only the guard just now took a small step back involuntarily and didn't dare to look at Zhou Peng. The others were all full of anger and disdain. "Dare to make trouble in the Zhou family without looking at what place this is." "The founding of the Tianya Dynasty..." "Ah!" With a scream, a person's body suddenly flew up and directly fell heavily on the street more than ten feet away, with his head broken and bleeding. His whole body convulsed a few times and then did not move. "Kill him." Zhou Ren's spine was chilled, and his eyes showed fear. After shouting loudly, he immediately ran inside. How could they not obey the order of the chief housekeeper? Moreover, Zhou Peng was a traitor of the Zhou family, and everyone could kill him. If they could kill him, they would be able to get whatever they wanted in the Zhou family in the future. Immediately, several people rushed forward with their big swords, all with murderous intentions on their faces, determined to kill Zhou Peng under the swords. They seemed to have forgotten how the disciple of the Zhou family just died and had no awareness of who they were facing at all... "Overestimating one's abilities." Zhou Peng snorted coldly, controlled his hands, and a bone knife appeared in his hand. Under the bone knife, there was a long tail flame of Qi energy, and on the tail flame, there was a sea of murderous intention. "Puff, puff..." "Ah..." "No..." Within a few breaths, the front of the gate of the Zhou family returned to calm, so quiet that it made people shiver. "Clang" With a sound, the only remaining guard's face was extremely pale, and his eyeballs seemed to burst. Looking at Zhou Peng, his hands were weak, and the big sword in his hand fell to the ground. He didn't have any strength in his whole body. Panic, extreme panic. He had seen bloody scenes before, but he had never seen anyone kill so brutally. That kind of murderous intention forced him to be unable to move, and his blood seemed to have solidified. His heart was chilled, his eyes were blurred, and the surroundings were filled with the smell of blood and in a mess. The broken limbs could be seen everywhere. And Zhou Peng stood there coldly, as if he had never moved since ancient times. "Take me to the Elder's Pavilion." Zhou Peng said faintly, put away the bone knife. The anger in his heart did not decrease with the release of the murderous intention. These people were all moths of the Zhou family. The Zhou family didn't need them. Zhou Peng didn't feel any pity at all. Killing people was a very simple thing for him. The cold voice made the guard dare not refuse. His legs staggered and he almost fell to the ground. He quickly walked in front of Zhou Peng and walked towards the courtyard of the Zhou family... People gradually gathered around the gate of the Zhou family. Looking at the bloody scene, many women and children squatted aside and vomited. "Zhou Peng seems to be back." "Is it the Zhou Peng who defeated Xiao Rufeng and withstood a move from Zhao Wudi in the family invitational tournament three years ago?" "Who else could it be?" "The Zhou family has now become the lackey of the Tianya Dynasty and even gave away the things left by their ancestors. This kind of family will decline sooner or later." ... There were bursts of discussions on the street, and more and more people came to watch. Before long, half of Qinghe City knew that Zhou Peng was back, that Zhou Peng who had been in the Kunlun Mountains for three years was back... seaʀᴄh thё ηovёlFire .net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.