Chapter 162

Zhao Dong thought in his heart that, in any case, the world's genocide often happened, and the zengjiabao was destroyed.

Can't the Tiankun sect still want to settle accounts with them?

You know, the Liuhe sect is not without a backer. The Black Sun sect is their backing.

We belong to different camps. It is very reasonable to kill each other.

"Early in the morning, what's the ghost calling at my door?"

As Zhao Dong's disciples roared and rose together, a huge gray palm print appeared in the air.

The palm print is about ten Zhangs wide, and it blows down towards the disciples of Liuhe sect with its splendid heavenly power.

As soon as the disciples of Liuhe sect jumped up, they were forced to fall again by the powerful and incomparable pressure of palm print.

After falling to the ground, he looked at the huge palm print and fell towards them.

The terrible pressure made them breathless, shivering all over, unable to straighten up, and their forehead was sweating.

Everyone's mouth is open, and his heart has already been scared out of his wits by this palm print.

At the moment, not only the disciples of Liuhe sect were scared to death, but also the masters of Liuhe sect, even Zhao Dong, the leader of Liuhe sect, were pale and sweating.

"Who is up there? Why is there such a strong pressure? "

Zhao Dong was scared out of his wits.

At this time, he was also included in the palm print, and was firmly locked under the strong pressure.

And the speed of palmprint is too fast for him to avoid.

Only a quick pat of the storage bag, take out a few high-quality defense talismans, sacrifice on the top of the head, formed several shields on the top of the head.

Just now, his pressure was reduced a lot, and his breathing became smoother.

As for the elders and disciples around you, you can only ask for more happiness!

I'm kidding. I don't know how many times more powerful the head is than him!

he would like to sacrifice all his disciples to save his life.

In the twinkling of an eye, the palm print has come.

To his dismay, the several defense shields on his head were like paper paste under the powerful power of the handprint, and broke into pieces one after another.

"No!"

After a cry of despair, Zhao Dong, together with other disciples, drowned in the palm print.

The palm print fell to the ground, and even the whole ground trembled violently. It lasted for several seconds before it recovered.

"What is the situation?"

Kang Bingfu stood on the door tower, staring at the palm print falling in the sky.

His mouth was so wide that he could cram an egg into it. He was so scared that he forgot to run away.

Suddenly, a slap to the door, Kang Bingrong to clap out a scream, fly out.

When they fall to the ground, they don't move, just like a dead pig.

"Don't you know it's impolite to stand on someone's doorstep?"

Zeng Xiaoyu's figure appears in the door tower, facing Kang Bingrong, who is dead, and follows the teaching method.

For a long time, the smoke and dust dispersed, and a startling huge palm print appeared outside the zengjiapu.

The big handprint is tens of feet wide and ten feet deep. Inside the fingerprint, the soil is mixed with flesh and blood, and the smell of smell rises from the sky.

"Hiss!"

Zeng Xiaoyu killed the head of the Six Harmonies sect and hundreds of disciples with one move. The Zeng family members who were inside the Zengjia castle could not see clearly, but those who were lurking outside the Zengjia castle could see clearly.

Under the palm of one hand, all of them disappeared. Even the founder of Liuhe gate did not escape the doom of being destroyed.

The strength is so strong that all the soldiers around him are scared to take a breath.

"Zeng Xiaoyu is more and more evil!

How long has it been since I saw you? My strength has reached such a terrible level!

With him here, zengjiabao is absolutely safe and sound! Let's go back! "

Lin Luo was shocked for a long time. When he woke up, he could only shake his head and smile bitterly. He left quietly with his family warrior.

At this time, he was in a very happy mood. After all, the Lin family and the Zeng family got married. The stronger Zeng Xiaoyu was, the safer the Lin family was.

Lin Luo, who had no worries about the future, walked with a brisk pace and left the woods with the family warrior.

...

"it's Zeng Xiaoyu again! Why did heaven send a demon to Zeng family? But I don't have a genius in my family? "

When the two ancestors of Zhangjia saw this, their excited expressions turned into ashes on their faces. Their faces were full of disappointment!

"Let's go. With Zeng Xiaoyu, there is no hope for my family!"

The two ancestors of Zhangjia lost their souls and left the forest with the elite of Zhangjia.

...

"Alas, it seems that the fall of our Luo family is doomed!Zeng family out of a small fish, no one can shake the status of zengjiabao!

Let's go. It's time to sow. We should plough the several acres of our land. We'll buy some seeds later, so that the children of the family will not starve. "

Seeing Zeng Xiaoyu's current means, the three brothers of the Luo family had already lost their determination to lead the Luo family to fight for supremacy again, and decided to go home to work in agriculture.

Some left with shock, some with grief.

Zeng Xiaoyu's palm has already planted an indelible deep impression in their hearts.

At the same time, it also set up an invincible impression in their hearts.

After all, even the headmaster of Liuhe gate in the foundation period can eliminate the strong one in one move. Who has the courage to fight against him?

Zeng Xiaoyu is destined to become a myth of the whole Huangqi County!

...

Zeng Xiaoyu's back is facing zengjiapu, and he looks at the deep hole at the gate of zengjiapu with a slight frown.

"Too much killing! It's better to convince people with virtue in the future! "

Zeng Xiaoyu shakes his head secretly.

With the increase of the killing, the evil spirit on him became more and more. It was combined with the white tiger evil spirit of the white tiger bone forging skill to form a more sinister atmosphere.

This breath can weaken the opponent's combat power when facing the enemy.

But the evil spirit is too strong, easy to affect their own mind, making their own heart demons.

Fortunately, he had received an eminent monk's relic earlier.

Only with the sarira in, can these evil spirits be suppressed, so as not to cause trouble to oneself.

Zeng Xiaoyu is worried that with the increase of killing, the evil spirit can not be suppressed.

However, Zeng Xiaoyu didn't regret that he had destroyed all the six gates.

In Zeng Xiaoyu's heart, all people who want to do harm to zengjiapu should die.

Zeng Xiaoyu found one, killed one, and resolutely did not leave any hidden danger to zengjiapu.

Hand out a move, the door pit in a few storage bags fly out of the inside, fell into the hands of Zeng Xiaoyu.

Zeng Xiaoyu turned around and looked at his relatives.

"Little fish! It is the little fish who has come back! He has saved my Zeng family again! "

"He is the patron saint of my Zeng family."

"The little fish is too strong! To what extent has he reached now? Even the master of Liuhe gate can easily kill him! "

At the moment, the Zeng family are all excited.

Looking at Zeng Xiaoyu standing in front of the gate, it's like watching a God.

After all, a strong man who even built a foundation can easily say that he will be destroyed. In the heart of ordinary warriors in Huangqi County, what is it?

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