Han Yugeng fell heavily and fell into a pool of blood again.

His eyes widened in horror could see his hands and feet rolling aside.

The incisions were neatly tidy, revealing the thick white bones inside.

His hands were even holding each other in a grip, bowing to Luo Yunxiao humbly.

Han Yugeng's red-blooded eyes were almost protruding. He slowly looked up at Luo Yunxiao and hissed: "Why......?"

Before he finished speaking, the sword light flashed again.

A piece of bright red tongue rolled out of his mouth and fell to the ground.

Han Yugeng made a painful and desperate voice, but he could no longer speak.

"father--!!"

"Head of the family!!"

Han Weijiang and others screamed and wanted to rush over.

But in an instant, he was surrounded by the army of the Netherworld and could not move.

Luo Yunxiao said lightly: "Save your life."

Then, the six people ignored Han Yugeng who was squirming on the ground and looked up toward Shi Yutang.

Shi Yutang's face was paler than Xue at this time. His lips were trembling as if he wanted to say something, but his throat seemed to be stuck with something.

And at this moment, the six people moved.

Still a body faster than a ghost.

This time Shi Yutang was already prepared.

He had already seen that these six people had average cultivation, and the only thing that was fast was speed.

And it's just a moment of explosion speed.

As long as he retreated to the disciples of Yueya Pavilion, these six people would not be able to kill him at all.

Shi Yutang hurriedly stepped back and shouted, "Protect me, come and protect me!"

However, there was no one behind Yue Age moving.

There was not even a sound at all.

Shi Yutang felt that a chill that penetrated his bones seemed to surge behind him.

The hairs all over his body seemed to burst open, clamoring for danger in his ears.

Then, he heard a low, desperate voice: "Dad...help...help..."

Shi Yutang slowly turned around.

Under the scorching sun, the young man in a long robe stood there quietly.

The ink hair is like a waterfall, flying gently with the wind.

There is no wave in the quiet eyes, as if it cannot reflect everything in the world.

Yuebai's robe is not stained with a trace of dust.

But under his feet, he was stepping on hundreds of corpses.

That is... all the disciples of Yue Accord here.

It even includes his son Shi Jinghui.

Shi Yutang was so angry that he almost lost his ability to think.

Anger, despair, hatred, pain, regret, all emotions are intertwined.

But before he could burst out these emotions, he felt a severe pain coming from his body.

Then he fell heavily into a pool of blood.

Like Han Yugeng, his hands and feet were cut off and his tongue was cut off. He could only make a whimpering sound, but he could no longer speak.

The whole audience was filled with silence.

All the monks looked frightened and retreated repeatedly, looking at Luo Yunxiao's gaze, as if they were looking at a terrible devil.

Even many of the demons shuddered.

Tianhe tskated, "Why is he more like a demon than us?"

Although they thought that they would vent their anger for His Royal Highness the Princess after things went wrong.

I also thought about making Han Yugeng and Shi Yutang worse than life.

But I never thought that I would kill all the people in Yue Ya Pavilion without leaving any one.

Moreover, I am not going to do anything when anyone is behind the scenes.

But this Lord of the Netherworld Domain is better, and he will kill him directly.
Chapter completed!