"Brother, brother, you must hold on, but you must not die!"

In front of the main hall of the atrium, Ma Tianxiong grabbed the door frame with one hand, looked at the courtyard covered with black mist with red eyes, his lips were bloodless.

The sound of Ma Tianming fighting in the black fog has become weaker and weaker.

He was trapped inside for more than four hours, and fought for more than an hour without leaving any effort. He was watching how Ma Tianming, who was so powerful, weakened little by little.

Ma Tianming is about to fail.

His heart is now sinking to the bottom.

He was not worried that Ma Tianming would die in the black fog array, but worried that after Ma Tianming died, what should the Ma family go?

Without Ma Tianming's support, the entire Ma family will become fragile. There is no power to fight back in the hands of these Xuanmen Taoists!

The Ma family’s century-old foundation will be destroyed tonight!

"Take someone out for me."

A resentment flashed in Ma Tianxiong's eyes. After ordering, Ma Wenyao immediately dragged Ma Zeao out of the secret room of the main hall and asked him to kneel at the door.

"If your purpose tonight is really just to seek justice for your nephew."

"So no matter whether we are disabled or not, I will accept it."

"Isn't it just a life-breaking?"

Ma Tianxiong took the iron stick from Ma Wenyao's hand, his face suddenly turned fierce, and swung the stick directly, and smashed it hard between Ma Zeao's legs!

"puff!"

Ma Zeao almost didn't even scream. He opened his mouth wide, turned his eyes up, and fainted and fell to the ground.

The blood instantly dyed the whole pair of pants red, and the whole body twitched continuously, and the person was directly abandoned on the spot.

"Is it enough?"

Ma Tianxiong stood at the door, with sticks in his hand and blood dripped.

Ma Yingfeng and Ma Wenyao's faces were all pale.

Although they were vicious, they planned many bloody murder scenes, and Ma Yingfeng even planned the Lu family's bloody night. But in the end, they were all behind the scenes planners and rarely had the opportunity to implement them personally.

Now that I saw this scene with my own eyes, I couldn't help but tremble all over. They were not afraid of seeing such a bloody scene, but were afraid that the next person like this would probably become himself.

But what responded to him was to fall into a dead silence.

"Bang!"

"Click!"

He waved the iron rod hard again and directly hit Ma Zeao's right knee.

The sound of broken bones exploded instantly.

Ma Yingfeng and Ma Wenyao couldn't help but change their faces.

The pupils contracted, filled with a strong look of fear.

"Is this enough?"

Ma Tianxiong suddenly felt like he was emitting wind, waving the iron stick in his hand, and began to smash the joints of Ma Zeao mercilessly.

There was a nerve at every joint. The iron rod fell down, and the pain made Ma Zeao, who had fainted, open his eyes and fainted again.

Until Ma Zeao lay in a pool of blood, his skin was blooming all over his body, and even the white bones were pierced out of the flesh and blood, exposed to the air, and his whole life and death were unknown.

Ma Tianxiong took a deep breath and stared out the window with cold eyes: "Aren't you going to speak?"

"You will give up if I want the Ma family to be exterminated?"

Seeing that there was still no movement outside, he gritted his teeth and roared in a low voice: "Take everyone else out for me!"

Ma Wenyao's face changed, but he did as he did.

He led a large group of figures out from the secret room, leading the iron chain.

But when these people saw Ma Zeao, who was lying in a pool of blood in front of the door, pounced on him and burst into tears.

They are all relatives of Ma Zeao's tribes within three generations.
Chapter completed!