The seven or eight monks who were originally standing with Wu Zhou and Wu Changheng did not expect this to be the case. Nai sighed and looked at Wu Changheng who had suddenly become much older, and then walked to the group of neutral monks. Please visit the latest free chapters of this book.

"Retribution, retribution, haha, I, Wu Changheng, have been smart all my life, but I didn't expect to be plotted by my own son on the verge of death. I deserve it!"

Wu Changheng looked lonely. At this moment, he was not only sad or angry, but also regretful. Then he looked at Wu Yi and said, "The Spiritual Trading Company is yours, so take care of it!"

Then Wu Changheng looked at the man in green next to Wu Yi and said, "I hope you didn't lead a wolf into the house!"

After Wu Changheng finished speaking, he also flew outside, but the direction was different from that of Wu Zhou.

Wu Yi still did not stop him. All he did was to be the president. If he could not kill his father, he would naturally not do that.

"What a perfect ending. I thought I could see a good show of killing my brother and father, but it ended so hastily. It really disappointed me!"

Just as Wu Changheng was about to fly away from the merchant ship, the space beside him suddenly cracked, and a person flew out of it. With one hand, he grabbed Wu Changheng, who was alert, and bound his spiritual power!

This sudden scene was beyond everyone's expectations, and they looked at the person who suddenly appeared![

"ah!"

Just when everyone was distracted, a scream came from Wuyi's mouth.

"Mingyu, you bastard, really don't have a good intention!"

Wu Yi's words attracted everyone's eyes from the man in color that appeared here.

At this time, Wu Yi vomited blood from his mouth, and his right abdomen was covered in blood. If he hadn't seen the opportunity quickly, he would have been afraid that he would have killed him in this moment.

At this time, the elders around Wuyi quickly retreated one by one, setting a distance from the four or five monks around Mingyu.

"Hmph, the psychic business will be owned by Hua Gongzi from today. Anyone who is willing to surrender can be avoided from death, otherwise, kill and forgive me!"

Ming Yu looked at the enemy opposite him several times his own in fear. In his eyes, these people are now lambs to be slaughtered.

"Playboy!"

At this moment, the originally angry psychic business monks looked at the man in color who appeared with fear on their faces.

Hua Gongzi's name is very famous, a second level of perfect cultivator, which is the top presence in the entire spiritual world.

"Bao Gongzi, Mingyu, you guys are in the same group, you have already planned it!" Wu Yi even reflected no matter how stupid he was.

"It's really a bit unreasonable for you father and son to fight like this. I'm kind-hearted and will end your bad relationship!"

As the flower boy spoke, the spiritual power in his hand suddenly became irritable. Wu Changheng, who was bound by him, could not speak, but was awake, and felt that the spiritual power on his body gathered in an instant, and then showed signs of self-destruction.

The flower boy took off Wu Changheng's storage ring, stretched out his hand and saw a space crack appear, and then threw Wu Changheng in directly.[

"boom"

A muffled sound came from the other end of the space crack, but as the crack healed, there was no trace at all.

"father!"

Although Wu Yi was vicious, he still became sad and angry when he saw Wu Changheng being killed.

"You are really inexplicable. You originally wanted to kill him, but I will take action on your behalf, why do you blame me? Now I will give you all ten breaths to consider. Those who surrender will stand next to Mingyu, otherwise they will die!"

The Huagong's words instantly aroused a shocking wave. The monks did not dare to hesitate. After one or two breaths, someone started to move!

"Senior, we, we are just here to take the boat!" A late-stage Mahayana monk who came with Mr. Meng quickly clasped his fists at the playboy.

"Swoosh!"

But as soon as this man spoke, a light of inspiration had already rushed to him and instantly turned it into ashes.

"I'll say it again, everyone has only five breaths left!"

In the blink of an eye, he killed a late-stage Mahayana monk. Everyone who was hesitating immediately started to move.

Wu Yi was also deeply moved when he looked at the gradually decreasing monks around him. In the face of death, how many people could be left behind. He had just experienced an accident. Now it is the most panicked moment in the spiritual business. This playboy just seized this opportunity!

How long does it take for ten breaths? Maybe it's as short as a cup of tea, but ten breaths are enough for everyone to make a decision.

Beside Wu Yi, there are less than ten people left except Wu Wenpeng, Gui Lao and Meng Lao.

On Mingyu, there were thirty or forty people, many of which were originally chosen to be neutral in the battle just now.

There are six first-level perfect monks on this merchant ship. One of the people who were in Wu Zhou was killed by Wu Yi in the conflict. Wu Changheng died and Wu Zhou ran away. Among the remaining three, except Wu Yi and the ninth-grade top alchemist Gui Lao, the last one also chose to surrender!

"Muen, you"

Old Gui was somewhat indignantly at the surrendered first-level perfect monk's path.

"Returning to my elders, it is true that the spiritual business belongs to the Wu family, but over the years, Wu Changheng's extreme management has become panic. Now that I have come here again, I don't want to help the Wu family anymore. It doesn't matter who is in charge of the spiritual business, but what is important is that it can allow me to practice with peace of mind!"

Mu En's words expressed everyone's thoughts, and the Wu family was indeed not worthy of their efforts to fight.

"Forget it, Mr. Gui, you all go there too. The Wu family really disappointed you!" Wu Yi also felt a sense of strength at this time. Not to mention the people opposite him, even the Playboys were not something he could fight against.

"Second Young Master, what are you talking about? The Spiritual Trading Company is the hard work of the Wu family for generations. Without the Wu family, is the Spiritual Trading Company or the Spiritual Trading Company? The Spiritual Trading Company is not only the Wu family, but also the place where we old guys have been staying for life. Do we still have to surrender when we die?"

Although Mr. Meng's cultivation level is only in the late stage of the Mahayana, his status is not low and he never participated in the fight against these perfect monks. However, he cannot surrender now. How could he be willing to live in humiliation for hundreds of thousands of years in the future in this life?

Wu Yi was not talking, but looked at the playboy!

"Smacking"

The playboy was not angry because there was someone willing to resist, but instead clapped his palms with laughter.

"It's really touching. Since your last words have been said, I'm not polite. Mingyu, kill all these guys who don't know the current affairs!"

The playboy's words were very casual, and it was obviously just a matter of importance in his heart.

When Mingyu heard this, he did not hesitate at all. With a wave of his hand, the monks around him flew up one by one and rushed towards the weak Wu Yi and others.

Somewhere in the void, Xiaobai looked at the playboy with a angrily angrily, "Hmph, this guy is still so uneasy, so he started to pay attention to the psychic business. Forget it, it is not the time to show up now, but he has controlled the psychic business, so it will be even more troublesome to deal with it at that time!"
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