Xiao Juntu lives in a holiday villa.

When Su Xuan arrived, it was already twelve o'clock in the evening.

The surroundings were silent, except for the bright lights on the second floor of the villa, and bursts of laughter and laughter coming from inside.

"Master Xiao, come and catch me."

"Catch me and let you have sex!"

Three beautiful women wearing tulle, revealing a large area of ​​fair skin and sexy figure, faced the arrest of the blindfolded man in the room, dodged from time to time, and laughed wildly.

"Look where you're going?"

Young Master Xiao opened his hands and rushed forward.

He grabbed a layer of gauze in his hand and rubbed it in front of his nose, looking intoxicated.

Next moment.

The room suddenly became quiet.

The laughter and laughter of the three women around him disappeared at the same time, and the whole room became silent.

"Let me see where you can run to?"

"When I catch you later, I will punish you well."

Young Master Xiao chuckled.

Finally, he pounced on a figure, hugging him tightly and unwilling to let go.

"Huh?"

"Are you Shasha? Or Tingting? Are you Rongrong?"

"No, when did your body become so thick and you actually have muscles?"

Mr. Xiao frowned and asked.

When he moved his palm and placed it somewhere, the hairs on his body stood up instantly, and he exclaimed: "Fuck, what is this?"

Young Master Xiao quickly took off the black cloth.

I saw a tall figure standing there looking at me with a half-smile.

A faint voice sounded in his ear: "How are you going to punish me?"

When Mr. Xiao saw the masked man in front of him clearly, he turned around and ran away without any hesitation.

Su Xuan kicked him, and Young Master Xiao screamed and flew to the bed. Before he could ask for mercy, twelve silver needles sank into his body.

Before he died, Mr. Xiao's wide-open eyes were full of disbelief.

"I...I am from the Xiao family."

"How dare you kill me?"

Su Xuan didn't even look at him.

Instead, he used the Guiyuan sword to carve seven characters on the wall: "The murderer Yuncheng Su Shen".

After doing this, Su Xuan ignored the three sexy women who were knocked unconscious and fell to the ground. He turned around and walked down from the second floor of the villa and jumped into the darkness.

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Xiao Juntu is dead!

That night, the news spread back to Jiangbei.

Later.

News came one after another.

Countless wealthy people in Yannan opened their eyes when they heard the sound, and were woken up in the middle of the night.

By the thin river, in a luxurious manor.

The four transformation realms fought fiercely all night long, and a nearby house collapsed in the battle of transformation realms.

Next to Wu Shengjun, a middle-aged man was holding a big sword. When he turned his wrist, the light of the sword flowed and the cold light pierced the air.

The surrounding flowers, plants and trees were all cut off in half by the light of the sword.

The man holding the knife looked at the beautiful woman not far away, whose face was covered by a gauze veil and looked as ethereal as a fairy, and cursed loudly.

"Is your fucking name Su Shen?"

Nangong Yue's face was gloomy, and there was a bracelet on Qishang Saixue's wrist.

The bracelet is made of twelve top-quality jade beads, which are shiny and shiny. It is a self-defense weapon.

Tonight, facing Wu Shengjun and the knife-wielding man joining forces to attack and kill, Nangong Yue felt angry.

"I said!"

"I didn't kill that Xiao Juntu!"

Nangong Yue said in a cold voice.

The man holding the knife snorted coldly: "You coward, dare not admit it, Young Master Xiao died of the Nine-Turn Plum Blossom Needle. Who else could it be besides you?"

Nangong Yue's eyes turned cold and murderous intent filled her chest.

"Go back and tell the so-called Queen Xiao that if she comes to your door again, I will destroy her Pojun Chamber of Commerce."

Wu Shengjun forced Uncle Ying back with one palm.

Looking at Nangong Yue, she said disdainfully: "Stop bragging. Queen Xiao has an order. We will fight you to the death tonight."

The man holding the sword jumped up. In his hand, a thick ancient sword that was as tall as a person and weighed hundreds of kilograms slashed through the void like a full moon. A long knife mark was drawn on the ground and extended to more than ten meters away.

Nangong Yue's eyes flashed.

Finally, he sighed softly and softened his tone: "I am not some Su Shen, and I did not kill those people."

Wu Shengjun sneered: "Do you think we are evil? Now the entire Yannan Province knows that you are Su Shen. You have brought out the spiritual energy water in public, and even launched the Changchun facial mask."

"Only Su Shen can do this kind of method."

The man holding the knife said in a deep voice: "Brother Wu, don't talk nonsense with her. This woman is full of tricks. Even now, she still claims that she is not Su Shen."

"Oh, doesn't it mean that our entire Pojun Chamber of Commerce is a mess?"

The two great masters arrived hand in hand, and their surging inner energy swept away, turning into layers of air waves visible to the naked eye, sweeping in all directions.

Baobao and Uncle Ying kept retreating.

Uncle Ying's face dripped with gloom, and he said loudly: "Wu Shengjun, you idiots, you don't even know you are being taken advantage of."

Wu Shengjun's face was full of anger and he said word by word: "Are you saying that I have a low IQ?"

Wu Shengjun shook his head:

"You don't have a low IQ."

"You have no IQ at all!"

Wu Shengjun roared, his clothes bulged high, his robes flew, he punched out, and the shadows of his fists intertwined. In nine steps, nineteen changes were made.

Uncle Ying said unexpectedly: "Wrathful Dragon Fist?"

It is said that the Furious Dragon Fist has been practiced to the extreme, and when the fist is punched, there is a sound of dragon roaring and tiger roaring.

Although Wu Shengjun is still far away from that level, he still has the potential to criss-cross and make the dragon come out of the river.

Xiao Juntu was killed tonight.

Queen Xiao was so angry that she sent a Xiao Family Transformation Realm to join forces with Wu Shengjun at all costs.

Nangong Yue's arrogance angered them even more.

"Nangong Yue, you can't afford this debt."

Every step Wu Shengjun took left a deep footprint inside.

Uncle Ying keeps retreating, Raging Dragon Fist, Great Sage Wall Hanging Fist, and Tongbei Monkey Fist are known as the three unique martial arts.

Even he, faced with Wu Shengjun's Raging Dragon Fist, could only avoid its edge and did not dare to take it head-on.

Knock back Uncle Shadow with one punch.

Wu Shengjun turned his direction, and the master's power spurted out. The hairs on his body spread out, and the breath was like a needle.

Like a thousand elephants galloping, they rushed directly towards Nangong Yue.

"Without the protection of these two transformation realms, I wonder how you can escape in front of the transformation realm? Little girl, why don't you hurry up and capture me."

Wu Shengjun sneered.

There was a hint of pride in his eyes.

Just when Wu Shengjun approached Nangong Yue ten steps away and reached out his hand to grab him with confidence.

Nangong Yue suddenly laughed.
To be continued...