Yang Yanqiu had a pretty good attitude, and he said: "I want to hire Mr. Zhou Hanqing as the elder of the Tianxin Alliance with a large sum of money. Is he here?"

After he said this, people around him also said that they wanted Zhou Hanqing to take up his own high position.

Grandma Song was at a loss.

But instinct told her that these people should not be allowed to see Boy Zhou!

She then said, "It's not convenient for him to meet people. You can come back in two days."

Yang Yanqiu looked at the thatched hut quietly.

The violent energy overflows.

That's a situation of being obsessed with the brink!

His slender eyes suddenly narrowed.

Tianxin Alliance, a powerful force from Southern Central.

He is the deputy leader of the Tianxin Alliance.

Because he received news before that the saint was born in Baihe Mountain, he rushed here.

The holy realm, even a semi-saint, is a great combat power for the sect.

To cultivate a saint, from the cultivation resources, teaching staff, training costs, etc., it takes a lot of and high-quality investment, from at least decades to hundreds of years to produce few saints.

Therefore.

Why not pick up what can be picked up ready-made...

Grandma Song was worried that these people would be unfavorable to Zhou Hanqing, so she tried her best to stop them.

Everyone was worried about being taken first, so they squeezed forward one after another.

"Don't touch me!"

"Zhou Hanqing belongs to me!"

"Okay, you guy dare to hit me?"

...

They crowded together, and as they spoke and scolded, they suddenly started to fight.

Instantly.

The courtyard became bloody.

Grandma Song was anxious and afraid, so she had to keep retreating.

Boy Zhou is emotionally unstable. If he is disturbed, what if he really falls into the devil's way?

But she, an old woman, was really powerless to stop her!

During the riot, a black light suddenly came from the sky.

That is a terrible sword energy!

This sword swept across everything and shook the world.

Several people were immediately beheaded!

Blood stains the blue sky.

The riot was barely stopped.

But I saw a man in black and blue clothes breaking through the air. He had a magnificent figure, abominable face, and a cold look in his narrow eyes.

North border, Demonic Imperial City, Chen Renmai!

One of the two great Wuhous!

He glanced at everyone with his cold eyes: "Zhou Hanqing belongs to me!"

Yang Yanqiu sneered: "Don't Wu Hou of the Demon Imperial City take my Tianxin Alliance seriously?"

At this time.

An extremely cold air swelled up to the face.

A man in gray strode forward, and he also sneered: "How can I miss my Wenxue Pavilion so lively?"

Beizhongzhou, Wenxue Pavilion is always dark!

These forces all come from all over the Nine Realms, and they are also well-known in this sect.

and.

Most of them are saints to cultivate!

The saint is the general term for semi-saints and spiritual saints.

I thought Chen Renkuang could calm the scene, but his arrival made the present even more chaotic!

These people have their own ulterior motives, and no one obeys each other, and even agrees that whoever steps into the house will get Zhou Hanqing!

For a moment.

The scene is out of control again!

"Oh hey!"

In the chaos, Grandma Song was pushed down!

Her forehead hit the stone table beside her and she fell to the ground with bleeding.

Countless feet trampled over her body cruelly.

Grandma Song died immediately!

More than a dozen people present rushed into the room.

boom!!

Suddenly, a shocking sound rang out.

As the terrifying sword energy burst out, the hut exploded, and everyone scattered and retreated.

Five or six people died now!

A bloody figure slowly walked into people's sight.

Zhou Hanqing tightly held the floating sword, his narrow eyes were scarlet, and the Shura's aura was overflowing.

A head of white hair dances wildly in the wind!

After seeing Grandma Song’s death, he went crazy!

"You killed your mother-in-law..."

"Everyone here, let her be buried with you!"

Zhou Hanqing roared angrily at the sky.

The magic light of fighting flashed in his eyes.

His voice was hideous and terrifying, and his sadness was endless.

Due to Grandma Song's death, Zhou Hanqing was greatly stimulated and became a demon with one thought!

He began to kill.

Anyone who wanders and swords sweeps away will fly with flesh and blood!

Wherever you see, blood splatters three feet away!

"This is a lunatic!"

Many people are scared.

Most of them are spiritual emperors or semi-saints, and they are simply powerless to resist!

Even the strongest man, Chen Renkuang, the Marquis of Wu of the Demon Imperial City, is only half-saint Great Perfection!

This is a terrible massacre.

Tianxin Alliance Yang Yanqiu, die!

Wen Xue Pavilion is always dark and die!

...

All those present, except Chen Renkuang, died suddenly!

This Wuhou was also seriously injured.

Looking at the blood all over the ground, Zhou Hanqing's demon soul was stimulated.

He roared again, staring at Chen Renkuang with cold and murderous eyes!

Then.

The wandering sword comes out.

The Chen Renkuang was scared, and he didn't want to explain it to this!

So.
Chapter completed!