"If you don't count, it doesn't count. Who are you counting?" Ye Tian's tone was indifferent and gave a wink at the Blood Hell King at the door.

The Blood King of Hell knew it and hurriedly ordered people to block the retreat of He Junyao and others.

Anyone can see it.

Ye Tian didn't want to let He Junyi go.

Dare to come to Yunhai Tiangong to cause trouble.

It will cost you a bloody price.

Ye Tian snatched the steel knife from He Jinxuan's hand and said indifferently: "Old He, stretch out your hand."

He Jinxuan said with a gloomy face: "Ye Tian, ​​forgive others if you want to forgive me."

"It's okay to cut off your hands and feet." Ye Tian said lightly.

In one sentence, He Jinxuan was killed.

People like He Jinxuan only have interests in their eyes, so there is no family affection at all.

In fact, He Jinxuan hopes that He Junyao will break his hands and feet.

Because by then, she can inherit the He family legitimately.

"What era is this? Are you still betting on your hands and feet?" Just at this moment, a joking voice came from outside the Yunhai Tiangong.

Look in the direction where the sound comes.

Long Qiluo, Du Jiumen and others rushed in with murderous intent.

The gun king Yang Yanhu took the lead, holding a spear in his hand, stabbed the ground like a plow, and shook all the disciples blocking the road several meters away.
Chapter completed!