Chapter 246, brutal and crazy

With heavy force under his feet, the Raptor's face turned pale, and the solid ground under his feet was even cracked inch by inch. It's just that no matter how angry he is, no matter how angry and hate Zhu Peng's shamelessness, at this moment, he dares not take action against Zhu Peng. Although it was just a very short cooperation, he, who was at a certain height of practice, had already seen that Zhu Peng's swordsmanship was excellent. Not to mention that at this time, there was a young man in his arms that made him extremely scrupulous, that is, Zhu Peng had nothing in his hand. The two sacrificed their lives to fight with each other, and the final victory and death had to be known.

"What on earth do you want? As long as you are willing to let my daughter go and let my father and daughter live, my personal belongings belong to you all my life, and I also know several secret warehouses of the Han family. As long as you are willing to let go of our father and daughter, I can tell you all these."

He flicked his nails. The girl in his arms had been knocked unconscious by Zhu Peng for a long time, so he was not afraid that the girl would cry and get in the way. He just said gently in an orderly manner: "You also heard the words of the Hanshan disciple just now. I'm a blood monk, or you can also call me Zhu Peng..."

"Zhu Peng, the king of the bloody Shura?" Before Zhu Peng finished his words, the Raptor Taoist exclaimed. Obviously, Zhu Peng's name is not small. Even for the Raptor Taoist in the nine layers of gas refining, he has been heard and even familiar with it.

"Do you know me? Well, that couldn't be better. Thinking about the current situation, the situation in front of you has made you understand that the destruction of Tianhu Qingqiu and Linghu Han family has been decided. Even if you barely escape with your daughter, you are just wandering around and living a miserable life where everyone is shouting to fight. If it's just you. As he spoke, Zhu Peng stretched out his hand and lifted a light gray fox tail of the girl** in his arms.

"But the problem is that there is also a small oil bottle next to you. There will be hardships in the future. Naturally, you don't need to say more. Don't tell me. You don't know how bad the reputation of the Linghu Han family is in Qin Wangling now. Even if you rely on your cultivation, you can kill everywhere and work hard, what about your daughter? She has been used to brocade clothes and jade food since she was a child, and then let her go to fight with you in the world. Can she stand it?

Zhu Peng's words, although wordy, are straightforward and practical. Now the Raptor Taoist lost his wife and daughter overnight. It was the time when he was exhausted. In the past, he was parasitic in the spirit fox Han family. In addition to practicing, he also had trivial things in life and small things to be presided over by his wife. Therefore, in addition to his amazing combat power, for all kinds of livelihoods, The post-planning can be said to be at a loss.

Now when he is scared by Zhu Peng, he suddenly trembled. He is not afraid of suffering, but he is afraid that his daughter will accompany him to suffer. The child's mother worked hard to keep Qingman, not let her accompany her to suffer.

"Well, what do you think I should do? If you have anything to say, just say it directly. You don't have to go around." After all, the person who can cultivate to such a level is not stupid. On the contrary, the Raptor Taoist has a lot of inner wisdom. He is still a little confused in the first sentence, and the last sentence has already realized that Zhu Peng is trying to attract himself. After all, the master of the nine-level realm of gas refining, any force in Qin Wangling will not be too many, and the strange goods can be found.

"It's really not stupid. It's just that this is not a place to negotiate terms. Let's change places first, hand over your daughter out, and then let's plan slowly." The strange reaction here has aroused the suspicion of the monks around him. Under Zhu Pengtian's eyes, it has been observed that some monks are advancing in this direction, but they don't know the depth, so they can't move fast.

Both of them have extremely high cultivation. Zhu Peng is very good at hiding and lurking because of his previous experience, while the Raptor Taoist is more exaggerated. His body is like electricity, and his shadow is like charm. In which direction are they soaring? The two monks with low cultivation can only barely see a faint one. Can't even tell whether he is an enemy or a friend. Even if his eyesight is good enough, his body skills are probably not as fast as that of birds of prey.

Looking at the soaring figure like electricity, Zhu Peng sighed secretly in his heart. If it weren't for this little girl in his arms, such an eagle-like figure, how could he easily surrender? But on the other hand, once such a person is surrendered, the task assigned by Su Shi will have the possibility of completion.

Walking to the side hall, according to the secret mark, Zhu Peng quickly took the Raptor Taoist to find the blood team led by Zhu Sansan. At this time, they actually walked with a group of monks of the bitter sword gate, talking and laughing, and seemed to be quite harmonious.

"Kill all the bitter swordsman, and don't leave any."

The faint cold words came into the ears of the Raptor Taoist, which scared the monk who refined the nine layers of gas, but he did not dare not listen, or even dared not ask a little. Anyway, whether it is the bitter sword gate, the cold mountain courtyard, and even the blood soul, they are all enemies that destroyed his homeland. There is really no psychological burden to kill. Or for the sake of his daughter, there will be no psychological burden for Raptor to kill anyone now.

How does a group of ordinary junior monks compete with an old guy in the nine-level realm of gas refining, especially this old guy is shameless, playing raid fighting and blitz tactics.

It was like a night bird coming out of the shadow. When the blood monk came to his senses, most of the bitter monks had been assassinated and smashed. Choking, long swords and weapons came out of the sheath one after another, but they didn't wait for the desperate counterattack of the remaining bitter monks. In the shadow behind him, a dazzling sword spirit had already burst, like a hurricane sweeping away the leaves. When the cold light dissipated and Zhu Peng appeared, the bitter and silent doormen had died.

There was a handsome bitter and silent monk who still had a breath. He had never swallowed it. He stretched out his palm and grabbed Zhu Sansan with difficulty. His eyes were full of desire and desire for life. Looking at such a situation, Zhu Sansan was also very helpless. She stepped forward, stepped on the handsome male cultivation's chest, and then slowly stepped out the remnants of the male cultivation's breath. Finally, click, click, click, click, the sound of broken bones sounded, and the male cultivation of the bitter sword gate lost his life.

"What I hate most in my life is the handsome little white face. As a man, why do you look so good-looking? Isn't this let me look at the trouble?" Gently rubbed and rubbed the blood from the soles of the deceased's shoes on his clothes. Then, Zhu Sansan suddenly turned around and showed a sunny smile to Zhu Peng.

"Why did you come back so soon? Did you get it so soon?" As she spoke, the girl waved her hand, which made the bloody monks who were still a little stunned around react.