Chapter 205 Violence

Wei Jue's voice has made many people turn back. However, the first thing they saw was more than a dozen people flying almost at the same time. The banging and click of bones made people feel hair.

Lie stood on the wall of the Wei family with her eyebrows on her back, watching Pingjiang and the mightyness kill into the crowd. No one can stop them even for a moment. Wei Jue, who was the first to rush out, is now caught in the middle of them. Surrounded by countless enemies, it is extremely safe. No one hand could touch him, and those breaths flying out of dozens of spiritual weapons were easily scattered by the two people around them one by one. The powerful power of the star explosion did not affect their pace at all.

"Hmm!" A middle-aged man in blue glanced at Pingjiang and Weiwu coldly, as if he had found out the cultivation of the two. His eyes suddenly became sharp, and he raised his feet and walked forward with an arrogant face.

"Hum your mother!"

With a mighty grin, before Pingjiang set off, he stepped into the middle-aged man in Qingyi and defeated the energetic clouds gathered in his hand with one palm. When he wanted to retreat in shock, his hand quickly stretched out and grabbed the middle-aged man's neck in Qingyi. The other hand punched him fiercely in the chest. Suddenly, the middle-aged man in Qingyi's whole body was fierce. Trembling, and then the seven orifices and pores all over his body creaked out of blood, making him a bloody man in an instant.

"Let you install it again! With this strength, you dare to hum blindly in front of the young master. It's really looking for death!"

The power quickly slapped more than a dozen slaps on the middle-aged face of Tsing Yi, and the series of cracklings made everyone who saw this scene fall into an ice cellar and their whole body cold.

When the middle-aged man in blue was thrown to the ground like a dead dog, he was also fierce. Several other middle-aged and old men who were ready to take action quickly stopped their feet and secretly looked at the two more powerful people in shock.

The people of the Wei family may not know, but they naturally know that this middle-aged man in Qingyi is a real Yangdan monk. And this extremely violent young man actually blew up the middle-aged Danhai in Qingyi with one punch and directly smashed his Yang Dan. Even if this man could be saved, his skills would be completely useless.

Pingjiang with a cold face and a powerful face full of excitement, he kept hitting the monks around him, or knocking them to the ground, stepping directly on them and walking over. When they reached the steps, only dozens of breaths passed before and after.

"You just said you wanted to sell that woman to Yanchun Pavilion?" Pingjiang has just defended his position and has already locked a yellow-haired young man in his 20s in the front row.

"Who are you? Do you know who I am?" The yellow-haired young man's eyes came back from the dozens of bright monks on the ground and the miserable figure of the Yangdan monks. He saw the two fierce young men, one of whom actually stood in front of him and suddenly retreated a few steps in fear. His eyes were full of fear. Although he immediately shouted loudly, it was full of fierceness. Tao.

The yellow-haired young man was stunned and looked at Pingjiang as if he had never moved, but his face became hot. Obviously, the slap just now was from his face.

Looking at Pingjiang's disdainful and indifferent face, the yellow-haired young man retreated slightly and roared, "You bastard, how dare you hit me?"

Bang!

Another sound, this time the voice was louder than the previous one, and the yellow-haired young man's cheeks became red and swollen at a speed visible to the naked eye. Although this kind of slap does not hurt people, it is particularly humiliating.

Wei Jue has walked to Shen Yanmo's side, helped her up, and then stared at Wei Qingfu fiercely. Wei Qingfu's face was cold, and the two brothers didn't say anything.

Before Shen Yanmo, although he was slapped ten times by Wei Qingfu, his face was red and swollen, and there was a string of blood stains on the corners of his mouth, but his expression was faint. It seems that he was beaten not himself, but when the yellow-haired young forestry said that he wanted to sell himself to the Yanchun Pavilion just now, there was a trace of panic and panic in his eyes. At this time, she saw that Pingjiang and another young man, facing the many monks of the three major families, actually suppressed them so much that they dared not say anything, and Pingjiang's slaps of forestry made her eyes narrowed, and a pleasant feeling came out, making the corners of her mouth curl up. Then, she looked at Pingjiang with her back, and her eyes flashed and looked a little crazy.

The yellow-haired young man shouted several times, and then got a few loud slaps. He wanted to escape, but found that he could not move at all. When he looked at Pingjiang again, his eyes really showed fear. He looked back at the crowd behind him and looked at the princes of other families and the hidden Yangdan monks for help, but they almost avoided his eyes, giving him a feeling that although he was alone in the crowd, he was facing two fierce wild beasts alone.

"Who are you? You don't look like the Wei family. Isn't there only two monks in the early Yangdan family? You let them come out to see me. Humph, today we're just here to get justice. You either let me go or kill me!"

When he said that he killed himself, the forestry was a little timid and his voice seemed a little low, but he saw Pingjiang frown but did not do it. Suddenly, he seemed to have confidence in his heart. His expression was shocked and he was about to speak, but he heard a click. His body did not move, but his head suddenly turned up. He quickly took a last look at the landscape around him, and then his eyes darkened and fell into eternal darkness.

"It's so noisy!" Wei Wu Shiran came back, which made the other princes who thought Pingjiang dared not take action and looked happy, and their faces suddenly turned to ashes. They never thought that these two people really dared to kill the sons of their five families.

Pingjiang stared at the mighty. Although he told him on the road that he didn't have to keep his hand, the boy was really too tyrannical. It seemed that he hadn't killed people for a long time and had already been suffothed. The mighty smiled and stood aside.

"We don't care who you are. Since you have killed the Lin family now, this matter can no longer be good. Let's go!" An old man lined up the crowd and came out, looking gloomily at the empty eyes of forestry, with an incredible look on his face.

"Come as soon as you want, and leave if you want?" Pingjiang took a few steps towards the old man and said, "Are you waiting for the Wei family to become your own home, or do you regard this imperial city as your own home?"

The old man suddenly looked up, looked angrily at Pingjiang, and said harshly, "Why, young man, do you still want to leave us all? At your young age, you still have to think twice before doing things!"

"Do I need to think twice before doing anything? So when you are old, why do you come here to join in the fun? Why don't you inquire in advance whether this Wei family can afford to provoke you waste families!"