Chapter 207 New Guest

In the front yard of the Wei family, nearly 100 bodies were lying on the ground. This scene made people who had not experienced too many killings vomit and even fainted.

When the powerful killing began, Pingjiang had already ordered Lier to enter the backyard of the Wei family with eyebrows.

"The Wei family is over! The Wei family is over..." Wei Botian's lips trembled and muttered a few words. Suddenly, he woke up and quickly called the people of Wei Fuzhong and began to deal with the bodies all over the ground. After the order, the whole person looked a little confused again. Obviously, the bloody killing of Pingjiang and the mighty made him feel that the Wei family had completely offended these three families, and there was no room for manoeuvre.

If the Wei family was forced out of the imperial city before, at least they could return to Jinyan Prefecture or even other states for development, then I'm afraid there is no way to protect it now. The three major families must hate the Wei family to the bone and never die.

Pingjiang looked at the powerful and frowned, "How can you become more murderous as your strength improves?"

"I don't know that. All I know is that it must be like this to make me comfortable and happy. And after getting the escape fairy pattern, it is impossible for other monks in the early or even middle of Yangdan to escape from my hands. I haven't seen the monks in the later period of Yangdan, and I don't know what their strength is. I just heard that the strength of the monks at the peak of Yangdan in the later period has begun to be close to that of Yangying's early monks, and their power has greatly exceeded that of Yangdan's mid-term monks. If that's the case, I'm afraid it's still a little difficult for me to deal with them.

"I don't want to ask you how strong you are, but your tyrannical and bloody murderous atmosphere always makes me feel strange. Is there no way to control it?"

The mighty shook his head, and Pingjiang could only sigh. After all, although the mighty has its own ideas, the process is finally different. If there is really such a drawback, there is nothing we can do. Unless they find the people who made him, maybe they can know more. Of course, they can only think about it and can't do it at all.

Wei Jue came over with a sneer on his face. After all, the dedicated monk is different from the people in the secular forces. He has no special feeling about killing so many people with power. Moreover, if Pingjiang and the mighty will not come, the Wei family will not know how they will be forced by these people. Although the current situation will push the Wei family into a more dangerous situation, Wei Jue believes that there is no problem to protect the main bloodlines of the Wei family with his master and wife.

Since he was with Qian Zhen, he has been more and more immersed in the mysterious and wonderful realm of cultivation like Hepingjiang. It seems that he can learn more about the magic and rules of the world every day! Therefore, he no longer cares about the power of the Wei family as much as before. Especially today, after seeing this kind of strength alone, the law of the jungle, and turning the black into white, he looks down on the secular forces. Only when he strives to cultivate to a very high level, gradually master some rules, and then understands the great understanding between life and death, and finally achieves immortality and lives with heaven and earth, he should be the monk's really Things to do.

"Mighty, good means! I didn't expect you to be so powerful after not seeing you for two years. I'm afraid it's better than Pingjiang, right? I really don't know what kind of fairy fruit you eat. It has such a magic effect. At this time, Wei Jue seemed to know why Mr. Jin wanted to come here. This boy's strength is really strong now.

Wei Wu was originally said to be too murderous by Pingjiang, and he was still a little unhappy. Now when he heard Wei Jue praise himself, he suddenly became magical and muttered with Wei Jue about his experience.

Pingjiang looked at Wei Botian and saw that he was a little unkind and didn't want to explain. At this time, Wei Qingfu woke up and turned his head to look at the scene in the front yard. He was so shocked that he didn't come up and fainted again.

Shen Yanmo looked at Pingjiang and took two steps this way, but found that Pingjiang did not seem to see him at all. He went straight to the door, making her look gloomy.

The mighty also stopped bragging, stared, followed Pingjiang, and greeted him at the door of Wei's house.

"What a bloody smell! Did they do it directly in there?"

"Cut, so what if they do it? Can't their three families deal with a small family that came savagely? In this imperial city, your majesty is not the only one who speaks!"

"Haha, that's right. We might as well walk slowly and go in when they are almost killed, so as not to show our feet."

"Shut up and don't talk nonsense!"

Listening to the laughing voice of several outsiders, Pingjiang had already walked to the door. He looked out and saw five monks walking this way behind a young man of about 30. The leisurely appearance is extremely leisurely. And the five monks, given the feeling of Pingjiang, can detect that there are two of them in the early realm of Yangdan and three brilliant realms. But that young man only has the realm of starlight.

"Huh, did they send you to go out? How's it going inside?" When the young man in brocade saw Pingjiang, he said with a direct smile.

"It's all dead!"

"Are they all dead?" The young man frowned and said, "Why are they so ruthless? In this case, I'm afraid things can't be suppressed for a while."

When several people walked in, Pingjiang looked at them and let them in. In the front yard, I suddenly remembered several cold air-conditioned sounds. Then there was a dead silence.

"Who are you? What are you doing here?" Pingjiang's cold voice, like thunder in the ears of those people, made them turn back, and the shock in their eyes had not yet dissipated.

"How could this happen? Who killed these people? The young man in brocade looked grim.

The young man in brocade stepped back a few steps, and his cheeks quickly turned red. To make a monk's face red in the realm of starlight, the size of the force and the control of strength must be extremely exquisite. The strength must first penetrate into his body and seal his breath of the starlight for a while, otherwise his breath will quickly turn on his face, and these scars will no longer exist.

"I asked you first! Let me repeat, who are you? What are you doing here?" Pingjiang's voice is not slow, not hot or cold, and there seems to be no fluctuation.

The young man in brocade ignored Pingjiang, but looked at a middle-aged man around him gloomily and viciously. The middle-aged man hurriedly said, "Today, there are only seven or eight monks in the field, absolutely no Yangdan level. Could it be that the real couple just came over and left after killing people?

The young man in brocade snorted angrily and said, "Mr. and Mrs. Qian Zhen, they have the strength to kill all these dozens of people, so that it's too late for them to escape? So you said that Qian really wants to kill you, just like killing a pig, dog and ant?

"Son, that's not what I mean!" The middle-aged man lowered his head and replied in a low voice.