Chapter 268 A bunch of idiots!

Facing the strong men of this Duanmu family, Hong Yu is still fearless, standing proudly in the air, with a magic knife to the sky, thin body and clothes hunting, full of fierce fighting spirit.

To be honest, at this time, he misses the little boy in his heart. The ancient inheritance of this little thing has horrible combat effectiveness. Even if he can't cover these top masters of the Duanmu family one by one and send them into inexplicable time and space, it will certainly make their feet in chaos.

"Wang!"

The sound of a splash sounded not far away, and only a bloody man suddenly rushed out of the sea and brought a large string of drops of water.

"Third brother!" Seeing this man, Duanmu's father shouted, and his words were full of ecstasy.

Hong Yu looked back and saw that it was the man who had just been slapped into the sea by his butcher and repaired another knife. The man's whole left shoulder was missing, and the white bone was faintly seen in the flesh and blood. He secretly shouted that it was a pity that the knife just now could not be more accurate and cut open his whole life.

The dead mouse stood on his head and squeaked: "Damn it, the mouse said, Hong Yu bastard, your knife skills make me speechless!"

A group of members of the Duanmu family showed joy on their faces. Although this person was seriously injured, at least he recovered his life.

"Go back to the island quickly. Lao Zu happened to buy a lot of milk crystals. Now I'm calling him out of the customs, and there is still hope to grow on this half of your shoulder." Duan Mujing's father shouted to the man. After saying that, he took out a crystal clear little jade slip from his arms. He gently pinched his fingers, and the little jade slippered crisply and broke on the spot.

Obviously, this piece of jade slip contains the divine idea of Duanmu Yihuang. Now the little jade slip is broken, and the closed Duanmu Yihuang can be felt.

"Squeak, I'm laughing to death. How dare you put milk crystals in front of us? Don't you know that your immortal milk crystals were bought from Hong Yu's bastard?" The dead mouse seemed to have seen the most ridiculous thing in the world, standing on Hong Yu's head and laughing.

"Laugh at your sister! Go to hell!" Hearing this, Duan Mujing's father turned around and hit the dead mouse fiercely with a huge blood sword. However, the sword was only half cut, and it was stopped by himself and shocked all over.

Obviously, the dead mouse's words suddenly woke him up. Yes, his ancestors' breast crystals were bought from the bastard boy in front of him. If this bastard boy really died, his ancestors's road to immortality will be broken forever. Just now, the blood rushed to the top and almost made a big mistake.

The terrible huge blood sword stopped in the air, and the sword body buzzed and trembled. Duan Mujing's father's hand holding the sword burst into a blue drum, and even his bones cackled. However, he never had the courage to chop down this sword.

"Squeak... The mouse said, did you wake up from the dream? Don't you dare to split it?" Looking at the appearance of Duan Mujing's father, the dead mouse ridiculed and looked arrogant.

"I dare not split it!" Hong Yu smiled faintly, took a step forward, held the long magic knife in both hands, and struggled to split down. The suffocating death knife was ten feet long and cut through the air with a sound.

I was so aggrieved just now that he wanted to get it back!

"You?" Duan Mujing's father was furious and raised his huge blood sword to block it. The huge impact was about to rush him out. After slowly stabilizing his backward figure, he coughed out a large mouthful of blood, which obviously cracked his internal organs.

Hong Yu vented all his previous grievances on this knife, and it was a miracle that he did not cut off the huge blood sword in his hand directly.

"Do you still want to kill the people of my Duanmu family in front of us? Break you into ten thousand pieces!" A group of top masters of the Duanmu family were inexhaustably angry and wanted to take action against Hongyu.

"No! Everyone, stop it quickly!" Seeing this, Duan Mujing's father shouted anxiously, and even the blood stains on the corners of his mouth could not be wiped away, so he quickly rushed up to stop them.

"Why?" The masters of the Duanmu family were very puzzled and looked at Duanmujing's father in surprise. Those hand-clapped hands and the magic soldiers who were killed were all taken back alive.

"This person can't die! In this world, anyone can die, but he can't die!" Duan Mujing's father shook his head, sighed helplessly, and immediately turned his face and looked at Hong Yu fiercely. The masters were stunned and immediately understood the stakes: the death of this rebellious son is equivalent to declaring the death penalty for their ancestors!

For a while, a group of masters of the Murong family showed strange faces.

His eyes slowly swept over the masters of the wooden family. A smile slowly appeared on Hong Yu's beautiful little face. If you have to use one word to describe his smile, it is gloomy, really gloomy! The dead mouse, who had always been shameless, stood on his head, touched his belly very humanely with its mouse's claws and squeaked in his mouth.

Hong Yu's smile is gloomy, and his smile is disgusting!

"What are you going to do?" Hearing the laughter of this man and beast, the masters of the Duanmu family only felt that their spines were cold and looked at them with caution.

"I don't do anything, I'm just waiting for you to be broken!" With a light smile, Hong Yu said lightly. After saying that, he raised his long-length magic knife and blew gently into the blade.

"Squeak... The mouse said, a bunch of idiots! Hong Yu bastard, don't be kind, kill me--" Dead mouse, an asshole magic mouse, who was afraid that the world would not be chaotic, was so excited that he almost fell directly from Hong Yu's head.

So, the situation magically turned around at this moment!

"Kill--!"

His face suddenly became murderous. Hong Yu shouted loudly and raised the world-class magic knife with both hands. The tip of the knife rushed to the sky and quickly rushed to the masters of the Duanmu family. And his first goal is the remaining person with the terrible palm power of Duanmu.

It's this messy dark hand that almost slapped itself down just now.

"I'm the grass!" You can't fight, but you can't fight, but the man with a dark hand suspended above his head is very aggrieved.

"Squeak... The mouse said, it's too exciting for the rat to pee!" Dead mice danced.

Seeing the other party running away in confusion, Hong Yu laughed crazily, and the world's magic knife struggled to split out through the air, and the huge dark knife was killed out.

"Bang!" With a loud noise, the man was suddenly hit by the blade of death and flew dozens of feet backwards, spitting blood, and an unrivaled ghost hand hung above his head.

"Do you dare to kill me? Do I look good?" Hong Yu was murderous and crazy.

Ignorance! Naive! Be killed!" The dead mouse stood above his head and echoed, "A bunch of peerless idiots!"

"Go to hell!" Fang Yan held the world's magic knife high and split the man out with another knife.

"Fuck!" The people of the Duanmu family were about to vomit blood. They saw a rebellious son slashing and killing family members at their doorstep, but they couldn't fight back. They all had a headache and were anxious as if they were ants on a hot pot.

"What's the matter? Why hasn't the ancestor come out yet?" Someone shouted that the people of the Duanmu family knew that the ancestors appreciated this rebellious son and wanted to use it to organize this often strange massacre.

"The ancestor told before the retreat that he was in a hurry to refine those milk crystals. Don't disturb him if there is nothing important."

"Isn't this important enough in front of us? Come on, crush another piece of jade slip and call the ancestor to come out.

"I will be anxious with anyone who wants to call Duanmu Laozu, haha!" Hong Yu laughed and stepped on the virtual demon step under his feet, and a magic knife split a man who was about to dig out the jade.

Hong Yu's figure did not stop. He raised the magic knife and quickly rushed to another master of the Duanmu family. The man hurriedly hugged his head and couldn't help cursing: "Damn it, what the hell is this..."

"Bang!"

He hasn't finished his voice and has been split by Hong Yu's magic knife!