Ximen Huaide yelled and chased after him almost irrationally!

"No matter what, I want this villain to die!! Die, die, die!!!"

Simon Huaide is really mad, this is a direct crushing of his IQ!

Looking at this situation, it was clear that I had been played as a fool all night long!

"Be careful of fraud!"

Someone reminded me behind me.

"Even if there is a fraud, I will kill him. I will not give up until I die!" Ximen Huaide's eyes were red, and he was trembling with rage while chasing after him.

Ximen Huaide is the head of the Ximen family on this trip. Since he has made a decision, it will naturally be the basis for everyone's actions.

Everyone could only follow him and chase him out.

But having said that, these people are all Ximen Huaide's confidants, and they know Ximen Huaide's character very well. To be teased and threatened with death like this, if such hatred is not avenged, then it means he is not Ximen Huaide.

And the self-confidence of being a member of the Ximen family makes everyone feel confident: In this area, what if there is a scam? How many people can offend the Ximen family?

Isn't Juntianjian so great? Several young masters have been listed on it for so long, but nothing has happened yet?

I believe that this mustache cannot be from one of the two palaces, nor is it a disciple of the Three Mountains!

This is basically certain.

Because now that the three mountains have experienced the previous turmoil, their prestige has been greatly reduced. Zhizun Mountain has even announced that it will be closed for several years, and its reopening date is uncertain. As for the people in the other two mountains, not only have their situation been much lower-key recently, but those who came to Yuezhou,

They are all still guests in the inn.

Apart from those five families, what else does the Ximen family have to fear?

What's more... Ximen Huaide very much suspected that this mustache was probably the remnant of his family that was destroyed by him. The knife just now was really full of murderous intent. If the dead man hadn't sacrificed his life to stop him, he would have done it.

He died on the spot inexplicably!

The other party's murderous intention is so obvious, he must not be allowed to escape!

The figure with the mustache in front was extremely fast and looming, but everyone in the Ximen family kept chasing him and could always hang on to his tail.

As Mustache ran, he couldn't help but sneer: "The Ximen family deserves to be a bunch of poor people. Hehehe, this is absolutely right."

"You bastard! Stop if you dare!"

"Idiot, if you have the ability, can you catch up with me? Hahaha..."

Mustache's body always kept moving backwards and forwards, but his speed was not slow at all, and he was always dozens of feet ahead of everyone in the Ximen family.

Facing Ximen Huaide, his face was full of ridicule from beginning to end, trying his best to tease.

Ximen Huaide was driven even more crazy by this face, and he wished he could cut it into pieces and smash his bones into ashes.

"Rat! Rat! Just wait until your uncle Ximen catches you!"

His voice seemed to be moaning in sleep. It was a state of extreme anger! His chest was about to burst!

In front of him, the figure with a mustache flickered a few times, and eight figures appeared. Each one seemed real and not false at all.

As the traces of eight figures flashed, there was only one word left in the air - "Uncle Ximen? Haha, what can you do to me?"

These words were still echoing in the wind and snow, but the figure of the mustache had disappeared.

"This is... the avatar clone!"

Ximen Huaide gritted his teeth and groaned and cursed: "You have no guts... Others may not be able to see where you are hiding, but I belong to the Ximen family! The most famous inheritance of the family is

It’s the Art of Breaking the Eyes of Illusion!”

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"Brother, I'm sure, it's in that yard!"

Ximen Huairou pointed to a courtyard that was almost diagonally deviated from the normal direction.

According to normal thinking, it is difficult to imagine that the mustache transformed into eight shadows directly in front, and its final destination was on the right side!

But the Ximen family's delusion-breaking eye skills were really seen, and they were not fake at all.

Ximen Huaide said with a cruel smile: "That's what I saw! It's just a lame trick of hiding the truth, it's useless! Let's go, let this mustache who deserves to be killed a thousand times see what the chest wall of our Ximen family is like.

He’s so vicious and impoverished!”

"I want him, not only in life but also in death!"

Brother Ximen Huaide led twenty-three guards and headed straight for the courtyard with murderous intent.

In a moment, the group of people had arrived above the courtyard.

As far as the eye could see, the place below was unexpectedly clean and tidy, but it was a quiet little courtyard, but it seemed that there were many people living there, and many of them had the aura of heaven-level experts.

But this is actually not surprising. Nowadays, everywhere in Yuezhou City is overcrowded, and there are traces of the breath of heaven-level cultivators everywhere. If there are no preconceived ideas, these discoveries are not enough to be called evidence.

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But Brother Simon, don’t think that as long as I think and I believe, that’s enough!

“Sure enough, this is the right place!”

Ximen Huairou sent a message: "Maybe we have found their base camp...there are quite a lot of people inside!"

A cruel smile slowly appeared on Ximen Huaide's face, he waved his hand and shouted in a low voice: "Eradicate the evil, eradicate the grass and roots! Kill them all, leaving no one behind!"

With a loud roar, it suddenly exploded like a thunderbolt from the blue!

Twenty-five people rushed into this quiet little courtyard like a swarm of swarms, like a group of ferocious spirits!

Attack with all your strength!

boom!

The small courtyard was naturally as if it had been turned over by a local cow, and the vibration was so violent that it was simply beyond the norm.

Except for the main room, all the side rooms and halls all jumped up from the ground trembling because of this sudden change!

This house is like a fragile object that cannot withstand collisions. No matter the roof or the walls, they are all torn into pieces.

Several naked and tall men rolled down in the air with confused expressions on their faces.

It was already late at night, which was the most comfortable time for them to rest and sleep. After a tiring day, they could finally rest, and naturally they slept particularly soundly.

Unexpectedly, the incident happened so suddenly that the house was shaken up! There was no preparation at all. Various embarrassments appeared frequently, and many people were even shaken to the point of vomiting blood.

Even among them, those with higher cultivation level and strong endurance will inevitably have their Qi and blood surging, and their inner beings will be like burning.

An angry roar: "Who the hell did this!?"

I saw amidst the smoke and snowflakes, and the debris of homes and houses rolling down from the sky. In the darkness, a big man holding a sharp knife and wearing only a crotch cloth rushed out, exposing his hairy thighs, bare feet, and thick chest hair.

Flying in the heavy snow and north wind.

Well, this person has tattoos all over his body, and at first glance, he looks like he is wearing clothes.

There is a blue dragon tattooed on the left arm, a white tiger tattooed on the right hand, and the chest hair is covered by the chest hair, which vaguely resembles a white elephant. The back is tattooed with a red bird, and the tail of the red bird covers the two buttocks, which is very ingenious.

But what's even better is that there is a huge Xuanwu tattoo on his lower abdomen and thighs.

Xuanwu's head...seemed to be just inside his trousers. However, the anger of this man at this moment was clearly revealed. His hair was messy and stood straight up, and his face was furious, aggrieved, and full of anger.

This man was carrying a big knife in his hand and was staring coldly at the more than 20 uninvited guests in the yard, gritting his teeth in hatred!

"Thunder Crazy Sword? Lu Yitian?"

Ximen Huaide sneered: "So you are involved in it?! Lu Yitian, your good days are over! Let me tell you, I am here to destroy you!"

"Ximen family?"

Lu Yitian looked at him angrily, gritting his teeth continuously, but surprisingly did not retort, as if he had some scruples, and even though he was filled with anger, he still did not rush forward.

Many of the other men were also naked, and some were even naked. They were breathing heavily and looking at the Ximen family members with cannibalistic eyes.

In addition to being angry, this group of people has another common characteristic: they seem to be worried about something and dare not take action immediately.

Ximen Huaide only thought that these gangsters were frightened by the reputation of his Ximen family and had a guilty conscience.

Then he sneered, walked calmly, took two steps forward slowly, and said majestically: "Now you know you are afraid? Why did you go there earlier? You bunch of bastards! You will only know how to be afraid when things happen. Even if you want to beg for mercy,

That’s too late!”

"Where's the mustache? Why don't you tell him to get out..."

Before he finished speaking, he heard a voice full of depression saying: "What is it! Get it for me!"

Immediately, a majestic momentum suddenly enveloped the entire small courtyard!

This momentum, moving with purpose, only enveloped this small courtyard, and had no impact at all on other areas of the small courtyard.

Even the outside world couldn't detect it, but this movement blocked all the movements inside.

Well, the sealing here is still targeted. None of the heroes who originally lived in the courtyard were affected, but all the Ximen family members felt that their blood was frozen. It seemed that

Even his thoughts are imprisoned, and his movements are as slow as that of a decaying old lady.

The subtlety of the control of this momentum and luck is astonishing, frightening and frightening.
To be continued...