Signed To The Ancestral Land For A Hundred Years, You Will Be Invincible When You Come Out Of The Mo

Chapter Thirty: Killing the Heart

The black hole was engulfed with terrifying energy to make the void collapse and fragments, and the air was distorted, and the black holes continued to expand. In a flash, the aging bodies of the martial arts Elders were sucked into the void.

“This… is actually the ability to…break the void?!”

Han Shaoyu felt that the three views were broken and refreshed, and his mind trembled.

According to ancient records, the Shattered Void must be at least Martial God level…

Is the martial ancestor of the Martial God level?

This…impossible!

Of course Wu Tian is not Martial God, just the rewards received by the system for signing in.

Just when Han Shaoyu’s left arm collapsed inch by inch, his whole person was about to be sucked into the void.

Wu Tian made a move, and a cold light that was so fast that there were afterimages cut off his left arm.

“Just die like this, it’s too cheap for you!” Wu Tian squeezed his face and smiled.

Seeing that gentle smile, Han Shaoyu couldn’t help but shudder.

The smile was very gentle and friendly, but Han Shaoyu still felt a heartfelt fear.

He knew that Wu Tian would not let him go. If he had known that Wu Tian had such a terrifying ability, he would not provoke the Wu Clan by saying anything.

Unfortunately, there is no regret medicine in this world.

Han Shaoyu wanted to cry without tears, and his heart was bleeding.

He regrets that he once had an opportunity to grow his family in front of him, but he didn’t cherish it.

If God gave him another chance, he would definitely not let Han Tongtong go to the martial arts waste to divorce.

If he knew that the martial arts trash once was, it was the person in front of him who blocked the murder. When the Buddha blocked the killing of the Buddha’s ancestor of the martial arts, he didn’t know what kind of wonderful expression would be on his face.

“My lord, please let the Han family go. What you did to the Wu family before is the responsibility of a certain person in Han. Whether it is for the cattle or for the horse, or whether to kill or kill, it is all at the disposal of the adults.”

Han Shaoyu knelt down with a puff, knocking his head in pain.

A puddle of blood soon appeared on the floor.

Wu Tian stood with his hands in his hands, his dark eyes staring at him indifferently.

“What about the Wu family?! When you gave the order, did you ever think about letting the young brother of the Wu family go?”

The answer was as straightforward as always.

“My lord…this…Han is willing to apologize!”

Han Shaoyu hesitated.

“Do you think I am discussing with you?”

Wu Tian grinned, and his neat white teeth were filled with sorrow.

Kill the heart, kill the heart!

Not only is it necessary to kill, but also to punish the heart, otherwise it is difficult to solve the hatred.

It is impossible for Han Shaoyu to let go. At least he will destroy his dignity first, then give him hope, and then destroy the hope, making him desperate.

Han Shaoyu is a wise man. He knew that he had made a wrong decision and committed such a terrible disaster. It would be impossible for him to survive.

So he was prepared to die, only to keep the Han family.

The Han family has been in the city of prayer for hundreds of years, but his generation has been ruined. This is really an unforgivable shame.

Not only Wuyan Xia Jiuyou faces the ancestors and ancestors, but even after his death, he will be criticized by others.

“Why, you don’t want to?”

Seeing Han Shaoyu’s delay in responding, Wu Tian asked again impatiently.

The Han family cannot be destroyed in my hands…

The Han family cannot be destroyed in my hands…

Han Shaoyu kept hypnotizing himself like this in his heart.

He can die, but at least he must die decently.

But in order to preserve the Han family, there is no other way!

Wu Tian was already a little impatient when he saw that Han Shaoyu hadn’t thought about it for a long time.

He stretched out his hand to pinch the back of his neck, and walked around Han’s house with him like a dead dog.

The Han family’s territory is very wide. When Wu Tian was engaged in slaughtering the door, a few slippery fish ran away. He could see clearly that it was running in this direction.

Soon, the few fish that slipped through the net of the Han family were picked out by him one by one.

Two Martial Spirit realms, ten Martial Master realms, and a dozen young girls in the Practitioner warrior realm.

To Ling Wutian’s surprise, there was still a familiar face in it.

His former fiancee, Han Tongtong!

Now, things are starting to get interesting.

As far as he knows, this Han Tongtong is still Han Shaoyu’s niece.

“Master Martial King… please let us go. The Han family’s affairs have nothing to do with us and we are also victims.”

An Elder of Martial Spirit lay on the ground and wept bitterly. While crying, he took out all his belongings, gently placed it in front of Wu Tian, ​​and built a hill.

victim? !

Wu Tian glanced at his Elder robe contemptuously.

With his hand upright, the sky full of Sword Qi cut him into thin slices of meat.

Just this value?

The old thing still wants to pretend to be miserable and miserable? Are you worthy?

From Wu Tian’s point of view, all the top executives should be damned.

“To be honest, the old man is not a devil, and I don’t have the heart to deal with you juniors.”

“But because your Patriarch made a wrong decision, it brought the Han family annihilation”

“So it’s a pity that you all have to die, just cut it yourself, don’t let me do it.”

Wu Tian walked to the crowd and looked at them condescendingly.

“What is the patriarch’s own opinion to do to us, why should we pay for him?” At the moment, a clear and bright young man’s brows were full of violence and anger.

“You are one body, and you should be both prosperous and both prosperous.”

Wu Tian frowned, staring at him with calm black eyes.

To be honest, he doesn’t like talking nonsense very much.

“Stop it yourself.”

Feeling the unquestionable in Wu Tian’s tone, the faces of the surviving disciples of the Han family are a little distorted.

“It’s all your fault! Little Sister killed me, why don’t you die?”

One of the female disciples of the Han family finally couldn’t help the emotions in her heart, and burst out, rushing directly, biting and scratching Han Shaoyu.

“Everyone is dead, why don’t you die, why do you want to kill us?” Someone took the lead, and the others followed suit and found a way to vent their desperate emotions.

Taking a knife to the former head of the Han family either carved or scratched or chopped him, leaving him covered with scars.

Wu Tian’s black eyes and Gu Jing had no wave, and his face hidden in the shadow of the black robe couldn’t show any expression.

Because of Cultivation Base being restricted by Wu Tian, ​​Han Shaoyu couldn’t struggle. He felt the pain from all over his body and kept groaning.

Tears and nose were all over his face, and his eyes were filled with despair.