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

Chapter thirty-fifth melee! Three to seventeen!

The Han family sent soldiers to slaughter the children of the Wu family?

“What do you say?” Qi Wang frowned and asked.

Just about to give Han Shaoyu a fierce look, and ask him why he made his own claims and acted arbitrarily, only to find that he was dead.

Standing next to him is Han Zhentian, the ancestor of the Han family.

“I don’t have anything to do with the Han family right now. Their offspring are behaving and they can’t let me, an old and half-earth ancestor, come and pay for them.”

Han Zhentian found that there was something wrong with the atmosphere on the court and hurriedly separated the relationship.

Weeping old? Half-cut into the soil?

Do these two idioms have anything to do with you?

Zhou Zhouyuan took a deep look at Han Zhentian’s incomparably young face, and he had a new understanding of his shamelessness and opening his mouth.

“The son is not the fault of the father.”

Wu Tian gave Wang Qi a meaningful look.

“You can talk to this king first, this king will definitely be fair.” Qi Wang responded to Wu Tian in a bold and upright manner.

Wu Tian sighed, his eyes filled with various complex emotions such as pain, regret, and anger.

“Wu is just a martial artist, adhering to the principle that no one will offend me and I will not offend others, and live a lifetime of tremor and shock.”

“When I thought that Life would be able to take care of the elderly, who knew that something happened…”

Then, Wu Tian sent the black Qilin Jiabing to the Han family to destroy the younger generation of the Wu family, adding a lot of details to make the story more vivid.

After a lot of fuel and vinegar, the story told is really sad to hear it, and tears to see it.

“This Han family is really too much! It’s gone well!”

King Qi looked angry, and slapped Han Zhentian on the shoulder again, “As the ancestor of the Han family, but indulged in such a thing by his family, you are indeed guilty. Come back to the jail for atonement with me.”

“Let the king condemn it!”

Han Zhentian was almost staggered, but he dared not refute another sentence.

Whether it is the ancestor of the Wu family or the king of Qi, he doesn’t believe in either of these two people.

But under the eaves, he had to bow his head.

He promised that King Qi would at least survive, and King Qi would save him.

Who doesn’t agree…It is estimated that The next moment the ancestors of the Wu family and King Qi will join hands and kill him first.

“The sin is so serious that it cannot be redeemed anymore. It should be beheaded on the spot to show the public. It can’t be delayed for a moment.”

Wu Tian was tough, and was not deceived by Qi Wang’s nonsense.

The smell of gunpowder in the air is getting stronger!

Zhou Zhouyuan had a bad feeling in his heart, and he quietly opened a long distance from the two, and only after confirming that he would not be involved in the battle between the two, he stopped.

“Pray that the king’s law of the king’s city will not be trampled on. This king allows you to kill the Han family to avenge your personal revenge, which is already regarded as an extra-law favor.”

“This person can’t be protected by the king. The evil results now are the results of the original evil cause. If the king doesn’t let go, there will be one more rule in the king’s city.”

“Oh? Which one?”

“The above-mentioned methods are not counted! When the murderer commits a crime, this method opens one eye and closes one eye. When the victim wants to seek justice for himself, the method jumps out again and shows the victim its strength. Majesty and authority.” Wu Tian sneered, “What is the need for a thing that only teaches the king’s law to the victim?”

“What a big tone, so bold, dare to talk about the court, it’s time to kill!”

The snake’s pupil contracted for a while, and the body of the Nine Nether Spirit Python shot out towards Wu Tian like a sharp arrow, and the speed displayed by the huge body was extremely fast.

Wu Tian shook his head and stopped talking nonsense.

The body was raised three feet tall, avoiding the snake attack, and going out with a sword backhand, attacking seven inches.

The Nine Nether Soul Python’s blood basin had a big mouth, which contained a highly toxic viscous yellow liquid, and rushed towards Wu Tian.

Even the Sword Qi along the way was completely corroded.

Wu Tian’s figure flickered like a ghost, and in the next second, he appeared above the giant snake.

When the wrist was turned, the Xuanyuan Sword in his hand pierced its upper and lower jaws.

“Ding!”

The blade collided with the scales, sparks splashed!

The Nine Nether Spirit Python made a painful neigh, and the huge body struggled violently, as if trying to throw the villain out of its head.

“Give it all to me.”

Qi Dynasty Wu Tian rushed away, and two air waves waved on both sides of the air.

A peaceful light flashed on the palm, and the huge palm slapped Wu Tian one after another like mountains.

“It’s actually turning the palm of the mountain! There was once a Martial King from outside who wanted to make trouble in the city of Qiwang. It was this trick that beat the disabled, and his body is still suppressed under the mountain.” Zhou Yuan muttered to himself, his body retreated again. Farther away from the battlefield.

The remaining fifteen Martial Spirit Realm powerhouses swarmed.

A white-clothed monk stepped onto the snake’s body with a smile on his mouth and pink petals in his hands.

The flood of flowers and rain shot at Wutian like acupuncture.

A greasy fatty with big ears and breasts bare breasts, holding a pot of red daughter in his arms, stumbled towards Wu Tian.

The wine around him condensed into mist, exuding a strange fragrance.

“Ehhhhhhhh~”

A woman from the Western Regions with heavy makeup holding Pipa, wearing an out-of-tune tune, the rhythm impacts Wu Tian’s ear sockets, and the illusion envelopes his eyes.

“Buddha Buddha Wei does not smile, Bacchus is strict, Pipa Qin Demon Liu Yeqing…”

Zhou Zhouyuan’s eyes widened and counted one by one, taking a breath, “I didn’t expect that King Qi’s background is so rich that he can actually let so many famous Martial Spirit powerhouses work for him.”

Wu Tian slipped from the smooth snake head, strolling from the court on the long snake body, his eyes were clear and he was not disturbed at all, and he was a casual sword against the menacing attack.

Only when facing King Qi’s turning palm did he get up to twelve points.

Sword Qi cuts out like a torrential river, welcoming one after another to the mountains.

The two cancel each other out.

“Sword Spirit, come!”

Wu Tian threw the Xuanyuan Sword in his hand into the air, and an energizing force floated out of the sword to connect with his body.

Wu Tian stretched out his hand and grabbed the misty air force tightly, and pulled hard.

A vague figure was dragged awkwardly, and walked out of Xuanyuanjian following the Qi machine.

The vague figure changed for a while, and his appearance was exactly the same as Wu Tian. The only difference was the clothes on his body.

Wu Tian wore a black robe, with a wide hood on his head, mysterious and dangerous.

The sword spirit’s green shirt was fluttering, with a gentle smile on his face, like a well-trained son.

Two to seventeen is not enough!

“Official Li Yin, come!”

Wu Tian shouted again, and in the Han family territory below, a gloomy Ghost Qi quickly climbed up.

Li Bo took the guzheng up into the clouds, entwined with resentment, and he carried hundreds of lonely ghosts on his shoulders.

Looking at those familiar and unfamiliar faces, the expressions were hideous, frantically trying to get away from the young man who was like a scholar.

Han Zhentian trembled.

Glancing back and forth, and finally stopped at the top, Han Shaoyu and the distorted faces of Elder looked mad, completely incapable of their pre-birth posture.

“So many people?”

Li Bo stood on the snake’s body, his eyes swept across the crowd, standing side by side with Wu Tian.

“Go back and add money to you!”

Holding Xuanyuanjian in his palm again, Wu Tian glanced at him now, and said lightly.

Three to seventeen, evenly matched!

“You go and hold King Qi, the sword spirit will deal with the Martial Spirits, and I will behead the ancestor of the Han family before supporting you.”