"Zhan Wuque, isn't he dead?"

Su Muzhe's face changed, and then a trace of sinister smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "I finally saved my life and wanted to die, so I will fulfill your wishes!"

After Su Muzhe thought, Zhan Wuque must have been lucky enough to escape before the secret realm collapsed.

Maybe somewhere to be teleported, and then he would return to the imperial capital after half a year.

Now I just want to avenge his relatives and friends.

When Su Muzhe thought of this, he immediately walked out.

He could not wait to kill Wuque and avenge his dead grandson and his tribe members.

At this moment, the Su family martial arts performance venue.

There was a loud "boom".

Dozens of figures spewed blood from their mouths and flew backwards.

Still in the air, these people were penetrated by long black whips through their throats.

Some people did not die immediately, and their mouths were roaring in pain.

In the air, a man in white robe held a beautiful woman in his arms and stood in the air, with hundreds of corpses behind him automatically without wind.

It's like a celestial girl scattering flowers.

Strange and charming.

Little blood fell.

The eyes of those corpses were filled with fear before death without exception.

The onlookers looked shocked. Such a terrifying scene, even after many years, some warriors who broke through the Martial King would be scared to wake up in their dreams.

"Go and call the head of the family, we can't stop it."

"Devil, he is the devil from hell"!

"I don't know anything, don't kill me"!

"Kill my beloved daughter, I will fight you"!

The rest of the Su family was in a mess.

"die"!!!

Zhan Wuque snorted coldly, and hundreds of long black whips stabbed the Su family.

His eyes were full of murderous intent.

Because, he just learned that the old man Ouyang was killed by the Su family and was tortured to death. Ouyang Ruonan's whereabouts were unknown, and he did not know his life or death.

The Su family must pay blood debts!

"stop"!

A loud shout rang out.

Immediately afterwards, a figure rushed from a distance, and with a wave of his hand, a dazzling sword light a hundred feet long shot out, shattering the shadow of the whip in the sky.

"Su Muzha"!

Zhan Wuque looked at the visiting person, and his murderous intent could no longer be suppressed.

"Little beast, how dare I slaughter my Su family's children at will"!

Su Muzhe flashed a few times and came to the scene. When he saw hundreds of corpses floating behind Zhan Wuque, his pupils suddenly shrank.

"This, the second elder of the Qing family, the third elder of the Qing family, and the fifth elder of the Qing family"!

When he saw the appearance of the corpses in front, Su Muzhe took a breath of air conditioning.

"You actually destroyed the Qing family"?

Su Muzhe was shocked and said a little in disbelief.

"The next one is your Su family"!

Zhan Wuque said lightly, murderous intent flashed in his eyes, the energy in his body swelled, and a corner of his robe rustled.

"Ha ha ha ha"!

Su Muzhai raised his head and laughed, with a deep sense of disdain in his eyes, "Do you think I am the waste of the Qing family?"

As he spoke, a powerful wave of Yuan power spread out from his body.

"The Eighth Level of King Wu"!

"How is it possible? It's hard to break through without treasures after King Wu. He actually broke through two realms in half a year."

Some of the powerful Martial Kings who were observing secretly said in shock.

"No, Brother Zhan is in danger." The prince was anxious when he saw this scene.

"After a while, there will be any accidents between brother and eighth sister, you must do your best to save him."

The prince said.

His four close-knit martial kings arrived just now.

"Let's do our best"!

The four Martial Kings looked solemn.

Their highest cultivation is only at the sixth level of the Martial King, and the lowest level of the Martial King is the third level. Together, they may only block Su Muzha's three moves.

The higher the level of a warrior, the greater the strength of each small layer, the greater the difference.

In the field.

Seeing that Su Muzhe released the eighth level of King Wu's breath, Zhan Wuque's face did not fluctuate at all, as if he had expected it.

"Let me go down," Jiang Nana in her arms said reluctantly.

Seeing that Su Muzhe was amazing, she didn't want Zhan Wuque to be distracted.

Moreover, Zhan Wuque hugged her with one hand, making it difficult to exert all his strength.

"No, killing him is enough."

Zhan Wuque's tone was faint, and there was no fluctuation in his eyes. His eyes looked at Su Muzha as if he was looking at someone dead.

"Arrogant"!

Zhan Wuque's calm tone made Su Muzhe laugh out loud.

An ant from a great martial artist actually told him in public that he wanted to kill him with one hand?

Looking at the entire Qin Dynasty, there are only a few warriors who can block Su Mu's head. How could he swallow this?

When the onlookers heard this, they all showed sarcasm in their eyes.

If Zhan Wuque had all his strength, they still felt that they had a slight chance of winning. After all, Zhan Wuque had the ability to kill the King of the Qing family.

But he only had one hand left, and opposite him was Su Muzhe, the head of the Su family on the eighth floor of King Wu. He was so arrogant that he was like a death sentence.

"After all, I am a young man, and I am very arrogant when I have a little strength. I am afraid that I will leave my life here this time."

An old man shook his head and said.

The prince's face looked a little bad.

He also felt that Zhan Wuque was a little arrogant.

The strong man on the eighth level of King Wu is considered a first-class strong man even in the hundreds of countries around the border.

The prince's four guarded martial kings are ready to save people at critical moments.

But they had a hint of resentment in their eyes.

They find it very worthwhile to risk their lives to save such a life-and-death person.

A crazy high-level martial king is extremely terrifying.

Is your own life a life?

"die"!!

In the field, Su Muzhe roared, and the huge Yuan power soared into the sky from the Tianling Gai and transformed into a giant tiger-headed eagle.

The giant tiger-headed eagle is about several feet tall, lifelike. With its wings spread, it is more than 30 feet long, covering the sky and the sun. A huge pressure rushed towards all directions like a sea of ​​rushing towards the sea.

"This is the Su family's top-level Xuan-level martial art that has been passed down for hundreds of years."

"So scary, so powerful"!

"Su Muzhe is so powerful that he may be able to compete with King Wu's peak"!

Some warriors with weaker strength were shocked and coughed up blood. They hurriedly retreated, and the horror in their eyes was almost as strong as substance.

"I'm so strong, I'm afraid that the four of us can't stop a move together."

The prince's four guarded martial kings looked at each other and smiled bitterly.
To be continued...