Blood Fighting Will Repay

Fuyuanju, third floor!

"Boss, Qian Shicheng, the two demons of the Qian family in the Tibetan Bing Valley, is dead..." A voice suddenly rang out from the room.

I was shocked to see that Fu Yuanju’s shopkeeper: Zhang Chengxian.

In front of him was Liu Bancheng sitting in a wheelchair.

When Liu Bancheng heard the news, his face suddenly changed: "What did you say? Qian Shicheng is dead?"

"Yes! An hour ago, our people found Qian Shiping's body in the back door alley." Zhang Chengxian said.

"Back Door? What do you mean is Qian Shiping killed by him?" Liu Bancheng said in shock.

Zhang Chengxian sighed and nodded: "It should be, boss, you also know the way the Qian family's two demons were doing in the past! They saw Brother Lin take out such a top-notch elixir at the auction, and they must have been extremely jealous! So if I guessed correctly, Qian Shicheng should have wanted to snatch the elixir from Brother Lin, but was killed."

"What you said makes sense, but I didn't expect that Brother Lin was so strong that he could kill one of the two demons of Qian family in Tibetan Bing Valley."

"Tell me, how did Qian Shicheng die?" Liu Bancheng asked suddenly.

Zhang Chengxian answered truthfully: "He was cut off his head with a knife."

"What? Cut off the head with one knife?" Liu Bancheng said in shock.

"Yes."

Liu Bancheng was speechless now.

The Qian family's two demons in the Tibetan Bing Valley were cut off by someone's head. If you say this, no one believes it?

After a long time, Liu Bancheng heard the eyes shining and said, "It seems that I, Liu Bancheng, did not read the wrong person, and Lin Hao is indeed not simple."

"Yes, boss! I can also feel that Brother Lin has a mysterious and powerful aura. According to my subordinates, I am afraid that Brother Lin's strength is in the realm of the earthly immortal!" said Zhang Chengxian.

"Haha, I'm afraid it's not stopping!" Liu Bancheng said.

"The boss means, did Brother Lin have reached the realm of human immortal?" Zhang Chengxian said in shock.

Liu Bancheng narrowed his eyes, and no one knew what was thinking in his head at the moment.

"Boss, Qian Shicheng is dead now, I'm afraid that the Tibetan Bing Valley will never give up. Besides, Qian Shiping, the boss of the two demons of Qian clan, is still here, I'm afraid..." Zhang Chengxian said the worry.

Liu Bancheng interrupted Zhang Chengxian and said, "Don't be afraid! No matter how capable he is, he will not dare to make trouble in my Fuyuanju. As for the Tibetan Binggu? I will give them an explanation! The most important thing now is that I want you to send someone to the hotel where Lin Hao is staying immediately to protect him!"

"Uh? Boss, Brother Lin is so strong, can we send someone to protect him?" Zhang Chengxian asked inexplicably.

Liu Bancheng chuckled and said, "You don't understand this! The stronger a person like him, the more we need to show our attitude! You must know that I sent someone to protect him just to show our position. Do you understand?"

Zhang Chengxian is a smart person.

Of course he understood what the boss meant, so he quickly said, "The boss is still smart, so I will do it now."

Liu Bancheng laughed like a fox.

At this moment, a sudden sound of anger that was thunderously roaring downstairs rang in the lobby on the first floor.

"Liu Bancheng, Zhang Chengxian, get out."

With this loud shout, a huge sword shadow suddenly slashed on the stone pillar in the hall in front of him. The huge stone pillar was slashed by the giant sword, collapsed with a bang, and rolling dust flew up.

Looking closely, the terrifying figure holding a giant sword in his hand was shocked that it was the boss of the Qian family's two demons: Qian Shiping.

After Qian Shiping cut off the stone pillar with one sword, the black-clothed guards in Fuyuanju ran over one after another.

Qian Shiping didn't even look at these guards, but his eyes were bloodthirsty and roared: "Whoever blocks me will die."

After the words fell, Qian Shiping swept the giant sword in his hand suddenly!

boom!

The invincible sword energy swept directly to the three black guards who stopped him in front of him.

Ahhhhh!

Amid the endless screams, the three black-clothed guards were cut off their bodies into two pieces by the terrifying sword energy.

"Liu Bancheng, get out of here." Qian Shiping roared and stepped forward.

The black-clothed guards around him were afraid of being killed, and no one dared to go.

At this moment, suddenly a sound came from the building.

"Qian Shiping, what do you want to do?" As these words were spoken, on the third floor, the story of Fuyuanju, Zhang Chengxian, pushed Liu Bancheng in a wheelchair and walked out of the room. Behind them, two old men in gray clothes were followed by them.

Qian Shi's withered face, after seeing Liu Bancheng appear, pointed his giant sword at Liu Bancheng and said, "Tell me, where is the bastard who killed my brother?"

Hearing Qian Shiping say this, Liu Bancheng pretended to be confused and said, "Your brother was killed? How is that possible!"

"My man surnamed Liu, please pretend to be confused in front of me! Today, if you don't tell me who killed my brother, don't blame me for ruining your Fuyuanju!" Qian Shiping roared, and the giant sword in his hand slammed on the granite floor tiles in front of him.

With a click, the hard granite ground was directly shaken by the giant sword.

Liu Bancheng raised his eyelids and said coldly: "Qian Shiping, do you think my Fuyuanju is a street stall and you can let you go wild? Let me explain it in advance, first, your brother is not dead in my Fuyuanju! Second, who is your brother killed? What's my business? So if you dare to make trouble in my Fuyuanju, don't blame Liu for turning against others."

Qian Shiping suddenly burst into laughter, but the laughter was hoarse and unpleasant.

"My brother's blood feud, I'll make a decision today. I see who dares to stop me!"

Qian Shiping roared and raised his sword and walked forward.

Seeing that Qian Shiping was really going to be tough, Liu Bancheng's eyes became extremely cold.

More than ten black-clad guards stopped Qian Shiping. When Qian Shiping saw them stopping, he waved his giant sword in his hand: "Die."

He roared out his words, and the terrifying giant sword slashed directly at the black-clothed guard in front of him!

Qian Shiping practiced swords at the age of 7. Now the giant sword in his hand weighs more than 120 kilograms. This sword is extremely wide and thick, but it is extremely flexible in his hands.

With a loud bang, the giant sword swung out and saw several black guards killed by the giant sword!

Seeing that the black-clothed guards could not stop Qian Shiping, Liu Bancheng suddenly spoke to the two old men behind him and said, "You two, take him down!"

Two old men in gray said, "Yes."

Then he stretched his body and flew down from the third floor.

After the two old men in gray flew down, one of them had bright eyes and had a tall and thin old man with protruding cheekbones pulled out two crescent-shaped bent blades from his waist with a "cang" sound!
Chapter completed!