Thunder Martial

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The remote Liu family village is very peaceful.

As the sun sets, the golden afterglow falls, covering the small village with a layer of light golden gauze. At the entrance of the village, several children are playing and playing, and the immature laughter keeps ringing. The old man sits on a dead tree and plays chess. The child has a happy smile on his face.

This is a happy picture, but unfortunately, the next moment, it was broken.

"Kill, leave no one behind except Lin Xue." Suddenly, an indifferent voice sounded, breaking the tranquility of the small village.

A powerful aura filled the air, and one after another figures flew towards the small village. Their bodies were full of murderous intent, and their eyes were cold and ruthless.

"puff."

A cold light flashed, and a sharp blade appeared, and it slashed at the children at the entrance of the village. The cold light flashed, and a child's head flew up. There was still a frozen innocent smile on his face.

Blood splashed on the faces of the other children, and they were all stunned, standing where they were, with horror in their eyes.

"you."

The old man who played chess got up, was furious, stood up in an instant, his whole body was filled with Dao Yuanli, but when he saw the figure standing above his head, his face changed drastically, and he exclaimed: "Yu Kong."

"Hmph, your Lin family can hide so well, let's find it easy and kill them." Four Yu Kongs appeared, standing in the air, their breath surging, and sealed the small village.

The dozen or so people who arrived were all experts in the True Yuan Realm, their strength was in the sky, and their killing intent surged wildly. It was a massacre against the Shanglin family.

"puff."

A cold light flashed, a human head flew high, blood spurted from the headless corpse, and an old man fell down, spurting blood wildly.

Two old people, one of them died in an instant, the remote mountain village is in a catastrophe today.

The stunned children, seeing the blood again, screamed piercingly, calling for their parents, and ran towards the village in a panic, staggering and panicking, several of them even fell down and burst into tears.

"Don't cry, let's go." A slightly older child, about five or six years old, turned to pull a two- or three-year-old child.

"Shua."

step out,

A powerful monk chased him, and a cold light flashed across his hand with a sharp blade. The head of a five or six-year-old child was beheaded, and blood sprayed all over the body of a two- or three-year-old child.

Blood was splashed, and the cold light flashed again. The two little guys died, and their pure eyes lost their luster.

"Uncle, why did you kill us?" An older child saw the monk coming, his eyes were full of horror, and he leaned his back against the wall, and his immature voice sounded.

"Because you deserve to die." The monk sneered, with a flash of coldness.

When the child appeared at the entrance of the village, he was slaughtered first. The monks were ruthless, their eyes were cold, as if what they killed was not life.

Several cold lights appeared, and children fell to the ground one by one

"Who the hell are you guys? Why are you so cruel, you don't even spare children." The old man at the entrance of the village growled, furious, his eyes were red, like a bloodthirsty beast.

These children are the future of the Lin family, they are very young, they often call him grandpa next to him, and occasionally steal chess pieces, they are very naughty, but today, they fell into a pool of blood and were slaughtered.

In his hand, the brilliance flickered, and a dazzling light was shot out. This was a full-strength blow, the spirit and spirit were united, and he performed supernormally.

"Bastard, go to hell." The old man roared, and rushed towards a group of monks, with the dazzling light in his hand, he even struck out first.

"puff."

A monk from the eighth heaven resisted with a sharp blade in his hand. Dao Dao Yuan force filled his body, but it was useless. The blow that the old man performed supernaturally was terrifying. Guanghua rushed past, cut the sharp blade, and cut the opponent's body.

A powerful monk died.

But at the same time, several cold lights fell on the old man one after another, scars appeared, and the sound of sharp blades piercing through the body sounded, and the old man fell down unwillingly.

In just a few breaths, the killing at Xiaocunkou ended.

"Uncle Clan, you bastards, I'll fight you." A young man rushed out of the village hearing the screams. First, he saw many children lying in a pool of blood, and two elders of the clan died.

He yelled, his eyes glowed red, with infinite killing intent.

"boom."

All around him, there was a riot of breath, and a terrifying flow of energy. He was also a true yuan realm, and he rushed directly to the crowd.

Desperate for life, desperate for a blow, seeing death as home.

"puff."

A powerful monk was punched through the heart by a young man, and at the same time he repelled another person. He had no defense at all and hit an unreserved blow because he knew that he could only hit this blow.

A cold light flashed across the young man's neck.

With a flash of sword light, the young man fell to the ground.

This is a tragic massacre, without leaving any one behind, the elderly and children have been killed before anyone enters the village entrance.

The innate cultivator who reported before had weak legs and panicked. He just wanted to receive some rewards. He never expected that the big forces would be so cruel and wanted to wipe out the roots.

The monks rushed into the sheep like a pack of wolves, and a massacre began.

"puff."

Regardless of whether it is women or children, old or young, they will not be spared. As long as they see people, they must be killed.

There were screams, screams, calls for help, exclamations, and so on, the scene was in chaos.

"puff."

Blood flowed, catastrophe came, the Lin family was in danger, and every Lin family member fell under the butcher's knife.

"You bastards, I'll fight with you." A hot-blooded man from the Lin family shouted, with a weapon in his hand, with a cold light, he rushed out, wanting to fight for his life.

"Pfft." The sword light flashed, and the head flew up. Not everyone has the qualifications to risk their lives.

"Idiot." The powerful monk sneered, and turned to hold the knife to kill the next one.

"roll."

A middle-aged man with strong breath and terrifying aura surged all over his body. He is a cultivator of the Ninth Heaven of True Essence. He is very powerful in combat and has a high status in the Lin family. He is the younger brother of the head of the family. As for the third monk, he also knocked him backwards, was seriously injured, and died soon.

His combat power is very strong, he is one of the few strong men in the Lin family, he shouted, and went up with a knife, and killed the third Yukong who was seriously injured.

"Shua."

Above the head, the four Yukong blocked the place. Seeing the opponent's vigor, they instantly pointed out a finger, and a sharp sword energy appeared, like a beam of light, rushing towards the middle-aged man.

"Drink." The middle-aged man shouted loudly, and when he sensed something, he swung the long knife in his hand and slashed towards the sword energy.

"puff."

The sword qi was very fast, the long knife was a step too late, and it was pierced through the center of the eyebrows, a blood hole appeared, and the vitality dissipated.

The Patriarch's younger brother died, and the Lin family was in chaos.

"Why, why do you want to slaughter us? We have no grievances against you." Someone yelled unwillingly, with strong resentment.

"Because you deserve to die. If you want to blame, blame Zichen and Lin Xue. They killed you." A cold voice sounded, and Yukong stood in the air, looking at each other indifferently.

Below is a piece of hell on earth, and the screams keep ringing out, very shrill.

"Run, run!"

"Go, let's go."

The Lin family was in chaos, even the patriarch's younger brother died, who could stop these strong men, one after another flashed, and ran towards the outside of the village.

But no one was able to escape smoothly, the big forces had already prepared, and they would all be shot to death by Yukong the moment they left.

"We never go out. We have been hiding for several years. We have never been worried. Who betrayed us?" An old man yelled, very unwilling. Young people kept dying, children were killed, and the Lin family had no future. It was completely over. .

The person who reported before did not have a trace of blood on his face. He was purely for the bounty. Seeing such a tragedy now, he already felt remorse in his heart.

"Zhou Yu, it turned out to be you." At this moment, a cry came out, and a young man rushed out from the Lin family, his face was pale, and he was running away, but when he saw Zhou Yu, he stopped and recognized him.

"Liu Mu." Looking at Liu Mu, Zhou Yu's expression was extremely complicated, and he didn't speak. He knew that it was his greed that killed many innocent lives.

"Bastard, I treat you like a brother, yet you betrayed me!" Liu Mu was furious, yelling, but the next moment, he felt cold gazes all around him.

"Damn it, you bastard, I told you not to let you out, but you still went out to fool around with me, and leaked our tracks." An old man rushed out, eyes full of regret and anger, and rushed towards Liu Mu with boundless killing intent.

For his own selfishness, the entire family was harmed, hundreds of people were about to die, and he wanted to kill this traitor.

"It's not me, it's him, he betrayed me, I just mistook him for my brother." Liu Mu pointed at Zhou Yu, defended loudly, and backed up again and again.

"puff."

Suddenly, a sword light flashed and struck from behind the old man. Liu Mu wanted to exclaim, but it was too late. The old man fell into a pool of blood and was killed by a sword light from a distance.

"call."

Liu Mu heaved a sigh of relief. Seeing his father lying in a pool of blood, his life lost, he didn't have time to regret it, so he turned his head and walked away, still holding a bundle in his arms.

"It's all that damned woman, it's all her, she's the one who killed the family." Liu Mu cursed, and was very fast, avoiding several monks, and then bypassing the village entrance, his figure flashed, and he was speeding towards the distance flyby.

"Shua."

At this moment, a ray of light fell from the sky and hit his forehead. He was stunned and fell to the ground dead.

The four Yukong guarded the four directions, standing on the sky, and no one could escape.

"Father, I was wrong." With tears in her eyes, Lin Xue rushed outside, her heart full of remorse.

That day, she told her father about the inheritance, and his father asked her to leave alone, but she insisted on taking everyone in the family with her.

At that time, her father threatened that there were too many people in the family, and it was bound to be impossible to keep the secret, but Lin Xue was very stubborn, saying that if the family was united in one heart, it would cut money.

However, the concentric family only lasted for a year before dissatisfaction and dissatisfaction appeared.

Thus, led to today's tragedy.

"You're right. Your suggestion back then was agreed for my father." Lin Xue's father also rushed out, holding a ghost-headed sword in his hand, with a cold light shining.

The killing in the village continued, and no one was left alive. Except for Lin Xue, the big forces did not intend to keep anyone alive.