Invincibility Starts From Sacrificing Ancestors

Zhou Dao had not yet stepped into the yard and smelled a faint **** smell.

However, he didn't think much about it. After all, this is the capital, and the monsters that Yu Yaosi faced can't be treated as usual. They should be much stronger than they were in Pingjiang City before.

Wang Xuanzhi, Ma Yinglong, although his strength is good now, but it is normal if he suffers some injuries.

But when Zhou Dao walked into the yard and looked at the two people approaching, the smile on his face gradually solidified.

This injury appears to be man-made.

Especially for Wang Xuanzhi, his entire arm was shattered by the terrifying blood energy, and his arm bones were damaged. If it wasn't for him wearing the [Eight Extreme Demon Bone], if it were someone else, this arm would be useless.

As for Ma Yinglong, the flesh on his right hand was torn apart, like the dry earth, and the bones were exposed one after another.

This is definitely the work of a master, who can press the two and beat them to the point where they can't fight back.

"Zhou Dao..."

Wang Xuanzhi and Ma Yinglong saw the familiar figure, the haze from before was gone, and their faces showed the joy of reunion after a long absence.

"Who did it?" Zhou Dao asked with a sullen face.

What kind of vision he has, such injuries are not clear, if it is someone else, not to mention that his life is not guaranteed, at least he has to be disabled.

Wang Xuanzhi and Ma Yinglong looked at each other and hesitated.

To be honest, this matter is a great shame for them. They don't want to involve Zhou Dao. Besides, the other party's status is prominent, and now they can only swallow it.

"Who did it?" Zhou Dao asked again, his voice cold by three points.

He is the one who protects the shortcoming the most, and his brother has been wronged, how can he bear it?

"Speak." Ma Yinglong pouted.

Wang Xuanzhi sighed softly, welcomed Zhou Dao into the room, and recounted the events of last night completely.

The silence was terrifying for a while, Zhou Dao narrowed his eyes, and a cold light suddenly appeared.

Seeing this, Ma Yinglong hurriedly said: "This little **** is indeed not a thing, but a gentleman takes revenge, ten years is not too late, we..."

"Fart, it's not too late for a gentleman to take revenge for ten years, and I never take revenge overnight." Zhou Dao slapped the table and cursed.

If it was a fair fight, Wang Xuanzhi and Ma Yinglong were defeated, and he had nothing to say.

But this is business. That young prince disregarded the rules and used his realm to overwhelm people. Not only did he kill him, but he even threw out Wang Xuanzhi and Ma Yinglong as trash without paying a cent.

Can you endure this ride?

Although Zhou Dao was used to being low-key on weekdays, and he didn't like to take the lead when he was in trouble, he made up his mind on this one.

"You... what are you doing?" Wang Xuanzhi's heart thumped.

He knows Zhou Dao's temperament too well. Usually people and animals are harmless, but in fact, he hates evil like hatred.

"Why not, isn't that little **** undisciplined? I let him know what it means to be beaten in society."

Zhou Dao narrowed his eyes, and a cold light appeared.

Wang Xuanzhi and Ma Yinglong looked at each other, and they knew that Zhou Dao's decision could not be changed.

That night, under the guidance of the two, Zhou Dao found the scar.

"Do you want to be a human?" Scar glanced at Zhou Dao.

Not everyone can be a person. The young man in front of him looks ordinary, and the breath released is also ordinary.

Such a group of people is likely to arouse the dissatisfaction of the young master.

not to mention…

Knife Scar looked at Wang Xuanzhi and the two: "Have you suffered enough? Are you still sending people to me at this stall?"

“Before, we didn’t know what to do. My brother is in a hurry recently and needs a lot of money urgently. You let him mess around and make some money.” Wang Xuanzhi said in a low voice.

"It will be rewarded in the future."

Knife Scar pondered for a while. In the match last night, Wang Xuanzhi and Ma Yinglong were seriously injured in vain. In the end, they found nothing, and he felt a little guilty in his heart.

Of course, if it was an ordinary cultivator, it would be fine if he felt guilty.

However, Wang Xuanzhi and Ma Yinglong are the [banners] of the Yuyao Division. At such an age, they have cultivated into nine transformations. It can be said that the future is promising. In case there is a need in the future...

"Well, for your sake, let's try it out." Knife Scar responded.

At that time, let this boy mix with a group of masters, sweeping the whole area with the strength of the young master, it should not be seen.

"Thank you."

Wang Xuanzhi smiled.

"You want to follow too?" Scar glanced at him.

"I'm afraid my brother is nervous. Besides, if he is injured, someone will take care of him, right?" Wang Xuanzhi explained.

How could they not be there at such a moment?

"You can go, but you have to cover it up." Scar reminded.

The battle last night has already aroused the unhappiness of the young master. If you see these two people again, who knows if the young master will be angry?

He didn't want to offend the God of Wealth.

In the second half of the night, it was still the high-walled compound.

On the martial arts training ground, there were bursts of screams, and the pungent **** smell came from a distance.

Wang Xuanzhi and Ma Yinglong wore cloaks, wrapped themselves tightly, and stood in the crowd.

Zhou Dao looked indifferent, and finally saw the young prince.

"It's all such rubbish."

Wu Antong looked at the middle-aged man who was groaning in pain under his feet, and the wild blood poured out, as if a torrent was rolling, shaking all the people lying on the ground away.

Some people have already passed out, and now they have been hit by a huge force and crashed into the wall, shattering their bones, and even piercing their internal organs, protruding blood.

"It's too weak, it doesn't make any sense at all." Wu Antong said lightly.

That attitude, condescending, is like looking down at the creator of ants, his words and deeds, rewards and punishments are all gifts.

"This little bastard." Wang Xuanzhi snarled inwardly as he saw his teeth split open.

"Antong, you've already opened the [four orifices]. Fighting them is not a cat-and-mouse game."

At this moment, a burst of laughter came.

On the side of the martial arts field, a young man in Chinese clothing was sipping tea and leisurely admiring the battle just now.

Beside him, there was also a young girl with a gilt phoenix hairpin and silver lotus brocade shoes, which made her beautiful beauty even more outstanding.

"Look, that is the son of Haiweihou, Fang Boyi."

"That lady is so beautiful, what's the background?"

"The granddaughter of the imperial master, Xiao Yurou, I heard that she is only sixteen years old, and she is both talented and beautiful. I don't know how many sons in the capital want to kiss Fangze and see their true appearance."

Everyone whispered, and fiery eyes swept over the two of them.

For them, whether it is Wu Antong, Fang Boyi, or Xiao Yurou, they are nobles, high above the sky, and they are different from themselves in the sky.

Born into a princely family, he was born a dragon and a phoenix.

"To deal with these people, why should I oppress people with circumstances? The same level is still not enough." Wu Antong sneered.

Today, he is confident and full of yearning for the King Yuan Fa Conference.

This is one of the biggest events of the Great Qin Dynasty. It only happens once in thirty-three years. If anyone can make a name for themselves at the Yuan Wang Fa Conference, they will definitely attract attention and become famous all over the world.

As the son of the Marquis of Shenwu, he naturally could not miss it and fall behind others.

"Antong's ambition is at the Yuanwang Fahui." Xiao Yurou was thoughtful, and she knew Wu Antong's ambition at a glance.

"King Yuan's Fare..." Fang Boyi murmured softly: "How many heroes have fallen into the sand, how many arrogances have been dejected, and only created this supreme honor..."

Fang Boyi has a family background. His ancestors once accompanied the Taizu in the army. Although the family fell in the middle of the road, it has now been revived and has a solid foundation. He is a true aristocrat.

He knew very well that the dharma gatherings of the Yuan Kings in all dynasties were all blood-soaked and the struggle was cruel, and it was earth-shattering to be able to reach the end like a real dragon among human beings.

As for the kings of the Yuan Dynasty, they are outstanding people in the world. One day, they can climb to the peak and leave a deep impression in the long river of time.

It's really hard to stand out at such a grand event.

Yu Yaosi, Imperial Palace, Xuantian Temple, Guoshifu, Jiantian Division... These are the centers of the operation of the society.

Although King Yuan's ceremony has not yet started, just thinking about it, you can know what kind of competition it is.

"Bo Yi, King Yuan's Fa Conference is not entirely based on force." Wu Antong's eyes were on Zhang Yang, and his sharp gaze swept to the "human pile" on the sidelines.

"Come again."

As soon as the words fell, several figures rushed to the training ground.

Even though he knew that this young master's methods were ruthless, those who were able to stand here were forced by life, so they had to rush forward.

The so-called money and wealth are expensive, it is used to trample their dignity in exchange for their life and death.

This is a privilege belonging to someone like Wu Antong.

rumbling...

The blood was surging, and it was like a shock wave.

Facing the siege of the nine [True Fire Nine-layer] masters, Wu Antong stood still, raised his index finger, and swiped lightly. , tore their chests apart.

bang bang bang...

A loud bang fell, and those masters all flew out, blood dripping, shocking, and painful screams from their mouths.

"Yep?"

At this moment, on the martial arts field, there was actually a man who was struggling to support him.

Although they are both "people piles", there are differences. Whoever persists the longest and gets the most generous rewards.

Therefore, some people are obviously seriously injured and still want to support themselves for a while. After all, they are billed on time.

"Fool."

Seeing the scar, his complexion suddenly changed, and he cursed in a low voice.

"Tsk tsk, not bad, there are still people who can stand." Wu An looked up painfully, showing admiration.

"Master Young Master, I..." The man was about to admit defeat when he was almost there.

hum…

At this moment, UU reading www. uukanshu.com Wu Antong's figure flashed suddenly, appearing in front of the man like a ghost.

"You don't lose if you can still stand." Cold words sounded on the training ground.

Wu An Tongnie made a sword in his hand, pierced through the man's chest, and threw him out of the field with a sharp arm.

boom…

With a loud noise, the man fell heavily to the ground, and scarlet blood spurted out and splashed all over the ground.

"It's weak enough."

Wu Antong moved his wrists, his expression was indifferent, and he seemed to be at ease.

"Knife Scar, find something decent next time, it's all such waste, how can I use it?" Wu Antong hooked his fingers, and he still didn't know what to do.

The rest of the "human piles" looked at each other, and the miserable appearance of those people just now made them want to retreat.

"I'll play with Master Shaohou."

At this moment, Zhou Dao walked out from the crowd.