Pang Song was disappointed, but then he thought about it. If someone was in his hands, why worry about Fu Jingtao not submitting? He snorted coldly: "Get out of the way!"

The evil star leaned back sideways. The next moment, the sword light as fast as a white rainbow brush passed by, hitting Yang Shuying's short sword heavily. With a sound, the short sword escaped, and blood beads splattered, Yang Shuying staggered and fell.

On the ground, there was a shocking wound on his body.

"Mom!" Fu Ling'er screamed, and tears slid down her cheeks like broken pearls.

Yang Shuying said with a pain: "Ling'er, don't cry! We must die with backbone!"

Fu Ling'er nodded obediently, covered her lips and sobbed gently. Fu Song looked at her daughter lovingly, raised her hand to stroke her hair, and whispered: "Don't be afraid, my parents will always be with you."

Pang Song smiled and said, "Mr. Fu, Mrs. Yang, Pang is kind enough to invite you to visit, why do you make it so bloody and desolate? As long as you are willing to help me find Young Master Fu, the cooperation between the two sides will be pleasant, Pang ensures that your family is safe and sound."

Yang Shuying shook her head and said, "We don't know where Jingtao is now."

Pang Song's face darkened and he said coldly: "Don't regard kindness as a donkey's liver and lungs! If you don't want to be a guest of honor, then be a prisoner!"

As soon as the words fell, the fire suddenly dimmed, and a ruthless murderous intent that ruined the world was shrouded in the surrounding temperature, which dropped rapidly, as if the north wind was frozen.

The evil people felt a chill in their hearts and their hearts were creepy.

The black shadow flashed, and a man in black with a skeleton mask appeared on one roof, with a cold eyes as cold as snow. The demonic flames around him steeped in, twisting the light, and the whole person seemed to be constantly changing between reality and reality, like a single person

The demons that should appear in the world exude an extremely dangerous aura.

"Demon Lord!" "Xiao Hen, the Heavenly Demon Sect!"

All evil spirits changed color, and no one expected to encounter this Demon Sect Master in a small border town! When Xiao Hen appeared outside the underground palace of Luoyang, he suddenly appeared, injured Pang Song after a great battle, showing his superiority that looked down on the world.

Strong strength. At this moment, facing the almost invincible demon, who dares to seek death?

Pang Song asked tentatively, "Zheng Master Xiao, what's the point of doing?"

Xiao Hen's cold and harsh eyes swept across Fu Song's family, as if a demon was looking down at the ants, revealing the supreme pressure of life and death.

Pang Song and Qun Xie were shocked when they saw this. Could it be that Xiao Hen also came to Fu Jingtao?

Fu Song and Yang Shuying's blood almost frozen? He subconsciously turned his head and looked at each other, revealing his reluctant warmth and his resolute intent to die. Fu Jingtao actually offended Pang Song and Xiao Hen one after another, except for committing suicide

Is there any other option? Is this what they are parents? The last thing they can do for their son.

As long as they end their lives, Fu Jingtao will never be coerced again.

Yang Shuying smiled miserably? He used the remaining internal force? He raised his hand and slapped the Baihui acupoint on his head.

Puff! A gust of finger wind shot down, sealing the acupoint on her right arm.

Xiao Hen said slowly: "Where is Fu Jingtao now?"

Yang Shuying was shocked all over her body? She widened her beautiful eyes and looked at the blurry figure in disbelief. Tears were pouring like a spring - this sound was unforgettable? Even if you die, you will never forget it!

In that chaotic bloody night many years ago, the prominent Xiao family was destroyed. She thought he could not escape death? The bones were gone. She endured the pain of losing her husband and fled to Jinling? In order to raise her son to adulthood.

As time passes, the old love fades away? She finally buried that sad memory? She accepted Fu Song, who was unyielding and started a new life.

But just as she died, she heard the familiar voice again!

Demon Lord Xiao Hen? It turns out that he is possessed by the devil! And his son has now become the representative of Bai Dao's chivalrous power? The most outstanding disciple of Xuanyuan Gate!

Things in the world are impermanent? Good fortune makes people feel like they are.

Fu Song stared at Xiao Hen with some confusion, with a serious expression? He felt vaguely that things were unusual.

Pang Song would not know the complex entanglement between them, and said in a deep voice: "Fu Jingtao just slipped away in the chaos, but he still didn't know where he was hiding. Could it be that Sect Master Xiao is also trying to cause trouble for him?"

Xiao Hen let out a sigh and shook his head and said, "No, I'm looking for you!" With his backhand, the Demon Blade was out of the sheath and brought out a dazzling light. In an instant, the coldness became stronger. The uncountable turbulent spiritual energy roared, as if

A violent storm is about to come.

As the Demon Blade was raised to the sky and the wind blew, Xiao Hen's momentum soared to the peak.

The evil spirits felt that the cold wind cut their faces like a knife, and they had goose bumps all over their bodies, and they hurriedly moved and dodged. However, some of the fragile snakes and insects burst directly under pressure and turned into pools of dirty blood.

Pang Song sensed the murderous intent of Zhibing Zhihan, and was surprised and puzzled. He couldn't figure out when he would have formed a mortal hatred with the Heavenly Demon Sect? Didn't Xiao Hen pass by by chance? What is his relationship with Fu Jingtao? Countless

A thought suddenly passed through my mind and said word by word: "Xiao Hen, what are you doing?"

A cold smile appeared on Xiao Hen's lips: "Because you broke the rules!"

"rule?"

Xiao Hen was too lazy to explain too much. The true energy was gushing out, and the Demon Blade emitted a white cold light throughout the body, and it slashed violently, as if the divine punishment had been dropped from heaven, destroying it and being unstoppable!

At his level of martial arts, his moves can no longer be described in words. It can even be said that if there is a move, there is no move, which is not something that ordinary warriors can understand and compete with. Only by crossing the innate threshold and mastering the essence of martial arts can one understand it.

The terrifying power of this attack!

In the past, the Battle of the Demon Seal Valley was as powerful as the Blood Demon King Wu Li, and he could not escape death even if he used all his means.

The reason why the Demon Lord Xiao Hen was able to lead the Demon Sect was that he was fond of fame?

The murderous aura was pressing down on his head, Pang Song's feet sank slightly, and he roared in anger. The life-and-death showdown between the masters is not a joke? If there is no deep hatred that cannot be resolved, who would risk killing the enemy with one thousand and oneself and eight hundred.

?Xiao Hen's doing this is actually a kind of contempt!

As both innate masters, facing the extremely sharp and cold light, Pang Song did not choose to dodge. The sword in his hand suddenly burst out with thousands of cold electricity, and a soul-catching evil aura rushed straight into the sky, and there was no doubt that his fighting spirit was strong.

I saw cold electricity intertwined, covering the magic blade that was difficult to distinguish with the naked eye.

One is the notorious demon, the other is the ruthless and unrighteous evil god, both of whom are the top strong men in the world. The murderous aura is hedging, the wind is blowing, the idle people are unable to get in. If anyone doesn't know what to do, he will be rash.

Joining the battle group, blood immediately ejaculated in seven orifices, and the soul was scattered.

At that time, the cold electric white light collided violently, and a dazzling bright light exploded.

Pang Songru was hit by a wild dragon in his chest, his feet flew backwards from the ground, and his back rumbling to break through five or six walls one after another, and at least ten feet away. The remaining force affected, and most of the houses collapsed, countless

Dust is sweeping.

Xiao Hen landed on the ground, and a faint mockery floated on the corner of his mouth.
Chapter completed!