strictlysupreme Chapter 790: Swift Crane Gate
Chapter 790: Swift Crane Gate
"Yes!" Senior Brother Lu dared not be negligent, and stood up abruptly.
Then he turned his head and kicked two "bang bang" kicks on the junior brother beside him.
"Hey, let me be quick! Let one go and kill you all!"
As a result, all the disciples of the Crane Sect rushed out in a scrambling manner.
Who would have thought that these cultivators who are usually regarded as gods by ordinary people would have such a distressed side, and the thousand-eight-hundred-year-old people are still rolling with low-grade fevers, and they are so lively.
Although each of them looks quite young...
The members of Sikong's family were all frightened when they saw the people rushing towards them with sharp swords in their hands.
That kind of murderous aura is icy cold and goes deep into the soul.
He wanted to escape, but found that he couldn't move.
With a guess, it was known that the space was restrained by the people of Xianhemen.
Good guy, I'm afraid that you are going to vent your anger on us because you have been embarrassed elsewhere, you are really not human...
The people of Sikong's family were full of resentment.
But when they spoke, the taste changed again.
"Forgive...forgive..."
However, in the next moment, a cold light came, and the head on the neck immediately turned into a rolling Calabash.
Then with another blow, Calabash splits in two.
"Forgive me? If I spare you, what will happen to my master's life?" A disciple of the Immortal Crane Sect sneered.
Holding the purpose of being a fellow daoist and not a poor man, everyone killed very hard, and the members of Sikong's family also died very quickly.
Although the people who came here this time are all the elite of the Sikong family, except for the current Patriarch and the old Patriarch Cultivation Base who are higher, everyone else has become far away. How can they compare with the elite disciples of Immortal Hemen?
What's more, there are three core disciples and senior brothers with them.
"Brothers, kill them and then go to the Sikong family to ransack the house, and keep nothing but valuables!" Senior Brother Lu from Xianhemen shouted encouragingly, with a bit of arrogance and dryness.
Behind him, Baili Yidao stepped up and slapped him on the back of the head with his backhand.
"What are you doing, boy! Why do I sound like a thug who robbed a house? Do you still have the demeanor of a cultivator? What valuable things...vulgar!"
"Yes, yes, what my lord taught me is that," Senior Brother Lu nodded and bowed, saying yes again and again, "My lord is a real master of cultivation, transcending things, standing proudly in a troubled world, the villain admires..."
"En." Baili Yidao felt comfortable being photographed, and nodded in satisfaction.
But he never forgot his roots.
"Remember to grab... and move all the spoils to Baili's house!"
"Yes...ah?" Senior Brother Lu suddenly widened his eyes.
"Ah, what? My boss said that this is called labor income, and it should be taken! Do you have any objections?"
"No opinion, no opinion..."
In fact, Senior Brother Lu was still muttering in his heart.
Logically speaking, the income from labor services should also be ours...
Under the threat of Death, the disciples of Xianhe Sect acted quickly, but the time for a cup of tea had already slaughtered all the members of Sikong's family.
However, there are still a few people cleaning the battlefield and making up for the knife.
I was afraid that if I accidentally ran away, I and my party would lose their lives.
"Go, cut that man off the wall!" Baili Yidao ordered.
"Yes, my lord!" Brother Lu agreed, and ran to the metal wall with a foolish smile the whole time.
He looked up and down Sikong Yunshan who was embedded in the "big"-shaped wall, then grabbed one of the latter's arms and pulled it hard.
"Pfft", the person didn't come out, and his arm fell off.
The pain made Sikong Yunshan cry for his father and mother.
"Uh, sorry, I may have used too much force, be careful next time..." Senior Brother Lu looked at the severed arm in his hand with shame on his face.
"It's okay, you can lighten up next time and take your time..." Sikong Yunshan responded.
But then he got a big slap in the face.
"Damn it, daddy is talking to that lord, why are you interrupting!"
Then, Senior Brother Lu tried to grab Sikong Yunshan's leg again.
"Pfft", it broke again.
Sikong Yunshan's miserable howling became louder, so that it could be heard in several nearby streets.
Many passers-by stopped and followed the prestige.
"Oh, the Baili family is really lonely, and the dignified family of cultivators can't even kill monsters..."
"Sure enough, good people don't get rewarded. Seeing that the evil Sikong family is in full swing, it's unreasonable!"
"Isn't the Shencheng Tongtian Road about to open recently? According to a friend of mine, many people are eyeing Baili's house..."
"Ah? What's the matter with Baili's house on Tongtian Road?"
"I don't know. It is rumored that a fortune teller said that the Baili family seems to have some connection with Shencheng..."
...
The courtyard of the Baili Family.
Sikong Yunshan was still not pulled out, only two arms and one leg were pulled out.
Bailixuan couldn't stand it anymore, he walked behind the iron wall and patted hard, Sikong Yunshan came out.
"You...you..." The latter's only remaining hand pointed to own "savior" and was speechless for a long while.
"You don't have to thank me. We've been rivals for many years, so we should show you some dignity." Baili Xuan said solemnly.
"Thank you, you big-headed ghost!" Sikong Yunshan yelled, "You goddamn Bailixuan, why didn't you do this move sooner, you... clearly exist... Puff!"
Before he could finish speaking, he was furious, spat out a big mouthful of blood, and died.
"My lord, this..." Brother Lu looked at Baili Yidao, a little at a loss.
Fortunately, it was not troubled.
So far, everything on the ground has been resolved.
High in the sky, the collision between the two old Patriarchs was still going on, extremely intense.
The plateau of the mortal ridge is an extremely barren place, and it is not as heavily formed as the sacred mountain of Hefang Shencheng, which can withstand the collision of the Supreme realm.
To some extent, this place is somewhat similar to Beixuantian and even Shenzhou Continent.
Therefore, for cultivators with similar strength and a slightly higher level, the high-altitude battlefield can reduce injuries to innocent people and avoid karma and Hearts Demon.
"You, go up and help, help the old Patriarch get rid of that bastard!" Baili Yidao pointed at the senior brother of Xianhemen.
He couldn't call out that uncle, because he felt that it seemed that the boss would lose his seniority.
But before Senior Brother Lu could respond, Bailixuan rushed ahead and stopped him.
"One... one knife, uh, let father handle it by himself, he can handle it."
"As far as my father's uprightness is concerned, if others help, he will probably suffer for the rest of his life..."
Bailixuan was a little helpless.
But my father's character is like that, there is really nothing to do.
"My lord..." Brother Lu looked at Baili Yidao.
The latter nodded.
"Well, then don't worry about this side, take your people to Sikong's house, keep a close eye on the gate, and run with your life!"
Upon hearing this, Senior Brother Lu got excited again, and immediately pushed his juniors and sisters to act quickly.
"Hey, keep your eyes wide open for me, run away and kill you all!"