The Peerless Young Emperor of the City

Chapter 51 One Thought!Destroyed all over the house!

Master Li, one of the Five Masters of Suhang, has been suppressed and killed.

Even such a person can be killed, it is really terrible.

After taking a deep breath, Han Huatian said coldly, "Little guy, your strength is pretty good, but it's a pity, it's still too big!"

"Want to avenge Situ's family? Dreaming!"

"The Situ family offended the Yue family. Do you think you have the ability to wrestle with the Yue family?!"

"The Yue family in the capital city is very powerful. If you disobey the wishes of the Yue family, there will be no place for you in the whole of China!"

Xiao Yun looked indifferent, "One day, I will set foot on the Yue family, let them pay with blood, and let them feel the despair of being wiped out!"

Hearing this, Han Huatian was taken aback for a moment, and then he looked up to the sky and laughed.

The laughter was full of sarcasm.

"Boy, boy, your tone is not small, but it's a pity you don't have that ability!"

His eyes suddenly turned cold, revealing a gloomy stern light.

"Do you think that my Han family uses this method? Before you came, the head of the family had already laid a net, just waiting for you, a lifeless thing, to throw yourself into the net!"

His face gradually became ferocious and gloomy, "I don't believe it, the one hundred and eight shadow guards of my Han family can't beat you, a mere brat!"

Each of the one hundred and eight shadow guards of the Han family is a martial artist.

Many of them are martial masters and great martial masters, no matter how strong Xiao Yun is, just besieging him will consume him to death!

Thinking of this, Han Huatian couldn't help being proud of his foresight.

"One hundred and eight shadow guards, show up!"

He shouted loudly, and clapped his palms three times in succession, which was extremely loud.

Waiting, the next moment, his fully equipped shadow guards rushed in from the outside, tearing the guys in front of them to pieces!

However, there was no movement for a long time.

"This..." His eyes narrowed, and he took a deep breath.

Could it be that his voice is too small?

It must be so!

"One hundred and eight shadow guards, come out! Let this patriarch kill this son!"

He roared loudly, and the sound waves rolled, but there was still no movement.

Xiao Yun stared at him with a half-smile, his hands in his pockets, his eyes playful.

At this moment, Han Huatian's back was completely soaked, and his legs felt weak.

"You, what did you do?"

But he was outside, and arranged more than 100 martial arts masters!
Could it be that these people were all wiped out?
how can that be!

"Are you looking for them?"

At this moment, a figure was thrown in from outside the door, and fell heavily on the ground!

He was covered in blood, scarred and dying!

In an instant, Han Huatian sat down on the ground as if struck by lightning!

This person is the head of the one hundred and eight shadow guards enshrined by his Han family!
Simultaneously.

A figure in black also stepped outside the door, his gaze was as sharp as an eagle's, and the cold aura emanating from his body seemed to come from the underworld, so eerie and creepy.

"Subordinate, the deputy hall master of Jiuyou hall, pay homage to the young master!" The black-clothed figure knelt down on one knee in front of Xiao Yun, with a solemn and respectful expression.

"I tell the young master that all the one hundred and eight fighters outside have been wiped out, leaving only one alive!"

The cold voice came to his ears, causing Han Huatian to tremble and his eyes widened.

His head was already covered in dense beads of sweat, and his limbs were stiff!

"How... how could this happen! My one hundred and eight shadow guards are all elites, it is impossible to die like this!"

He looked crazy, and his entire face was shrouded in despair.

It was as if the body had been soaked in ice water, and it was so cold that it was difficult to move.

"Elite!?" The deputy hall master of Jiuyou Hall sneered, "A bunch of trash."

A series of blood-stained corpses were thrown in from outside the door, rolled around a few times, and landed in front of Han Huatian and Mrs. Han, making their faces pale with fright.

Immediately, black shadows with a cold and murderous look walked into the mourning hall.

One after another, there were no less than a hundred people, and the cold and murderous air filled the entire space.

"Disciples of Tianmen Shenwu Hall, pay respects to the young master!"

Everyone bent down and saluted respectfully the young man standing proudly in the field.

The sound was neat and deafening, and the echoes echoed in the huge mourning hall.

"This..." Lin Yuqi swallowed, feeling horrified.

You know, warriors themselves are extremely rare, but right now, behind Xiao Yun, there are warriors with more than three digits!
Moreover, the strength is far beyond those ordinary warriors can match!

Every black-clothed warrior, the evil spirit on his body seems to be formed after being stained with countless blood, one can imagine how terrifying it is.

Such a terrifying force, appearing in Suzhou and Hangzhou, will definitely sweep everything away!
Thinking of this, even she, who had always been calm, felt her heart pounding faster, and she was quite shocked.

"These culprits who led to the demise of the Situ family, how do you want to deal with them?"

Xiao Yun glanced at Situ Hui and asked.

Situ Hui bit her red lips tightly, and her beautiful eyes flickered coldly, "I want him to watch the members of the Han family die in front of him one by one, so that he can feel the despair of his family being ruined!"

She closed her eyes, and when she opened them again, the killing was even worse.

"I want to kill them with my own hands and avenge my people!"

Seeing the cold light in Situ Hui's eyes, Xiao Yun's heart shook and he nodded slightly.

"In 10 minutes, I want to see everyone in the Han family here, regardless of life or death."

Xiao Yun spoke indifferently, and said.

"Yes." Immediately, black shadows disappeared into the mourning hall like ghosts.

In the Han family's mansion, stern figures shuttled through the mansion.

The killing began, and the wailing sounded everywhere!

Han Huatian stood there, his whole body completely sluggish, his lips trembling.

10 minute later.

Killing the figures one after another, they stepped into the mourning hall again.

Blood-soaked corpses were piled up in the center of the mourning hall, and the smell of blood was pungent.

"Ah—" Han Huatian raised his head to the sky and screamed, his eyes tearing open.

Looking at the bodies lying in a pool of blood one by one, the heart is bleeding, the hatred can no longer be described in words.

With a bang, his knees fell to the ground, and his entire face was distorted!
"Beast! Beast! If you do this, you will suffer retribution!" He stared at Xiao Yun with bloodshot eyes, and roared loudly.

"Blood debts are justified." Xiao Yun said in a cold tone, "Back then, the Situ family's blood debt should be paid with the blood of the whole Han family. If you want to blame it, it's your stupid decision."

If it wasn't for Han Huatian trying to curry favor with the Hua family back then, how could the Han family be destroyed today? Everything is his own fault.

This account, if it is to be settled, must be settled on Han Huatian's head!
Han Huatian's whole body was cold, and he slumped on the ground weakly, laughing desolately.

It's a pity, if I knew today, why bother!

But in this world, there is no medicine for regret, the cause that was planted that day will bear the evil fruit today.

From then on, Su Han's famous family, the Han family, will cease to exist and disappear from the world!
Just because of his one thought!
(End of this chapter)