Chapter 212: Seizing the Unique Skills Even though the three of them joined forces, they were unable to suppress the demon. Signs of exhaustion became increasingly obvious. They continued to paint, with various variations, but all of them were defeated by Gu Qi'an's ferocious true Qi that was like a blood flame condensed into a sword and was held in the young man's hand. He swept it across, destroying everything. instantly. The sky and the weather changed dramatically, the aura of death enveloped the few elderly men, they struggled to hold on, their faces becoming paler and paler, and they hesitated several times when using the so-called 'capture the spirits and dispatch the generals', for fear of being recognized by these monsters, and dared not use it. The head of the Wang family outside the field felt his heart bleeding. The majesty of the thousand-year-old family was gone just like that. He could only watch helplessly as a demon humiliated him in front of his door. His internal organs ached from the burning anger. The other direct descendants of the Wang family and the younger generation looked anxious and worried. At the critical moment of the family's life and death, the people who protected them were actually several elderly people in their eighties and nineties. Gu Qi'an was still in his prime. He was handsome and heroic, and his aura dominated the whole audience. He fought one against three with ease, showing the strength of a martial arts master. As soon as he swung his sword, a red light flowed, cutting the corridor and wing rooms on the west side of the courtyard diagonally, causing an explosion and turning them into ruins. The elder of the Five Clans was already at the end of his strength, his speed gradually slowed down, and he was accidentally brushed by the sword energy, his right arm was minced into pieces, the pain made him tremble all over, his lips quivered, and he could hardly stand. "Evil creature, come and accept your death!" The four clan elders shouted angrily and decisively used their special skills. His shriveled body was shrouded in misty black mist, which transformed into dense chains that shot out, attempting to hook away Gu Qi'an's soul and forcibly refine it.

"Ho?" The young man's afterimage was like the wind, murderous intent flashed in his eyes, and the five fingers of his left hand stretched out, using a special Japanese secret technique. "Pong!" An impure fire of blood and black suddenly appeared, like a poisonous snake with its bloody mouth opened wide, biting towards the elders of the four tribes. "what!!!" The old man used his Qi to resist, but was corroded in an instant. The Qi penetrated through his shoulder, and large pieces of flesh, blood, and bones disappeared at a speed visible to the naked eye. As if stimulated by fuel, the impure fire expanded and raged, submerging the entire old body. The shrill screams tore at the hearts of every tribesman. The elders who were once highly respected were now kneeling on the ground and struggling desperately, which made everyone's eyes bloodshot. "Pfft!" At the same time, the seriously injured elders of the five tribes could no longer fight. Gu Qi'an approached in an instant, swept past with a sword, and a head suddenly flew up and rolled to the ground. His turbid eyes still retained resentment and unwillingness. "Woooo!!" "Fourth Master! Fifth Master!!" The Wang family members felt their heads buzzing and wailed loudly. Gu Qi'an turned a blind eye and once again fought hand-to-hand with the two clan elders. "clang!" The old man grabbed the ancient mace from the canvas and attacked with hatred. The muscles in his right arm burst out with accumulated power and he blocked the Qi sword that was coming towards him. An indescribable force, as heavy as a thousand pounds, was transmitted along the body of the mace, instantly crushing the old man's body. He knelt on one knee, his whole body tense, and the blue bricks under his feet shattered. "You old bastard, I think you are just a traitor!" Gu Qi'an subdued them with force, which was beyond the endurance of the two elders. Their aged meridians broke one by one. He took advantage of the situation and slashed with his sword, breaking the ink mace. A cold light cut through their chest and blood flowed like a fountain. The old man died on the spot.

He was beheaded in less than a few breaths. Gu Qian'an held up the head with its eyes still open and smiled faintly at the head of the Wang family. "Do you want to continue?" "Boss Wang, you are a man of insight and a man of wit." He showed no sign of breathing, and killing three master-level old ghosts was just a warm-up. "." The head of the Wang family felt that his face was being wantonly trampled on by this devil. His heart rate remained high, and he used his rare calmness to control his impulse. The lives of all the Wang family members present depended on his one thought. Dead or Alive? In the end, the head of the Wang family chose to surrender. Veins popped out on his face and he said in a hoarse voice: "Feng Tianyang is dead, you can take the Soul Confinement and General Dispatching you want." The words have not yet fallen. Gu Qian'an walked over, and before anyone could react to what was happening, Wang Ai, a fat man in luxurious clothes in the crowd, was captured. "stop!!!" "What else are you going to do?" "I gave you a special skill, isn't that enough?" The head of the Wang family was horrified and hurried to stop it. Unfortunately, it was still a step too late. When the fat man was in panic, Gu Qi'an forced a white pill into his throat. "Dad, save me." Wang Ai was so frightened that he almost cried. The young man, who was slightly older than him, had a murderous aura all over him. Just a careless glance at him made his legs go weak. "What did you feed him?!" The head of the Wang family questioned with gritted teeth, but due to the serious shortage of experts in the family, he had almost no confidence to speak. "You are a spoiled child." Gu Qian'an grabbed Wang Ai's throat, and seeing the fat man trembling with fear and his greasy flesh, he felt bored and threw him away. Wang Ai immediately fell several meters away, looking miserable. "Mr. Wang, if there is any problem with the Soul-Binding and General-Sending you handed in, I guarantee that this fat man will be killed without a complete body." "You! Don't go too far!" The head of the Wang family had red eyes and his facial features were a little ferocious, like a wounded beast. Just a single accusation brought disaster upon other members of the tribe. "Pfft!" Gu Qian'an waved his hand and shot out two streaks of red martial true qi, which pierced the chest of the closest member of the Wang family, causing his internal organs to explode and die. "I'll count to ten." "Boss Wang, if you don't arrest the spirits and send the generals, all your people will be buried with you."

Gu Qi'an completely ignored the hostile looks from everyone and just said softly: "One, two, three" "enough." "I give you." The head of the Wang family was pushed to the brink of collapse, his mind was in turmoil, and his intuition told him that this lunatic Quan Xing was capable of anything. moment. The clan's confidant brought the secret manual of practicing the art of summoning spirits and generals and passed it to Gu Qi'an. "Wouldn't it be better if we did this earlier?" "Pedantism." After snatching the secret book, the young man in black turned around and left. Dozens of monsters who witnessed the whole process were very excited. They were all about to explode with pleasure. The stimulation of humiliating a famous and upright family rushed straight to the top of their heads and took a long time to calm down. "Hey, Wang family, that's all." "Just a soft persimmon." "You cowardly bastard, next time you see your Grandpa Quan Xing, avoid me." Amid the repeated humiliations, the head of the Wang family became so angry that he felt dizzy and almost fell down. He was supported by his tribesmen and just watched Gu Qinan walk away, his hatred surged more than ever before. Lu family. In a secret underground room, with dim lights, Wang Zizhong was squatting in a corner, his hair disheveled and his face haggard, and there were leftovers of food and wine on the table. The people of the Lu family did not make things difficult for him. Apart from delivering meals to him on a daily basis, they basically did not communicate with him and just let him fend for himself. Two days ago, he was practicing medicine outside and was arrested by masked elites sent by the Lu family. He roughly guessed the reason, which was related to his fiancée. The person hiding behind the scenes might want to use his life to force Duanmu Ying to show up. "Ugh" Thinking of this, Wang Zizhong couldn't help but blame himself and sigh. The news that Duanmu Ying was expelled from the sect and severed from his family caused a lot of controversy. As a fiancé, he had no idea what had caused his fiancée to become sworn brothers with the devil and end up on the run. Wang Zizhong also wanted to go and look for her, but he was plagued by too many illnesses, from high-ranking officials to ordinary people, and he simply couldn't spare the time. Now he was extremely worried. He did not feel the slightest bit of joy about the upcoming meeting. He just felt ashamed that he had endangered his wife's life because of himself. Wang Zizhong knew very well that neither the Duanmu family nor Jishidiang could protect her from the crime of colluding with Quan Xing. If these people succeeded, they would probably kill her to silence her. Are they a pair of star-crossed lovers? Ugh. Trapped in a dead end, Wang Zizhong was restless. Thinking of the wounded who were waiting for him to treat them, he felt melancholy. He had failed to live up to their expectations and his master. Outside the secret room, there were several figures standing, staring at the destitute man inside through the narrow window.

"Dad, will this work? Isn't it a bit too much?" Lu Ci frowned. In his opinion, the imprisoned Wang Zizhong was an unprovoked disaster, and he did not want to target him deliberately. Originally, some elders in the family tried to torture him, but he felt that it was inappropriate, so he stopped them. Hearing this, Father Lu was displeased and said patiently: "What time is it now? Are you still concerned about this?" He patted Lu Ci's shoulder, sighed at first, and then earnestly instructed: "You are my only child. The other uncles and elders are already very old. In the future, the huge family business will fall on you." "Wow, you need to be decisive when doing things." "Besides, with Shuangquan Hands here, we can just erase this person's memory. Why should we feel any psychological burden?" "." Lu Ci pursed his lips and fell silent. He knew how difficult it was for his father and understood his painstaking efforts, so he did not make any argument. Now that something has been done, there is no turning back. Either you go down this dark path or pray for a turnaround. As a beneficiary of the clan's protection and bound by blood, Lu Ci always stood on the side of the family. As for the so-called benevolence, righteousness and morality, he actually sneered at them. If you live in troubled times and do not have an iron-blooded strategy, you will sooner or later be devoured by the enemies surrounding you without leaving a single bone behind. Father Lu looked at Wang Zizhong in the secret room, a hint of helplessness flashed across his eyes. In fact, he was not sure whether Duanmu Ying would show up. "If she doesn't come in the next three days, we'll get rid of her and try to make her as painless as possible." "I'm glad to hear your words, Dad." Lu Ci nodded softly. Just a few words from father and son decided Wang Zizhong's fate. (End of this chapter)