Qu Weisan, a man rushed left and right in the siege. Half an hour passed. Even though more and more people were killed and injured under his sword, his physical strength and internal strength were consumed very much.

Su Chongjing's cold and ruthless eyes in the distance revealed his determination to kill.

Qu Weisan just wanted to retrieve the ashes of his mother and sister. Originally, he wanted to do so without knowing it, but now, it is impossible to even break out of the siege.

He couldn't help but feel sad and angry, and a ruthless spirit surged up.

Isn't it just death?

He had died once five years ago, so why are he afraid of death?

This time I died, I was clean and went to spend time with my mother and sister, and the whole family was together.

But he agreed to the silver-faced boy and went to Wanyu Hall in the capital to find him, and he was afraid he would break his promise.

Qu Weisan's eyes were filled with cold chills. After he had the will of death, he used the most attacks and fewer defenses.

As a result, although he suffered a lot of injuries, more people died under his sword.

Seeing Qu Weifan’s eyes red, Su Yeze became more and more brave as he killed, he couldn’t help but say, “Dad, this kid is a bit weird. Where did his martial arts come from?”

Although Su Yechen had practiced martial arts at the beginning, he did not receive good teachings, and was the worst among the few brothers.

Su Chongjing said coldly: "Where did a dead man learn martial arts? Do you need to care?"

Su Yeze immediately understood that his father didn't want to live without losing his life.

Well, the boy would have died if he dared to put the sword on his neck. He said, "Dad, this boy came for the ashes of his mother and sister. Why don't I hide the urn?"

Su Chongjing said coldly: "Do you think he has the fate to walk to the urn of the East Courtyard?"

Su Yeze understood it, yes, the kid's strength is obviously not as strong as in the first place. Even if he can resist, Mingjian Villa has the most masters. He has to drag him to death, and he has to exhaust him to death. He can support him for half an hour, can he support him for an hour? Even if he can, there will always be times when he can't. Although he was unstoppable at the beginning, he has been in the same place and has been forced to retreat two steps away, and he has to walk to the edge of the East Courtyard urn, unless his ghost.

At this time, Qu Weisan was indeed a bit difficult. Among these masters who attacked, there were many first-class masters with high internal skills. Qu Weisan could fight one against two and one against ten, but there were more than ten of these masters, and more than twenty of them were killed by him.

Although he was not afraid of death and had the determination to die, even if the enemies he could kill were red, he would just gradually exhaust his strength and die under the sword.

Su Chongjing took a look. No matter whether this kid was Su Yechen, the twelfth son who was beaten to death by him, he would be able to kill even his son. Except for Lao Liu, all his sons could be sacrificed.

However, Su Chongjing showed a hint of impatience after this boy's repeated resistance. Although the kid would not be able to support him after less than half of the incense stick, he didn't want to wait any longer.

His eyes were sharp, and his whole body rushed down like a harrier eagle. The person was in the air, and he had already seen the right time and slapped the bell with his palm.
Chapter completed!