The Arhat Fist that was agreed, how did it become the palm of the Tathagata?

This……

How can it be?

The strength of those two... Even if they are the masters of the Tianbang, it is impossible to kill them with one punch, right?

Xiao Xun stared at the red-haired old man and said, "I'm curious, why did you destroy the Chen family? You also left the name 'Zhou Futian' to provoke me."

The red-haired old man calmed down, his eyes were uncertain.

Xiao Xun waited quietly.

I'm not worried that the red-haired old man won't say anything.

The means to save people may be very simple; but to torture people... as long as it is an individual, there are always countless ways to think of.

a long time…

"I can tell you who is behind the scenes, but you have to let me go!" The red-haired old man said in a deep voice, "I was also ordered by others."

Xiao Xun said: "Yes."

The red-haired old man frowned, and glanced suspiciously at Xiao Xun.

I always feel that the other party's promise is too casual.

"I don't believe you will let me go." The red-haired old man said fiercely.

Xiao Xun said: "I'm also not sure if you will make up a random name to deceive me."

The red-haired old man sneered, "I, the blood demon, have killed countless people, but I have never lied in my life."

Xiao Xun said lightly: "I, Zhou Futian, have killed countless people, but I have never lied in my life."

"You...you don't want to know who is behind the scenes?" the red-haired old man snapped.

Xiao Xun said bluntly: "I suspect that you are not a blood demon, but the white-haired old man locked in the cave to the north."

The pupils of the red-haired old man shrank suddenly.

"Looking at your reaction, you are really not." Xiao Xun said softly, "I will give you a chance to tell the person behind the scenes. I will give you ten breaths of time to escape. How far you can escape depends on your ability."

The red-haired old man's complexion was blue and white, which was unpredictable.

"One breath." Xiao Xun said.

The red-haired old man's lips trembled, hesitating.

"Two breaths." Xiao Xun said.

"I... I haven't thought about it yet?" the red-haired old man trembled.

"Three breaths." Xiao Xun said.

Fear completely covered the heart of the red-haired old man.

"Four breaths." Xiao Xun said.

Every time he spoke, it was like a hammer hitting the heart of the red-haired old man.

"Five breaths." Xiao Xun's voice remained the same.

"That man is wearing a mask. All I know is that he has a token representing the Great Zhou royal family." The red-haired old man couldn't bear the fear of death at all.

"The token of the Great Zhou royal family." Xiao Xun whispered, and the visitor from Zhongzhou appeared in his mind.

Visitors from Zhongzhou have a token with the word "Xiao" embroidered on it.

"Could it be 297 him?" Xiao Xun pondered.

On the day he left Yangcheng, he really offended Zhongzhou visitors verbally.

only…

This will destroy people all over the house?

"Can I...can I go?" the red-haired old man asked cautiously, his heart beating fast.

Xiao Xun said: "Eight breaths."

The red-haired old man's complexion changed, he rushed past Xiao Xun, and fled incomparably swiftly.

Xiao Xun is still very trustworthy.

Back in the cage, picked up the head of the son of the blood demon, waited for two breaths, and immediately cast the shadow chasing wind step.

After three breaths.

The red-haired old man died in extreme pain.

Unreconciled, desperate...all return to dust.

Xiao Xun walked towards the north side of the mountain.

in the cave.

The white-haired old man clearly felt Xiao Xun's aura.

"Shaolin Huiwu...the news is wrong."

The white-haired old man whispered, a look of fear flashed across his face.

Xiao Xun stood outside the cave, lightly threw his right hand, and the head in his hand immediately rolled down in front of the white-haired old man.

The pupils of the white-haired old man shrank suddenly, and the strong evil spirit on his body disappeared in a flash.

"Hao'er." The white-haired old man suppressed the anger in his heart, and looked at the approaching figure with his eyes.

Xiao Xun walked slowly, his eyes fixed on the white-haired old man.

moment.

Xiao Xun stood two feet in front of the white-haired old man, condescending, looking down at the white-haired old man who was sitting cross-legged on the ground.

"This is your son?" Xiao Xun asked.The white-haired old man said calmly: "No."

"No?" Xiao Xun raised his eyebrows lightly, stepped on the ground lightly with his right foot, and a rather tyrannical force instantly spread along the ground to his head.

In an instant.

The head turned into a cloud of blood mist, floating in front of the white-haired old man. .

Chapter 243 You said that too early, I haven't killed yet!

Blood mist filled the air, and the smell of blood was tangy.

The white-haired old man looked indifferently, watching quietly, without the slightest fluctuation on his face.

"Don't you think he looks very similar to you?" Xiao Xun asked.

The white-haired old man said lightly: "I didn't pay attention."

"Oh." Xiao Xun said softly, "He looks at least five times like you, I guess he might be your son."

The white-haired old man smiled lightly and said, "This old man has a deep blood feud with the blood demon, will he help the old man raise his son?"

Xiao Xundao: "I heard that when the blood monster was destroying the whole family of the Chen family, he deliberately left two lines of words on the gate: Zhou Futian, destroy your whole family of blood monsters.

Xue Yaozi knows me very well, and I really like cutting grass and roots.

I would rather kill a mistake than let it go. "

The white-haired old man looked at Xiao Xun indifferently, and asked, "You want to kill this old man?"

Xiao Xun nodded and said, "I suspect that you are the real blood demon."

The white-haired old man smiled, and said lightly: "If the old man is a blood demon, he won't be imprisoned here for 20 years!"

"20 years..."

Xiao Xun said meaningfully, "Then he is really kind to you. Not only does he serve you with good wine and good food, but he also supplies you with expensive medicines."

"You think too much." The white-haired old man said, "I haven't had a full meal for 20 years."

Xiao Xun smiled.

"Surely no one has told you that I not only have a good nose, but also a strong perception."

Xiao Xun said lightly, "You smell like big fish and meat, and there are still residues of pills in your stomach."

The white-haired old man frowned, looked at Xiao Xun in disbelief, and said with a sneer, "You're deceiving me!"

Xiao Xun didn't answer, but asked: "Who do you think is the person who let the blood monster kill the Chen family?"

The white-haired old man lowered his eyelids, and said slowly: "The old man guesses that he should be a subordinate of a prince of the Great Zhou Dynasty."

"Prince Da Zhou's subordinates..." Xiao Xun whispered, and then asked, "Which prince's subordinate?"

The white-haired old man shook his head and said: "As far as I know, the blood demon dare not offend any prince. No matter which prince sends someone, he will obey the order very obediently."

"The prince sent someone here?" Xiao Xun's eyes flashed coldly, "You mean that this time the blood bandits wiped out the Chen family, it was a certain prince's idea"?"

The white-haired old man frowned, thought for a while, and said: "Not necessarily, it may be that the prince's subordinates are good at making claims. As long as there is a token to prove the identity of the other party, the blood demon will obey his orders."

"Thank you for letting me know." Xiao Xun said.

The white-haired old man smiled lightly and said: "The old man and the blood demon are at odds with each other. If you kill him, you have avenged the old man."

Xiao Xun said with a smile: "It's too early for you to say that, I haven't killed yet."

The white-haired old man's face sank.

"What do you mean?"

The white-haired old man asked coldly.

Xiao Xun said: "Zhou Futian, do you think this is just a joke?"

After the words fell, Xiao Xun walked towards the white-haired old man.

The white-haired old man stood up abruptly, and said fiercely: "You don't talk about morals at all? What you want to know... the old man has already told you!"

"The morality of the rivers and lakes? Why don't you mention the morals of the rivers and lakes when people are destroying people?"

Xiao Xun said with a sneer, with evil spirit surging in his body.

Taking a step forward, the figure instantly appeared in front of the white-haired old man.

Fist out, surge.

The white-haired old man reacted very quickly, his figure retreated suddenly, and the chains on his body gathered in front of him in an instant, resisting Xiao Xun's punch.

Boom~!

There was a roar.

The chain suddenly shattered inch by inch.

"Why don't you continue acting?" Xiao Xun sneered, and punched forward again.

The white-haired old man's face sank like water, his whole body was filled with protective energy, and at the same time, his figure flashed sharply, trying to avoid Xiao Xun's fist.

Boom~!

The fist prints like the scorching sun bombarded the white-haired old man's protective qi, and the protective zhenqi shattered and dissipated. The white-haired old man flew up uncontrollably and hit the stone wall behind him, knocking out nearly ten feet. Deep potholes.

Xiao Xun stepped forward and said in a cold voice: "Is it the Zhou family that you led to destroy?"

The 'Zhou Futian' family, like Chen Ziping's family, was also wiped out by blood bandits from Blood Cloud Mountain.

The blood demon son is the big leader of the Blood Bandit in Blood Cloud Mountain!

"Cough..." The white-haired old man coughed up blood, his face was as white as paper, and he stared at Xiao Xun walking in horror.

He wanted to escape, but his body was trapped in the rocks, and there was no way to hide.

"How can you be so powerful?" The white-haired old man trembled.

The strength of his own ninth grade, in front of this little bald donkey, turned out to be so vulnerable.

"Is it strong?" Xiao Xun said to himself, "If I am strong enough, the Chen family will not be wiped out by you scum." The figure has come to the deepest cave in the cave.

Putting both hands on the stone wall and pushing hard, the stone wall in front of him immediately turned into dust and fell straight down.

"What kind of power is this?" The white-haired old man became more and more horrified.

Xiao Xun walked towards the white-haired old man, approached, and asked, "Do you have any last words?"