Dad! Love My Daughter To Death

After beheading a large number of cultivators of the Yang family who escaped in a row, Liu Zhengyang and the other three continued to look for their escaping opponents.

Soon, they discovered that there were six remaining Yang family cultivators in total, fleeing in five directions.

Liu Zhengyang chased in one of the directions, and said at the same time, "I can solve the two opponents here, and the other one on the next passage. You can decide the last three remaining."

As soon as the voice fell, his figure had disappeared from the spot.

Zhong Qinglei said that he could handle the other two directions, and he also chased after him.

Shi Jinshui stared at the last remaining opponent, bowed his head in exhaustion and let out a long sigh, then dragged his wobbly body to catch up.

His physical strength is almost at its limit.

But there is only one opponent left, and he is the only one who can free up his hand, and he can only go to him.

After Liu Zhengyang and others left, the passers-by and monks who were looking around were silent.

After a while, someone started to sigh.

"Such a big Yang family, I didn't expect that they would be killed by three people, and they couldn't even escape."

"Liu Alliance Lord's reputation is so loud in the cultivation world, it's not without reason."

"Judging from the battle just now, why do I think Liu Zhengyang's strength is stronger than the legend?"

At the same time, Liu Zhengyang and Zhong Qinglei have killed the opponents they need to chase.

And Shi Jinshui has also caught up with his opponent.

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When Shi Jinshui raised his exhausted right hand and tried his best to break the opponent's ribs, the Yang family cultivator who was seriously injured and dying by his beating also stabbed Shi Jinshui with the dagger in his hand without hesitation. The exhausted Shi Jinshui just breathed a sigh of relief, unable to escape at all.

He could only watch helplessly as his heart was pierced by the dagger.

Blood poured out like a fountain.

"If my physical strength could be better, how good would it be?" Shi Jinshui lay on the ground weakly, smashing the dust out of the sky.

He has exhausted his strength, and he can't even unload it.

At the same time, Liu Zhengyang and Zhong Qinglei have also rushed over.

They stared at Shi Jinshui who was dying, and their mood was very complicated.

"Liu Zhengyang, is there any way you can save him?" Zhong Qinglei asked.

"No." Liu Zhengyang shook his head helplessly and said, "For the sake of being seriously injured, even if a **** descends into the world, it is useless, and Shi Jinshui's physical condition is already very bad. A dignified Taoist monk, I didn't expect him to be killed. die."

"The two of you don't talk nasty things." Shi Jin said in a sullen voice: "Do you think everyone is as evil as the two of you? Fighting with so many opponents in a row, I've already been exhausted, and I can't exert my combat power. to 10%."

Liu Zhengyang naturally knew that what Shi Jinshui said was the truth.

Just as an adult who is too tired to lift his fingers can be killed by a child with a knife, so too does Shi Jinshui, who is exhausted.

When Liu Zhengyang and Zhong Qinglei were silent, Shi Jinshui continued: "It's not a big deal, anyway, I was going to die anyway, and I can exterminate the cultivators of the Yang family and prevent them from harming my descendants. However, you thousand Be careful, the Yang family..."

As time passed, Shi Jinshui's face was completely bloodless.

Before he could finish his words, he died of anger.