Haikui looked at the expressions of the three people coldly and thought it was too cheap for them. He said, "I think it’s better to drill holes in you, which is more comfortable."

Du Xiuping screamed, "Master, help me."
Hou Zian just woke up from stupidly, and he flew into a rage. What do you think is a younger generation? He dared to hurt his apprentice in front of himself. With a wave of his hand, heaven and earth were dark, and a huge black dragon glared at Haikui, which was transformed by the poison in the jade bottle in his hand.
"Young players, I’m going to cut you to pieces."
Houzian roared, and the dragon behind him came to bite Haikui.
Haikui slowly plunged the tip of the sword into Du Xiuping’s right arm, and slowly, little by little, if it was fast, it would hurt a little, but now Haikui slowly plunged, and the pain continued to tear. Du Xiuping screamed.
The voice seemed painful and refreshing,
The sound of pain in distress,
The dragon opened its mouth wide and was about to swallow Haikui. Haikui suddenly looked up and raised his hand. The dragon was fragmented and torn by a strong breeze.
When Hou Zian’s face changed, he immediately understood that this boy’s cultivation was not low. He tried to look at it again and again, but he couldn’t see through this boy. He flashed an idea that this boy was cultivated higher than himself, but he immediately dispersed it. It was impossible. He felt that he would not cultivate higher than himself. He looked so young, unless, unless he was rejuvenated, or an old monster changed a new skin.
The idea flashed through Hou Zian’s mind, and he immediately became cautious and stared at Haikui. Then he took out a magic weapon from his storage bag. This magic weapon was something like a golden thorn wheel, with sharp spikes on the round wheel, and the top of the spikes exuded dense cold light, and the middle was empty. When Hou Zian threw it at Haikui, the golden thorn wheel made a buzzing and trembling sound and came towards Haikui.
Haikui pulled out the sword that plunged into Du Xiuping’s body, and made a backhand cut at the golden spur wheel. With a ding, the golden spur wheel cut off Du Xiuping’s flying sword, and Hai Quillo looked surprised. A flicker golden spur wheel flew from Haikui’s original position.
This golden thorn wheel is a treasure, but it only surprised Haikui for a moment. Just now, when Haikui went to cut the golden thorn wheel with a backhand, he used the real yuan to make it firm but gentle. Of course, Du Xiuping’s god knowledge left on the flying sword was also scattered.
However, the golden thorn wheel was also cut off by the real yuan of Haikui, so this golden thorn wheel is also a treasure.
The golden thorn wheel went around and returned to Houzian’s hand. When he opened his mouth, a flame came out of his mouth.
Haikui gently waved his sleeve, and the flame came to him and was instantly struck down. He reached forward and pointed out that the air seemed to fluctuate, and the distance of more than ten meters was instantaneous, pointing to the eyebrows of Hou Zian.
At the moment when Hou Zi was shocked, his whole body was covered with hair, and he didn’t have time to dodge. He felt like hiding, and this finger would still fall. He quickly lifted the golden thorn wheel in his hand.
Bang, Haikui pointed his finger on the hard golden thorn wheel, and then hit Houzian’s head hard. Houzian flew upside down and crashed into the snow-capped mountain, leaving a huge hole.
Hai Kui quietly watched Hou Zian slowly climb out of the pit, his head burst, and a lot of blood flowed. His eyes were stained with blood, and his blood was red. He pulled with one hand and looked at the blood in his hand with an angry growl. In the other hand, he took a look at the golden thorn wheel, with a deep pit on it.
At this moment, the stepmother understood that this boy’s cultivation was higher than his.
I was scared out of all the evil spirits just now, but when I looked at Haikui, I straightened up and said, "Wait for me, I’m not ready today, and I’ll come back when I’m ready."
As he spoke, the stepmother sprang up,
Haikui looked at him as if he were an idiot.
Boom, the air suddenly flashed a purple pattern, a flame exploded, and Hou Zian screamed and fell from the air.
Hai Kui doesn’t worry that Hou Zi ‘an can run away at all. Here is the seal of burning heaven and fire that he has set. Unless Hou Zi ‘an’s cultivation is higher than his, he can’t break through this boundary.
Haikui raised his hand to broken arrow, and continued to stab Du Xiuping and his two younger brothers. Without the tip of this sword, it was even more painful to tie it up, and Haikui didn’t use the power of real yuan, but just ordinary spikes and spikes.
When Hou Zian was about to fall to the ground, she suddenly steadied herself, stood up slowly, and looked at Haikui with vicious eyes, but she tried to evoke a smile on her face and said, "I think today seems to be a misunderstanding."
Step out of another Haikui from Haikui’s body, walk slowly to Houzian and ask, "Misunderstanding."
Hou Zian saw a boy stabbing his disciple, while another identical boy stood in front of him.
He felt that his brain was a little short-circuited, and this boy’s cultivation was obviously one level higher than his, so he had to smile apologetically: "Yes, yes, misunderstanding."
Haikui looked at him coldly, and Hou Zi felt a thrill in his heart. He continued to force a smile: "We collided with Daoyou. If Daoyou have any conditions, please tell us, and we will certainly do it."
It is said that people who reach out and don’t smile, Hou Zian is betting on the correctness of this sentence.
But immediately he felt his face slapped,
Haikui nodded and said with a cold snort, "Do you want me to talk or fart?"
Hou Zian’s face changed again, and then he immediately resumed his smile and said, "What you said is your word, and what we said is fart. We know we were wrong, so spare our lives."
Haikui suddenly gave a grunting smile and said, "Since I’m Jiuding’s word, I just said I’m going to chop him alive, is it necessary to do it?"
The son-in-law felt helpless, but he knew that he was no match for Haikui at all. If he didn’t beg for his life, his decades of penance would be over. He said helplessly, "How can I be spared?"
Hai Kui’s anger was less than before, but he was angry at the words just now made by some shameless people. He said coldly, "Give Miss Han three kowtows, and call me Grandpa three times, and then you will live."
After hearing this, Hou Zi ‘an gritted his teeth and abandoned the practice. What’s the difference between killing him?
"Why, I don’t want to," Haikui raised his eyebrows and said coldly.
Houzian looked up and looked straight at Haikui. "I apologize for offending Korean girl just now, but what’s the difference between killing me and killing me? You might as well kill me."
Haikui nodded. "Ok, I’ll help you."
Haikui turned to the direction of the abode of fairies and immortals and said, "Miss Han, please come out for a moment. This evil temple mainly apologizes to you."
Hou Zian’s eyebrows are slightly wrinkled, and he has never put the word morality on his head. He has to bow his head under Haikui’s strong strength, but he is guessing that Haikui will let him apologize and let him go.
The snow gate of spell gathering collapsed, and Han Wenxuan slowly came out from the inside, standing at the door of the cave about two meters away, looking up at Haikui, his eyes full of complexity.
Haikui smiled at Han Wenxuan. This smile was from his heart. Then when he turned his head, the smile on his face had disappeared. Look at Hou Zian.
Hou Zian couldn’t help it, so he had to throw his fist at Han Wenxuan and said, "Miss Han was rude to the girl before, and please forgive her." With that, he bowed slightly to Han Wenxuan.
Han Wenxuan looked at him coldly, then turned to Haikui and nodded, and turned back to the cave.
I heard the little girl say to Han Wenxuan, "Mom, that man is so handsome."
Han Wenxuan lovingly rubbed her head. "One-inch knows what handsome is."
"I don’t understand why, when I went out with my mother last time, other children said it, but is handsome a good meaning?" The little girl said naively.
Haikui sighed, what a clever little girl, who looks only about two years old, so sensible and lovely.
Haikui waved his hand, and the snow that had collapsed before reunited to form a door to close the hole.
Haikui turned to look at Houzian,
Hou Zian looked fiercely and said, "Daoyou, I have apologized to Miss Han according to your meaning."
Haikui sneer at 1, "that I said knock three XiangTou, called three grandpa?"
Hou Zian looked pale and said, "Daoyou, can you save me some face?"