101 ways of death of male god in fast time travel

Chapter 117 It's him, it's him, it's him, young hero Nezha!
As soon as Shihua turned his head, he saw a middle-aged man with a goatee, wearing a maroon brocade bunt, looking in good spirits, and he was also a monk.

"Who hurt my son?" Stepping in, a couple of men and women were left after sweeping the lobby, each drinking tea and not paying attention to him, Cao He walked over, flicking the long whip in his hand : "Who are you? Who hurt my son?"

"It's him!" The teammate was there to sell. Seeing his aggressive look, Shihua pointed to the ancestor god opposite him: "It's him! The young hero Nezha, I saw him chop my great-grandson with my own eyes. Easy as a leg."

Cao He was in a hurry, and didn't have the heart to pay attention to Shihua's words, so he swung his whip: "It's you!" Without further ado, he directly directed the whip towards the belly of the ancestor god, which was the position of Dantian, and he wanted to abolish his Neidan is really vicious.

The Ancestor God lowered his head to look at the tea, and he did not dodge the long whip, but the strange thing was that the spiritual power carried by the long whip seemed to be injected into cotton, without any waves, the whip was bounced off directly, even The corners of the clothes were not touched.

Shihua knew this was the case, so far he hadn't seen any power that could hurt him, drinking tea with a clear look on his face.

Cao He didn't expect that his long whip and spiritual power would have no effect on him, as if the soft cotton had been punched in, and the spiritual power wrapped in it disappeared.

He guessed that this man was not simple, otherwise Qing'er's cultivation wouldn't be able to cut off his hands so easily, but he didn't think there would be any Mahayana master monks in Qinghe City.

Pulling back the whip, Cao He kicked the table down, Shi Hua hurriedly avoided with the tea in his hands: "I almost didn't even have to drink the tea." He backed away as he spoke, this is a matter between them, no none of my business.

I was watching her drinking tea, but was interrupted by someone. The ancestor god stood up without saying a word: "Let's go."

Cao He was anxious about whether he still had himself in his eyes. First he hurt his son, but now he doesn't take himself, the Patriarch of the Cao family, seriously.Really hateful.

The long whip flicked and aimed at his neck, intending to wrap his neck around him.Ancestral God's eyes slanted slightly, and his left hand was lightly held in the void. Cao He only felt a pain in his abdomen, and the next second, it was as if the time suddenly stopped, and he could no longer hear any sound.

In front of others, Patriarch Cao was reduced to ashes.

As soon as the ancestor god put down the teacup: "Let's go." He walked up to her and reached out to take the cup in her hand, intending to take her away.

Sensing his intention, Shi Hua quickly took a small step back: "That won't work, we'll leave, and they're dead." He saved someone himself, so leaving him like this would kill him, or he would die. Don't save people and let people wait to die like this.

"En." The Ancestral God also understood, but he didn't know that she still had such a thoughtful thought.With a wave of his sleeves, the father and daughter disappeared from everyone's sight.

Cao's eldest son was abolished, the head of the family was killed, and his power was severely damaged. The strong Nascent Soul Stage who had been in seclusion was forced to leave the seclusion to preside over the overall situation.

Listening to everyone's report, how people were deposed, how Cao He was killed, he was very surprised after hearing it, he had never seen such a method of killing, Cao He was already in the late stage of Jindan, how could he even resist Nothing, just being turned into dust like this?
Everyone looked at the old ancestor's face ashen, frowning and did not dare to say anything, just waiting for the old ancestor to make a decision.

After a long time, the middle-aged man above nodded his head: "No matter what, my Cao family is not easy to mess with. You can describe the appearance of the two of them, and I will submit them to the Qingshenzong and other sects, and let them Be careful, if you meet this person, kill him."

"Yes!"

Only in the afternoon, all the sects of Qingshenzong, Taofa Palace, Qingyaochi, and Dailu Peak received portraits.

(End of this chapter)