The god-level son-in-law of the female president

Although he didn't know what the inheritance his uncle was talking about, there was some secret about Ye Huan.

But, is that important?

Not important anymore!

Lu Shan's eyes were blood red.

He just wants to avenge his master!

Find out the real cause of Master's death from Ye Huan!

The master has been kind to him, and even made a big promise to help him ascend to the position of suzerain after returning to the sect!

He always smiles from the bottom of his heart, even in his dreams!

It's cool to have a reliable master!

He was already imagining all the glory and wealth he would get after sitting on the position of suzerain!

Women, you have to keep playing, change one every day, don't bring heavy ones!

She also wants to ruthlessly trample that cold and beautiful junior sister who is as cold as an iceberg, and ride her down!

All kinds of strange treasures that make people overwhelmed must be taken as their own and become the richest suzerain!

It's a pity that all of this was broken by the death of Zhengyang Sanren!

After all, without a master, who would support him?

He even thought that his status in the sect would plummet with the death of his master!

The lovely junior sister will also fall into the arms of others!

Thinking of this, Lu Shan felt like his heart was being torn apart!

Master, Master, why do you want to die? !

Do you know how sad and painful your death is to me?

Poor Lu Shan didn't know.

The killer of Zhengyang Sanren stood in front of him.

And Zhengyang Sanren just used him as a tool from the beginning to the end.

There is no thought of fulfilling the promise at all.

As for Baoyang Sanren, he doesn't care about Lushan's life or death.

Just a dispensable piece of trash.

Dead can also save the resources of the sect.

It does not matter.

On the other side, hearing Lu Shan's ridicule, Ye Huan smiled indifferently.

"Oh? Acquired Kunou, is it very strong?"

Baoyang Sanren smiled coldly, and pronounced the verdict: "Whether Jiuchong is strong or not, you don't deserve to know, I only need a moment to kill you!"

"Hahahahahahahahaha!"

Ye Huan burst into a sneer when he heard this.

Now, he is in a bad mood.

Some people need to realize their mistakes, remember this profound lesson, and even pay the price of their lives!

Ye Huan's sudden burst of laughter made Lu Shan's heart shudder.

But with his uncle around, he had the confidence to call out in a cold voice, "Ye Huan, don't be complacent, I want you to look good in a while!"

Lu Shan turned his head to look at the uncle, his eyes were scarlet, and he had gradually lost his mind, "Uncle, save the kid for a while, I want him to watch his woman being played with by me to death!"

Unexpectedly, Baoyang Sanren is also a pervert. Faced with Lu Shan's request, he nodded and agreed: "Now it seems that this son has extraordinary combat power and cannot be kept. As for the others...you can deal with them as you like."

"Ye Huan, leave me alone, go!" Zhang Ziyan said quickly.

She also saw that the situation seemed very critical.

After a wave of ups and downs, this group of powerful killers came to help again, and according to their words, it seemed that the strength of this uninhabited person was terrifying.

She didn't want her lover's life to be threatened, so she hurriedly pushed Ye Huan to want him to leave.

"Don't be afraid, little fool."

Ye Huan smiled, and looked down at this delicate and lovely person, his eyes showed distress, and his deep voice was inexplicably magical, which made people feel at ease.

I, Ye Huan, am no longer the weak son-in-law I used to be.

After finishing speaking, everyone felt the chill in the air.

Ye Huan raised his head suddenly, looked at Lu Shan who was leaning against the wall and was dying, and sneered.

"I wanted to save your life, but why~~ your dog's mouth is a bit broken!"

While whispering, Ye Huan's figure was as terrifying as a ghost.

Just took a step, but left afterimages.

When Ye Huan reappeared, he had already arrived in front of Lu Shan.

Lu Shan could even clearly see his own reflection in Ye Huan's pupils.

That face was full of fear and desire for life!

"You, what do you want to do! Teacher, uncle, save me!"

Lu Shan was terrified, he kept twisting his body, struggling to get away.

In the eyes, the madness just now turned into despair and fear.

The blow just now not only shattered Lushan's protective magic weapon.

It was even a heavy blow to the mountain, and it was difficult for the meridians in the whole body to circulate.

It was extremely difficult even to escape, and I only felt that my feet were so sore and limp.

Ye Huan looked at him who was seriously injured by the blow, and said with a smile, "Trash, it looks like you don't realize your situation!"

As he spoke, he reached out his hand as fast as lightning and pinched his neck.

Suppressed by terrifying internal force, before he died, Lu Shan still felt the pain of shattering the meridians in his body!

"what!!!"

Lu Shan let out a howl of pain, completely forgetting how arrogant he was a minute ago.

"Shuzi dare!"

Seeing this, Baoyang Sanren immediately got lucky and jumped up suddenly.

He did not choose to use Zhang Ziyan to threaten Ye Huan.

He is very confident that he can kill Ye Huan at this critical moment.

then.

"Crack!"

A crisp sound fell, and Lu Shan's neck was directly twisted!

Ye Huan's movements were even faster than his!

He even dodged his blow lightly like a stroll in the courtyard!

Therefore, the three of Zhengyang could only watch Lu Shan die helplessly, and they didn't even have time to stop him!

Ye Huan enjoyed looking at the life that was passing quickly in his hands, his eyes were cruel, and he always dealt with the enemy fiercely.

This is also the truth that he has believed in since his survival.

Baoyang Sanren's originally indifferent eyes suddenly revealed a deep anger, and he killed with a long roar, stretched out his hand to make a palm, and his internal strength surged.

The voice exploded in the ears like thunder with strong anger, "Nie Zhan, how dare you hurt my nephew's life! I want you to die!"

With a backhand palm, Ye Huan received Baoyang Sanren's attack head-on.

boom!

With one palm down, Baoyang Sanren suddenly felt that he had bumped into a reinforced iron plate, and felt numb for a while.

The dignified Houtian Jiuzhong was shocked by Ye Huan's steel-like body.

He staggered a few steps, and he was in an indescribable embarrassment.

Ye Huan immediately flicked his fingertips, and all the dragon's whiskers shot out.

In close proximity, it was difficult for Baoyang Sanren to react, but he still twisted his body with his fighting instinct, and his internal strength surged to protect his body.

"Pfft!"

One of the silver needles broke through his body-protecting Taoist robe and pierced into the body of Huanyang Sanren.

Although the wound was not deep, Baoyang Sanren was like an angry lion, and said, "How dare you use an axe for such a small skill, and die quickly!"

"Dragon Dart!"

No, this guy also practiced hidden weapon kung fu, and a black dart as black as ink shot out of his sleeve.

"boom!"

Sounds of breaking through the air came out one after another, wrapped in fierce murderous aura, the empty villa resounded like the mournful cry of a night owl.

Ye Huan breathed out his inner strength, and while he was breathing, a strong wind in front of him tore through the air, and shot all the darts away.

At this moment, the members of the Qinglong Gang who were knocked down by Lushan and the others also struggled to stand up and guarded Zhang Ziyan.