As a demon cultivator, it makes sense to be cruel!

One of the two burly women said: "Boy, our third lady is here, why don't we come over to pay our respects!"

Fang Han was not angry after hearing this, but walked over with interest. He planned to have a good time. Zhang's house was here anyway and he couldn't run away.

When Fang Han approached, the woman in the red dress also saw Fang Han's appearance clearly, and her eyes flashed brightly. Fang Han himself was handsome, coupled with the unique, free and ethereal temperament of a cultivator.

How could a mortal woman resist? Besides, the woman in the red dress was a very handsome and lustful person.

In this Qingyuan City, the woman in the red dress is Zhang Qingxue, the third daughter of the Zhang family, whoever she likes is a man.

Regardless of whether she volunteers or resists, she will be captured and taken back to the Zhang Mansion to ravage her.

After playing for two or three days, when Zhang Qingxue got tired of playing, she would reward the captured man to her personal bodyguard.

That is, the two hunky-backed women behind her, Cuihua and Ruhua.

It is conceivable that none of the men captured by Zhang Qingxue in Zhang Mansion could walk out standing upright.

Zhang Qingxue looked at Fang Han greedily and said:

"Come back to the house with me, handsome young man. My sister will take you to play fun games."

Fang Han planned to play with her and see what tricks she could do.

Then Fang Han pretended to be scared and said to Zhang Qingxue, "Can I not go?"

Zhang Qingxue said with ill intentions: "After entering the Zhang Mansion, there is no reason to refuse. Ruhua, Cuihua, hold him down and take him away."

The hunky-backed Ruhua looked at Fang Han and said, "Little Master, let's go! Don't let me suffer any physical pain after doing it."

Fang Han seemed to have made a difficult decision.

"Okay, I'll go with you, but I have to promise that you can let me go home after I go."

The three of them looked at each other, Zhang Qingxue covered her mouth and smiled softly: "Okay, I promise you."

Afterwards, Zhang Qingxue took Fang Han to her room. On the way, she met many servants. When they saw Zhang Qingxue, they all knelt down.

"I'll meet the third lady later."

Zhang Qingxue didn't even look at him. He glanced at the kneeling servants and took Fang Han away. After Zhang Qingxue and others left, the kneeling servants stood up and started talking quietly.

"Li Ergou, how many days do you think that boy can live?"

The man named Li Ergou replied: "Based on Miss San's past personality, she should be able to last four or five days."

Then all the slaves sighed.

"I don't know which young master fell into the hands of this witch. Oh, what a sin!"

On the other side, Fang Han used his spiritual consciousness to listen to their conversation and heard every word, but he was sneering in his heart.

Soon, Zhang Qingxue brought Fang Han to a courtyard. Zhang Qingxue winked, and the green flowers on the side screened away all the servants in the courtyard.

Later, Zhang Qingxue took Fang Han into the house alone, while Cuihua and Ruhua stood guard on both sides of the door.

Cuihua said: "Do you think this handsome young man will be made to scream loudly by the third lady as soon as he enters?"

Ruhua said: "Probably so. His small body will be given to us and the two sisters when the third lady gets tired of playing with him. We have to be gentle and don't kill him all at once."

Cuihua nodded in agreement.

I have played with so many men, but this is the first time I have encountered one like this. I must be gentle when I start.

The two smiled at each other.

In the room, Zhang Qingxue threw Fang Han on the bed and couldn't wait to take off her clothes. Fang Han also consciously started to take off his clothes.

Zhang Qingxue nodded with satisfaction after seeing it.

"Xiao Langjun, I didn't expect you to be quite self-conscious!"

Fang Han said: "When you beg for mercy later."

After Zhang Qingxue heard this, she suspected that she had heard wrongly.

Suddenly, a spiritual light flashed from Fang Han's fingertips on the bed.

When Zhang Qingxue saw it, she exclaimed: "You are a cultivator!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he turned around and ran towards the door, shouting: "Dad, help me, there are cultivators who have entered our Zhang Mansion!"

Zhang Qingxue knew how terrifying cultivators were. She had seen her father take action when he first came to Qingyuan City to establish a family.

Many wealthy families in the city disagreed and sent more than 20 martial arts masters to destroy the Zhang family.

At that time, I saw that my father just waved his hand, and a three-inch sword with white light flew out from his sleeve. In a few rounds, more than twenty martial arts masters were decapitated without any resistance.

Since then, the Zhang family has been the king of Qingyuan City.

Fang Han looked at the panicked Zhang Qingxue and said:

"Don't waste your efforts. I have just placed a ban on this room. Even if you shout at your throat, no one outside will be able to hear you."

Zhang Qingxue pretended to be calm and said:

"Although you are also a cultivator, there are eight cultivators in my Zhang family. If you let me out now, I can pretend that nothing happened."

Fang Han slapped her in the air, causing Zhang Qingxue's right cheek to become red and swollen.

"Are you threatening me? I, Fang Han, hate threats from others the most in my life."

Zhang Qingxue was so frightened that she quickly knelt down.

Fang Han curled his fingers at her, and Zhang Qingxue walked toward him fearfully.

Fang Han grabbed Zhang Qingxue's arm, threw her on the bed without mercy, and began to gallop around the battlefield.

On the way, Zhang Qingxue's voice became hoarse from shouting, tears kept flowing down her face, and she fell into coma several times, but Fang Han used her spiritual power to wake her up every time.

A few hours later, Fang Han directly used the wind blade technique to end Zhang Qingxue's sinful life.

With a wave of the soul-eating flag, Zhang Qingxue's ghost was sucked into the flag.

Fang Han murmured: "It's time to send Zhang Mansion on its way. Hongyu, go and deal with all the living people in the manor."

"Yes, Master."

Hongyu agreed and turned into a black mist and passed through the house.

"Ah! Ah!"

Two screams came from the door. When Fang Han left the room, he saw two corpses with their chests pierced. As soon as the Soul Banner summoned two ghosts, they were sucked into the Soul-Eating Banner.

As Hongyu continued to kill, the monks in Zhang's mansion also discovered her.

"How dare you act so bold and evil in the Zhang Mansion, you..."

Before he finished speaking, the red jade ghost claw cut off the neck of the low-level Qi refining monk.

As soon as the monk's body fell to the ground, seven more Qi Refining monks came. One of them was Zhang Fengnian, who was at the fifth level of Qi Refining.

"Fellow!"

"If you have offended the Zhang family, I would like to apologize to you with a thousand low-grade spiritual stones. I also ask you to be noble and let the Zhang family go."

Zhang Fengnian cupped his fists at Hongyu.

At this time, Fang Han walked out from behind Hong Yu, glanced at Zhang Fengnian and others with cold eyes and said, "I will kill you all, and everything in this house will not belong to me."

Zhang Fengnian said: "Your Excellency, my father is Zhang Song, the elder of the outer sect of the Yin Demon Sect. If you dare to destroy my Zhang family, just wait for the revenge of the Yin Demon Sect!"

"Oh, Zhang Song! He has already asked me to send him on his way, but he hasn't gone far yet. Now I will send you off, and maybe you can reunite with him. After all, the family needs to be neat and tidy!"

Hearing this, the Zhang family monks' eyes flashed with despair. Fang Han was not something they could handle, let alone Hong Yu, who was at the tenth level of Qi refining.

Zhang Fengnian said resolutely: "Second brother, you run away quickly, I will hold you here."

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhang Fengnian took out his flying sword and rushed towards Fang and Han.

With a snap, Zhang Fengnian's head was smashed into pieces by Hong Yu like a watermelon while he was charging forward. After a few steps forward, the headless body fell to the ground.

When the remaining monks of the Zhang family saw their head being killed, they shouted with splitting eyes: We will fight with you.

The six people sacrificed their magic weapons together and attacked Fang Han crazily.

Before Fang Han could take action, Hong Yu turned into Daoyin wind and enveloped the six people.

"Ah! Ah! Ah!"

After a few shrill screams, the six of them fell to the ground bleeding from their orifices, their life was cut off.

Hongyu did not stop after dealing with several people, but faithfully carried out the order of not leaving anyone behind in the Zhang family.

Blood flowed into rivers in Zhang's mansion. More than 1000 people in such a large mansion were all killed by Hongyu in just a few minutes.

Fang Han said: "So many ghosts cannot be wasted."

Then, Fang Han threw the Soul-Eating Flag into the air, and the Soul-Eating Flag became ten feet in size, and ghosts were sucked into the flag from every corner of Zhang Mansion.