Heaven Devouring Immortal Emperor

0"It's that kid? If he's still alive, he'll have to return the ten acres of good land. No, he must die!" Minister Zhou's fat face flashed with ferocity. He stretched out his fat hand and kept Feng Yimo by his side. "Kill him. Whoever kills this person will be rewarded with ten taels of silver!"    

    

"Kill!"    

    

The servants' eyes turned red when they heard that. Ten taels of silver was half a year's salary. They waved their weapons and rushed over. They all looked ferocious. They all greeted Feng Yimo's head, heart, and other fatal spots. A few of them even waved their swords at Feng Yimo's lower body.    

    

Feng Yimo saw these servants act viciously, and every single move they made was fatal. His rage burned. Sure enough, there were all kinds of masters and servants. Officers Zhou bullied good people and did all kinds of evil deeds, and people gave him the nickname "Zhou Pi." His servants were like dogs that relied on power and viewed human life as grass. That Zhou Huai was the representative. Since it was like this, there was no need for him to show mercy. He swung the broken sword in his hand, and the weapons that attacked were all broken. It was simply like cutting through iron like mud.    

    

All the servants were shocked and retreated successively. They didn't dare to move forward, yet Zhou Pi's eyes stared fixedly at the broken sword in Feng Yimo's hand, and his greed was completely revealed. "Good sword, good treasure. Such a treasure should belong to me. Men, seize this sword for a hundred silver pieces!"    

    

There would definitely be brave men who would be rewarded with great rewards, and the servants that had just thought of retreating swarmed over like crazy. Feng Yimo was so angry that he was happy. He really did not care about money. He flicked his wrist and ran at full speed. His figure moved like a ghost through the Ding Group at home. When he arrived in front of Minister Zhou, The thirty servants behind him were all frozen on the spot, not moving at all. Then one of them fell down, and then the others all fell down. Some had their throats cut, and some had two foot long cuts on their chests. Some of them even had their heads rolled down, and their blood spurted out a few feet high. None of them were alive, leaving broken limbs all over the ground. Blood flowed like rivers, and blood rushed to the sky!    

    

Feng Yimo's tattered long robe wasn't stained with half a drop of blood, and he looked coldly at Zhou Huai and Zhou Zhixing who were dumbstruck as if their souls had left their bodies. "It's your turn now, who's going first?"    

    

He didn't immediately kill the two of them. He wanted them to experience death for a period of time and fill their hearts with fear so that they could taste the taste of death!    

    

Putong! Zhou Huai threw away the lantern, knelt on the ground, and kowtowed as if he was smashing garlic. "Young Master Feng, don't kill me. It was all Zhou Hui's idea to skin me. He took a fancy to your family's ten acres of top quality farmland, and that's why he made me forge an IOU. It's for the sake of annexing your family's farmland. If you want to kill him, then kill him. It has nothing to do with me. I'm just a butler, and I don't dare to do things that harm people's lives. It's all him, and he asked me to do it!"    

    

Minister Zhou was angered to the point his entire body trembled, and he raised his leg to kick Zhou Huai. But when he saw Feng Yimo's gaze that was like a blade, he was terrified to the point of collapsing to the ground and begging for mercy. "Little Brother of the Feng Family, what do you think? We accidentally injured your parents, and you killed over 30 of us. I'll return the 10 acres of land of your family to you, and I'll give you another 100 silver taels. How about we settle this?"    

    

Feng Yimo looked at Zhou Pi who was fat like a pile of meat in front of him with surprise. At this point, he was still bargaining. A man's greed and greed could be considered the best quality. Without saying another word, the broken sword in his hand slowly slashed across Zhou Zhixing's neck. A blood line appeared on his fat neck. Minister Zhou covered it with both hands. Fresh blood sprayed out a long time ago, causing Zhou Huai, who was lying on the ground, to spurt out all over his body. His entire body trembled as he felt the fishy smell and heat of blood. He cried out in terror, "Don't kill me! Don't kill me!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I know where the important belongings of the Zhou Family are!"    

    

Zhou Pi's eyes popped out as he released his grip and pressed down on Zhou Huai's body. His two hands that were stained with his own blood grabbed Zhou Huai's neck as he whimpered. "You're not allowed to say, you're not allowed..."    

    

Feng Yimo kicked away this miser and lifted Zhou Huai with his left hand. "Lead the way!" At this moment, the Zhou Family Compound was already in a mess. Zhou's skinned aunts scattered and fled in all directions, and Maidservant's servants even ran away without a trace. The old master was dead, so the contract to sell himself naturally had no effect. If they didn't leave now, then when would they wait? Someone bumped into lanterns and torches, and a fire lit up the house.    

    

Zhou Huai was trembling with fear as he led Feng Yimo to the main hall. He turned the screen and entered the study. "There is a secret compartment behind the second bookshelf, and all the valuable things are inside. Land deed, banknotes, and gold bars..." Before he could finish his words, a chill ran down his spine. Half of the blade protruded from his chest. Feng Yimo's voice came into his ears. "Don't be a bad person in your next life."    

    

The corpse fell to the ground and blood splashed all over the ground. Feng Yimo swung his sword and cut open the second bookshelf. He saw a two-foot-square secret compartment on the wall. With another sword, the steel plate outside the secret compartment was cut open, revealing a box inside. He took out the box. Just as he was about to open it, he cast his gaze towards the night sky. He did not have the time to take a closer look and directly stuffed it into the Storage Bag in his arms.    

    

A bolt of lightning flashed across the black night sky. No, it was not lightning. It was a Daoist priest dressed in fluttering green clothes flying over on his sword. He landed elegantly in the courtyard. With a wave of his hand, a white short sword flew from under his feet into his hand. Seeing the corpses all over the ground, he frowned. "You are too murderous. Why did you kill so many people?"    

    

Feng Yimo stood on the spot. The Divine Sense had already seen that this man was only at the peak of the Second Level Qi Training Period realm, but he could fly on a flying sword. He was much stronger than the cultivators of the Heavenly Mirror Continent. Moreover, this man had the demeanor of an immortal. His hair was white and his face was red. He carried a white horsetail whisk on his shoulder, making him look even more ethereal.    

    

"This fellow Daoist doesn't know anything about this man. His name is Zhou Pi. For a mere ten acres of farmland, he laid a trap and made my father's loan of five taels of silver be reduced to fifty taels. Then, he forced the evil slave to come and force his debt. He accidentally killed my father. In order to cover up his crime, he set a fire and burned his father to death. Our family of three. " I was lucky enough to survive, but my mother died because of this. Do you think we should take revenge for this? " Feng Yimo cupped his fists and said, neither servile nor overbearing.    

    

The old Taoist looked at Feng Yimo with a suspicious expression. "You, you are a cultivator?" He found that he couldn't see through the young man in front of him. He seemed to sense a faint spiritual energy fluctuation from the young man's body, but it didn't seem to be there. It seemed to be there, but he couldn't be sure.    

    

Feng Yimo nodded. "I just entered the first level of Qi Refining. I haven't asked for your name yet."    

    

"This humble Taoist is Chi Yangzi, a disciple of the Yin-yang Sect, the number one cultivation sect in the State of Qin. Since this little brother is a cultivator, don't you know that cultivators can't have the desire to kill mortals? Anyone who wantonly kills mortals as a cultivator can be killed by all cultivators in the world! " It's better for you to give your head! " The old Taoist's words were full of righteousness. In addition to his beard and hair, under the illumination of the fire, it was very strange.    

    

"Bah! Who said that the Yin-yang Sect is the number one cultivation sect in the State of Qin? "Our Bai Le Sect is the one. Little brother, don't listen to this old man's nonsense. As a person, one must be happy with gratitude and revenge. If there is enmity, take revenge. Don't be hypocritical. "These trash people are right to kill. Big sister supports you!" It was unknown when a young girl of eighteen or nineteen years old was sitting on a big tree in the courtyard. She was wearing a red dress. Under the dress, her two smooth and white legs swayed. She said as she chewed on the melon seeds.    

    

Feng Yimo shook his head with a bitter smile. Why did another girl from the Bai Le Sect come out? She was also a girl. She looked handsome, but she was a little frivolous.