"What? It's too weak!"

Under the stunned gazes of countless people, the hammer girl put the hammer on her shoulder with one hand and scratched her cheek:

"How did you say that? That's right, all show and no substance! This earth bug is just a shell, not even one tenth of the power of the ancient monster!"

"Oh, how boring!"

"Hey, the one with the stick, I did what I promised your master. Tell her not to go back on her word!"

“Let’s go!”

The hammer girl waved at Qin Gengyun, jumped a few times with the hammer on her shoulder, and walked out of the Chang Mansion with her twin ponytails swinging, and disappeared into the distance in an instant.

She came like lightning and left like the wind, without taking away a cloud, leaving behind only a few moles groaning on the ground and a large group of dazed people.

“Ah!!”

The mole rolled and struggled on the ground and could not stand up for a while. It could only howl to the sky in extreme anger.

"I'm going to eat you all!"

When he turned his head to the side, he saw that the female cultivators who it had not had time to devour had been picked up by Qin Gengyun and taken away to a distance.

"Thank you for the rescue, senior!"

"Thank you, senior!"

Several female cultivators bowed to Qin Gengyun with gratitude, and then cried and hugged their husbands or fathers who rushed up to them.

Si Minglan and Fang Xue were held in Qin Gengyun's arms, but they didn't feel anything. After all, they had done more outrageous things before. Fang Xue cupped her hands and said:

"Uncle Qin, thank you for saving me again."

Si Minglan's face was pale, but she still did not forget to tease Qin Gengyun: "My dear, if you save me a few more times, I will have no choice but to give myself to you."

Qin Gengyun quickly shook off her hand: "Senior Si, please respect yourself."

Then he looked at Mo Xiaolan who had escaped from his arms. Her long hair tied into a single ponytail was a little messy, and her plain white robe was torn and stained with blood.

Qin Gengyun's eyes flashed with pity: "Friend Mo Dao, I'm sorry, it's my fault that you have suffered."

Mo Xiaolan stroked the black hair by her ears, and a smile appeared on her pale face:

"I just want to see the outside world. How can it be your fault?"

Qin Gengyun looked at the baby girl in her arms. In this chaos, the little girl did not cry or scream, and her eyes were bright. Qin Gengyun was surprised and said:

"This is……"

Mo Xiaolan quickly explained: "This is a child born by a fellow Taoist in the dungeon. She asked me to take care of her before she died!"

"I see." Qin Gengyun looked into the distance: "This child is so cute."

"Yes, yes." Mo Xiaolan lowered her head.

The two of them looked away from each other and the atmosphere was inexplicably strange.

Si Minglan put her arm around Fang Xue's shoulders and said, "Tsk tsk, Xiaoxue, if you marry into the Qin family, I'm afraid you can only be the fourth wife."

Fang Xue was about to speak when a scream suddenly came from behind her.

But it was Wen Yongchang whose eyes turned red, and he rushed towards Tu Luo alone with a sword in hand.

"Chang Shengzi, my family respects you so much, but you actually killed my wife! You are worse than a beast!"

The mole that was missing two horns had a fierce look in its eyes, and it raised its sheep's hoof that was as thick as a tree and kicked Wen Yongchang dozens of feet away.

When he fell to the ground, his body was broken and blood was constantly flowing out of his mouth.

Wen Yongchang raised his hand with difficulty, as if trying to grab something.

"My lady, you look so beautiful wearing this hairpin..."

Finally, his hands fell limply, his pupils dilated, and he went to look for his wife.

“Brother Yongchang!!”

Zhou Yun, who had previously angrily rebuked Qin Gengyun together with Wen Yongchang, also had red eyes and was about to burst into tears.

He had just recognized his wife among the corpses on the ground.

His wife's name was Miao Haihui. They were childhood sweethearts. When they got married, the Miao family did not ask for any dowry, so Zhou Yun gave her a white jade bracelet.

Miao Haihui treated the bracelet as a treasure and always wore it on her hand, never taking it off.

Even though all her spiritual energy and vital energy had been sucked away and she had turned into a pitch-black dried corpse, the bracelet he gave her was still on her withered arm.

"My dear, I wrongly trusted the Chang family. It was me who harmed you. It was me who harmed you!!"

Zhou Yun beat his chest and stamped his feet, his hair disheveled. He took one last look at his wife's corpse, picked up his sword, stood up, and suddenly killed a cultivator from the Chang family not far away from him!

Only half an incense stick ago, Zhou Yun and the cultivator from the Chang family were still chasing Qin Gengyun together.

At this moment, the two are already mortal enemies!

"Everyone in the Chang family deserves to die!"

The Chang family monk sneered: "You rats, how dare you act rashly! Huh?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a long sword emerged from his chest, and the scene was exactly the same as when Xue Yan was killed.

The monk turned around, his eyes widened.

"Luo Wenzhi, you, you..."

The elegant and handsome Luo Wenzhi's face was covered with tears. He cried and sobbed, but the long sword in his hand was extremely powerful. He pulled it back suddenly, and blood splashed on his face. He cried and shouted:

"Wuwuwu, fellow villagers of Xingluo Town! We worship the Chang family as gods, but Chang Shengzi treats us like pigs and dogs! We can't even find the body of my wife now, wuwuwu, today, today..."

He raised his sword and shouted:

"I'm going to rebel against the Chang family! Who's willing to join me?"

Zhou Yun yelled, "You are rebelling against the Chang family. Kill all the Chang family members!"

The male cultivators around who had lost their wives and daughters all echoed: "The Chang family is unjust, we will exterminate them!"

Farther away, the residents of Xingluo Town who had come to defend the Chang family saw this tragic scene and shouted:

"The Chang family is unjust, we will destroy them!"

Steward Lu's face was gloomy, and he shouted coldly: "You are rebelling! Kill them!"

Before he could finish his words, he saw dozens of his men falling to the ground. He looked up in horror and saw a circular magic circle floating above his head.

Hundreds of long swords emerged from the formation.

"Hundred Swords Formation?!"

Butler Lu opened his eyes wide and looked at Qiu Zhihe in disbelief:

"How can a mere casual cultivator like you know this third-grade killing formation?!"

Qiu Zhihe seemed too lazy to pay attention to him. She pressed down casually and hundreds of long swords shot out. Butler Lu didn't even have time to scream before he was stabbed into a meat paste!

Qiu Zhihe had been holding back on fighting these people just now, because she wanted Qin Gengyun to face this kind of situation alone, so that he would have experience in case of similar situations in the future.

Now the hammer girl has done as she was told and hammered Changshengzi, who had turned into a mole, half to death.

Her husband was about to face his first big test after building his foundation, and as his wife, she naturally had to be there to support him.

"Susu!"

Qiu Zhihe called out to Liusu, who laughed and said:

"Here I come, miss!"

A light blue eyeball appeared above her head, and the pupil opened, revealing a dazzling light.

The bodies of the Chang family monks who were besieging her suddenly stiffened, and more than a dozen monks were unable to move!

"What kind of magic is this?" Everyone was shocked.

"Miss, can't you kill me?"

Liusu waved at Qiu Zhihe and asked.

Qiu Zhihe glanced at her coldly. Liusu said "oh" and muttered:

"I forgot that if the second son of the Chang family hurts my uncle, no one in the Chang family will survive."

After he finished speaking, his figure flashed and his white hands flew. A moment later, more than a dozen cultivators from the Chang family all fell to the ground dead.

"Miss, wait for me!"

After killing these people, Liusu hurriedly chased after Qiu Zhihe.

Qiu Zhihe moved and came behind Qin Gengyun, facing Mo Xiaolan not far away.

The two women looked at each other and nodded slightly.

"Friend Mo."

"Fellow Daoist Qiu."

At this moment, in the patriarch's house, the remaining dozens of Chang family cultivators had been surrounded by the angry citizens of Xingluo Town and were hacked to pieces, covering their bodies in blood.

The scene didn't look like a fight between monks, but more like a vendetta among the martial arts world, with a group of people swinging swords and slashing at random, not cool at all.

Qin Gengyun felt very much in sympathy and nodded repeatedly: "Sure enough, this is how cultivators fight."

"Husband, concentrate."

Qiu Zhihe's voice came from the side.

"Yes, ma'am!"

Qin Gengyun calmed his mind, holding the Qitian stick, and looked forward.

The gigantic mole finally crawled up from the ground, its pupils erected and blood-red light flashed on its ferocious face that looked like both an animal and a human.

"Today, you will all die."