Chapter 317: Make Zhou's House

The noise outside Zhou's house was too loud. Not long after Su Fan and Miss Tuesday entered Zhou's house, they were stopped by a group of people.
This group of people was surrounded by a handsome middle-aged man with a horoscope-shaped Hu. The appearance of the middle-aged man was somewhat similar to that of Miss Tuesday.
"Father!" Miss Tuesday looked at the middle-aged man who suddenly appeared, and said with a trembling tone.
It turned out that this middle-aged man was the current man at the helm of the Zhou family, Zhou Changshui.
"Yu'er, I heard some noise from outside the gate just now, what is going on?" Zhou Changshui frowned and asked.
On Tuesday, the lady trembled and was about to answer. Su Fan behind her suddenly stepped out, looked at the Zhou Changshui a few times, and said directly: "You are the Patriarch of the Zhou family, I have something to do with you!"
"Bold, who are you, how dare you be so rude to see my Zhou Patriarch!" Behind Zhou Changshui, a thin-faced yellow-clothed man pointed at Su Fan.
"Long-gong-uncle stop talking! Yu'er please stop!" Miss Tuesday's face changed drastically, and she turned and knelt down to Su Fan, begging bitterly: "Young man, please look at me for the sake of leading you. Uncle uncle once!"
The man in yellow also had his surname Zhou, and his name was Zhou Changgong, who was Zhou Changshui's biological younger brother.
"Yu'er, what are you doing? Get up! Little bastard, you dare to bully my niece, I make you look good!"
Zhou Changgong was furious, and his figure flew towards Su Fan with a flicker, and a fist the size of a wine jar hit Su Fan's heart.
"Stop Uncle Long Gong!" Miss Tuesday shouted desperately.
However, just as she shouted, Su Fan had already started again, and he also blasted out with a punch, full of tens of thousands of kilograms of power, and his fists slammed into the past like a meteor.
boom!
"Ah...pop!"
The fists collided, and the fist the size of a wine jar broke. Zhou Changgong didn't even scream out. The whole person bulged up like an inflatable, and then exploded in an instant. The stumped arm was broken, and the blood and brains splashed behind several people. .
"Ah! The second master is dead!"
Those few frightened back again and again, yelling and yelling while clearing the dregs on their bodies.
"Second Lord!"
"Second brother!"
The rest of the Zhou family and Zhou Changshui all roared with ferocity, and looked at Su Fan fiercely one by one, wishing to take his skin off!
"Little beast, you dare to kill my brother, I want you to pay for it!" Zhou Changshui howled hoarsely, and then showed his figure, rushing towards Su Fan like a big Peng.
"Split the palm!"
Perimeter Changshui flew up and covered it with a palm from the air, and the majestic air wave leaned like a collapsed high wall.
"Small bugs, break it for me!"
Su Fan didn't move, screamed coldly, and punched again, using his strength to break the skill, his fists screamed into the sky, shaking all the surging weather waves into nothingness.
Smashing the air wave, the fist was unstoppable, and continued to attack Zhou Changshui.
There is endless sword power in the fist, like a sharp sword, dividing the world into two, and the soul power erupts like a torrent.
boom!
Zhou Changshui couldn't dodge and was hit by Su Fan with a punch in the chest, but Su Fan deliberately kept him alive and didn't use all his strength, but it was not easy to hurt Zhou Changshui.
puff!
Zhou Changshui spouted a arrow, the blue veins and roots all over his face burst out, his complexion crumbled down, and the ribs on his chest snapped to pieces.
"Patriarch!"
"father!"
Everyone in the Zhou family panicked and ran towards Zhou Changshui frantically. Miss Tuesday ran to Zhou Changshui for the first time, knelt in front of Zhou Changshui and cried.
Su Fan stood there holding his hands, silent.
What happened here quickly shocked everyone in the Zhou family. The entire Zhou family was so scared that the servants and maids went up to the deacon elders, and they rushed over at the first time. Even the famous Sword Villa children who were guests in the Zhou family were in a hurry. And to.
"Changshui, what's wrong with you? Changshui, who hurt you? For my father, I must seek justice for you!" A short, fat old man with white beard and hair beat his chest and roared.
This old man is the grand ancestor of the Zhou family and the father of Zhou Changshui. The strongest of the Zhou family, possesses the eighth level of the cultivation base of the soul king. It is precisely because of this grand ancestor that the Zhou family can stand in Junji City for many years. Without falling.
"The grand ancestor, is the Patriarch of this kid! You must avenge the Patriarch!" In the crowd, a member of the Zhou family pointed at Su Fan with a look of grief.
"Boy, did you hurt my son?" The ancestor of the Zhou family flew into a rage: "Death to the old man!"
Without the slightest hesitation, the ancestor of the Zhou family flew high, stretched out his old palm, and repeatedly photographed Su Fan.
This is also a split palm, but the ancestors of the Zhou family made it more powerful than the perimeter of the water. The weather was overwhelming and the waves obscured the clouds and the sun.
"Let you change, I will break it by myself!"
Su Fan remained motionless, this time both fists were charged at the same time, and his body was like a tight bowstring.
Whoosh!
With the power to the limit, Su Fan's double fists blasted out, a pair of flesh fists like two wild beasts roaring between the heaven and the earth, with unparalleled momentum, pounced towards the endless wave of waves.
boom!
The violent impact caused countless cracks to extend across the ground in the Zhou's courtyard. The tidal wave of air hit Su Fan's fists as if it had touched a hard rock, and they all retreated in an instant.
Above the sky, the mist was evaporating, and the repulsive air wave encircled the Zhou Family Taishang ancestor Tuantuan with several times the power of counterattack.
"What! How could this happen, the old man will not lose, and the old man has to avenge Changshui!"
The ancestor of the Zhou family was struggling frantically in the air wave, slapped in the past in an attempt to offset the menacing offensive.
"go to hell!"
At this moment, Su Fan finally moved, swinging his fist and forming his sword fingers, and a shining thousand-meter sword pierced the sky and burst out.
boom!
The billowing air wave was easily cut open like a piece of paper, and the sharp sword hole opened all obstacles, smashing the ancestor of the Zhou family in the sky and the large space around him!
The blood rained down, dripping on the sluggish faces of everyone in the Zhou family, and deep despair appeared in the eyes of all the Zhou family.
"The old ancestor, the old ancestor just died!"
"No, it's impossible. The ancestor is the strongest person at the eighth level of Soul Lord, how could he die!"
"Grandpa Grandpa, you died so miserably!"
"The ancestor has fallen, what should we do in the future, what should we do!"
All the people of the Zhou family cried bitterly after being stunned for a while, and many people looked at Su Fan with spiteful eyes.
"father!"
Zhou Changshui witnessed Zhou's grand ancestor being beheaded by Su Fan with a single move. With grief and indignation, he didn't mention it, rolled his eyes and fainted.
(End of this chapter)