Chapter 145 You Can Watch the Play

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"Tsk tsk, Young Master Meng is so hard-hearted that he can even handle such a beautiful woman." Fang Hao, who was watching the battle from behind, sighed with a pity expression on his face.

Hong Lietao on the side looked at Fang Hao and said with a smile: "Boy, do you know why, at the same age, Young Master Meng can be on the list, but you can only be a sidekick?"

Fang Hao said in surprise: "Meng Gongzi has a good talent, and the guidance of a famous teacher is of course better than me."

Hong Lietao said sternly: "There is a knife on the head of the color, and Young Master Meng's heart is hard enough. No matter how beautiful or ugly he is when fighting for life and death, he is a pink skeleton anyway. Like you, it is estimated that you will be fascinated by the fight. I don't know the southeast and northwest.

Why are the monks of the Shaolin Temple and the Taoist priests of the Taoist gate stronger? Because other people's four majors are empty, they think less and leave time for cultivation, their natural strength is strong, do you want to become so strong? "

Fang Hao was stunned and said, "Am I going to be a monk or a Taoist priest now? But people probably won't accept me."

Hong Lietao said with a wicked smile: "Of course it's too late for you to become a monk and a Taoist priest now, but you can cut it down and become a father-in-law. There are many masters in the palace. If you go to the right and wrong roots, I guarantee you will see through the red dust. The strength has grown by leaps and bounds.”

Fang Hao was instantly discouraged and realized that Hong Lietao was teasing him.

At this time, Su Xin seriously injured the leaders of the four factions one after another, and the disciples of the four factions couldn't bear it any longer. About 30 people rushed up and pulled out their weapons to surround Su Xin.

Hong Lietao laughed and said, "It's finally our turn to play."

When the words fell, Hong Lietao and others pulled out their weapons and stood behind Su Xin.

Facing the existence of Mo Tianlan, who came from a big faction and whose realm was one level higher than them, Hong Lietao and the others were not sure of winning.

But these ordinary disciples, they still have the confidence to give it a try.

Su Xin put away his sword and said lightly, "Take them away, otherwise I, Meng Qingze, don't mind killing people."

The disciples of the four sects looked at each other with expressions of struggle on their faces.

They saw Su Xin's previous strength, and even the strongest senior brother of the younger generation in the sect was defeated by him.

Even if there are a lot of people on my side, is that useful?

If Su Xin really started killing people, they wouldn't have the courage to push hard. The disciples of the four sects had to leave a few cruel words and turn around and take people away.

The only one who was sober among the four was Lan Yudie, she covered her shoulders, her face was pale, but she had a cheerful smile on her face: "Meng Qingze, you really deserve to be a strong person, this girl remembers you, wait. I've recovered from the injury, and I'll continue to fight for you!"

Su Xin didn't speak, let them carry Lan Yudie and others away.

Hong Lietao rubbed his chin and said, "This woman is really cheap. The more you beat her, the more she won't forget you. Sure enough, this woman still lacks discipline. The more you discipline her, the more honest you will be."

As soon as his voice fell, he felt two murderous eyes falling behind him.

Lu Li glared at him fiercely with his cheeks puffed up, and even Yan Qingxue looked at him with dangerous eyes.

Hong Lietao quickly waved his hand and said, "I'm not talking about you, I'm talking about the saint from the Lihuo Sect, don't think about it."

"Okay, don't make trouble, go back." Su Xindao.

Yan Qingxue said worriedly, "But Young Master Meng, you have seriously injured the direct disciples of the four major sects in southern Hunan. I'm afraid this matter has become too big, and they won't let it go."

Whether it is in the south of Hunan or the martial arts in the Central Plains, the status of direct disciples is very different from other disciples.

Only those who have been accepted as disciples by the elders, sect masters and other powerhouses in the sect and have been carefully cultivated can be regarded as direct disciples.

Such disciples will almost always be the mainstay of a sect in the future. There are not many such disciples in a sect. Now they have been seriously injured or even half-crippled by Su Xin. It is conceivable how those martial arts sects will react.

"Don't worry, I'm still worried that they won't come, let's go, we'll go back now and wait for the show to continue."

Su Xin pushed everyone into the house with a fearless look.

Although everyone didn't know what he was fighting, they were relieved a lot when they saw Su Xin's self-confidence.

At this time, in Yan Huangjiu's residence, twelve women who were of the highest quality in both appearance and temperament stood in front of Yan Huangjiu, looking imposing.

One of them was wearing a fiery red gauze, and dressed like Lan Yudie, but he had a mature charm on his body, which was more charming than Lan Yudie.

But now the woman dressed like Lan Yudie shouted angrily at Yan Huangjiu: "Yan Huangjiu! Your daughter's subordinates severely injured my saint from the Fire Sect, and you still have to stop me. Do you want to do it?"

Yan Huangjiu said with a blank face: "They came to my Shangshan City first to make trouble. You should all know my rules. I don't want to restrict my children too much. But also, I hope you don't stretch out your hands indiscriminately! "

Needless to say, these people are the women representing the twelve martial arts forces who were married to Yan Huangjiu by the major martial arts sects in southern Hunan to marry him.

Since they gave birth to a son for Yan Huangjiu, they were ordered by Yan Huangjiu not to participate in the competition between their sons and daughters.

But even so, they do not take the initiative to participate in the competition, but as long as they find the sect behind them through their relationship, Yan Zhongheng and others can get a lot of resources and help.

If it was a normal struggle, even if Yan Zhongheng and his subordinates were hanged and beaten by Su Xin alone last time, they didn't take any action, but they were quiet and good wives and mothers in their own house.

But now that their direct disciples have been abolished, they can't help but be in a hurry.

Yan Huangjiu said coldly: "I said, don't care what you shouldn't care about, Yan Qingxue is my daughter, do you want me to deal with my own daughter?"

The former saintess of Lihuo Sect snorted coldly: "If you can't handle your children, then clean up all the forces under her."

Yan Huangjiu shook his head: "What's the difference between killing Qingxue directly? If I really get rid of Meng Qingze and others, then who will Qingxue, the owner of Shangshan City, take care of it?"

"One night husband and wife, one hundred nights of grace, Yan Huangjiu, do you really want to treat us like this for your daughter?" The saintess of Lihuo Sect roared angrily.

Yan Huangjiu's expression gradually cooled down.

"One night couple and one hundred nights? You still know that we are husband and wife!?

Over the years, I have treated you well, but in the end, you are still thinking about the sect behind you. Have you ever thought that you are not only the direct disciple of the sect, but also the wife of my Yan Huangjiu! "

Yan Huangjiu sighed and said: "You all go back too, you should not come back to Shangshan City in the future."

He was able to marry these stunning beauties in southern Hunan, not because Yan Huangjiu was lustful, but because he had to marry him.

He thought he could influence them, who had been husband and wife for decades, and make them wholeheartedly toward Shangshan City.

But it is a pity that the fate of husband and wife over the past few decades is not comparable to the sect that raised them since childhood.

The saintess from the Fire Sect snorted coldly: "Yan Huangjiu! I hope you don't regret your choice today!"

After she finished speaking, she threw out these words and left immediately. When the others saw Yan Huangjiu's behavior, he was not ready to punish Su Xin, so they all left.

However, this time, they did not return to their residence, but returned to their sect to tell their sect what happened today.

Since the face has been completely torn, the relationship between husband and wife over the past few decades can only be ignored.

After everyone left, Yan Huangjiu sighed, but there was an endless coldness in his eyes: "Why are you forcing me? Shangshan City belongs to my Yan family, if anyone wants to reach out, bring one. , I'll chop one!"

At this time, the Lihuo Sect and other forces have seen the appearance of their own disciples after being seriously injured by Su Xin, which is terrible.

In particular, Fang Chenyu, who was the most seriously injured, was almost useless. If he wanted to save him, he would need to spend a lot of cherished medicinal materials.

But the resources consumed by treating Fang Shenyu, they can even cultivate two or three more Fang Shenyu, this transaction is not worthwhile.

But giving up Fang Chenyu did not mean that they could swallow this breath.

That Meng Qingze deceived people too much and seriously injured all the direct disciples of their four factions. Do you really think that you are a disciple of Zong Haoyang, the "Four Jue Sanren", so you can be so lawless? You must know that even Zong Haoyang didn't dare to be so arrogant and arrogant on their territory in southern Hunan!

In the Fire Cliff Cave, the holy place of cultivation in the Lihuo Sect, a middle-aged man who was wrapped in flames, as if tempering himself as a weapon, stood up together. The fire almost dried the surrounding earth within a hundred meters. .

By the time the flames disappeared, the others were nowhere to be seen, leaving only the messenger disciple who was sweating profusely.

In the Mo family of Canglan Valley, after seeing Mo Tianlan's injury, an old man's aura suddenly became as unfathomable as the vast ocean, as if a huge storm would usher in at any time.

On the top of the mountain of Jiuhua Sword Sect, a middle-aged man in white burst out with endless sword energy, tearing apart the cliff, and endless broken rocks rolled down like a landslide.

Thousands of Machines Divine Sword Gate, a strong man was surrounded by dozens of huge scimitars. As anger flashed in his eyes, the dozens of times huge scimitars were all shattered, and a huge scarlet moon sword Rising from the shards, it shone with endless murderous intent.

The direct disciple of this sect was injured like this by Su Xin, which was enough to arouse their anger, and came to Shangshan City to make a final settlement with Su Xin.

Since the disciples in the innate realm can't help Su Xin, let the martial arts master in the primordial spirit realm come! (To be continued.)

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