Chapter Eight Hundred and Eighty Seventh Gan Ai's Father Gan Ziteng

"boom--!!"

A muffled sound spread throughout the entire Xuanyu Immortal Clan Square.

The aftermath of the battle slammed into the surrounding frantically, and the weak warriors vomited blood and fled around.

"Old lady Mi!"

"You dare to take action against my son, don't you want to live?"

A middle-aged man with a bushy beard fell to the front, followed by his arrogant voice!

Followed by dozens of streamers, all of them are powerful Martial Saints.

"Gan Ziteng!?"

Old lady Mi looked back and exclaimed in a low voice, her eyes showing fear.

"Ganzi hurts?"

"I still have a stomachache, my stomach hurts."

Su Lang sneered: "This father and son are really interesting. One has liver pain and the other liver cancer. This disease is getting worse from generation to generation."

It turned out that Gan Ziteng was just a quasi-immortal.

The subordinates of the quasi-immortal level, Su Lang grabbed a lot, hundreds of thousands!

Therefore, Old Lady Mi was afraid of Gan Ziteng, but Su Lang only regarded him as a barking toothless weak dog.

The formation that Su Lang arranged was not soundproof, and Gan Ziteng heard his words immediately.

"Who are you?"

"A young child who dares to mock my name?"

Gan Ziteng's face was as cold as ice, and he said in a cold voice, "After I catch Chu Xiaobei, I will peel you off for cramps and behead you to the public!"

"You bastard, how dare you insult our father and son!"

Gan Ai was even more furious, pointing at Su Lang and cursing, "I will peel off your skin inch by inch, slice off your flesh and blood, chop your bones a little bit, and then burn you with the poison of the soul. The soul, let you know what pain is!"

"Yo yo yo."

"You guys are pretty good at it."

Su Lang had a playful look on his face, "I'll use it on you in a while."

"The ants who are beyond their own power!"

Gan Ziteng shook his head with a sneer, turned to look at the old lady, "Miss Mi, although you and I usually fight very hard, but for the sake of your family, you step aside now, and I will spare your life."

"Without further ado."

. Old lady Mi calmed down, her voice was cold, "If you want to catch Chu Xiaobei, unless you step on my corpse!"

"Ha ha."

"As the master of a bloodline, but only a mere nine-star Martial Saint, it has already lost the face of my Xuanyu Immortal Clan."

"At this time, you actually dare to defy the general trend openly, not to take the wishes of all the warriors of the Xuanyu Immortal Clan into your heart, and to protect Chu Xiaobei for your own selfish interests!"

"What if I kill you? My son is the first genius of Xuanyu, and my grandfather is Xuanheng Martial Immortal. I have the right to kill first and then to pay!"

Gan Ziteng sneered again and again, looking at Old Lady Mi as if he was looking at a dead man.

"Going to Nima's liver hurts!"

"Are all warriors willing to sacrifice Chu Xiaobei? Go to Nima!"

"You people are the real indifferent and selfish people, why don't you give your heads to the Luoyou Emperor Clan to ask for forgiveness, and to the Six Path Immortal Clan to ask for a strike!!"

"Also, what is the right to kill first and then report, are you talking in your sleep? How old is Xuanheng Wuxian in front of the patriarch!?"

Another curse came, followed by a large group of warriors.

The person at the head is a short stature, like a dwarf, but a quasi-immortal man with a different temperament.

This reminded Su Lang of "Ice and Fire" that he had seen in his previous life.

"It looks like this group of people is heading towards you."

Su Lang smiled lightly and asked, "Who is the leader?"

"It's Lai Bang."

Chu Xiaobei smiled and said, "He takes good care of our lineage."

"Ok."

Su Lang smiled and nodded, "It seems that it is indeed a friendly army."

When Su Lang and Chu Xiaobei were talking, Lai Bang had already ridiculed Gan Ziteng a lot.

On Lai Bang's side, there is still Mi Lao's lineage, and the two sides combined to overwhelm Gan Ziteng's lineage.

But right now.

Another group of people rushed up.

"Where is Chu Xiaobei?"

. "Today, Chu Xiaobei must be captured and sent to the Luoyou Imperial Clan!"

This group of people is a feminine old man like an old eunuch, looking at it makes people feel sick.

A group of people followed behind him, and most of them were feminine men.