Chapter 477 Untitled

In the Jiutian Hall, the Qianlingmen team led by the eldest sister Xiuna and the second brother Junyou was careless in the poison of flowers. Originally, I planned to take the toxin out of the hall and continue to go deep into the Nuhai Alliance. Unexpectedly, at this time, Wang Ge, the leader of Wen Hong and He Ying, met unexpectedly.

When it comes to the relationship between the Renwang Pavilion and Qianlingmen, it can be traced back to the time when Lingzun was in power. At that time, Qianlingmen was extremely powerful and dominated the side in Zhongzhou. Although the Renwang Pavilion occupies a place among the seven major forces, it is respectful to Qianlingmen and does not dare to make any mistake.

However, with the fall of Lingzun later, the status of Qianlingmen plummeted in Zhongzhou, and there was no strong martial arts. At first, Renwang Pavilion did not pay attention to Qianlingmen. He often looked kind on the surface, but in fact he played conspiracies behind his back.

Over the years, the people of Qianlingmen have been less angry with the King's Pavilion. But there is nothing we can do. Without the strong martial arts, we have to swallow everything.

This situation has lasted for decades, thinking about the time when I went to find Xuesha. He even witnessed Wen Hong and He Ying shouted at the elders of Qianlingmen.

Until Xuesha broke through Wu Zun, Qianlingmen finally looked forward to it. In all aspects, it was no longer allowed to let the king's go, and Qianlingmen began to fight back. After swallowing their anger for a long time, the anger that had been aggrieved for a long time made them extremely disgusted with the people in the Renwang Pavilion.

"Let me shut up? Do you have this qualification? My Junyou put this off today. As long as any of you in the Wangge team can beat me, I Junyou will kneel on the ground and kowtow to you three times.

In the face of Wen Hong, He Ying and others have bad intentions. Junyou, the second brother of Qianlingmen, rushed to the crown angrily and shouted loudly, extinguishing the arrogant flame of the Renwang Pavilion.

Everyone present was shocked, and all the disciples of Qianlingmen shouted secretly. And Emperor Wu of the King's Pavilion was obviously a little ugly.

If you want to say it, Junyou is definitely the first among thousands of disciples of Qianlingmen. Even the elder sister Xiu Na has to do it quickly. Among the seven forces, I'm afraid that only the evil Hui of the Evil Yuanmen, the Longbo of the Tianlongmen, the Bo Jingfeng of the Tianqin Sect, and the Xiaoyue and Xiaoli of the demon royal family can beat the Junyou.

These people are all half-step martial arts masters and half-step eight-level piano masters. In comparison, Junyou's reputation is only weaker than these people. Among the later Emperor Wu of the same level, he was a little afraid of him.

"Humph, Junyou, you have a big tone." He Ying's eyes were cold, and the space suddenly burst into a slight power fluctuation, followed by a flash of his body, and his backhand was a palm.

"Ban!"

[***] The poisonous gentleman in his body brought up a trace of resistance, and was directly overturned to the ground by He Ying's vigorous palm, "Pooh!" Spit out a mouthful of thick blood.

"Second brother."

"Second brother." ......

Xiu Na, Meng Yu and other disciples of Qianlingmen hurriedly called nervously. Junyou waved his hand slightly to indicate that he was fine, but from his depressed breath, he could tell whether he was really okay.

"Hey hey, Elder He Ying is really good at it!" Junyou gently wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth and said with a sarcastic smile, "The Renwang Pavilion has a good ability. I finally saw it today."

"Hmm, I'm obsessed." He Ying's eyes showed a fierce light, retreated to Wen Hong's side, and said in a low voice, "Young master, while they are now [***] flower poison, we," his voice paused and made a move to wipe his neck.

"This?" Wen Hong frowned. Now that he really wants to kill so many people in Qianlingmen, he is still a little uncertain. Isn't that good?"

"Young master, what's wrong? These people are all the elites of Qianlingmen. As long as they are killed, Qianlingmen will definitely collapse. At that time, it will be easy for our King Pavilion to swallow them.

"But."

"Young master, what are you still hesitating about? Don't you want to marry Xue Sha?"

Wen Hong's eyes suddenly lit up, and his head nodded like a chicken pecking rice. "Yes, of course I want to."

"Hey, then kill them all. If you capture Qianlingmen, the owner of Xueshamen will be yours at that time. He Ying had a sinister smile on his face. The reason why he deliberately wanted to harm Qianlingmen was that he was completely worried about the fact that he wanted to kill Xia, but was seriously injured by Xuesha.

In addition, He Ying knew that the owner Wen Lengkong had long wanted to annex Qianlingmen, so he encouraged Wen Hong to do so, not only would he not be scolded, but also a great achievement.

Wen Hong, who is extremely infatuated with Xuesha, no longer has any consideration, showing a ferocious and fierce light in his eyes, "Hey hey, kill you, capture Qianlingmen, and I can get Xuesha, hey hey."

At this time, a group of disciples of Qianlingmen had already gritted their teeth angrily and cursed. Xue Sha is high in their hearts and can't be violated at all. Wen Hong, He Ying's words were tantamount to angering their bottom line.

"Wen Hong, you have to die."

"How can a person like you be delusional?"

"Wen Hong, put away your disgusting thoughts!" Junyou sat up, covered his chest with his hands, and looked at him with a contemptuous face. His voice was extremely heavy, and he continued to curse.

"You don't take pictures of yourself. Our Xueshamen are unparalleled in talent, and now they have the strong strength of the mid-term martial arts. Look at you again. With your warm and cold help, you are only a late Emperor Wu. Look at you, what right do you have to fantasize about the snow screen owner? Shameful and conspicuous, a purebred waste.

Junyou scolded so harshly that he didn't give the other party any face at all, just like slapping the other party in public. Wen Hong was obviously a little stunned, and his body trembled violently. At the same time, there is an endless sense of inferiority in my heart. Indeed, how can I match the snow yarn of the middle-term martial arts?

"You, you, you shut up, you shut up, the snow gauze is mine, the snow gauze is mine." Wen Hong's mind was obviously a little crazy. He touched his face and chest with his hands, and his face was at a loss.

"Young master." He Ying hurriedly supported the other party, "Young master, don't be fooled by them. They deliberately say such words to stimulate you and are procrastinating."

"Yes, you can't be fooled, you can't be fooled." Wen Hong forced himself to stabilize his body, gasped heavily, and stared at Junyou, Xiuna and his party fiercely. "You all deserve to die. You all deserve to die. I will kill you all today. After the battle in the Cape Area, I will capture Qianlingmen."

The faces of the disciples of Qianlingmen have changed, but [***] The flower poison of flowers is too fierce, and the time is too hasty. At present, there are many bad luck.

"Kill them for me,"

"Young Master Wen Hong, spare your life!" Before Wen Hong could give an order, Xin Cheng, who was sitting next to Meng Yu, quickly stopped talking and stood up from the ground tremblingly, with a flattering smile, "Master Wen Hong, we have a good relationship. Please forgive me."

"Xincheng, what are you doing? How can you beg for mercy from such a person?

"Third brother, are you crazy? How can our disciples of Qianlingmen be greedy for life and afraid of death?

"That's right, third brother, don't bow to such a person." ......

Junyou, Xiuna and other disciples all scolded loudly. Meng Yu's pretty face looked even paler. She didn't expect that Xincheng would be such a person who was afraid of death. At this time, a thin and beautiful young figure flashed in her mind.

Wen Hong raised his eyelids and looked coldly at Xincheng, who was struggling to come this way. When he arrived, Wen Hong raised his right hand and slapped him heavily on the other party's handsome face.

"Bang!"

The heavy and sharp slaps stimulated everyone's eardrums. Xincheng's eyes suddenly appeared a little stunned. "Wen, Master Wen Hong, I."

"Damn it." Wen Hong cursed fiercely, and then raised his left hand. He saw that his little finger had been cut off, and he couldn't help frowning.

"Xincheng, you son of a bitch, do you know that the person I want to kill most now is you? If you hadn't told me that the stinky boy of Xia was in the southeast direction of the city, how could my Wangge have lost more than 20 Emperor Wu? How could my young master's finger be broken? You still have the face to pleaded with me and let me spare you?"

As soon as this word came out, all the disciples of Qianlingmen were stunned. Just now, they still had doubts in their hearts why there were only a few people left in the Renwang Pavilion. In this way, the confusion was finally solved. It turned out that they were going to ambush General Xia to get into such a situation.

"Hahahaha, it's so funny. Master Wen Hong turned out to be disabled. Oh, no, you are a waste, and now you are a waste in the disabled, hahahaha.

Junyou did not let go of the opportunity to attack the other party. Other disciples of Qianlingmen also laughed loudly. However, the Meng language in the crowd can't laugh at all. Is it summer again? Whenever the name appears, it can always stimulate her body and mind.

"Sht up." Wen Hong's eyes turned red with anger. He looked at his left hand with only four fingers, which was both resentful and unwilling. The backhand was a palm, which overturned Xincheng in front of him to the ground.

"Poo!" The latter spit out a mouthful of blood and hurriedly begged for mercy, "Master Wen Hong, it's none of my business, spare my life!" I really didn't know it would be like this.

"Well, Xincheng, I will save you to kill you to the end." Wen Hong was furious, and his blood-red eyes stared at Junyou, Xiuna and others viciously because of anger.

"Kill them all for me."

"Yes, young master." ......

However, at this time, a violent force fluctuation suddenly broke out outside the Jiutian Hall. Then a cold wind came, and the majestic momentum made the space tremble, accompanied by the joking laughter.

"Hey hey, Master Wen Hong, we meet again."

Boom! All the martial emperors in the Renwang Pavilion were shocked, and their faces were full of disbelief. Meng Yu in the Qianlingmen team also trembled. She was too familiar with this voice.

"Jing Xia."