Under all eyes, Deng Jiuling stepped towards the first brazier.
Zizi!
The flames boiled and rose into the sky with the wind.
However, in this brazier, although Deng Jiuling was bare-legged, his movements were extremely light, and he quickly stepped towards the second brazier.
Click!
All the great men only felt a flower in front of them, like a gust of wind blowing, and the towering figure of Deng Jiuling had appeared at the gate of the ancestral temple.
"The glass slag in the brazier didn't actually pierce this kid's feet?"
"This... unscientific. This is imported glue. Why doesn't it work?"
"Even without these braziers, this kid traversed the scourge of the knife mountain so fast, he didn't even leave any scars on his body?"
The big guys looked at each other and saw the shock in each other's eyes.
"Xiaoguang, you... go and try." The head of the scar face pointed at a big man with his finger.
"Yes, boss."
Immediately, a big man with a face full of flesh came out, he was full of real air flow, his eight packs of abdominal muscles bulged, and he stepped on the brazier with his face stubbornly.
This person turned out to be an inner strength martial arts master, and he seemed to be a master who practiced his physical body horizontally, so he should not be afraid of raging fire.
But as soon as he stepped into the brazier, he immediately sank, and the bottom of his foot was instantly pierced by glass slag.
"Broken!" The big man sighed in his heart, suddenly raised his breath, and wanted to jump out of the brazier.
However, the glass slag seemed to take root, no matter how hard the man struggled, there was no response.
"Wow..." Accompanied by a screaming scream, the big man fell to the ground struggling, and was quickly burned into black coal by the fire.
Quiet!
The audience is deadly quiet!
All the big guys opened their eyes wide, and their hands with the knife kept trembling, feeling that this was too terrifying.
"Taxue Wuhen, Ling Bo stepped slightly, your Excellency is so handsome, no wonder you could escape from the pirate ship in the first place."
Happiness!
With a sneer, a middle-aged man who was somewhat similar to Mo Shao, but was in his early forties, clapped his hands and walked out of the ancestral hall.
This person is Mo Shao's father and Mo Lao's son-the contemporary Patriarch of the Mo family.
But Deng Jiuling ignored the Mo family master, and shouted to the ancestral hall: "Let Zhang Ya go first, otherwise, even if I die here today, I will pull you Mo family members back!"
"Presumptuous!" Upon hearing this, Patriarch Mo was furious.
Click!
As soon as the voice fell, the three hundred soldiers raised their guns at the same time, and their gruesome muzzles were all aimed at Deng Jiuling's head.
However, Mr. Mo suddenly said: "Come here, escort Miss Zhang Ya out of the village."
"Father!" Family Master Mo was a little displeased.
"Shut up, are you the leader of Mojia Village or an old man?" Mo Lao shouted.
"Come here!" Family Master Mo snapped his fingers with a gloomy expression.
Immediately two big men came over, got Zhang Ya into a van, and left.
Deng Jiuling's eyes could cover the entire Mojia Village, so he could clearly see that after leaving the village, the two big men immediately pushed Zhang Ya out of the car.
Zhang Ya stood at the entrance of the village, but did not leave. Several times, she tried to rush into Mojia Village to rescue Deng Jiuling, but she knew that she would go in vain.
Moreover, Zhang Ya’s ears were full of words that Deng Jiuling said in a secret voice transmission before leaving: "Ya'er, you don't need to pay attention to me, just go and make a call."
"Although Brother Nine is invincible in the East China Sea, the South China Sea and the East China Sea are in their own hands and do not interfere with each other. There are still feuds between the two seas."
Fen clenched her fist tightly, and Zhang Yamei's eyes were full of sadness, feeling that Deng Jiuling's call might be useless.
Deng Jiuling's participation in the Battle of Snake Island is a military S-level secret, and it is naturally impossible for Li Shashen to disclose it.
Although the Zhang family also participated in the Battle of Longquan Snow Mountain at the beginning, and knew about the Fire of the Nine Nethers and the Cha Clan, Li Shashen still couldn't disclose the events of the Snake Island Battle.
So Zhang Ya didn't know that the phone number Deng Jiuling gave her had an unusual meaning.
In Zhang Ya's view, Deng Jiuling was to separate himself and prepare to die alone.
Deng Jiuling was so "sentimental and righteous" that Zhang Ya was very moved, and she wished to rush to Mojia Village to kill all the wicked people with Sanchi Qingfeng in his hand.
But Zhang Ya understood that she was a delicate and weak woman, if she returned to Mojia Village, not only would he not be able to save Deng Jiuling, but it would cause Deng Jiuling to trouble.
"Brother Nine, you wait, I will definitely find someone to rescue you, hold on!" Zhang Ya's face was pale, and she ran forward, ready to call the phone booth.
However, for dozens of miles around Mojia Village, there are no people inhabited and it is very remote.
Zhang Ya went all the way to the third ring road area of Nanhai Provincial City, and then stopped a large truck driver and borrowed the phone to make the call Deng Jiuling said.
However, Zhang Yagang said a few words, but was stunned to find that the phone was out of power.
"No, I have to call my dad!" Zhang Yaqiao turned pale, abandoning the old driver, and rushing forward, preparing to find another cell phone to call.
"This girl is pretty, why is she crazy?" The truck driver was a little speechless, and he stomped on the accelerator and roared away.
At the same time, on an island densely covered with militarized facilities in the South China Sea, a young general threw the crystal ashtray on the table to the ground with a bang.
After Zhang Ya walked for a long time, she finally found a telephone booth and dialed the number of Zhang Jiacheng, the richest man in the harbor.
"Unreasonable!" Zhang Jiacheng was furious, and the tiger's eyes were full of hideousness.
Zhang Jiacheng, angry!
Zhang Jiacheng is the richest man in the harbor area, known as "Zhang Bancheng". Although he is very low-key on weekdays, he is not a scumbag.
The earth emperor of a fishing village in a mere district dared to kidnap Zhang Ya
What's more, this villain wants to do something to Deng Jiuling!
Unforgivable!
After Zhang Jiacheng was furious, he quickly calmed down and understood that the situation was very dangerous. Even though he had a lot of energy, he could not control the South China Sea pattern in a short period of time.
So Zhang Jiacheng pondered for a moment and immediately reported the matter to the upper management.
…
On the other side, Qu Yan looked terrified and almost ran out of the boys' dormitory building crying.
"Xiao Baitiao, you must hold on to it, there will be nothing wrong with you!"
Qu Yan drove her Porsche sports car, hurriedly to the land cruising team.
…
Xu Canghai, the god of war in the East China Sea, within one minute of receiving a call from Zhang Jiacheng, urgently launched the S-level highest military meeting and remotely contacted all senior generals in the coastal areas of the province.
According to the memories of a senior who came to the future, Xu Canghai, who was never angry on weekdays, patted the table several times in the meeting room, and even smashed his tea cups to pieces.
On this day, the East China Sea shook!
On the other hand, Mo Fei, the young general who received the call from Zhang Ya, reported the matter to the upper level.
After the Battle of the Ghost Road, Mo Fei's position in the army greatly increased, and those discordant voices never appeared again.
But this time after Mo Fei reported the news, the opponent immediately jumped out and slapped his face to support Mojiacun.
The upper class was prepared to postpone the time in line with the view of the muddy mud, but Mo Fei did not buy it, and directly quarreled with the opponent in the meeting room.
The enmity that the two sides had accumulated for a long time broke out completely. If it weren't for the upper level to sit in the meeting room, Mo Fei wanted to tear his opponent with his bare hands.
However, when this matter was about to be reconciled, news of the East China Sea Fleet entering the South China Sea suddenly spread.
As soon as the news came out, the audience was in an uproar.
"Donghai people, crazy!" This is the thought of all Nanhai generals.
However, when the results of the investigation came out, everyone was dumbfounded.
It turned out that the East China Sea fleet was not here to pick things up, but to protest the inaction of the South China Sea.
Even the second commander of the East China Sea, Lin Sicong, made it clear that if the South China Sea cannot solve the problem quickly, then the East China Sea Fleet will drive straight in and go all the way to Mojia Village to solve the problem in the East China Sea’s own way.
All the clues point to one person-Deng Jiuling!
At this point, Mo Fei's rescue operation was completely affirmed by the upper level.
Even if Mo Fei was unhappy with his opponent, he did not dare to continue making noises.
Mo Fei felt very refreshed even though the opponent was stunned.
But Mo Fei was anxious, and his heart was full of worries.
On this day, the South China Sea shook!
…
However, at this moment, Deng Jiuling, the right master, was standing at the entrance of the ancestral temple and was not in a hurry to enter.
"What's the matter, ugly boy, are you afraid of it?"
Family Master Mo looked cold, and said with a sneer: "If you knew today, why bother in the first place?"
"I'll repeat, Shao Mo didn't kill me."
Deng Jiuling said indifferently: "But like Mo Shao's wicked person, even if this person is killed by me, it will be his retribution."
After speaking, Deng Jiuling waved a big hand, and a piece of zhenqi turned into a sword blade, and instantly cut off the right arm of the scarfaced man.
Seeing Deng Jiuling actually acted in front of her own face, Patriarch Mo was furious and furious: "You!"
"This person slapped Ya'er just now, and I abolished one hand. Could it be that you have a problem?" Deng Jiuling said lightly.
Now that Zhang Ya has left safely, Deng Jiuling has no worries, so naturally he will not be polite with the people in Mojia Village.
Deng Jiuling has clear grievances and will not kill people indiscriminately.
Although this Scarface had a fierce face, his face was not full of blackness, and he had never killed anyone.
That's why Deng Jiuling only broke his arm in order to behave like you.
However, Deng Jiuling's "arrogant" scene successfully angered everyone.
"Kill this kid, kill me!" Family Master Mo shouted angrily.
Click!
As soon as the voice fell, the soldiers raised their guns at the same time, preparing to pull the trigger.
"Stop!" Mo Lao's majestic words resounded through the audience again.
"Dad!" Family Master Mo looked excited.
"Shut up." Elder Mo yelled and said coldly: "This old man from Mojia Village has the final say, and bring this kid into the ancestral shrine."
"Yes." Patriarch Mo suppressed his anger and looked at Deng Jiuling bitterly: "Humph!"
Finished. Patriarch Mo turned around and left, ignoring Deng Jiuling again.
"This old man is suspicious and wants to let me step into the ancestral shrine. There must be ghosts in this ancestral shrine!"
Deng Jiuling frowned slightly, and immediately stretched out again: "Even if the Mo Family Ancestral Temple is the Longtan Tiger Cave, how terrified with my current martial arts?"
Thinking of this, Deng Jiuling no longer hesitated, and stepped into the Mojia Ancestral Temple.
However, as soon as he stepped into the Mojia Ancestral Hall, Deng Jiuling was shocked, and the secret path was not good.