In this case, then, today, Mr. Yuan and Yuan Pi must be satisfied.
Otherwise, if the Yuan family becomes dissatisfied with the Wu family, it will be over.
As for whether Su Chen would avenge Wu Qi and help Wu Qi deal with the Wu family in the future, he was not worried. First, because of the existence of the woman, Wu Qi, the son, would eventually surrender. Secondly, the Wu family follows Jiucang Shenge so wholeheartedly and firmly. If Su Chen really wants to harm the Wu family, Jiucang Shenge will never sit idly by and do nothing. What's more, Jiucang Shenge itself has a grudge against Su Chen. , with Jiucang Divine Pavilion as the backstage, he was not afraid of Su Chen's revenge, and Su Chen did not dare to leave Xuanshi Divine Pavilion easily, let alone go to the territory ruled by Jiucang Divine Pavilion.
"Little beast, I want you to kneel down!!!" Wu Changtong roared, his eyes almost bursting out with a fierce light.
"Kill me." However, Wu Qi said, his voice hoarse.
As a swordsman, he would not kneel down to anyone except Su Chen and his parents.
This is the dignity of a swordsman.
Of course, it was impossible for him to fight Wu Changtong at this moment, as his mother was still at the Wu family.
Therefore, he would rather die than die in the hands of Wu Changtong.
"You ungrateful little beast." Wu Changtong's face turned completely red. He had murderous intent, his teeth were bared, his breath was fluctuating, and he kicked out violently.
bump! ! !
This kick.
It landed firmly on Wu Qi's chest.
Wu Qi flew backwards.
Near death.
The internal organs were almost shattered.
If he hadn't received the advice from the Sword Emperor in the Qingjian Tomb and the method the Sword Emperor left for him to save his life.
At this moment, he should be dead.
Rao is so.
He was still vomiting blood, his chest was dented, all his ribs were broken, and the blood was blurry... It was very cruel and shocking.
He fell heavily to the ground, covered in bright red and extremely embarrassed.
The surroundings became increasingly silent.
No one cheered, but no one dared to stand up and stop it.
"Hmph, you're lucky!" Wu Changtong snorted, a little surprised. He thought this kick could directly kill Wu Qi, but he didn't expect...
"Master Yuan, please tell me whether this little beast is dead or alive." Wu Changtong bowed respectfully to Yuan Zeling in the distance.
"Haha, Uncle Wu did a good job." Yuan Zeling said with a smile, very playful.
then.
Da da da…
He raised his feet and, under everyone's gaze, walked towards Wu Qi, who was lying motionless on the ground in the distance.
soon.
Arrive in front of me.
Yuan Zeling's smile turned cruel. He suddenly raised his foot and stepped on Wu Qi's chest, which was already covered in blood and had broken ribs.
Stomp hard.
While trampling, Yuan Zeling asked quietly: "Wu Qi, who is stronger, this young master or your master? Huh?"
Wu Qi was already on the verge of death and remained silent.
silence.
It seemed like he was really dead.
Ren Sui's blood flowed from his chest.
"You are more talented than me, but at this moment, if I want to kill you, it is like trampling a kitten or puppy to death. It only takes one thought." Yuan Zeling continued, the corners of his mouth becoming more and more playful and cruel. It became clear: "I am not going to kill you, but I want you to see with your own eyes that the master who is invincible in your mind and the number one genius in Da Luo cannot even leave his name at a height of 2.8 meters. There are things that are not enough for brains. With such a good talent in martial arts, if you don't behave well, you will have to be a dog, haha... "
"Hmph. It's boring. It's like a dead dog." Yuan Zeling stared deeply at Wu Qi, who had already half-stepped into the realm of death, snorted, and then spat on Wu Qi in a playful manner. On his face, there was contempt, ridicule, and contempt to the extreme.
Yuan Zeling retracted his feet, and grabbed a piece of Wu Qi's clothes that was not stained by blood. He lifted it up and wiped the blood on his feet from stepping on Wu Qi's chest.
Then.
Turn around.
leave.
"Lao Pi, let's go." Yuan Zeling said with a smile, "Go back to the restaurant and have a drink."
"Young Master Yuan, Mr. Pi..." Wu Changtong followed him obsequiously. He wanted to establish a relationship with Yuan Pi and Yuan Zeling.
Then, Wu Changtong also left. As for whether Wu Qi was dead or alive, he didn't care.
With the departure of Wu Changtong, Yuan Zeling, Yuan Pi and others.
The sea of people watching around finally made some movement.
Many people sighed.
The eyes are complicated.
Obviously, Wu Qi is a super terrifying monster!
He is not as old as Yuan Zeling, but he completely beats Yuan Zeling.
The name of the medieval city with a height of 3.5 meters is quite scary.
But so what? Facing such a powerful force as the Yuan family, I still feel miserable and confused...
Even at this moment, no one dared to step forward to see if Wu Qi was really dead? No one dared to go to rescue Wu Qi! After all, if you dare to do this, you will offend the Yuan family and even Wu Changtong...
soon.
The crowds of people gradually dispersed. It's evening, the clouds are shining in the west, and the setting sun is like blood.
As for Wu Qi, he was still paralyzed there motionless, with a large pool of blood already flowing out.
Wu Qi still had a glimmer of clarity, but his vitality was really almost gone. He was about to be blown away like a candle in the wind. He couldn't even move...
Time passes minute by minute.
night.
Advent.
Wu Qi still lay not far from the city gate not knowing whether he was alive or dead.
Blood stained a large area of the ground red, and it was already somewhat dry.
At night, it is very quiet and the moonlight is shining, giving people a sense of loneliness and loneliness.
at the same time.
In the sky hundreds of kilometers away from the ancient city, a giant divine falcon was flying at an extremely fast speed, covering the sky and the sun! ! !
There were hundreds of people on top of the Divine Falcon.
Including dozens of top executives in the entire Xuanshi Pavilion.
Except for Zhao Funi who was in seclusion, even Mr. Yan was there.
There are also the top 100 people on the Xuanzang list, not a single one is missing, they are all there.
now.
At the front of the Divine Falcon, Zhao Lingxi was holding Su Chen's arm, a bit coquettishly saying: "Brother Su, please hold Lingxi, Lingxi is afraid of the dark."
The corner of Su Chen's mouth twitched. A super strong man at the level of the Great Dao Realm was afraid of the dark? ! This joke is not funny at all!
Just when Su Chen was about to say something...
"Whoosh whoosh..." A sharp and crisp sound came from the distant sky, and then, a very small four-colored skylark was seen flying through the dark night clouds like a dazzling straight line.
Then.
The four-colored skylark stopped on the shoulder of Ling Tuzhi, who was standing on the middle of the back of the divine falcon and chatting with Mr. Yan and others.
The four-colored skylark is the messenger who delivers news.
Xuanshi Divine Pavilion is one of the four major divine pavilions, and its Xin Pavilion is very well-informed.
After the senior officials of Xuanshi Shen Pavilion and the disciples of Xuanbang set off for the Middle Ancient City, the Four-Colored Skylark would send a message to Ling Tuzhi every few hours, conveying the latest news about the Middle Ancient City.
The spies at the Xuanshi Pavilion in the ancient city are collecting information all the time.
Su Chen, Zhao Lingxi and others were already used to it. This four-color skylark had been here several times.
However, Ling Tuzhi opened the letter bamboo.
Then, his expression gradually changed.
a long time.
Ling Tuzhi frowned slightly, with a trace of anger and hesitation deep in his eyes.
"Pavilion Master, what's wrong?" Mr. Yan asked.
"It has something to do with Su Xiaozi." Ling Tu said, "I'm thinking about whether to tell him now."
"Say. Anyway, we are going to the Middle Ancient City soon, so he will still know." Mr. Yan has already guessed that it is probably not a good thing, otherwise, the pavilion master would not be so serious.
Ling Tuzhi nodded and walked towards Su Chen.
"Boy Su, take a look." Ling Tuzhi handed the letter bamboo to Su Chen.
Su Chen was a little curious and puzzled.
However, he still took the letter bamboo and looked at it seriously.
soon! ! !
Su Chen's expression was downright cruel, cold...
The murderous intention is soaring to the sky.
After a while, the letter bamboo in Su Chen's hand was broken into pieces by him and turned into ashes.
"Wu Qi's life and death are unknown?! Yuan Zeling? Yuan Pi? Wu Changtong? Yuan family, Wu family, Jiucang Shenge..." Su Chen murmured to himself, his voice was extremely cold, and his deep, dark eyes, Under the dark night sky, there was a strange bloody light flashing.
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