"Young Pavilion Master, you..." The two fourth-level monks turned their heads and looked at Richen involuntarily.
Richen's expression suddenly changed, and he said angrily, "What do you two mean? Do you really want me to apologize to him? I tell you, it's absolutely impossible! You are shameless, and I want to be shameless. Sun Yao Pavilion and my father still want to face each other!"
After hearing what Richen said, the two fourth-level monks were filled with anger. It was just that he acted erratically this morning, but he was so brainless and blind. He couldn't even see that the person they were facing today had never paid attention to Sun Yao Pavilion. If Richen was not the Young Pavilion Master, but their own son, I am afraid he would have been chopped to death with one palm.
"Young Pavilion Master, please stop saying a few words!" Seeing Qin Dong's face becoming more and more ugly, the two fourth-level monks were about to cry. [
"Get out of here, you two losers. It's no wonder that my father thinks so highly of you!" Richen didn't bother to listen to the two of them talking, so he cursed and pulled them aside. Staring at Qin Dong, he said, "Boy, your cultivation level is pretty good. But no matter how high your cultivation level is, can it be higher than my father, or higher than the entire Sun Yao Pavilion? This Young Pavilion Master is here. If you dare to touch me, Young Pavilion Master, I will guarantee that you guys won’t survive even a single day!”
"Are you done?" After Richen finished his arrogance, Qin Dong smiled slightly and asked calmly.
"That's it, how about it?" Richen still looked confused at this time.
"After that, you can go die!" The smile on Qin Dong's face suddenly faded, and a gloomy murderous aura rose into the sky. By the time Richen sensed something was wrong, Qin Dong's right hand was already reaching for his throat like electricity.
"Ah!" Richen couldn't help but exclaimed, subconsciously waving his palm to block Qin Dong's reaching hand. ,
"Young Pavilion Master, I don't want it!" Seeing Richen's actions, the souls of the two fourth-level monks appeared. With Qin Dong's cultivation level, Richen's actions were no different from committing suicide.
Sure enough, before Richen's hand came into contact with Qin Dong, it was grabbed by an invisible force. Then everyone heard a crisp sound of bone cracking at the same time. When they looked at Richen's arm, Richen His arms have become twisted, which is particularly scary.
A scream like a slaughtering pig broke out from Richen's mouth and then stopped abruptly. The shock broke Richen's arm, but Qin Dong did not stop. He leaned forward slightly, and Richen's neck was completely held in Qin Dong's palm. Qin Dong only exerted a little force, and Richen's breathing became a problem. How could he still shout
At this time, Richen had completely become a grasshopper in Qin Dong's hands, and Qin Dong could kill him at any time. Seeing this scene, the two fourth-level monks could not care less. They gritted their teeth and attacked Qin Dong from left to right.
They might die in Qin Dong's hands today, but it would be a hundred times better than dying in Ri Yao's hands. You know, everyone in the entire Xunran Continent knows about Riyao's love for Richen. If Richen died under their protection today, just thinking about what kind of methods Riyao would use to deal with them was enough to make them heartbroken.
The two fourth-level monks were completely ruthless at this time, and they showed off all their housekeeping skills without any reservation. The power created by the two of them together could not be said to be devastating, but it was definitely earth-shattering. If it were Feng Lang, facing the reckless and tiger-like attacks from the two of them, he would have absolutely no confidence that he would be able to escape unscathed.