Jiang Mu, the idiot suzerain, was on par with Ling Aotian? !
Not only everyone was shocked, but Ling Aotian also found out.
Every punch of my own has at least 80% of its power.
Ordinary spirit-gathering monks were hit, and they were either seriously injured or seriously injured.
But when the fist hit the waste suzerain, it seemed to hit the soft cushion.
The strength seems to have been removed by half!
This trash suzerain is actually so strong? !
The more Ling Aotian hit, the more dignified he became.
There were already many bruises on his body.
On the other hand, Jiang Mu seems to be fine
If the fight continues like this, Jiang Mu is likely to win!
Am I going to be forced to borrow the power of Master
Ling Aotian's mind became active.
Jiang Mu felt very depressed.
Damn, did the hero not eat? Why are his fists limp
In the original plot, I was beaten and vomited blood by him, and I couldn't get out of bed for a few days.
But what is it now
In a flash of thought, Jiang Mu gradually understood.
It's not that the other party didn't eat, but that his own body has been strengthened by the "pretending to be beaten body", which will automatically offset 50% of the damage.
So, unless Ling Aotian cheated, with the help of his master.
Otherwise, it is impossible to cause major harm to oneself.
In this case
"what!"
After being punched, Jiang Mu let out a scream of 'pain'.
At the same time, he flicked back quickly and threw it back fiercely.
In order to create the effect of being beaten by Ling Aotian.
When everyone saw this, some exclaimed, some were delighted, and some were at a loss.
Especially the city lord Xue Yuanshan.
As a monk in Guiyuan Realm, he is the most powerful figure in Xuecheng, and he could tell at a glance that Jiang Mu did it on purpose.
So he waited and watched to see what Jiang Mu wanted to do.
After Jiang Mu flew out, he just landed in Ding Nanrong's arms and was firmly caught by her.
Fragrant and soft.
Although I really want to enjoy the two waves, I still focus on the plot.
Coming down from Ding Nanrong's arms, Jiang Mu pointed at Ling Aotian with a ferocious face, and said sharply:
"Rong'er killed him for this sect! This sect wants him to die! Cough, cough, spit!"
As he said, he covered his abdomen and spat out a mouthful of blood.
It looked like it was seriously injured.
Ding Nanrong was indifferent, but just gave him a cold look: the acting is good.
In fact, Ding Nanrong is not weaker than Xue Yuanshan, so it can be seen that Jiang Mu did it on purpose.
In addition, she had already read the diary and knew that Jiang Mu was acting in order to complete the divorce plot.
So, from beginning to end, she was eating melons.
At this time.
Xue Menghan, who had already replied, quickly stopped her and said:
"Stop it, don't fight anymore, it's all a misunderstanding."
"Misunderstanding? I was beaten up by this hillbilly until he vomited blood. Do you think this is a misunderstanding?"
Jiang Mu stared at Ling Aotian resentfully, then turned to look at Xue Menghan, and asked sharply:
"Menghan! You have never agreed to marry me, is it because of Ling Aotian? Do you like him!"
"Ah? No, I didn't. Don't talk nonsense."
Xue Menghan was dumbfounded by the question, and hastily denied Sanlian.
At the beginning, she admitted that she had a good impression of Ling Aotian, but it was far from liking.
Especially now, after knowing the contents of the diary, somehow, a sense of rebellion rose in her heart.
She doesn't like the feeling of being arranged by fate.
"No? You don't like him, how could he say you are his woman! How could he stand up and call off the engagement for you!"
Jiang Mu still asked with a stern voice.
"I really don't!"
Xue Menghan was so angry that she was about to cry.
I have only known Ling Aotian for a few days, and I haven't talked much.
How did she become his woman!
nonsense!
At this time, Ling Aotian came in front of Xue Menghan.
He stretched out his hand to help Xue Menghan, wanting to comfort her.
Seeing Jiang Mu, he scolded angrily: "Put away your hand!"
And Xue Menghan didn't let Ling Aotian help her, she dodged to the side, wanting to cry in anger.
Seeing her sad appearance, Ling Aotian comforted her and said:
"Menghan, don't worry, I won't let you marry someone you don't like at all."
Then he turned to face Jiang Mu with sharp eyes and a cold tone:
"Your worry-free sect is a famous sect, and your reputation resounds throughout Lizhou.
"Even if he lost his dominance in the southern border of Lizhou, he never lost the respect of the world.
"However!
"As the head of the clan, you rely on a marriage certificate to carry out moral kidnapping and force a young girl who doesn't like you at all to marry you!
"What kind of man are you?!
"The situation between the human race and the monster race is serious now, and there is a possibility of war at any time!
"And Xuecheng, as the front line against the monster mountain range, is facing the invasion of the monster clan all the time!
"But you don't think about making progress, don't revive your worry-free sect, don't put your mind on resisting the monster clan, but instead immerse yourself in the love of your children
"What kind of suzerain are you?!
"Have you forgotten the battle of the Monster Beast Mountain Range three years ago!
"Are you sorry for your parents!
"Are you worthy of the nine thousand lives of the Wuyou Sect!!
"Are you worthy of the cultivators who sacrificed their lives to fight against the demon army in the entire southern border!!!
"Are you still human!!!!!!"
Whoa! !
Ling Aotian's continuous cannonballs, like a boulder falling on the lake, caused an uproar and made everyone in the audience amazed.
Even City Lord Xue looked at Ling Aotian with admiration.
Unexpectedly, in addition to strength, this kid is also so sharp and outstanding in terms of talent.
This Ling Aotian is extraordinary!
Alas, it's a pity that Han'er has a marriage contract with Sect Master Jiang.
If not, Han'er and Ling Aotian should be able to do it.
Xue Yuanshan looked at the upright Ling Aotian, and then at Jiang Mu who was vomiting blood.
Shaking his head helplessly.
"Cough cough pop!"
Jiang Mu vomited blood again because of what Ling Aotian said, it seemed that he had been 'stimulated' quite a bit.
Damn, this is the hero.
He helped the heroine Xue Menghan withdraw the marriage of the villain me, and he will do it himself later, right
As expected of Ling Aotian, as worthy of being a rubbish and brainless harem.
Jiang Mu continued to act, pointing at Xue Menghan with trembling fingers, bared his teeth, and the anger in his eyes erupted like a volcano:
"So that's it! I understand, it's Menghan, you want to divorce yourself!
"You pushed Ling Aotian out to use him as your shield, and let him divorce you!
"Okay! That's great! It's useless for me to be so infatuated with you!"
As he spoke, he spat out another mouthful of blood.
Shit, I'm really working hard.
How much food would it take to make up for these mouthfuls of blood.
But there is no way, this divorce plot is the main plot, and must be guaranteed to be 100% complete.
Jiang Mu's words made Xue Menghan feel very wronged.
It is true that she wants to divorce.
But she never thought that she needs to rely on a man to divorce her!
"Sect Master Jiang, it's not what you said. I thought about retiring the engagement, but I"
Before she finished speaking, she was interrupted by Jiang Mu heartbreakingly:
"What! You really want to call off the engagement!
"Menghan! I have loved you since I was a child, and I only love you!
"Do you know how many daughters of sect Tianjiao want to marry me
"Do you know how many daughters of city lords want to marry me
"Do you know how many women I have rejected for you
"But you never look at me!
"I hate it!!"
Jiang Mu was heartbroken, and skillfully squeezed out two lines of tears, looking bitterly at Xue Menghan:
"The furthest distance in life is not between life and death, but when I stand in front of you, but you don't know, I love you."
After finishing speaking, his eyes turned dark, and he 'passed out' in Ding Nanrong's soft arms.
huh~
Damn it, she finally said that she was retiring, which scared my father to death.
(End of this chapter)