Chapter 1108 Gathering

"Son of famous masters, you forced me!"

The son of Zongheng spread his hands and raised his eyebrows helplessly.

“Beautiful job!”

The sons who collect the field and the sons who are Feng Shui are both sensitive people and have come up with the mystery.

Seeing the figure behind the son of the famous master, he began to whisper and whisper, knowing that the son of Zongheng had worked.

The son of a famous artist took a deep breath and pointed at the sons of Zongheng.

"Three pure yang pills are very expensive to run errands!"

There were a few people behind him, laughing and jealous.

The next moment, the son of the famous master said, "The son of the Dan family just wanted someone to run errands, but he didn't say who it was!"

"In other words, I can earn this errand fee!"

Then, he said to the three sons of Zongheng, "I can kill you three, and the Chunyang Dan will be accepted. The news will be spread out!"

"Why?"

The son of the field collector said angrily, "In the world, if you want to convey information, who can compare to me?"

The son of the famous master shook his head, "Of course it's me!"

"No need to talk nonsense, go to die!"

He stretched out a slap from his sleeve, raised three fingers, and poked them directly at the three of them.

"No one is famous!"

In the blink of an eye, the surrounding climate was like a cold winter, and the strong wind was like a cool knife, wrapping up the three sons of Zongheng.

"No!"

The three sons of Zongheng instantly realized that an invisible force enveloped their bodies and deprived them of them.

Last moment, they were still the noble and the hundred sons in the prophecy.

The next moment, all the power was deprived of it and became a mortal with nothing.

Wait for death!

This idea emerged from the son of Zongheng's heart, and the power of the son of a famous scholar was far beyond his imagination.

He began to regret that the son of a famous scholar was already powerful, surpassing the many hundred sons, and obtained the Pure Yang Pill, and his strength improved by leaps and bounds.

The three of you rashly challenged each other, which was simply seeking death.

"Son of a famous family, kill him!"

The sons of other schools of thought were restless, and three lives were nothing, but getting three pure yang pills was a huge gain.

The son of a famous artist smiled and his fingers began to appear.

"etc!"

The son of Zongheng spoke desperately, pointing at the son of Fengcai, "You killed the three of us just to silence you!"

"No need, really no need!"

"The son of the field collection uses the wind as a medium to hide this news in various winds such as breezes, strong winds, hurricanes, strong winds, tornados, etc."

"In the near future, the news will reach all directions!"

"You can't stop this news!"

The commotion behind the son of the famous master began to weaken. Their idea was to cut off the leak of news and let them monopolize the mission.

Unexpectedly, the other party was not a person who was waiting to die.

The expression of the son of the famous artist remains unchanged, "It's nothing if the news leaks out, you three will still die!"

"Son of a famous family, you have short-sighted eyes. If you kill three of us, you will be nothing more than three pure yang pills!"

"But I will lose the line of the son of the Dan family!"

The Feng Shui son who was beside him knew that his life was just in his words, and he couldn't help but speak.

"Don't believe it, the son of the Dan family will recognize the three of us!"

"If you think that killing the three of us will be able to get on his line, that would be a big mistake!"

The son of the famous artist said 'Oh', "Why?"

The son of Zongheng explained, "You are too strong, so strong that it is hard to trust!"

This sentence cannot be accepted by the famous scholar because he knows that it is the truth.

If he was the son of the Dan family, he would rather choose the son of Zongheng than the son of a famous master who was too strong.

"hehe!

The son of the famous master chuckled, "You have successfully convinced me!"

The next moment, he clapped his palms and said, "It's okay not to kill you, so I'll imprison you and wait for the son of the Dan family to come and contact you."

"Don't worry, I have many ways to make you very... quiet!"

A very simple sentence made the three sons of Zongheng stand up when they heard it.

No, it must not fall into the hands of the son of a famous scholar.

The son of Zongheng gritted his teeth, could he really use his last trick?

Although it is a pity, it has reached a last resort.

"Huhh!"

Thinking of this, the expression of the son of Zongheng came down to look at the son of the famous master.

"Um?"

The son of a famous scholar was about to take action when he suddenly realized something was wrong.

"So lively?"

A bald head appeared, like Wuming, the son of Pure Dao.

Wuming Dynasty bowed all around, "I am merciful, donors, why should I use a knife and a gun?"

This bald donkey is here too?

Many people feel a headache when they see ignorance, and the madness of the Pure Dao is famous all over the world.

Especially after the three points of the Sect, the Pure Way will become independent and become more domineering.

Wuming, the son of Pure Dao, appeared at the scene like a tiger descending from the sky.

"Why is it him?"

At first, when I saw someone disturbing the situation, the son of Zongheng was a little surprised, but when I saw that the person came was ignorant, his heart became heavier.

It would be better to be captured by the son of a famous scholar if it falls into Wuming's hands?

Don't panic, think slowly!

The son of Zongheng took a deep breath. The more dangerous the environment is, the more calm you should seek countermeasures.

"What's wrong? I'm not welcome?"

Wuming glanced around and frowned, "Who is the son of the Dan family?"

After the question was finished, no one responded.

Seeing this, the son of the field tripped up and said, "Everyone is gone!"

"You must know the situation when the person is gone. Come and tell me clearly!"

Wuming didn't care whether he agreed or not, and waved his hand gently, and the son of the field-collection stiffened on the spot.

"What, you?"

The son of Zongheng and the son of Feng Shui were shocked and angry, and took the person in front of them. They were the son of a famous master!

"stop!"

The two of them took action at the same time, crossing their hands across the body of the son who was collecting the field, and rushed towards Wuming.

The sons of famous scholars cannot afford to offend them, but ignorance seems to be the same as the three flowers gathering in the top realm, how can they be so arrogant?

"What's not melting!"

Wuming said lightly, covering his palms down, and the attacks of the sons of Zongheng collapsed in an instant.

"Come here!"

At this time, the son of the famous master took action, "Wuming, do you want to compete with me too?"

Another huge force fell on the son of the field trip, and his body tensed on the spot.
To be continued...