Chapter 119 Invite the ancestors to come out of the mountain
Chapter 119 Ancestor is invited to come out
Xiao Chuanqi was startled when he heard this, then he stopped insisting and stepped aside.
Old Man Xuanming's robes were making a hunting sound, and his whole body was surging with energy. Although the crutch in his hand was just a wooden stick, it was danced with such mighty force that no one could enter within three feet.
"What kind of person did I think you were? Now it seems that you are nothing more than that. So what if you have two great masters following you? You will definitely die today!"
Murong Tongming laughed loudly and said: "Senior Xuan Ming is indeed very skilled in martial arts. Don't let any of these thieves go today. Kill them all!"
Sima Zhantian was furious and directly bullied him, instantly engaging in a fierce battle with Murong Tongming.
But this King of Jiangdong is not an incompetent person. Even a great master of energy transformation like Sima Zhantian can't defeat him.
Old man Xuan Ming gave a cold shout, raised his whole body high, and pointed the cane in his hand towards Ye Feng's throat in front of him.
Ye Feng, however, was still sitting in his wheelchair, motionless, his expression even slightly turbulent, as calm as an ancient well.
He just looked at the old man in front of him quietly, looking as if he had been frightened for a moment.
"Die!"
Old man Xuan Ming flicked his wrist, and the crutch was about to be tapped.
If he were allowed to continue at this point, even though it was just a wooden crutch, but with the blessing of internal power, even if there was a stone tablet in front of it, it would still be pierced, let alone a person's throat.
However, at this moment, Ye Feng moved, stretched out his right hand and grabbed it with lightning speed, and the crutch was caught in his hand.
"Huh?" Old Man Xuanming was startled, and subconsciously wanted to grab the crutch and retreat.
But at this time, he was shocked to find that he couldn't move, as if the strange thing had taken root in the opponent's hand.
"Those who betray the country and seek glory, die!"
Ye Feng snorted softly, and then exerted all his strength. An internal force that surged to the extreme suddenly surged towards the opponent like a tide through the one-meter-long crutch.
The next moment, old man Xuan Ming was shaken as if he had been struck by an electric shock, and then he stood there straight and motionless.
Old Man Xuanming's pale eyes widened, his face filled with horror. He just stared, and then the vitality in his eyes began to fade.
Ye Feng just sat in a wheelchair and exerted force, and instantly shocked a great master of Huajin to death. He didn't even make a real move.
"Go help Zhan Tian and quickly deal with that old guy Murong Tongming!" Ye Feng said.
"It's your lord!" After Xiao Chuanqiu finished speaking, the man had already flown out and instantly joined the battle.
With the addition of Xiao Chuanqi, Sima Zhantian's pressure dropped sharply, and he defeated Murong Tongming in the blink of an eye.
"Senior Xuanming, why are you still standing there stupidly? Take action quickly and kill that boy named Ye!" Murong Tongming shouted anxiously.
"What's going on, senior Xuanming..."
Murong Tongming just shouted this, and then he saw from the corner of his eye that the senior Xuan Ming suddenly fell straight down. When he hit the ground, he was already dead and had no life left.
"This..." Murong Tongming was dumbfounded. Because he was distracted by shock, he was knocked away by Xiao Chuanqi's palm on the spot.
"Old Xuanming actually... actually died. He was killed!"
Murong Tongming's eyes widened, and he couldn't care less about the blood at the corner of his mouth. The scene where old man Xuan Ming took action just now was too fast, and he couldn't see it clearly at all.
The only thing he was sure of was that it was the young man in the wheelchair who did it!
Murong Tongming suddenly understood that the real master of the opponent was not the two Huajin Grandmasters who followed him, but this young man. No wonder that although the opponent had broken his legs and was in a wheelchair, he could still make several masters willing to follow him.
Only then did Murong Tongming realize that he was wrong, and he had made a fatal mistake!
Thinking of this, he almost didn't hesitate and knelt down on the spot with a thud.
"Spare your life, my king, no, I admit defeat, I admit defeat, please show your respect, Mr. Ye!"
Seeing Murong Tongming, the puppet king of Jiangdong, kneeling down on the spot, the people who were still fighting around him couldn't help but stop.
In fact, at this time, the dozens of so-called masters in the Murong family were already dead and crippled, and not many of them could stand up.
What's more, even the strongest old man Xuan Ming was killed. Murong Tongming knew very well that if this continued, the Murong family in Gusu would really be wiped out.
"Mr. Ye, I was wrong. I know I was wrong. Please, Mr. Ye, please be merciful if you have a lot of money!"
Murong Tongming almost crawled on his knees all the way, climbed to Ye Feng, and crawled at his feet.
Ye Feng looked at him, his eyes as sharp as a knife, his sharp edge clearly visible.
Murong Tongming said: "Mr. Ye, I admit defeat. It was my Murong family who overestimated their capabilities and made an enemy of Mr. Ye. I am convinced that I have lost this time. Please be kind to me!"
Ye Feng smiled, slightly raised the corner of his mouth, and said jokingly: "Admit defeat? Murong Family Master, you are already a very old man after all. Do you really think that I am here just to compete with you to determine who wins or loses?"
Murong Tongming was startled, then gritted his teeth and said: "As long as Mr. Ye is willing to show his noble hand, my Murong family is willing to surrender. From now on, Mr. Ye, you will be the king of Jiangdong, and I, the Murong family, will be the dog beside you, Mr. Ye!"
"King Jiangdong?"
Ye Feng laughed loudly and said loudly: "In my eyes, the mere King of Jiangdong is not worth mentioning, and your Murong family is not qualified to be a dog by my side!"
Murong Tongming suddenly raised his head and said word by word: "So, do you really intend to kill everyone?"
"Murong Gusu, who dares to call himself king without permission, will be punished by death without mercy!" Ye Feng's voice was loud and clear.
"good very good!"
Murong Tongming suddenly laughed wildly and said: "Boy, I, Gusu Murong, am also a descendant of an emperor. If I dare to become king in Jiangdong, do you really think that you have no trump card? Since you insist on doing it, I will fight you completely!
"
After saying this, Murong Tongming suddenly turned around and shouted into the void: "Murong Gusu has reached the critical moment of life and death. Please invite our ancestors to come out!"
"Please come out, ancestors, and sound the alarm!"
"Please come out, ancestors, and sound the alarm!"
At this moment, a dull sound suddenly sounded deep in the garden of Prince Murong's Mansion.
Ye Feng frowned slightly and sneered: "Ancestor? Very good, let's take a look at who this ancestor is. Speaking of which, your Gusu Murong lineage is known for its family's unique knowledge. I hope you won't let me do it today.
disappointment!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he saw a black figure rising into the sky from deep in the mountain behind Prince Murong's Mansion.
This man twisted his body in mid-air, as if he was performing extremely advanced movements, and in the blink of an eye he reached the front door, and then stood under the roof ridge above the door.
Only then did everyone see clearly that this man was dressed in black, but his beard and hair were already gray, and he looked to be at least a hundred years old.
But his face did not lose its wrinkles at all. On the contrary, it was still rosy and looked very rosy.
When Ye Feng saw this, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he blurted out: "Nine-nine returns to one, I never expected that there is such a person as Murong Murong in Gusu. He is only one step away from the peak of Huajin Grandmaster, and he is about to step into the realm of the King of Martial Arts."
!”
This old man in black clothes and white hair is obviously the ancestor of the Murong family in Gusu, a master at the pinnacle of energy transformation.
It's just that the other party has been in seclusion for many years, but it seems that he still can't break through the energy and enter the legendary realm of King Wu.
Ancestor Murong was condescending, scanning the crowd, and suddenly sighed in a deep voice: "I, Gusu Murong, am so respected as an emperor and a nobleman, but I didn't expect that in the past few hundred years, I have fallen to this level. I can bully any cat or dog."
The door is coming!"
At this point, Murong Patriarch changed the subject. Sen Han stared at Ye Feng and said word by word: "I know you are extraordinary, you can give me a reason why I will not kill you."
, otherwise, you will all die today!"
"My majesty, King Murong Jiangdong of Gusu, will never allow anyone to provoke me!"