Today, under Li Tieshan's conscientious training, many members of the family's back hall are as disciplined as an army. Many squad leaders began to count the number of people, and then reported the number to the five altar masters, who then reported the number to the hall master Ximen Lang.
To Ximen Lang's relief, all 9,868 people in the back hall gathered here five minutes after the assembly horn sounded, and no one was late. However, when he turned his eyes to the left, his face became gloomy.
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There stood five people from Xiaoba Jue, namely Rao Yingping, Tie Li, Huo Suzi, Diao Xiaoye, and Hao Tong, and three were absent.
Ximen Lang ordered the trumpeter in a deep voice, "Blow it again."
The trumpeter agreed and blew the bugle again.
As the trumpet sounded for the second time, Ximen Lang's face was covered with frost, his heart was angry, and he hated the arrogance of these three guys.
About ten minutes after the trumpet sounded, Yunqing, Ma Jiabao and Yuan Dong walked up calmly from the west. They had heard the assembly call long ago, but they just lay in the dormitory and refused to come out. They deliberately challenged each other's dignity and gave them to them.
Ximenlang was embarrassed.
As they walked, Yun Qing said angrily: "Look at those fools, they came out in a hurry when they heard the trumpet sound. It seems like they are very active and obedient."
Ma Jiabao responded with a smile: "That's right, only a fool would take that boy's order seriously, and we three smart people would be so carefree."
Yuan Dong glanced away and saw that thirty meters away, many members of the Donghua Sect were standing upright with their heads held high, forming many square formations, like soldiers about to go on an expedition. He felt something was vaguely wrong in his heart and said hurriedly:
"Let's leave quickly, the hall master must be angry."
Yun Qing snorted coldly and said: "So what if he's angry? How dare he touch us? You know, our elder is one of the top eight talents in the Chinese sect, and his qualifications are much older than that kid's. Who is he?"
Ma Jiabao agreed: "You're right. At most, he just threatens us a few times and won't do anything to us. Even if he had Elder Feng's backing last time, he couldn't do anything to us."
Seeing that the two of them were confident, Yuan Dong was so convinced that he no longer worried. The three of them walked over slowly in the eyes of many members of the family.
Seeing how arrogant they were, Ximen Lang's nose almost became angry. He barely held back the anger in his heart and waited for the three of them to come over. He asked coldly: "What's the matter with you three? Didn't you hear the assembly call? Why did you come here?"
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Ma Jiabao said disdainfully: "I'm sorry, I always sleep until I wake up naturally. The assembly number thing doesn't work for me."
Yun Qing raised her eyebrows and said contemptuously: "To be honest, we are here just to give you a lot of face." Then, she cast a meaningful look on Yuan Dong's face next to her, as if to say, toughen up, don't do it.
Be soft!
Aware of the gaze of the girl he had a crush on, Yuan Dong suddenly became more confident. He straightened his back and said stiffly: "You won't come out when you hear the trumpet sound. What can you do?"
Yun Qing's eyes immediately showed some appreciation. He felt that he was really capable at the critical moment, so he secretly praised him, "Well done!"
The arrogant words of the three people clearly reached the ears of many family members. A group of people simply wanted to worship the three of them. They were worthy of the backstage figures. They actually dared to talk to the devil hall master so boldly. It was amazing!
Then, a group of people all looked at the hall leader whose expression turned extremely ugly, secretly guessing what he would do, whether he would endure the bad breath or break out on the spot.
Ximenlang laughed angrily and said: "Okay, very good, very good." Then he ordered: "Tie the three of them up."
Liu Kaifeng and other leaders were very unhappy with these three arrogant guys. When they heard the boss's order, they pounced on them like a group of tigers.
Yun Qing said angrily: "How dare you... I am Master Juechen's disciple. If anyone dares to touch me, I will make his blood splatter on the spot..."
Unfortunately, no one paid attention to her threats. Liu Kaifeng stepped forward and reached out to twist her arm. Yun Qing hurriedly fought back with his palm, and the two of them fought. However, Liu Kaifeng has now reached the level of Hunyuan Gong after practicing day and night.
The second level is beyond what she can contend with.
After more than ten moves, Liu Kaifeng punched her on the shoulder, which caused her to cry out in pain, staggering and almost falling. When she got up, she felt a chill on her neck, and a sharp strange knife was held against her snow|white
on the neck.
Liu Kaifeng said coldly: "Be honest, or I will chop you with a knife."
Yun Qing was so frightened that she turned pale and screamed: "Master, come and save me...someone wants to kill me..."
"Seeking death!" Liu Kaifeng cursed angrily and hit her on the back of the head with his left fist, showing no mercy at all.
Yun Qing's vision went dark and he collapsed to the ground.
Liu Kaifeng waved his hand and ordered: "Tie him up!"
The two squad leaders immediately came over and tied up the unconscious Yunqing Wuhua with ropes, making him look like a rice dumpling.
Ximen Lang has been watching the fight just now, and he was pleasantly surprised. Kaifeng has a good talent. He has actually practiced Hunyuan Gong to the second level, and his progress is astonishingly fast.
Not only Liu Kaifeng, Fatty Han and Bu Qingyun have also reached the second level of Hunyuan Gong, while Long Feiyu and Xuanyuan Mo are at the end of the first level and are about to break through to the second level. The kung fu of the five of them is stronger than Xiao Xiao.
Eight Jue, with more enemies and fewer enemies, they defeated Ma Jiabao and Yuan Dong and tied them up in a short time.
Ma Jiabao was still struggling with the ropes tied around his body and shouted: "Asshole, do you know who my master is? How dare you do this to me..."
Fatty Han cursed impatiently: "Damn it, it doesn't matter if your master is the King of Heaven. If you offend Brother Lang, it will be easier for you..."
Ma Jiabao shouted in dissatisfaction: "My master is..." He was about to announce his master's name to scare the other party.
"Stop talking nonsense." Fatty Han punched out his jealous fist, hitting the opponent's face like a hammer.
Ma Jiabao rolled his eyes, fainted, and fell to the ground with a thud.
Yuan Dong saw these people knocking Yun Qing and Ma Jiabao unconscious with such ferocious looks, how could he dare to talk, his face was gloomy and he didn't say a word.
In the distance, a gray shadow flew over like a strange bird. In the blink of an eye, it was close. It was a middle-aged nun. She was none other than the cold-blooded Master Tai Juechen, one of the eight masters. Her dignified face was covered with frost.
He scolded sternly: "If you dare to insult my disciple, you are seeking death..."
"Whoosh!"
Master Juechen unsheathed her long sword from behind and drew a streak of silver light in mid-air. She slashed fiercely at Liu Kaifeng's head. She wished she could split the opponent in half to relieve the hatred in her heart.
Liu Kaifeng waved his strange knife to meet him. The tips of the swords collided with each other, making a "dang" sound and swinging to both sides at the same time.
Master Juechen was stunned. He didn't expect that the other party was quite powerful and not much weaker than her. She snorted, her sword flashed, and she attacked with seven swords in a row...