After all, he is a super strong third-level Martial God! He could have used flying! But now even running is very laborious.
While everyone was running wildly, there was a sudden roar of an engine from behind!
Boom boom!
After hearing this sound, the expressions of everyone in Shenlong Hall changed.
"No! They're coming after me!"
Looking back, I saw hundreds of sleds and motorcycles driving over at extremely fast speeds on the snowy land!
"Alas!"
A burst of provocative shouts sounded, and hundreds of motorcycles slowly surrounded Fang Shilong and hundreds of people.
These pursuers all had joking smiles on their faces, looking at Fang Shilong and others as if a hunter had seen his prey.
"Run! Why don't you run? I want to see if it's your legs that run faster or our motorcycles that run faster! Hahahaha!"
The leader is a young man.
The young man was wearing an expensive mink coat and sunglasses.
He has no cultivation, he is just an ordinary person, but his identity is very remarkable, the young master of the Chang family, Chang Wei!
Behind Chang Wei, followed an old man. The old man's skin color was very strange, and his whole body was purple.
A third-grade Martial God, Ming Lao among the two Xuan Ming elders!
Behind the two of them were more than 300 people! These 300 people were all the disciples of Shenlong Hall who followed Fang Zijun and betrayed Fang Shilong!
"Chang Wei! You are despicable! This is my Shenlong Hall's family matter! But you interfered! What kind of man are you!" Fang Shilong cursed angrily.
Chang Wei smiled playfully: "Hahaha! Fang Shilong, haven't you figured it out yet? Without the support of my Chang family, how could your son dare to attack you? How stupid!"
Seeing Chang Wei's proud look, Fang Shilong was so angry that his face turned red and his whole body trembled!
The disciples behind him all stared at them angrily, and their momentum was not lost at all!
"I say Fang Shilong, the overall situation has been decided now. You can't escape from Master Chang's grasp. Hand over the things obediently. Otherwise, you will only die!"
Ming Lao said calmly.
As soon as Ming Lao spoke, Fang Shilong became even more furious!
"Two elders Xuan Ming, I treat you well! But you betrayed my Shenlong Hall! Betrayed my Holy Sect! Aren't you afraid of the Holy King's revenge?"
The corners of Ming Lao's mouth raised slightly, and he said disdainfully: "Holy King? Ha, that old guy is already a thing of the past! It's been ten years, and you are still living in the fantasy of the Holy Sect era?"
"How many people in the whole world know about the Holy Sect?"
"The best choice is to join the Chang family! The Chang family is the head of the four major families!"
"You really think that if you escape to the territory of the Xueshan Ancestor, we won't dare to do anything to you? How stupid! The relationship between the Chang Family Patriarch and the Xueshan Ancestor is pretty good! Hahahaha!"
Ming Lao laughed without any bottom line.
"I'll fucking kill you!"
Fang Shilong couldn't stand this stimulation, so he was ready to activate his internal power and slap Ming Lao to death with one palm!
Ming Lao, a second-grade Martial God! He, Fang Shilong, is a third-grade Martial God! His strength is above Ming Lao!
But as soon as Fang Shilong used his internal energy, he felt extremely sharp pain in his Dantian! Then he spurted out a mouthful of blood and half-knelt on the ground!
"Hall Master!"
"Master, are you okay?"
Everyone quickly helped Fang Shilong up.
Fang Shilong's face was pale and blood was flowing from the corner of his mouth.
Looking at Mr. Ming in front of him again, he had a joking smile on his lips.
"Haha, Fang Shilong, your son personally prepared this poison for you."
"Your son poisons your food every day. In order to prevent you from discovering it, he only adds a small amount each time. It lasted three months before you noticed."
"How's it going? Have you found that your internal strength can't be mobilized? Hahahaha! So what if you are a third-grade Martial God? Now I'm afraid you can't even exert the strength of a Martial Saint? Hahahaha!"