"Hmph! Salman! Do you think you are my husband's opponent?"
Old Wang smiled disdainfully and blew over with his palm!
Faced with the powerful attack of the half-step martial immortal, Salman did not dare to be careless, and used all his strength to fight against each other!
There was a loud bang! The old man's body was still motionless! Salman's face changed drastically and he was slapped several steps back with his palm!
After standing firmly, Salman's entire right hand was trembling slightly, and his face turned pale quickly!
In the palm just now, he used all his strength, but the other party only used half of his cultivation!
If he really fights, he will definitely not be the opponent's opponent!
Salman had just lost, and several other martial saint-level masters surrounded Salman!
These martial saint-level masters are all worshipped by these nobles!
They have already expressed that they should work hard to cooperate with Pandit, so that they can get more rewards!
At this time, Pandit hugged his arms and said proudly: "Salman, if you dare to act rashly again, I promise that your head will land in the next second! Don't question what I said!"
Salman looked ugly and stood there and didn't dare to move!
Although he is a worshiper of the Di family, there is no need to work hard for the Di family!
Seeing Salman compromise, Pandit became even more proud: "Salman, now the Di family is in a desperate situation. Why don't you leave the Di family and turn around to join me Pandit?"
"Now you see, I, Pandit, are the most powerful among the nobles! That baby purple Qi East Furnace is already my belonging! My Pandit family will surely become the first family in Hong Kingdom in the future.
, Joining us is your wise move!”
Pandit actually wanted Salman to rebel!
"Salman!"
Seeing this, Di Rang became extremely nervous. At present, Di Rang's father is seriously ill, and the whole family is supported by Salman. If Salman chooses to betray at this time, then the Di family will fall to the bottom!
After hesitating for a while, Salman finally bowed deeply to Dijang and said, "Young Master, I'm sorry!"
After hearing this, Di Rang's face instantly sat down on the ground!
Even Salman betrayed, and the last master of his Di family also betrayed! Could it be that their Di family is really doomed?
Seeing Salman choose to surrender to him, Pandit laughed wildly: "Hahahaha! Salman, you made a smart choice! Don't worry, after you go back, I will use purple air
Donglai Furnace refines a spiritual pill for you, allowing you to successfully break through to the Martial Immortal level!"
Upon hearing this, Salman's eyes lit up and he hurriedly clasped his fists and said, "Thank you, Mr. Pan!"
As they talked, it seemed as if they had already regarded the purple Qi Donglai Furnace as their own pocket!
At this moment, Jiang He also smiled: "Haha, it's really ridiculous. Do you think this purple Qi Donglai Furnace is already in your pocket?"
Facing Jiang He's question, Pandit smiled proudly: "What else? Did you see behind me? They are all martial saint-level masters! They can drown you with one mouthful of spit!"
"Do you have hope of winning or running away?"
Upon hearing this, Jiang He smiled disdainfully: "Ha, aren't you afraid? Is my cultivation higher than theirs?"
"Hahaha! Joke! How old are you? No matter how high your cultivation level is, how high can you be? Besides, I can't feel a slight fluctuation of internal force from you! You are afraid you are not even a cultivator, right?
”
Pandit laughed.
"Indeed, I am indeed not a cultivator, not even a warrior."