The young man in brocade stopped and fought fiercely with the leopard, which was at the peak of the divine-human realm.
The young man in brocade clothes kept cursing while beating him.
The old man is really nothing. He knew those guys were planning to take his life, but he still allowed him to participate in such a hunting conference.
He had already said that he no longer wanted to be the young master of Lao Shizi, but the old man insisted that even if he did not want to be the young master, he could not act too cowardly and lose his face. He must participate in this hunting conference.
As for after participating, he thought he was no longer the young master of the Meng family and let him go.
Ah, face, can face be used as food? If he dies in this misty forest, let’s see if the old man wants face or a son.
Look, look, what those guys did after he entered the misty forest, were they done by humans?
After all, I am the young master of the Meng family, but one by one he is so ruthless.
Now, let’s drive these monsters away to kill him first, and then we’ll probably have to do it ourselves later.
He was also unlucky to meet such a weakling standing in front of him halfway through his escape.
Although this weakling is most likely those people who deliberately made him wait here for the purpose of harming him, he still can't bear to hurt innocent people when the situation is unclear.
Of course, if he knew that this person was sent by those people, he would not be polite to him.
The young man in golden clothes fought with the leopard for dozens of rounds, and suddenly he felt a little exhausted, and he was about to be slapped to death by the leopard's paw.
The young man in brocade clothes couldn't help but lament in his heart, is my life really going to be handed down here today?
Originally, even though the leopard's cultivation level was one level higher than his, he would not be crushed like this. It was because he had fought several battles before and was now exhausted.
It's over, it's over, this time I was really killed by the old man.
On a hilltop several hundred miles east of here, Meng Fei, Meng Fen and the Meng family disciples stood on the top of the hill watching the battle from a distance.
When he saw that the young man in brocade clothes was about to die under the claws of the leopard, Meng Fei's lips suddenly revealed a cold smile, which also contained a somewhat relaxed look.
This loser is finally going to die, and they don't even have to take action personally.
Although Meng Fei and others have made up their minds to deal with the young man in Jin Yi in the misty forest, the young man in Jin Yi is the young master of the Meng family after all. If they show up in person and take action, they will still feel a little bit pressured.
Borrowing the hands of monsters to deal with Meng Xian is the best way, and it can be said that everyone is happy.
Thirty thousand miles east of the misty forest, a huge square was built here. The square was a hundred miles wide, and there were many camps built on the square.
In the center of the square is a rather magnificent platform.
On the high platform, there are currently ten people sitting. These are all important figures of the Meng family in Jingshun City. If any one of them is taken out, it will be enough to cause the entire Jingshun County to tremble.
Judging from the powerful aura looming on these people, each of these people is actually a powerful person in the Venerable realm.
Sitting on the seat in the center of the high platform was a middle-aged man wearing a green robe. An unhealthy flush appeared on the middle-aged man's face. There was also a hint of blackness in this unhealthy flush.
As a powerful person in the Venerable Realm, he coughed painfully from time to time when blown by the mountain wind.
"If the head of the family is feeling unwell, please go back to the barracks to rest first. We are enough here." A man with a mustache sitting next to him saw a middle-aged man in green robe coughing violently, and there was an imperceptible look in his eyes.
, but on the surface he said it hypocritically to the middle-aged man in green robe.
"It doesn't matter, my second brother is determined. Although my old bones are no longer of use, I'm afraid a little bit of wind and frost can't knock me down." The middle-aged man in green robe coughed twice, waved his hands and said with a smile.
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"The owner of the house should take it easy. Even though there is little wind and frost, it can still hurt your bones sometimes." The man with the mustache also said with a smile.
Although the two of them appear to be harmonious on the surface, in fact, the sharp edges can be seen everywhere in their words.
The mustache glanced at the middle-aged man in green robe and sneered in his heart, "When you hear the news of your son's death, you will have to see whether it is a small storm or a big storm."
Forcing Meng Xian to participate in the hunting conference, on the surface it seems to be against Meng Xian, but in fact the ultimate purpose is to deal with the middle-aged man in green robe, the head of the Meng family - Meng Sixong.
He wanted to see if Meng Sisong could continue to hold on as the head of the Meng family after experiencing the pain of losing his son.
Meng Sisong, a middle-aged man in green robes, glanced far into the depths of the misty forest. Although he looked indifferent on the surface, there was deep worry hidden deep in his eyes.
The Hunting Conference is a conference that the younger generation of the Meng family must attend once every ten years. If he actively refuses to participate, Meng Xian may not simply lose his position as young master. It is even more likely that he will not be able to retain his identity as a descendant of the Meng family and be expelled.
Directly expel the Meng family.
Once they no longer have the protection of being a descendant of the Meng family, those people will have no scruples in attacking Meng Xian.
Even if he, Meng Sisong, is a powerful person in the Venerable Realm, it would be difficult for him to always protect a descendant who is no longer a descendant of the Meng family, even if Meng Xian is his son.
When Meng Xian was still the young master of the Meng family, although these people tried every means to attack Meng Xian, they did not dare to do it blatantly.???.
This hunting meeting is an opportunity for these people, an opportunity to kill Meng Xian, but it is also an opportunity for Meng Xian, an opportunity to leap over the dragon's gate.
As long as Meng Xian survives this hunting competition, Meng Xian will still be the young master of the Meng family, and this status will allow him to continue to protect Meng Xian for ten years.
Therefore, even though Meng Sisong knew that this hunting conference was extremely dangerous for Meng Xian, the situation forced him to let Meng Xian participate.
I hope Meng Xian will not disappoint him and survive this test safely.
Meng Sisong thought of this and clenched his fists unconsciously.
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Just when the young man in brocade thought that he was about to die, a hand suddenly stretched out from the side, grabbed the fur on the back of the leopard's head, and lifted the leopard in the air.
The young man in golden clothes turned around and saw that the person who took action was the weakling standing in front of him.
The green-shirted boy, whom he had previously regarded as a weakling, grabbed the fur around the leopard's neck, then picked up the leopard and threw it to the ground.
There was a loud bang, dust flew into the air, and a ferocious beast at the peak of the divine realm was thrown and embedded in the ground. It had too much air coming out but not enough air coming in. It looked like it would not survive.
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