It is very common to use fireworks to ask for help. But this move angered all the high-rollers in Juxian Manor.
The two heroes of the You clan asked Sikong Xuan with a cold face: "What does this mean, Leader Sikong?"
What Sikong Xuan is thinking about now is how to vent his anger on his eldest lady and how to have something to say in front of Lord Yama. Who cares about Juxian Village or not? What about the two heroes of the You family? How dare you let the Lord's justice go?
If my sister is wronged, she will have trouble with the entire Shennong Gang!
"What do you mean? My young lady came here and was looked down upon. She was wronged! Naturally, Sikong Xuan wanted to help her get justice. Everyone here! Count each one of them. If you are sensible, you can kowtow to my young lady and admit your mistake, and she will forgive you.
Otherwise, hehe, today I will let you know the consequences of offending my young lady!"
"Be bold!"
"Arrogant!"
Sikong Xuan's words were simply arrogant, treating all the wealthy guests present as if they were nothing, which made them even more furious than Qiao Feng.
Doctor Xue is considered a person who has seen the world. Although he was shocked and angry at Sikong Xuan's words, now that his great enemy Qiao Feng is by his side, it is difficult to make another strong enemy. So he suppressed the shouts and curses of the heroes and asked: "Sikong Xuan
Gang leader, would you like to tell me who your master is? This matter is purely a misunderstanding, so why go to war?"
Sikong Xuan chuckled and said: "You deserve to know the name of my lord? You are just a bunch of ants! Why are you talking so much nonsense! Kowtow to my eldest lady and admit your mistake!"
At this time, Sikong Xuan was completely different from when he was drinking and chatting. His words were sharp and he was arrogant.
"Amitabha! The donor is so arrogant. Does it mean that he has offended the public?"
"Monk Xuannan, you don't go to the Shaolin Temple to eat fast and recite the Buddha's name, but you spend all your time in the martial arts world making trouble. You are not abiding by the Buddha's rules. I have already put down my words. It is up to you to believe it or not. Just don't regret it afterwards."
"What a madman! I thought you were a figure, but now it seems that you are just as arrogant and ignorant as Qiao Feng. Let me try your methods and see if you are as powerful as your words!"
You Ji raised his weapon and rushed towards Sikong Xuan. As the master of this place, he naturally needed to take the lead.
Sikong Xuan's face was contemptuous, and he did not dodge. He swung his palm and slapped it on the round shield in You Ji's hand. Under the palm, the fine iron round shield could not withstand the force and dented an inch deep palm mark.
The shock caused You Ji to take six or seven steps back before he staggered to his feet. A mouthful of blood spurted out from his mouth!
"Hmph! Even with the skill of a three-legged cat, you have the nerve to show off your humiliation. Kowtow to my lady and admit your mistake honestly. Otherwise, your bullshit villa will be destroyed today!"
You Ji's martial arts is also well-known in the martial arts world. Although he is not first-rate, he is still an expert among the second-rate. But now, he was so shocked by Sikong Xuan's palm that he suffered internal injuries and vomited blood. Looking at the inch-deep palm prints on the round shield, each of the heroes
My heart beats a drum.
Everyone knew that Sikong Xuan's martial arts was certainly not weak, but they never expected that he was so strong. He could leave marks on fine iron with a single palm strike. This kind of skill is probably something that only a few first-class masters can achieve, right?
"Amitabha, I'm here to learn from Sikong Donor's brilliant move!" Monk Xuannan, who had been retorted by Sikong Xuan earlier, stood up, pronounced the Buddha's name, and raised his hand to hit Sikong Xuan with a palm.
"Shaolin Arhat Palm? Is it worthy of showing it to me? You're looking for death!"
Sikong Xuan's intention was to intimidate, but how could it be false? An iron palm was pointed at him. In an instant, the two palms struck each other, making a muffled sound. Sikong Xuan took half a step back, while Monk Xuannan took three steps back.
, every step he took was an inch into the ground. After he stood still, his face turned pale, and a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth. He was shocked that he was defeated by a palm.
"Bold maniac! He actually injured a Shaolin monk. Come on together, I don't believe he can defeat so many of us!"
I don't know who shouted loudly, but the heroes agreed in their hearts. They raised their weapons and slowly approached Sikong Xuan and his group.
"Dong dong dong" the sound of heavy footsteps suddenly sounded from all directions, and then a large number of warriors dressed as Shennong Gang climbed over the wall or pushed through the door and rushed in from all directions. There were no less than two hundred people in total, and each one was filled with murderous intent.
Heroes surrounded him.
Seeing this, Sikong Xuan laughed loudly and shouted: "Brothers, listen to the order! The limit is one stick of incense! If everyone here has not kowtowed to the eldest lady and admitted their mistake, I will kill them all!"
"Here!"
The heroes were slightly shocked. They didn't expect these Shennong Gang disciples to arrive so quickly! Moreover, each temple was bulging, and their internal strength was obviously not bad, and their aura was even more unusual. They were very different from ordinary people in the martial arts world. Those who had some knowledge secretly thought in their hearts: These people
Why do you look so much like a soldier?
The methods of a warrior and the training system of a sergeant! This is the strategy decided by Xue Wusuan!
Stragglers can only be rogues, and no matter how high their martial arts skills are, they cannot cope with big scenes. Only those who know how to cooperate like soldiers and know how to advance and retreat are qualified "killers". The Shennong Gang only wants to kill talents, not heroes!
A'Zhu on the cart was stunned. Only then did she realize that her eldest brother, who was so rich, actually had so many powerful-looking subordinates. She couldn't help but compare them. First, it was her son-in-law Murong Fu. She made some calculations in her mind, and then shook her head.
.Her eldest brother is much better than Murong Fulai, and there is no comparison. Then there is Qiao Feng, whom she admires quite a lot. Not to mention martial arts, the eldest brother is definitely not worse than Qiao Feng. In terms of pride, it seems that Qiao Feng is more powerful, but
Compared to domineering and power, Qiao Feng is incomparable to his eldest brother.
What I was thinking in my heart, I couldn't help but say out loud: "Brother, where are you? My little sister misses you."
Unexpectedly, as soon as he finished speaking, his head was gently pressed by a cold big hand, and a warm voice sounded in his ears: "Silly girl, didn't I pour a lot of internal energy into you? Why are you still so bad and injured?
Is that so?"
She raised her head in horror, and saw a tall figure standing beside her at some point, patting her head with a smile on her face. Who else could it be if it wasn't her eldest brother Xue Wusuan?
"Brother! When did you come?"
"Just now. You said you missed me, so I came. Well, let me heal you first."
A'Zhu felt that a hot substance suddenly came out of the big hand above his head and entered his body. Then all the discomfort on his body was instantly cured. Apart from being surprised, he felt overjoyed and jumped down from the cart in a hurry.
He jumped up and down a few times, then took Xue Wusuan's hand and smiled cutely.
"Still jumping! You haven't said why you were hurt? I gave you all this internal energy for nothing! Useless stuff!" Xue Wusuan curled his lips, despising this girl who wasted her internal energy. Look at Sikong
Xuan and Zhong Wanchou, if given some internal strength, would be among the best in the world. But this one is still a soft peach, anyone can squeeze it.
"Brother, I hate it! I was just panicking for a moment. How can I be so unbearable as you said!"
Xue Wusuan shook his head, waved his hand and said, "Okay, stand aside and let me help you vent your anger."
"Yeah!" After A'Zhu said this, he stood obediently behind Xue Wusuan and playfully made faces at the surrounding martial arts elites. It seemed to say: My brother is here, and you are in big trouble.