"You...you actually dare to hit me." Qi Deyang touched his burning face, took a sharp breath, and quickly raised the aura of the golden elixir in his body to more than two meters high.
Fang Xiaoyu frowned slightly, then smiled: "Oh! The peak strength of Jin Dan in the later stage is not bad, but unfortunately, it is a fake. It is only a little stronger than your unsatisfactory brother."
"Hmph! Boy, you will regret it. I am not some fake Golden Core Stage master, I am a quasi-Golden Core Stage master." Qi Deyong gritted his teeth, gathered the energy in his body, and slapped Fang Xiaoyu with one palm.
He is right, he is indeed a quasi-Golden Elixir stage master, but he used drugs to advance violently in the early stage, and his foundation is not yet solid. His true strength is equivalent to that of a martial artist who has just entered the early stage of the Golden Elixir stage.
.It is ten times more powerful than Qi Deli who bought the fake special effects violent pill.
Qi Deyong relied on his own strength, thinking that he would be able to beat Fang Xiaoyu into a cripple with one palm. There was a proud smile on his face.
Seeing this, Fang Xiaoyu immediately raised his palm and blasted forward.
"Bang!"
Two huge forces intersected in mid-air, sending Qi Deyong flying eight meters away and hitting a stone pillar heavily on the spot.
Upon seeing this, the surrounding crowd immediately dispersed in all directions.
"What's wrong? What's wrong? What happened?"
Hearing the sound, four bodyguards in black quickly ran towards the scene of the accident.
This is the Song family's internal guard team coming over.
The security captain of the Internal Guard looked at the ground and saw that it was the eldest young master of the Qi family lying on the ground. He quickly ran over, lifted him up with his hands, and asked with a surprised look on his face: "Master Qi, what's wrong with you?"
Qi Deyong spat out a mouthful of blood, quickly wiped it away with his hands, and said with a forced smile: "It's okay, I accidentally fell down just now and knocked my teeth. No, there was a little blood from my teeth."
The Qi family is an aristocratic family, so naturally they cannot lose face in public, let alone the Song family. In order to save his dignity, Qi Deyong had to withdraw his lies.
However, as soon as his words came out, the people present laughed softly and started talking.
"Oh my god, I never expected that the top master of the third generation of the Qi family would be beaten like this by a nobody."
"Yes! I never thought that the dignified young master Qi would be unable to defeat someone who is not a member of an aristocratic family."
"Alas! The Qi family is in decline!"
Not many people who knew Fang Xiaoyu at the scene thought that Fang Xiaoyu was a nobody. As a result, they looked down upon the eldest son of the Qi family even more.
The security captain saw that Qi Deyong was vomiting blood, but he had to keep up his face and couldn't say anything. He just smiled and comforted: "It's okay."
After saying that, he waved to everyone: "It's okay, it's okay, someone just fell down."
Everyone thought it was a joke and dispersed one after another.
The security captain gave a few instructions in the ears of his subordinates and then left alone.
In fact, he had already seen that it was Fang Xiaoyu who shot Qi Deyong away. He had to rush back and report this matter to the eldest son of the Song family.
The relationship between the Qi family and the Song family was extraordinary. He had to pay attention to it.
Seeing the security captain leaving, Qi Deyong gritted his teeth and looked at Fang Xiaoyu with angry eyes: "Boy, just wait, I will ask you to settle today's account. Don't forget, you are just a freeloader.
It’s just people.”
After saying that, he shouted to the two bodyguards beside him: "Let's go, let's go find the owner of the house."
The three of them prepared to leave angrily.
"Wait!" Fang Xiaoyu stopped the three of them.
"What? You still want to stop me from fighting with us? Don't forget, I am a descendant of the aristocratic family, and you are only dependent on the power of the Hua family. If you really want to fight with me, I can destroy you in minutes." Qi Deyong gritted his teeth and faced the direction.
Xiaoyu shouted. But he felt extremely weak in his heart, for fear that Fang Xiaoyu would slap him again.
Fang Xiaoyu smiled, took off the ancient jade ring from Hua Qinghong's finger, smiled and said to Qi Deyong: "Listen, I got these two ancient jade rings from your brother Qi Deli.
, coming. If you want to get these two rings back, come to me at any time. By the way, my name is Fang Xiaoyu."
"Hmph! Boy, don't be proud. No one can take away the things from our Qi family. I will make you pay back ten times the loss tonight." Qi Deyong yelled angrily, and then left.
Fang Xiaoyu stood in front of Qi Deyong and asked coldly: "Do your Qi family have any dealings with people from the Japanese Witchcraft Society?"
He had already remembered that the runes on the ancient jade ring had been seen on the wooden carving where the statue of Qianba Xuefa was placed. Obviously, it was made by the Japanese Witchcraft Society.
Faintly, Fang Xiaoyu felt that the Qi family was very likely to have some connection with the Japanese witchcraft society.
As soon as Qi Deyong heard the words "Witch Club", a dark cloud suddenly flashed across his face.
He shook his head and replied firmly: "I don't know what you said."
"Don't say that, right? Then I can only use force." Fang Xiaoyu smiled coldly, secretly gathering his anger, and prepared to force a confession on the spot.
At this time, I suddenly heard a shout from behind.
"Who made trouble here just now? I want to see who has the guts to make trouble in the Song family."
Hearing the sound, everyone turned and looked back, only to see a man in a black evening gown walking towards this side with a cheerful face.
He seemed to be angry, but in fact, his cheerful face seemed to be showing off deliberately.
What's even more unbelievable is that when this guy walks, he actually carries the golden elixir with momentum. Every time he takes a step, the whirlpool of true energy condensed on the surface of his shoulders flashes and flickers, full of domineering.
"Great! Young Master Song is here." Qi Deyong was very excited after seeing the man. He quickly reached out and greeted the eldest son of the Song family who was coming towards him: "Young Master Song, I am here. It is this boy who is causing trouble.
"
Song Laiming heard from the security captain that someone came to make trouble in the hall. He wanted to take this opportunity to stand out in front of everyone. In fact, he didn't think about standing up for anyone, he just took advantage of this opportunity to show off.
Check your own strength.
Now that he saw everyone looking at him, Song Laiming deliberately raised his voice and shouted loudly: "No matter who is causing trouble here, I, Song Laiming, will not let him off lightly."
He shouted proudly and walked forward.
When Song Laiming saw the outline of Fang Xiaoyu's face clearly, he was shocked.
"You...you...are you a human or a ghost?" Song Laiming was shocked.
He did not expect that the person he had just seen in his thoughts would actually see him now. At this moment, he was not sure whether he had seen a ghost.
"Guess?" Fang Xiaoyu smiled slightly and said to Song Laiming, imitating the voice in his previous thoughts: "My name is Fang Xiaoyu."
"Ah...you..." Song Laiming took a deep breath and managed to calm down. (To be continued)