Seeing that the ancestor of the Qi family insisted on taking Fang Xiaoyu away, Mr. Leng stood up and flatly refused: "It's impossible. As long as I, Leng Qingtian, am here, no one can even think of taking Fang Xiaoyu away."
"Hahaha!" Suddenly the ancestor of the Qi family laughed loudly: "Old man Leng, do you think you can stop me with your current strength? Just now, you must have consumed a lot of real energy while healing Fang Xiaoyu.
Get angry! Now if you want to fight me, it will be difficult not to get hurt!"
Hearing this, Leng Qingtian couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart.
He didn't expect that the other party had already seen through his frailty.
If you look at it from the perspective of hierarchy, he is indeed on par with the ancestor of the Qi family. But when he healed Fang Xiaoyu, he transferred a lot of infuriating energy, and now he has to fight to the death with Old Man Qi. He will only suffer serious injuries.
Seeing that Mr. Leng was at a disadvantage, Song Yihuang, who was on the side, said with a proud smile: "Mr. Leng, I advise you to let it go! Why offend the Qi family and the Song family just for Fang Xiaoyu! This boy Fang Xiaoyu is already a
He's dead. What's the use of keeping him? It's better to hand him over to the Qi family. By doing this, you not only resolved the conflict with the Qi family, but our Song family will also be grateful to you."
Song Aobei also smiled and persuaded: "Mr. Leng, I know you have a good relationship with Fang Xiaoyu, but Fang Xiaoyu is already injured like this. I don't think he can survive. Why do you have to do it for a dying person?
Becoming an enemy of the Qi family! It’s not worth it.”
"You don't have to persuade me." Mr. Leng straightened his body and said with determination: "Today I'm putting my words here. Anyone who dares to embarrass Fang Xiaoyu is an enemy of me, Leng Qingtian. Mr. Qi, you want to kill Xiaoyu
Take it away and pass me first."
"Okay! Old man Leng, this is your own death. You can't blame me." The ancestor of the Qi family smiled coldly, winked at Song Aobei and Song Yihuang beside him and said: "Head of the Song family, listen up, treat me
Behead Old Man Leng. You can handle the aftermath for me. Just pretend that nothing happened tonight."
"This..." Song Aobei hesitated for a moment, then nodded and said: "Okay, I will help you deal with the aftermath. Regarding what happened in this room tonight, I guarantee that, except for the core members of our Song family,
Once the members know about it, it will never be spread outside. You can go on a killing spree."
After saying that, he flicked his finger and shot out a red bead, which hit Chi Xueli's numb hole. Chi Xueli closed her eyes, then she lay down and fell motionless on the bed.
"Grandpa, what do you want to do? Do you want to kill people and silence them?" Song Yingxue walked over, supported Chi Xueli, and shouted at Song Aobei angrily: "Stop now..."
"My silly girl. Grandpa is doing this for your own good! Do you really want to follow that guy Fang Xiaoyu and become a widow? He is already a dying man." Song Aobei glanced at Song Yingxue in disappointment.
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Just as he was speaking, he suddenly saw a red bead pop up with a flick of his finger, hitting Song Yingxue's body.
Song Yingxue said "Ah" and fell down crookedly.
"Great, these two little bitches have fallen down." Song Laiming saw that Chi Xueli and Song Yingxue had both fallen down. He couldn't wait to rub his hands, and his eyes fell on Chi Xueli's face.
He made a very YY gesture and said with a proud smile: "Little girl Chi, you will be my woman soon. I will fuck you, and then I will find a way to throw you into the lake outside, and say it is you."
Throw yourself into the lake. Haha!”
"That's enough! You Song family are so abominable. Old man Qi, let's start a war!" Mr. Leng was furious when he saw Song Aobei knocking Chi Xueli and Song Yingxue unconscious.
He quickly raised the Hunyuan Zhenqi, forming a wave of energy on his chest that was three meters high.
When the ancestor of the Qi family saw this scene, not only did he not panic, but there was a look of satisfaction on his face.
He made a seal movement with his hands, then shook his shoulders, slowly pushed out his hands, and immediately pushed out a glazed wall of air waves in front of his chest. The momentum was so strong that it suppressed Leng Qingtian's air waves in an instant.
Seeing this horrific scene, a tragic look flashed across Mr. Leng's face. He sighed secretly in his heart: Xiaoyu, I'm afraid I won't be able to defeat this old guy tonight. However, I will try my best to stop it for you.
Old man Qi. Whether he lives or dies depends on his fate!
As he thought about it, the figure of Fang Xiaoyu suddenly appeared in Mr. Leng's mind.
It was Fang Xiaoyu's soul consciousness that entered his thoughts.
"Leng Lao, thank you for your kindness. You only need to use 70% of your strength to catch his move, consume his internal strength as much as possible, and make him distracted. Next, I will take advantage of him and let him go.
One big move caused him to be hit hard." Fang Xiaoyu warned Mr. Leng seriously.
"Xiaoyu...are you okay?" Mr. Leng felt ecstatic in his heart.
"It's okay! Get ready to take the attack! Old man Qi is going to kill him." Fang Xiaoyu reminded Mr. Leng, and his thoughts were interrupted.
As soon as he quit thinking, the ancestor of the Qi family had already pushed the wall of air waves in front of him towards Mr. Leng.
"go to hell!"
The billowing air surged violently toward Old Man Leng's body.
"I'll take it!" Mr. Leng pushed forward with both hands and only used 70% of his internal strength to catch the wave of air.
"boom!"
With a loud noise and a huge impact, Mr. Leng flew five meters away on the spot and punched a hole in the wall.
But the ancestor of the Qi family stood motionless like a wooden sculpture.
It seemed that he was not hurt at all, but his brows furrowed slightly. Only he knew that when he used his palm, his Dantian acupuncture point was inexplicably hit by a needle.
This made the ancestor of the Qi family very puzzled. He really couldn't understand that Old Man Leng could still use flying needles when he received his palm.
How did he know that Fang Xiaoyu had actually woken up at this time, and that the injection just now was given by Fang Xiaoyu in the confusion.
"You..." Mr. Leng got up from the ground and spit out a mouthful of old blood. He deliberately pretended to look at the ancestor of the Qi family with a look of reluctance.
"What am I...Today, I will first cut Fang Xiaoyu into ten thousand pieces with the wind blade, and then use the fireball to burn his body on the spot." The ancestor of the Qi family laughed coldly. As he spoke, he used cyclones to condense into countless pieces.
The wind blade approached Fang Xiaoyu step by step, preparing to cut him into pieces.
Fang Xiaoyu closed his eyes slightly, waiting for the ancestor of the Qi family to approach.
At this time, I heard Song Laiming's proud yelling.
"Behead this guy Fang Xiaoyu for me. It would be best to cut him into ten thousand pieces!"
Song Yihuang also laughed: "Fang Xiaoyu, this time, you may not even be able to save the whole body. Haha!"
Fang Xiaoyu didn't pay attention to the wild laughter of Song and his son, and thought to himself: How crazy you laugh now, how uncomfortable it will be later! (To be continued)