Facing Shao Zeming's gaze, Fang Ming was about to speak, but someone spoke before him.

"Ming Shao, he wasted his money and couldn't get through, and he swept the face of the second son, and the second son must be angry. Elder Qiu spoke.

Shao Zeming glanced at Elder Qiu and the old camel, "So what?"

The sentence "so what" was extremely contemptuous, which made Elder Qiu and the old camel extremely embarrassed, but in the face of Shao Zeming, they could only dare to be angry but not speak.

After all, the other party is a ground-level powerhouse, and they are the top level at the human-level level in the later stage of these people-level, but they are nothing in the eyes of the ground-level powerhouse.

Take the ninth layer of the human level and the first layer of the ground level as an example, although the difference between the two is only one level, but the gap between the two sides is very different, do not step into the ground level level, for the earth-level powerhouse, there is no difference between the first layer of the human level and the ninth layer of the human level.

Elder Qiu and the others were very breathless, they could only hope that the second prince would come over quickly, as long as the second prince arrived, this Shao Zeming would inevitably pay the price for his arrogance.

"How?"

Shao Zeming continued to look at Fang Ming, but Fang Ming only smiled slightly, "Thank you for your kindness, but I don't have the idea of following others." ”

Regarding Fang Ming's answer, Shao Zeming was not surprised, any genius is arrogant, how could he be willing to follow others.

But when these geniuses suffer setbacks, or understand that there are more geniuses in this world than them, they will bow their proud heads.

Hearing Fang Ming's refusal, many people present showed disappointment, they wanted to see the scene of Shao Zeming and the second son's battle, but Fang Ming refused Shao Zeming's invitation, so there would be no reason for a big war between Shao Zeming and the second son.

Shao Zeming shook his head with a smile, and leaned on the edge of the ring, and the people present were also excited by his actions, Shao Zeming was here to wait for the arrival of the second son.

Once the second prince came, even if there was no reason for Fang Ming, the two geniuses would inevitably be unconvinced by each other, and it was very likely that a battle would break out at that time, and this was the result they were expecting.

At this moment, no one cared about Fang Ming, let alone the grievances between Lu Zhichen and the Chen family.

Only Fang Ming noticed Lu Zhichen's face like ashes, and when he saw Lu Zhichen's appearance, he also sighed slightly in his heart, Lu Zhichen was just a pitiful person.

This is a young man who is bent on avenging his father, you can imagine how much suffering Lu Zhichen has endured and how much sweat he has paid in the past few decades, otherwise, it would be impossible for a young man's attainments in feng shui to reach this level.

Fang Ming has always been very glad that compared to others, because of the inheritance of his master and wizard, in some respects he is indeed open, if you use the words of gamers, most of them are ordinary players, and he is the so-called RMB player.

On the Chen family's side, from the excitement at the beginning, but now the mood has slowly stabilized, Chen Hansheng even walked to Fang Ming's side and whispered, "Senior Brother Fang, why don't we leave here first?"

Chen Hansheng said this for Fang Ming's consideration, the matter of destroying the door book was solved, and the danger of their Chen family was gone, but his senior brother Fang was still facing great danger, because Senior Brother Fang abolished the second son's subordinates, which was tantamount to openly slapping the second son in the face.

Although he didn't know what the origin of the second son was, he knew a truth after so many years in the cultivation world, the most unbearable thing for those strong people was to lose face.

"Senior Brother Chen, don't worry, I have the means to protect myself. ”

Fang Ming's face was filled with a determined smile, he naturally didn't say this to comfort Chen Hansheng, he did have the means to protect himself.

Fang Ming didn't have the confidence to think that his current strength could compete with the ground-level powerhouse, the self-protection method he was talking about came from the hair left by his master, he used one last time and there were still two left.

No matter how powerful the second son was, Fang Ming didn't believe that he could resist his master's hair.

The big deal is that he is losing a hair of his master, of course, this is the worst-case scenario, after the last park incident, he understands the preciousness of his master's three hairs.

In less than a quarter of an hour, several more figures appeared at the door of the manor, old and young, and they did not seem to be in a group, because the two younger men who walked in front had obvious disgust on the faces of the sloppyly dressed old man behind.

These people walked in, Shao Zeming just glanced at it and continued to recover his appearance of looking up at the sky.

"It's him!"

The young man who came in also saw Shao Zeming, with a look of jealousy on his face, and pulled the woman next to him to stand aside without saying a word.

"Haha, are all my colleagues here, I heard that there is a challenge to destroy the door here, and I came to join in the fun, what, is it over?"

A fat-faced monk walked in, but the monk was not wearing a monk's robe but a suit, if it weren't for the ring scar on his head, it is estimated that no one would have associated him with the monk.

Seeing this monk appear, many people's expressions became weird, because they recognized the identity of this monk.

Nie Tong, the mad monk of Wutai Mountain.

Wutai Mountain, one of the famous Buddhist mountains, and ten years ago, there was a young monk in Wutai who was kicked out of the temple for violating the rules of the Wutai Mountain temple, and since then he has been wandering in the cultivation world.

As for the vows that this young monk committed, it is also very simple, that is, the vows of killing.

Ten years ago, this person slaughtered a family of ten overnight, and at that time, the small cultivation family had a human-level ninth-level powerhouse in charge.

Ten years ago, this one had the strength to kill a human-level ninth-layer powerhouse, and ten years later, no one dared to estimate how much this strength's strength would improve.

There are even people who predict that this one's strength has already broken through to the ground level, but because of his age, he can't challenge the four princes, otherwise the chairs of the four princes are estimated to be replaced.

In the cultivation world, there are only four of the Four Great Princes, and there is another requirement for becoming the Four Great Princes, that is, before the age of forty, once you are past the age of forty, you cannot become the Four Great Princes.

Otherwise, those old-timers in the cultivation world are so strong, where will others have a chance to get the title of the Four Great Princes.

Seeing Nie Tong come in, Shao Zeming's eyes had a solemn look for the first time, and he nodded towards the other party, which was regarded as a greeting.

Nie Tong replied with the same smile and then stood aside, but if anyone noticed, they would find that Nie Tong's eyes looked at the old man who was dressed sloppily like a beggar from time to time.

The old beggar stood straight in a corner with a smile, and when the old man's eyes saw Fang Ming, a strange color flashed in the old man's eyes.

"What's going on? Why do these strong people who don't usually show up suddenly appear?"

The crowd of onlookers all showed doubts, if it was because of Lu Zhichen and the Chen family's book of extermination, they didn't believe it, because this kind of petty fight would definitely not attract the attention of the prefecture-level powerhouse.

Just when these people were puzzled, a young figure appeared at the gate of the manor, and when this young figure appeared, Elder Qiu and several people showed joy on their faces, and quickly greeted them.

On the edge of the ring, Shao Zeming's hand was on the long sword at his waist, and his expression was rarely solemn.

All the onlookers also became emotional at this moment, looking at the figure at the door, although the other party was just standing there, it gave them a terrifying pressure.

This is the power of the prefecture-level powerhouse, and this is the influence of the four princes.

Everyone also knows the identity of this person, the second son of the four princes.

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