Chapter 561: All He Needs Is Trust (6)

Ling Xiao's faint words did not stop the attack of those people. Vertices

The next moment, several feet had already landed on the black hand old devil's body, kicking him out alive.

"Poof!"

The black-handed old devil couldn't help but spurt out a mouthful of blood, flew out fiercely, and smashed dozens of tables in a row.

When he landed, he was already gasping for breath, his face was as white as wax, and he had an expression of imminent death.

At this time, the people in the Qinglong Marquis Mansion did not continue to attack him, but focused on Ling Xiao's body.

"What did you just say, stinky boy?

"No, no, no, we didn't say anything, we didn't say anything!"

Cao Shangshuang hurriedly explained.

Ling Xiao is with him now, if Ling Xiao is in any trouble, he can't run away!

I really want to beg for mercy, but the other party has spoken again.

"Don't come to this set, I just heard what he said!"

Ling Xiao didn't pay attention to them, just drank tea and said indifferently:

"Black Hand Boss, I'll give you a chance. Surrender to me, I... Save your life. ”

The black-handed old demon was stunned, and immediately gritted his teeth, and his eyes flashed with an indescribable complex light.

The disciples of the Qinglong Marquis Mansion looked even more fierce.

"Grass! I know that you kid is not honest, even the people we want in the Qinglong Marquis Mansion, you dare to save them, and look for death!"

Ling Xiao still ignored them, and glanced at the black-handed old devil lightly.

The old devil with the black hand, as if he had made a big decision, gritted his teeth and said:

"I agree! As long as you can save me and kill them, I will surrender to you!"

Ling Xiao smiled indifferently.

"Deal. ”

When the words fell, Zhang Wenhe stood up suddenly, and at this time, it was time for him to behave.

As for the frost on the grass, at the moment it is simply a desire to cry without tears.

I knew that these two guys were so naΓ―ve, even if he was killed, he wouldn't accept these two people's spirit crystals!

Forget it, things have come to this point, and we can only see if there is a way to escape later.

And several disciples of the Qinglong Marquis Mansion had cold eyes and said with a hideous smile:

"Stinky boy, you are looking for your own death!

Before the words fell, Zhang Wenhe had already stepped forward.

"Hey, a bunch of stupid forks, what a waste of time! Forget it, just take it as a pee, and deal with you quickly, lest my monarch be unhappy." ”

After saying this, he had already come to the front of these disciples.

"Look for death!"

One of them was about to step forward to deal with Zhang Wenhe, but his companions stopped him.

"Senior brother, why do you need to take action in person to deal with this kind of garbage? Lose your identity! Let me deal with him!"

"It's okay, don't let him die too happily, torture him to death for me!"

There was a hideous and cruel smile on the man's face.

"Don't worry, senior brother, I'm free to measure, just leave it to me!"

As he spoke, he also walked to Zhang Wenhe's side.

"Stinky boy, this is your own death, no wonder others, go to the underworld, don't come to me for trouble. ”

"Noise!"

Zhang Wenhe frowned, and directly punched out mercilessly.

The disciple smiled contemptuously, and just wanted to mock Zhang Wenhe, but in the blink of an eye, he felt Zhang Wenhe's majestic momentum and strength.

His face was as white as wax in an instant, but it was already too late, and he was too late!

"Boom!"

Zhang Wenhe's punch directly blasted him out.

The man flew directly upside down a hundred meters away, crashed into several tables along the way, and finally broke through the wall, fell hard outside, and was torn apart alive by the fairy beasts that came and went!

"It's so strong!"

The rest of the people couldn't help but shrink their pupils.

Mo said that it was them, even the frost on the grass and the black-handed old demon who fell to the ground couldn't help but widen his eyes, and he was surprised by Zhang Wenhe's strength.

You must know that the strength that Zhang Wenhe showed just now is at least the strength of Taiyi Sanxian above the fifth grade!

This kind of strength, if it appears in a slightly older person, is still somewhat possible.

It's just that when it appears on Zhang Wenhe's body, it's a little abnormal.

Everyone in the Qinglong Marquis Mansion couldn't help but grit their teeth and said:

"A few immortals, we are from the Qinglong Marquis Mansion, and I hope that a few of them will give us a face and don't trouble us. ”

Zhang Wenhe withdrew his fist, blew it, smiled coldly, and said:

"Give you face? It depends on whether you're interested enough! Say, do you get out of the way, or... Shall I help you get out?"

A cold sweat broke out on everyone's foreheads, and they still refused to admit defeat:

"Your Excellency, aren't you afraid, our Qinglong Marquis Mansion, looking for trouble for you?"

Zhang Wenhe smiled coldly again and said:

"I'm afraid I won't be looking for trouble with you! And the last sentence, do you get out, or do I do it? My monarch has a limited temperament, and if he loses his temper later, you won't be able to run away if you want to!"

"This...!"

Everyone, you look at me, I look at you, I can't help gritting my teeth, snorting coldly, and said:

"Okay! Count you ruthless! However, this account, we, the Qinglong Marquis Mansion, will have to settle it with you sooner or later! Let's go!"

Several people were about to leave, but Ling Xiao suddenly made a move.

"So arrogant, that... Don't go!"

Everyone's hearts were shocked, and before they could say anything, from Ling Xiao's eyes, two supreme forces burst out, and in an instant, several human heads fell to the ground!

"Oh my god!"

The frost on the grass shivered.

This Zhang Wenhe's means are already strong enough, but I didn't expect Ling Xiao's means to be three points stronger than others!

Where did these two demons come from?

The black-handed old demon on the ground had bright eyes, and he was full of a few hints of expectation for Ling Xiao.

The strength that Ling Xiao showed at this moment really surprised him.

After thinking about it, he came to Ling Xiao's side and said:

"Thank you to the immortals for your help! If it weren't for the immortals today, I'm afraid that at this time, those who have already died can't die anymore. ”

Ling Xiao's face was indifferent and said:

"You don't need to thank me. What I want is your strength, and you want to live, it's just a deal between us!"

The black-handed old devil gritted his teeth and said:

"Shangxian, I am seriously injured right now, I am afraid that I will not be able to follow Shangxian for a while. ”

"Out of the way!"

Ling Xiao took out a small white porcelain vase from his spatial wrench and threw it to him.

"This elixir, the injury that should be repaired, is repaired, go find me." You're a local, and it's not hard to find me. ”

The black-handed old demon was stunned, he didn't expect that Ling Xiao actually agreed, let him heal his injuries first, and then gave himself a pill.

This guy, just believe in himself like that?

He couldn't help but wonder:

"Shangxian, aren't you afraid that I will run away?"