"Xiao Zongheng, you are finally willing to appear, it's okay, let's settle the grievances between us today." The head of the Ji family, looking at Xiao Zongheng, let out a long laugh, handed over Ji Wuye to the doorman of the Supreme Pavilion, and slowly stepped forward, although Ji Wuye was seriously injured, he had no worries about his life, compared to

Xiao Fan's situation is much better, which is also the reason why the head of the Ji family can relax and fight with Xiao Zongheng.

"You take him to heal his wounds, and today I will be the head of the two families, and the ancient family that has been inherited for thousands of years is not as mysterious and powerful as the legend, and it cannot be blasphemed." Xiao Zongheng said to the old servant, and then looked at Xuanyuan Liancheng and the head of the Ji family.

"Young master, the old servant is willing to serve the dogs and horses." The old servant stepped forward, looked at Xiao Zongheng and said.

"No need, since my son can defeat all the heroes in the world, I, who is an old man, can't be weak." Xiao Zongheng waved his hand, looking at Xiao Fan, who was already unconscious, with a hint of softness in his eyes.

Xiao Fan, who closed his eyes tightly, slowly opened his eyes and looked at the middle-aged man in front of him, "You are my father?" Xiao Fan looked at Xiao Zongheng and asked, although he was unconscious just now, his consciousness was awake, although he didn't ask for Ji Wuye's life, but Ji Wuye also failed to ask for him

Life.

"Yes," the sentence made Xiao Zongheng's eyes slightly red, twenty-seven years have passed, but the child does not know his father.

"I don't need you to interfere in my affairs, if I can live today, I will live, if I can't live, if I die, I have nothing to do with the Xiao family, I didn't have it ten years ago, I don't have it now, and I won't have it in the future." Xiao Fan staggered up, made a brazen move, and pulled out the Xuanyuan sword, accompanying this

With a mouthful of blood, Xiao Fan threw this holy soldier of Huaxia on the ground, "Xuanyuan Sword will return to you, you have the grace of life and nourishment to Ruoxi, and today I will return the Xuanyuan Sword to you, it is for Ruoxi to repay the affection, after that, if Ruoxi does not owe Xuanyuan anything, he will come to Xuanyuan in person, take Ruoxi, who will stop me,

I will kill whomever I want. Xiao Fan coughed lightly and covered the corners of his mouth.

"Why does this kid have so much hatred for the Xiao family?" Xiao Zongheng frowned and looked at the old servant.

"Young master, this is a long story." The old servant frowned.

"Okay, this matter, I'll take care of it when I go down the mountain," Xiao Zongheng waved his hand, and then looked at Xiao Fan, "Boy, it's okay if you don't recognize me as a father, but since you are Yanrong's child, then you are my son, no one can question this, you have been bullied,

Naturally, I, the father, will get it back for you, a bunch of bastards, just bully the big and the small, and see how I collect the debt for you. Xiao Zongheng snorted coldly.

Looking at the head of the Ji family and Xuanyuan Liancheng, he made a bold move, he who had reached the peak of martial arts, every move and style, all with the mysteries of heaven and earth, looking at this scene, the eyes of the head of the Ji family and Xuanyuan Liancheng finally became solemn, this man, challenging the two of them at the same time, is not just

It's as simple as talking.

"Young Master, have you already taken that step?" The old servant of the Xiao family looked at Xiao Zongheng, and there was a touch of excitement in his eyes.

Xuanyuan Liancheng smiled bitterly, today I came to stop the fight, I don't want to, I still step into this whirlpool, Xuanyuan sword is inserted in Xiao Fan's chest, at this time, I am afraid that it is futile to say anything, besides, Xuanyuan Liancheng already disdains to explain, even in the face of the Xiao family, who is in the thirties

He also disdains the madman who has already moved the world years ago.

The head of the Ji family and Xuanyuan Liancheng shot at the same time, Xiao Zongheng was one against two, but he did not fall behind at all, and buckled the wrist of the head of the Ji family with his backhand, Xiao Zongheng's eyes were cold, and the body of the head of the Ji family was thrown out, and the Xuanyuan sword in Xuanyuan Liancheng's hand was extremely instantaneous, and a pair of soft palms were against the body of the sword

On the side, the footsteps were easy, leaning on the shoulder, leaning on the palm of the head of the Xuanyuan family, Xuanyuan Liancheng only felt a huge force attacking, and he took a few steps back.

There was a look of shock in the eyes of the two masters at the same time, "Xiao Zongheng, you are so strong?" ”

"Amitabha." A Buddha horn, like a dragon bell, sounded in everyone's ears, and an old monk wearing a red robe appeared in the field.

"The old monster is still alive." The old servant looked at the old monk who appeared in the field, and muttered in a low voice.

"Master Xiao, you and I are discussing, the victory is not divided, and Lord Xiao left halfway, but why?" The old monk looked at Xiao Zongheng and asked.

"Haha," Xiao Zongheng smiled arrogantly, "Old bald donkey, put away your hypocritical appearance, you want to trap me on the grounds of arguing about the Tao, and let your gang of disciples harm my son, so shameless." Xiao Zongheng sneered.

"Today, I will first slaughter your Supreme Pavilion for a hundred years, and then I will come to deal with you." Xiao Zongheng sneered, and when the words fell, the figure had already appeared beside the abbot of Shaomu Mountain, "On that day, you went to ask me to discuss, and today, I will kill you first." A palm fell, and the abbot's golden body was broken

, spitting blood in his mouth, his face is like gold paper, but he is already out of breath.

The old monk wanted to rescue, but it was too late, looking at the dead abbot of Shaomu Mountain, his eyes showed a touch of compassion.

"The donor has fallen into the devil's way, if you let you down the mountain today, it will inevitably cause blood and rain, the old man has made an agreement with others in the future, not to do it with others, to abide by the agreement for twenty years, never to do it with others, today, I am afraid that I will violate this covenant." The old monk looked at Xiao Zongheng and bowed slightly.

Looking at the angry old monk, Xiao Zongheng smiled disappreliantly, "The Buddhists have King Kong angry eyes, but I don't know what kind of old bald donkey you are?" Angry eyebrows? "Haha," Xiao Zongheng laughed loudly.

"It's all a bunch of hypocrites," Xiao Zongheng looked disdainful.

"Okay, old bald donkey, Xuanyuan Liancheng, the head of the Ji family, the three of you come together, I, Xiao Zongheng, will learn the tricks of my Huaxia master today." Xiao Zongheng looked at the three of them and smiled coldly.

"Arrogance," the head of the Ji family snorted coldly, but he slowly stepped forward and stood beside the old monk of the Supreme Pavilion.

And Xuanyuan Liancheng frowned slightly, he didn't bother to join forces with others, but in today's situation, it has become inevitable to make a move, and the men of the Xiao family have repeatedly B, if they don't make a move, they are afraid that the world will think that Xuanyuan is afraid of things.

Xuanyuan Liancheng slowly took a step forward, Xiao Zongheng wanted to fight against the three pinnacle masters in the world with his own strength, the head of the Ji family, Xuanyuan Liancheng, is by no means comparable to the five pavilion masters of the Supreme Pavilion, even if it is compared to Nalan Wudao, I am afraid that it will be better than that, plus a mysterious one who does not know how to live

How many years of old monks, Xiao Zongheng doesn't seem to have much chance of winning.

"Old bald donkey, you are still alive," a clear old voice sounded.

"Didn't you forget the agreement between you and me?" An old man in his late teens appeared silently in the field.