The grimace was so fast that it left only a dark shadow.

"Occult Technique—Iron Palm!"

Wang Meng was closest to Wang Xiaoming, and subconsciously raised his hand to resist in a hurry, and under the wrapping of Xuan Qi, his hands flashed with silver light.

However, the moment his palms first touched the grimace, he suddenly felt like falling into an ice cave, cold, resentful, and bloodthirsty...... All kinds of negative emotions followed, and under instinct, Wang Meng quickly dodged away, looking at his hands, the skin that had been corroded by grimaces was ulcerating.

However, the most terrifying thing is not only that, the various negative states in the heart are the most terrifying. Wang Meng had to sit cross-legged on the spot, and under the persecution of Xuan Qi, a mouthful of dirty blood spit out of his mouth.

"Damn! this old dog is hiding his strength!"

With just one move, Wang Meng was already seriously injured, and he looked at the hideous grimace hovering in the sky, and shouted sadly.

Without any blockage, the grimace became even more unscrupulous, smiled hideously, and threw himself at Wang Xiaoming. Before he got close, Wang Xiaoming felt a chill down his spine.

In a hurry, he could only close his eyes and raise his left arm to block.

The grimace suddenly drilled into Wang Xiaoming's eyebrows, and then disappeared.

"Hehe, Wang Jiahan'er, let's enjoy the pain of this ten thousand ghosts and souls!"

It seemed that victory was in sight, and Liang Siren smiled hideously.

Because of the young man in front of him, his Liang family withered, and now that he has revenge, how can he be unhappy?

Soul Splitting was originally a ground-level mystical technique, it was obtained by chance by the ancestor of the Liang family, but only the remnants of the book could not be used at all, and under the continuous research and improvement of several ancestors of the Liang family, it evolved into today's Xuan-level Soul Splitting.

The horror of soul splitting lies in the torture of human souls. Liang Siren still remembers that last time a guy in the family who opposed him wailed for several hours after being hit by the Soul Split, and finally his head exploded.

"Yuan'er, Yue'er, I've avenged you!"

His eldest son Liang Qifan has long been unknown to who has been paid to cultivate, and the second son Liang Qiyuan has long been killed by Wang Xiaoming's Xuanshen Baozilei, and Liang Xiaoyue, the pearl of Xuanqi cultivation with super talent, has been blown up by Baozilei and does not know whether he is alive or dead. The youngest son, Liang Qiyun, was also frightened by Zhang Changsheng, who went crazy inexplicably.

Since the accident of his own heirs one after another, the few brothers who are still alive have been separated from him, who can understand this pain?

In an instant, Liang Siren burst into tears.

Wang Xiaoming watched the grimace flash in his eyebrows, and felt a sudden coldness in the sea of knowledge, and suddenly his heart was not good.

It's over!

This was his only thought at this time, and he couldn't help but close his eyes tightly.

Huh?

Wang Xiaoming waited for a while, but he didn't feel anything bad happening. Curious, he opened his eyes.

"How is that possible?" exclaimed Liang Siren.

The pain suffered by the person who was killed by the soul breaker cannot be described in words at all, but on the other hand, Wang Xiaoming stood there stupidly with a bewildered face, and there was no.

Wang Xiaoming was also puzzled, and at this time, the voice of the system sounded.

[Ding!] Practice a Xuanqi resentful spirit (pseudo) and gain 100 merit points. ]

And this kind of operation?

Wang Xiaoming was shocked. Then he glanced at Wang Meng, who was still healing with his eyes closed, and looked at himself, as if there was nothing wrong, and couldn't help but feel a burst of joy.

This is clearly here to send experience......

"Tut-tut, an old dog is an old dog, it's such a big movement to fart!" Wang Xiaoming immediately shouted and mocked Liang Siren.

He has only one purpose, and his merit points have long been spent, since he can earn merit points for nothing like this, it is better to ......

Sure enough, although Liang Siren was surprised, in the end, he could only attribute it to the fact that he hadn't used the soul splitting for a long time, and he was a little rusty, which led to this "thunder and rain".

Then he mobilized his Xuan Qi again, formed a grimace on his left hand and right hand, and threw it very hard again.

"Liang Siren, don't hurt my son!" At this time, Wang Xingzhan had already reacted, jumped high, and took a hard blow.

On the surface, the two seemed to be equal, but Wang Xingzhan's hand was trembling slightly, and he glanced at Liang Siren with some palpitations, and said in his heart: "This old thing really hides its strength!" Feeling the power of the Soul Splitting Technique, Wang Xingzhan glanced at Wang Xiaoming, who was indifferent, with some doubts, and secretly pondered.

Hey, my white dad seems to be a little ignorant!

Wang Xiaoming watched the 200 merit points turn into nothingness, and not only said with some regret.

"Wang Jiahan'er, don't hide behind others and stand up in a dignified manner!" Liang Siren saw Wang Xingzhan blocking him, and secretly said that it was a pity, and then he could only provoke Wang Xiaoming, a young man.

As soon as the words fell, I saw the mockery on everyone's faces, and on the other hand, there were a few guys around me who couldn't help but look at each other. But Liang Siren still didn't blush and didn't breathe.

Obviously, if Wang Xiaoming can't withstand the provocation and stands up with a big stab, it will be in the arms of Liang Siren.

"Ahh

Seeing that Wang Xiaoming was not on the road, Liang Siren secretly said that it was a pity.

"But since you said that, then I'll ......"

Wang Xiaoming spoke, regardless of Wang Xingzhan's obstruction, he stood up, and looked at Liang Siren with contempt in his eyes: "My Wang family's boy is not like your Liang family's dog, he can only bark!"

Then, Wang Xiaoming stood in the center of the two groups of people and said in a loud voice: "Today, I will stand here in a dignified manner, old dog!

As soon as these words came out, the spirit of the king was suddenly revealed.

The people around looked at Wang Xiaoming with different expressions. Some people look admiring, others sneer.

"Okay! worthy of being the boy of my Wang family!" the second uncle Wang Xingyu praised loudly. At this time, in his heart, his opinion of this unsuccessful nephew has completely changed. Wang Xingyu is brave and aggressive by nature, whether it is personality and appearance, he is the otherworldly version of Zhang Yide.

After finishing speaking, Wang Xingyu strode out, stood beside Wang Xiaoming, and said, "Today, the second uncle will accompany you to carry it!" After standing still, he glanced at Liang Siren mockingly, and said: "The old dog of the Liang family, even if there is any bad water, my uncle and nephew will follow!" Wang Xiaoming saw that this really had the momentum of flying violently on the Changban slope back then.

"And me!" At this time, Wang Meng had already opened his eyes, struggled to sit up, endured the pain and came to the two of them, and glanced at Wang Xingyu, all he saw was the firmness in the other party's eyes.

"Liang Siren, you and I are the same head of the family, if there is any trick to draw down, my Wang Xingzhan will follow. Bullying a junior is really a shame for your Liang family!" Wang Xingzhan also strode over, like an old hen guarding her calves, vaguely protecting the Wang family's old and young behind her.

"Hey, impulsive!" The old third Wang Xingjian shook his head bitterly, and then took a step forward to stand still, the bookish aura on his face was swept away, and the gangsterism of the Wang family boy resurfaced on his face, which was incompatible with a clean robe. As a scholar, he knew that it was irrational to do so, but for some reason, the blood in his body seemed to be burning.

"And me!"

"And me!"

"Me too!"

Wang Yuanfang and other veteran servants also stood behind Wang's uncle and nephew, their eyes full of heat.

Rumble!!!

The members of the Wang family also took a step forward and collapsed in unison, making a muffled sound.

At this time, the momentum of the Wang family still reached its peak, like a pile of dry firewood, once it collapsed into a spark, it immediately burned into a raging fire.

Under the prestige, although there are many people in Zhang Liang's family, except for the core children, they all subconsciously take a step back.

Hiss......

Feeling the determination of the Wang family, Liang Siren took a deep breath, and then glanced at Wang Xiaoming, his eyes were a little meaningful.

This is the fool who has just recovered from his illness?

Is this a cynical gentleman?

A fool can make the people of the Wang family, whose morale has fallen into a trough, instantly become like a rainbow in a minute?

Can a gentleman make the Wang family condense into a twist? Can the heirs of the Liang family die violently?

It seems that my own information is wrong......

However, Liang Siren didn't know that Wang Xiaoming also wanted to cry without tears at this moment.

He originally wanted to stand up on his own and trick Liang Siren into making a move to earn merit points. Unexpectedly, things turned out like this!