Not far away, on the Thundering Mountain, several brightly dressed people were hiding there and looking in the direction of Sitong Town.

These people are students of Beicheng University, led by Song Wen, next to him are Ren Yumo, Zhang Dandan, Sun Yu three girls, and not far in front of them are Zhu Daneng, Wang Qiangqiang and Xu Xiaofei.

These people had long heard that there would be a great battle in the martial arts world in Sitong Town today, so they set off from Beicheng early in the morning to come here, but the road to Sitong Town was blocked, and they couldn't find any other way, so they had to abandon the car and climb the mountain.

"Yumo, don't be depressed anymore, today is a big scene, the Meridian Gate Ghost Wanzong is against Master Liu of Beicheng, this is a once-in-a-lifetime martial arts event!"

Song Wen looked back at Ren Yumo, who was sitting sullenly in the corner, and stepped forward to pat her shoulder and comforted her.

"That's right, Song Shao is right, since it's out to play, then you have to be happy!" Zhang Dandan walked up and pulled Ren Yumo's little hand.

"Yumo, what's so good about that kid Shi Jinlang, he's been gone for three months, what do you still remember him for?" Sun Yu snorted and said: "In addition to being able to fight a little, he wants money and no one for money, whether it is compared to his family background, his status or identity, he is 108,000 miles behind Song Shao!" ”

"Who said I was unhappy for him?" Ren Yumo glanced at Zhang Dandan and Sun Yu and said, "You two are really!" ”

"Okay, well, since it's not for him, then don't be unhappy!" Zhang Dandan and Sun Yu laughed together.

"You can't go down?" Zhu Daneng looked back at a few people: "The show will start soon, if it's a little later, you won't be able to grab a good position!" ”

"Hold the grass - look, it's fighting!" Wang Qiangqiang and Xu Xiaofei suddenly shouted.

A group of people hurriedly looked down, only to see a white mist blowing, and a huge gaseous palm appeared in mid-air, and the waves of the weather swept away in all directions, and a large pit was smashed out of the square by that palm.

"Hold the grass - this is terrifying!"

A group of people were shocked on the spot.

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"To kneel or not to kneel?"

Seeing the people around him kneeling down in unison, Guo Jianglong was a little stunned in his heart, the strength of this palm displayed by Ghost Wanzong really shocked him, Guo Jianglong's legs were trembling now, and he was almost unstable.

"Can't kneel!" Liu Haoran said categorically: "Master Liu has not arrived now, we are on his behalf, if even we kneel, doesn't it mean that Master Liu has surrendered to the Ghost Wanzong?" ”

"Big brother, you're going to die!" Guo Jianglong said with a black line on his head: "If the Ghost Wanzong sees us still standing, he will definitely make an example of us in a while!" ”

"Don't be afraid, it's not just us who have backbone!"

As soon as Liu Haoran's words fell, an old man with silver hair and white beard not far away said loudly: "People who practice martial arts kneel to the emperor, kneel to the back soil, and kneel to their parents and masters in the middle, in addition to these three kneels, how can they kneel and lick the strong because they are greedy for life and afraid of death?" ”

"Lao Meng said well, people can't be arrogant but not arrogant, no wonder the current Chinese martial arts world is full of miasma, but you spineless people have brought bad atmosphere!"

A bearded old man smiled heartily and echoed loudly with the silver-haired and white-bearded old man.

The two old men who spoke, one was the Qiong Fu faction Meng Lian Nian, and the other was Wu Qishan of the Penglai faction, when everyone around them knelt down like a tide, the two old men were unmoved, even though they knew that even if they joined forces, it would be impossible to defeat the Ghost Wanzong, but they still stood there stubbornly.

"Okay, okay, just because you two have backbone, we have no backbone, then I want to see how you two die!"

"This is not called spinelessness, this is called judging the situation, the big husband can bend and stretch, why bother to be confined to the subsections?"

"I-" Meng Liannian heard this, and snorted angrily: "There is gold under the man's knees, and you can kneel down and worship anyone, is this still called informality?" ”

"Old man, don't pull us if you want to die yourself!"

"That's right, these two old guys have to pull others to death, are you stupid for us? How tired it is to stand, it is only comfortable to kneel on the ground! ”

"Ten thousand people in the Huaxia martial arts world petitioned, begging the Supreme Lord to execute these two old men who didn't know the height of the sky in public!"

"Ten thousand people petition and beg the Supreme Lord to execute them!"

"Execute them as an example!"

A group of warriors who knelt on the ground shouted loudly and asked the Ghost Wanzong to execute Meng Liannian and Wu Qishan.

"Execute my grandfather and Uncle Wu? I think you're the ones who deserve to be put to death! ”

Meng Tiantian's face was angry, and she clenched her fists and yelled loudly at a group of warriors kneeling on the ground.

"Tiantian, don't talk!"

Meng Liannian was worried that Ghost Wanzong would notice his little granddaughter, so he dragged her behind him for the first time, but unfortunately, Ghost Wanzong still noticed this fifteen or sixteen-year-old little Lori.

"The world is really wonderful!" Ghost Wanzong looked down at Meng Tian and said, "Little girl, what's your name?" ”

"You wicked man, I don't change my name or surname, I am Meng Huai'an's daughter Meng Tiantian, today I came to you to avenge my father!" Meng Tiantian clenched her small fists and yelled at the Ghost Wanzong in mid-air.

"Meng Huai'an's daughter?" Ghost Wanzong smiled and said: "Little girl, Meng Huai'an died thirty years ago, and you are only fifteen or sixteen years old, don't you doubt your life experience?" ”

"So what, you killed my father, and today I will kill you to avenge my father!"

Meng Tiantian didn't understand what the words of the Ghost Wanzong meant, and still yelled at him.

"Little girl, are you really stupid or fake, Meng Huai'an died thirty years ago, how could there be such a young daughter as you?"

Ghost Wanzong still looked at Meng Tian with a smile and said sweetly.

"Ghost Wanzong, don't say a lot, let the horse come over!" Meng Liannian pulled Meng Tiantian behind him again, and he took out a bamboo flute with a whole body of turquoise from his arms, pointing at the Ghost Wanzong Dao in mid-air.

"Grandpa, what does he mean by that?" Meng Tiantian seemed to understand, she pulled Meng Liannian's arm and asked suspiciously.

"Don't bother with him, grandpa will kill him now!"

Dream was furious for many years, and the bamboo flute in his hand instantly skyrocketed an inch of green.

"I'm not Daddy's daughter, so who am I?" Meng Tian's sweet and delicate face was full of doubts, and her big eyes were full of confusion.

"Who are you?" Ghost Wanzong sneered and said, "You'll know right away!" ”

"Whoa-la-"

As soon as Ghost Wanzong's words fell, a column of water rose into the sky in the artificial lake on the side, and the water column quickly condensed into an ice pick, and the dazzling ice pick spun in mid-air and shot away in the direction of Meng Tiantian.

"Bang-"

Meng Tiantian's body flew into the air, and then fell heavily on the bluestone slab not far away, she didn't care about the pain in her body, and quickly got up from the ground, when she turned around, she saw the picture she didn't want to see in her life.

Not far away, where Meng Tiantian was standing, Meng Liannian kept his hands pushing forward and stiffened in place, and a huge, glowing ice pick ran from his chest to his back, nailing him to the bluestone slab.

Blood "gurgled" down the icicles, and Dream stood there for many years, the blood staining the floor under his feet bright red.

The person standing in that position was originally Meng Tiantian, and the dead person should also be Meng Tiantian, it was Meng Liannian who pushed Meng Tiantian away with his hands, and used his body to block this fatal blow for Meng Tiantian.

"Grandpa—"

Meng Tian roared sweetly, and ran towards Meng Liannian like crazy.

Things happened too fast, although Wu Qishan was standing next to Meng Liannian, but he didn't have any way, he watched his best friend being pierced by an ice pick and dying in front of him.

"Ghost Wanzong, Lao Tzu killed you!"

Wu Qishan took out a black iron long sword, roared hysterically, and then stabbed towards the Ghost Wanzong in mid-air.

"I can't help myself!"

Ghost Wanzong smiled faintly, he stood there out of thin air, not even moving.

Wu Qishan's black iron long sword tore through the air and stabbed at the heart of Ghost Wanzong, but the sword only stabbed into Ghost Wanzong's chest and was blocked by the black robe on his body.

Wu Qishan went up with brute force, this sword almost used all his strength, but unfortunately the long sword stabbed on the robe of the Ghost Wanzong, as if it was stabbed on a steel plate, and the sword body of the black iron long sword was bowed into a curved bow, and then rebounded back vigorously.

Ghost Wanzong looked disdainful, his right index finger flicked his fingers, and a dazzling bead of light popped out from his fingertips, and then crashed into Wu Qishan's black iron long sword in mid-air.

"Bang-"

With a crisp Jin Ge symphony, the black iron long sword was broken in half from the sword body, and with the power of rebound, the broken tip of the sword turned around and stabbed Wu Qishan's chest.

"Ahh

The sharp sword tip pierced Wu Qinian's body, and shot into the bluestone slab with a "ding" sound, and then Wu Qishan, who was dressed in black, fell from mid-air, and the location where he fell was not far from Meng Liannian's side, he stretched out his hand to grab Meng Liannian's hand, but unfortunately he didn't do it, and the blood that "gurgled out" took away the last trace of strength in his body.

"Old Dream, yes—I'm sorry!"

A cloudy tear rolled out of the corner of Wu Qishan's wrinkled eyes, and then plunged headlong into a pool of blood.

"Owner!"

A group of Penglai sect disciples rushed in, but they didn't run to Wu Qishan's side before they were seen by more than a dozen dazzling light beads falling from mid-air.

The sound of "poof" was endless, and more than a dozen black-clothed Penglai sect disciples fell to the ground one after another, and they didn't even struggle for a moment, so they followed Wu Qishan.

"Uncle Wu!"

Meng Tiantian pulled Meng Liannian with one hand and Wu Qishan with the other, she knelt in a pool of blood, and the blood dyed the pink dress on her body bright red.

"Ahh

Meng Tian was full of blood and tears, she looked up to the sky and roared, her immature and unwilling voice was lonely and helpless.

"Ahh

"They really deserve it, who let them provoke the Martial Dao Supreme?"

"What a wretch, such a young child, what a pitiful!"

"Child, don't cry, you kneel down and kowtow to Lord Supreme now to admit your mistakes, maybe Lord Wuzun will miss your youth and ignorance and spare your life!"

The warriors kneeling on the ground were touched by Meng Tiantian's voice and turned back to look at her one by one.

Meng Tiantian's immature face was stained with tears, and she heard the voices around her, and turned her head to glare at them angrily.

"I'm bah - even if my grandfather and Uncle Wu die, they will die for the dignity of the Huaxia martial arts world and the backbone of the martial arts, as for you, you are just poor worms kneeling on the ground, wagging their tails and begging for mercy!"

"You little girl really doesn't know how to live or die, we kindly taught you how to live, but you will take revenge!"

"Forget it, leave her alone, since she wants to die, let her die!"

A group of warriors kneeling on the ground shook their heads, in their opinion, being alive is the most important thing, as for dignity and backbone, can it be more important than life?

Yes, in such a world of the jungle, life is more important than anything, as long as you can live, dignity and backbone are really not valuable.

Song Wen took Ren Yumo and a group of people to run down from the Thundering Mountain panting, and just happened to witness the death of Meng Liannian and Wu Qishan, and witnessed Meng Tiantian's lonely and helpless cry kneeling in a pool of blood.

"This little girl is so pitiful, watching her relatives die in front of her but there is nothing she can do!" Ren Yumo's heart felt something, her eyes instantly moistened, she took Song Wen's hand, looked at him with a begging look and said, "Song Wen, you said that there are people you know here, otherwise you let people come forward to save this poor little girl, okay?" ”

Song Wen was held by Ren Yumo, and he couldn't help but feel a little excited in his heart, but when he heard the last half of her sentence, Song Wen was stunned.

Song Wen did know some "martial arts people" through his father Song Zhicheng's relationship, and today's Sitong Town affairs were also revealed to him by those "martial arts people" he knew, but Song Wen and those people were only limited to acquaintances, and the relationship was not so good.

What's more, Song Wen had already found out that the "martial arts people" he knew were kneeling on the ground and bowing to the Ghost Wanzong in mid-air, and even they had to kneel and worship the Ghost Wanzong, how could Song Wen have any face to intercede for others from the hands of the Ghost Wanzong?

"Yumo, these are all personal grievances between sects in the martial arts world, although our Song family has some status, it is inconvenient to meddle in this kind of thing!"

In this situation, Song Wen vaguely felt that self-preservation was about to become a problem, where could he care about the life or death of that little girl? However, it was not easy for him to win Ren Yumo's favor, and now it is not easy to brush off Ren Yumo's meaning, so he can only change his rhetoric euphemistically.

"If Shi Jinlang was here, he would definitely not watch this poor little girl die without asking!"

Ren Yumo didn't follow and looked back at Song Wendao.

"Shi Jinlang is Shi Jinlang, and Shi Jinlang is Shi Jinlang, is it not as good as Shi Jinlang's status in your mind no matter what I do?"

Song Wen was angered by Ren Yumo's words, he shook off Ren Yumo's hand and said angrily: "Okay, I'm going to show you today, what he can do when Jinlang can do it, I Song Wen can also do it!" ”

After speaking, Song Wen ignored the dissuasion of the people around him and strode towards the center of the square.

The state has not been good recently, and I will work hard to update and make up for it in the past two days, this book will not be a eunuch, and the pencil vows not to break it again, otherwise the live broadcast X five electric fan