Chapter Sixty-Eight: Those who offend my virtue will be punished even if they are far away

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"Who!"

"Get out of here!"

Du Yuesheng looked at the figure who suddenly shot to block his attack, he was very unhappy, very unhappy!

"Boom!"

The smoke of the earth dispersed, and an old man in a green shirt stood proudly in front of Na Ximen Ao. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info

"Old man!" Ximen Ao exclaimed with joy as he looked at the old man who appeared in front of him.

Du Yuesheng's face also changed, he didn't expect someone to stir up the situation at the critical moment, and looking at Ximen's name and expression of that person, his strength would naturally not be bad.

"Identification!"

Du Yuesheng did not hesitate, and an identification technique hit the old man in green shirt who suddenly appeared.

"Ding!"

"Character: Young and Old"

"Rank: War Saint 3rd Order"

"Description: One of the Hakka elders invited by the Simon family. ”

"Grass!"

"War Saint!"

Du Yuesheng looked at the information given by the identification technique of the old man in the green shirt, the purple light in his eyes flashed, he was a big monster again, and he was thinking about how to upgrade.

This old thing came just in time.

Du Yuesheng was not afraid of the Qing Lao is battle saint level at all, but was thinking about whether this old thing would burst out if he killed it? He hadn't killed the boss for a long time.

"Old Qing, you want to avenge me, kill him quickly, and rob me of the woman next to him!" Ximen Ao saw that the person who came was the guest elder of his family, and he immediately commanded loudly.

The person who was called Qing Lao by Ximen Ao's mouth, but he didn't say anything immediately, but glanced at Ximen Ao fiercely with his eyes, and said angrily: "You have simply lost the face of the Ximen family, and remember that I am not your lackey, if it weren't for your father's face, Lao Tzu would slap you to death." ”

Ximen Ao heard the old man roaring, he didn't dare to say anything, but he thought in his heart, 'Damn, when Lao Tzu goes back, I want your old thing to look good.' ’

"Humph!"

Qing Lao snorted coldly, then moved a few steps under his feet, came to the opposite side of Du Yuesheng, put on a kind face and said to him: "Hehe, sure enough, he is a hero out of a young man, this little friend has reached the 'Zhanzun Realm' at a young age, and he really has a bright future, but..."

Speaking of this, the old man paused and continued to speak: "However, even if you have a bright future, it is in the future, not now, Xiaoyou, do you know, hehe, he is the third son of the current patriarch of the Ximen family, if you kill him, then this troubled water is not so easy to flow!"

"Oh!"

"If I have to kill him today, what will you do?" Du Yuesheng looked at the young man with a smile on his face, and he also smiled evilly.

"Haha!"

Qing Lao smiled, but his eyes were staring at Du Yuesheng's every move, his hands were also secretly gathering strength, and he said with a smile on his face: "It was just a misunderstanding just now, presumably a young man as outstanding as Xiaoyou, if he joined our Ximen family and worked for our Ximen family, then this incident would not have happened today." ”

Du Yuesheng smiled coldly: "If Young Master Ben disagrees, I don't know what you will do?"

Qing Lao's smile suddenly froze, and he looked at Du Yuesheng opposite in disbelief, in Qing Lao's heart, he didn't expect that the other party would refuse his solicitation.

You must know that he is a Battle Saint Realm, and he is just a little Battle Venerable Martial Artist.

"If you don't agree, then let me die!"

Elder Qing shouted, then waved his hands, and in an instant, a fiery red sword condensed into him, and a sword tore through time and space and shot towards Du Yuesheng.

"Trash!"

Du Yuesheng looked at the fiery red big sword that was attacking him, he didn't want to make a move at all, snapped his fingers with both hands, and then said softly, "Grass three, get out of the labor!"

After saying this, he walked directly towards Xiaoyu.

All of a sudden.

The people who had been watching the battle on both sides of the street couldn't figure out what was going on? Everyone looked at Du Yuesheng and didn't even resist under the attack of the young man?

And what does he mean by the phrase 'three in the grass, get out of the labor and capital'?

Even the attacking young man was puzzled, but he didn't care about Du Yuesheng, and the fiery red sword formed in his hands changed even more terrifyingly, stirring up time and space.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

In vain, the sound of roaring explosions resounded from the sky, and then I saw three flames wrapped in endless flames descending from the sky, and bursts of flame light illuminated the sky.

"Look!"

"What's that in the sky?"

Suddenly, someone saw something descending from the sky, and as he shouted, in an instant, everyone also raised their heads in unison to look at the huge object that was rapidly descending from the sky.

'Staying true to what you believe in'

'Man in the Tower'

'Life never stops, fight doesn't stop'

'Demacia!'

A song echoed in the sky, and in an instant, a man wearing armor and holding a huge divine sword appeared on the earth, and he waved the giant sword in his hand to cut through the sky, showing the endless peak power of the sky.

"Roar!"

"Those who offend my Debang will be punished even if they are far away!"

"The spear is still there, the ironclad is still there!"

"The Demacians never flinch!"

Two more shouts followed, followed by a man in gold armor with a spear in hand and a man in royal knight's armor with a spear in his hand.

It doesn't matter what everyone is thinking.

The three people who descended from the sky walked directly to Du Yuesheng and knelt down on one knee, and said reverently, "Follow the order of my king, Galen, Jiawen, and Zhao Xin come to see." ”

"Grass!"

"I said, can you three not make such a sassy appearance next time!" Du Yuesheng looked at Galen, Jiawen, and Zhao Xin, who were kneeling at their feet on one knee, and said.

Jiawen couldn't help but say: "My king, doesn't it seem that we are 'awesome' to appear like this?"

When Du Yuesheng heard Jiawen's answer, she was also speechless and said, "Okay, get up!"

"Yes, my king!" Galen, Jiawen, and Zhao Xin also got up and stood beside Du Yuesheng, combining into a triangular formation to wrap him and Xiaoyu in it.

Du Yuesheng hugged Xiaoyu with both hands, but her nose was whistling with the virgin fragrance coming from her, and then said indifferently: "Which of the three of you will cripple him, remember that he is disabled, not to die." ”

This time, Du Yuesheng reminded Galen, Jiawen, and Zhao Xin in advance, I was afraid that these three would be killed by Du Wu as soon as they made a move, like Galen's teasing last time.

Damn, this is a monster in the 'Battle Saint Realm', killing one is enough for Lao Tzu to move up to the next level.

But can't, let these three destroy labor and capital.