On an avenue in Licheng, surrounded by people, the young man Wang Shichuan covered his arm, his clothes were dirty, and the guards behind him were also blue noses and swollen faces, and it seemed that he had been beaten very lightly. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"Boy, go back to your mountains, this is not for you. The person who spoke, who was only about fifteen years old, was wearing a costume with the symbol of ten thousand souls on it, and he said proudly.

Behind him, there were several young monks, who were also disciples of the Ten Thousand Souls Holy Land, but they seemed to be the guards of the young man.

Wang Shichuan clenched his fists, and his little face covered with dust was full of anger.

"You don't care if I leave or not, but you have to apologize. Wang Shichuan said angrily.

The boy laughed and said, "Apologize! Let's not say why I apologize, do you think I'll apologize to you?" ”

When Wang Shichuan heard this, his face became more and more ugly, and when he heard the young man say some ugly words about Brother Wang Fan, Wang Shichuan couldn't hold back for a while, so he went up and said a few words, but the more this person said, the more ugly it became, and he even fought, and there was the scene just now.

"In short, you have to apologize. Wang Shichuan still said.

The young man narrowed his eyes and said, "Are you looking for death?" ”

Feeling the killing intent of the other party, Wang Shichuan's nails sank into the flesh, he felt that he was very useless, if it was Wang Fange, what would he do?

"Ishikawa, why are you fighting, come back with me. ”

At this time, a middle-aged man in the crowd walked out, he had gorgeous hair, he was no longer young, and when he saw Wang Shichuan being beaten, he was very heartbroken, and wanted to pull him away.

"Uncle of the family. Wang Shichuan's ugly face was a little better.

The person who came was Wang Qingsheng, as soon as he heard that Wang Shichuan was causing trouble, he immediately rushed over, and on the way, he heard that the identity of the other party was the little son of the Ten Thousand Souls Holy Land, and he came very frightened.

Wang Shichuan is the hope of their family, and there must be no trouble, when he came to the scene, he saw that Wang Shichuan was only injured by flesh, and he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

So, he was about to leave with Wang Shichuan in tow, not wanting to cause trouble.

Suddenly!

The young man's voice said coldly, "Did I let you go?"

Wang Shichuan turned around angrily and was about to rush forward, but was stopped by Wang Qingsheng and said, "Little boy, I apologize for the ignorant Ishikawa, do you think it's feasible?"

The young man had a gloomy face and said coldly: "Who do you think you are? Let me give you face!"

Wang Qingsheng hurriedly made amends, Wang Shichuan felt very uncomfortable when he saw his family uncle like this, this is his family, the few family members left by the Wang family, and he can't see him being so humble to others.

"Patriarch, you don't have to do this, let's go. Wang Shichuan pulled Wang Qingsheng and was about to leave.

Suddenly, the people around the young man moved, blocking the road in front of him, and looked at the two of them coldly.

Wang Qingsheng has no strength, and now he is not as good as Wang Shichuan, but the other party is a treasure mirror, and he immediately felt a strong depressing aura.

"I said, will you go?" the young man was murderous.

Wang Shichuan wanted to say something, but after being pulled down by Wang Qingsheng, he squeezed out a smile and said, "Little boy, Ishikawa really has no intention of offending, so you can raise your hand once." ”

"Yes! Kneel down for me and kowtow three times. The boy laughed.

"Poof!", Wang Qingsheng knelt down without hesitation, slammed his head on the ground, and made a dull sound.

One time......

Two ......

Three times ......

Every time, Wang Shichuan's heart beat wildly, he looked at the patriarch and uncle blankly, and tears could no longer help welling up.

Wang Qingsheng's forehead was full of blood, and he got up and pulled the depressed Wang Shichuan away.

However, the Ten Thousand Souls disciples who blocked their way still refused to get out of the way.

"Little boy, who are you?" Wang Qingsheng's face was ugly.

"Did I say that I would let you go if you kowtowed? I kowtowed very quickly just now, and I haven't heard enough of it, so I will kowtow a hundred more. The boy laughed.

Wang Qingsheng's body trembled, he was already a little old, with white water chestnut hair, and there was still blood on his forehead at this time, which was extremely embarrassed.

Even the surrounding bystanders felt that they were too bullying, but the other party was a person from the Ten Thousand Souls Holy Land, and that force even the Tianli Divine Kingdom was afraid of the great forces of the ages, they didn't dare to speak, they could only watch.

"I'm fighting with you. ”

Wang Shichuan roared angrily, and the Treasure Mirror Double Heavenly Cultivation erupted and rushed towards the young man.

Wang Qingsheng wanted to stop it, but it was too late, and he was shocked.

"Ishikawa, don't!"

But! Where can Wang Shichuan listen, he is very angry now, and he wants to kill the guy who shamed Wang Qingsheng in front of him.

The young man sneered, he was young, but he was ruthless, and he was already planning to give Wang Shichuan a good look.

Suddenly, a figure descended from the sky, stopped Wang Shichuan, and held him down.

Wang Shichuan glanced at the visitor, and said with red eyes: "Uncle Yichao, don't stop me, I'm going to kill him." ”

"Nonsense. Wang Yichao scolded.

Wang Shichuan respected Wang Yichao the most, and although he was angry, he still quieted down.

Wang Yichao glanced at his eldest brother Wang Qingsheng, his eyes were also flashing with anger, and he forcibly suppressed him, and said: "Be a man and leave a line, we don't want to cause trouble, please let us leave." ”

"Haha...... A bun of dirt and mountain buns, I don't want to cause trouble! But that kid scared me just now, this matter is not over. ”

"You!" Wang Yichao clenched his fists.

"Break each of their legs for me. The young man smiled lightly.

"One day, take Ishikawa and go to the palace. Wang Qingsheng hugged a person next to him and yelled.

However, where could he keep the other party? There was too much difference in strength, and he was immediately shocked and flew out, spurting blood, and fell to the ground.

"Big brother. ”

"Uncle Patriarch. ”

"Hmph! Break two ...... each," the boy sneered.

Before he finished speaking, his voice immediately froze, as if something was in his throat, because behind him, an extremely terrifying killing intent enveloped him!

Mu Yan's face changed in shock, he had never felt it, such a terrifying killing intent almost suffocated him to death.

He immediately turned around, but was grabbed by the neck by a large hand and lifted up.

"Whose leg are you going to break?"

The person who came was Wang Fan, because the killing intent was too strong, and the hearts of the surrounding crowd were beating wildly, as if they were going to stop in the next moment, and there was no sound.

"Let Yan Shao go. ”

The people who surrounded Wang Yichao immediately rushed over.

However, with a wave of Wang Fan's hand, his fingertips were like sword blades, and a sword was drawn, and everyone who pounced on him was directly cut off a leg, and they all fell to the ground and screamed.

Wang Fan threw the young Mu Yan on the ground and stepped on his delicate cheek, making him unable to move.

However, he looked at Wang Yichao and Wang Shichuan and smiled lightly: "I'm sorry, it's too late." ”

"Brother Wang Fan!" Wang Shichuan shouted excitedly.

Wang Yichao's body trembled, he remained calm, but in his eyes, he could see excitement, and nodded slightly towards Wang Fan.