"Pavilion master, I Han Ding'an's godson has no way, I am willing to give an explanation to the Hundred Poison Gate, I hope that the pavilion master can help his subordinates save Qing'er's life, and his subordinates are grateful for their lives!"

"What do you mean by that?" Seeing Han Dingan silently pull out his sword and put it across his neck, Zhao Yi frowned slightly, and said with a little dissatisfaction, "Are you trying to threaten me with your own life?"

"The subordinates don't dare, but Qing'er's big mistake has been made, if they don't give an explanation to the Hundred Poison Gate, they won't let this matter go easily!" Looking at the direction where Jiang Liping was, Han Dingan shook his head silently, and then said with a fearless face, "Pavilion Master, let your subordinates compensate themselves, so that they have no reason to make a move!"

"Han Ding'an, put away your set, it's your son who killed people, not you, your life is worthless to our Hundred Poison Sect!" Pointing in the direction of Han Wenqing, Jiang Liping said coldly, "And I just want him!"

"Lord Jiangmen, you have to be forgiving and forgiving!" Standing up silently, Zhao Yi quietly looked at the other party, and after a while, he said lightly, "This is my Treasure Pavilion, not your Hundred Poison Gate!"

"Hmph, is it?" With a cold snort, Jiang Liping looked back at the surroundings, and his eyes suddenly became extremely sharp, "Where are the disciples of the Hundred Poison Sect?"

"The disciple is here!"

"If someone dares to kill our disciples of the Hundred Poison Sect, what do you say?"

"Kill, kill, kill!" Dozens of high-pitched voices mixed together with a thick murderous aura, forming a terrifying threat that made everyone who approached them retreat!

"Okay, what a hundred poison gates!" Facing the frontal impact of the combined momentum of dozens of masters of the hundred poison sect, Zhao Yi's face was slightly pale, and his palms couldn't help but clench into fists, "Master Jiangmen, do you really think that my treasure pavilion is easy to bully?"

"Father!" Han Wenqing next to him also seemed to be a little frightened, stumbling and falling to the ground, looking at Han Dingan next to him. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info Han Wenqing quickly crawled over, grabbed Han Ding'an's sword across his neck, and cried loudly, "Father, Pavilion Master, he is going to rush in and kill me, I was just defending myself just now, what's wrong with this, what's wrong!"

"Rebel, shut up, do you know how much trouble you have caused the Pavilion Master?"

"Father!" quietly took out a dagger from his arms and put it on the side of his neck, Han Wenqing looked coldly at the people of the Hundred Poison Gate and said, "One person does things and one person is responsible, I do the thing, I am willing to bear it with all my might!"

"Qing'er, put down the dagger, put it down!"

"Father, I've done so much these days. The Hundred Poison Gate will not let me go, only if I take on this matter myself, the matter can be over!"

"Han Wenqing, you put down the dagger!" Seeing the dagger raised by Han Wenqing, Jiang Liping's performance seemed to be more fierce than Han Ding'an's, "If you don't let go, I will definitely repay your father a hundredfold! You should know my temper, I will do what I say about this matter!"

"What do you want?"

"You should know what I mean, obediently follow me to the Hundred Poison Gate, otherwise if I step on the Treasure Pavilion, your father and that little pavilion master will be subject to the most cruel punishment of my Hundred Poison Gate!"

"I won't go back with you, I'd rather die!" It seemed that he was forced to be a little miserable, and he seemed to think of something terrible, Han Wenqing's expression suddenly became excited, his face was full of hideousness, and he was about to swing the dagger sideways as he struggled. But at this moment, an arm suddenly appeared and grabbed the dagger in his hand!

"Pavilion Master!" Looking up and seeing Zhao Yi's face, Han Wenqing was unwilling and a little lonely, and shouted loudly, "Do you also want to hand me over to the Hundred Poison Gate?"

"Wrong, big mistake!" Shaking his head, Zhao Yi forcibly broke off the dagger in Han Wenqing's hand and threw it far away, and then said softly, "I just don't want anything unpleasant to happen when my Treasure Pavilion opens, I'll settle accounts with you later, but now, you stand aside obediently for me!"

"Master Jiangmen, you have gone too far in this matter!" Looking at Jiang Liping quietly, Zhao Yi said lightly, "I don't welcome you Hundred Poison Sect in the Treasure Pavilion, please go out!"

"Go out?" A thick mockery couldn't help but appear on his face, followed by a cold and piercing killing intent, Jiang Liping unceremoniously said coldly to Zhao Yi, "The matter of my Hundred Poison Gate has not been resolved, you let me go like this, what kind of face do I have in my Hundred Poison Sect to rule this place." Do you know that no one in the City of Chaos has dared to talk to me like that!"

"Hundred Poison Sect disciples listen to orders!" Pointing his finger in Han Wenqing's direction, Jiang Liping shouted loudly, "Arrest this murderer for me!"

"Yes!" With a loud shout, dozens of masters of the Hundred Poison Sect who came with Jiang Liping stepped forward at the same time. With the movements of the masters of the Hundred Poison Sect, these people around couldn't help but change their complexions, and they all retreated.

The Hundred Poison Sect is different from other sects, they play with poison, this thing is not easy to control and the lethality is huge. If these poisons are not controlled properly and spread and hurt them, then there will be no place to reason!

"Stubborn!" Looking at the movements of the masters of the Hundred Poison Sect, Zhao Yi didn't feel the slightest nervousness, just said quietly to the side, "Fu Bo, since they don't want to go out, then please invite them out!"

"Yes, Pavilion Master!" As soon as Zhao Yi's words fell, a cold voice appeared, and then a figure appeared in front of everyone's eyes before everyone could react. Everyone only felt a flower in front of them, and they didn't know when there would be such a person in front of them.

Walking forward slowly, Fauber didn't seem to have any momentum up and down, some were just mediocre as ordinary, and there seemed to be a trace of smoothness on his face. Walking forward, Fu Bo just quietly rushed to the people of the Hundred Poison Gate and said loudly, "The pavilion master has an order, and those who dare to take a step forward will die!"

"Kill!" ignoring Fu Bo's warning, the masters of the Hundred Poison Sect around him still flocked to him. Jiang Liping had not ordered a retreat, so they could not take a step back. What's more, in their opinion, the old man on the other side is at most a little better, nothing at all!

"Alas!" With a slight sigh, Fauber's figure suddenly disappeared, making the people who had just rushed up on the opposite side seem to punch the cotton. But then the hidden weapons in the sky suddenly appeared, and each hidden weapon seemed to contain the power of ten thousand jun. Just a slight touch, the sword breaks and passes through the chest.

In a short time, everyone who had just rushed up was shot almost instantly. The old man, dressed as a butler, slowly walked forward again. The masters of the Hundred Poison Sect who had not yet rushed forward retreated step by step, and they no longer dared to step forward easily.

As the old man walked forward step by step, a majestic momentum slowly came out of his body, enveloping everyone. Under this momentum, it was as if the surrounding space was frozen, and everyone seemed to feel trapped in a quagmire, and their whole body was bound, and even breathing was a little difficult.

"The pavilion master has an order, you are not welcome here, hurry up!"

"Back to basics?" Feeling the terrifying aura of the old man opposite, cold sweat couldn't help but run down his forehead. As the old man slipped down, Jiang Liping felt as if his heart had been pounded. Not only was his body stiff and seemed to be unable to move, but even his voice trembled a little.

"Zong, Grandmaster Master!"