Chapter Seventy-Five: Forcibly Robbed

With a bang, all eyes couldn't help but look at him, and at this moment, the monks remembered who was the protagonist here.

The young man in black also looked back and was stunned.

The corners of Jiuyan's mouth smiled slightly, his eyes scanned everyone, but his eyes fell on the young man in black.

All the monks paused, and an uproar rang out.

"Could it be that he is also from the Stone People?"

"Impossible?"

"Such a black stone man?"

The monks were stunned, and they couldn't help but be stunned, at this moment, Jiuyan stood up, and really responded to the young man of the Shiren clan, all of which were connected to make people think about it.

The old man's face was slightly cold, and he looked at the fifth Ruoshi with some ugliness.

At this moment, Jiuyan suddenly stood up, which made people scratch their heads, and his existence was so embarrassing, which made the old man a little embarrassed.

"Let him go" Jiuyan said softly, there was no trace of color in his black eyes, everything seemed so natural, as if this was how it should be.

All paused, and their faces were a little unnatural.

"Do you know what you're talking about?" the fifth poet said coldly, at this moment, his voice was cold, cold and suffocating, and his bright eyes were full of coldness.

"What is cause and effect, and bear your own fault," Jiuyan shook his head and walked quietly.

"You're just a cultivator, what can you do if you cross the catastrophe?" the old man stepped forward, his tone aggressive, and he squinted at Jiuyan.

As soon as the old man's words came out, the atmosphere condensed for a moment, and all the monks did not dare to gasp, yes, there is no background in the first order of the cultivation realm, even if he cultivates any ancient cultivation methods, can he turn the sky upside down? In this continent, the great clan family is heaven.

The monks did not dare to speak out, and sighed in their hearts, the times have become like this, maybe a hero is needed, but who dares to really stand up.

"Do you two think the same?" Jiuyan turned his head and asked the two young masters of the family, the corners of his mouth smiled lightly, indescribably harmonious.

But when it fell into the eyes of the two young masters of the family, there was suddenly a feeling of wandering, which instantly made the hearts of the two young masters of the family skip a beat, and at this time, the eyes of the two young masters of the family showed hesitation, which was a scene that was difficult to decide.

Because they all represent the family, even if they don't admit it, none of this can be developed.

"The fifth family is right!!" Young Master Hao Qi laughed, his eyes became cold, and he immediately walked over with his entourage.

At this moment, only Ren Qilin was left behind Jiuyan, he stood there quietly, his face returned to normal slightly, and he showed a smile: "The decision I made does not represent the family, I am just me, a bystander" After speaking, he silently stepped aside.

After hearing this, Jiuyan smiled, then turned around again and looked at the people of the two families silently.

"Brother Tai, what's your name?" Jiuyan spoke, he looked at the young man in black, and always felt that his intention was unknown, but he couldn't say it.

"Down, practice the sand," said the black-clothed young man, who looked at Jiuyan and then walked over as well.

"Who called you?" said Jiuyan in a way that only two people could hear.

"Revenge" practiced the sand color road.

"Ahem" A cough sounded in the crowd at this moment, followed by a young man, who walked out quietly.

He was dressed in plain clothes, exuding an ordinary temperament, like a child of a mortal family, frugal and frugal, with black hair and shawl, covering some faces, and a pair of calm eyes exposed, as if there was no trace of waves in the big things.

He walked quietly, his ordinary body, only one meter seven high, placed in the sea of people, but a mortal, no one would think that he would be a monk.

Ren Qilin's brow jumped, staring at him.

"It's him" someone recognized.

"The Second Young Master of the Ren Family"

"It's good now, two of the five young masters of the Ren family are here"

All the monks watched the scene of the show, and they all looked at the two young people of the Ren family.

In order for their family to be strong, each big family will select several talented disciples to serve as the young masters of the family from a young age, and start cultivating from a young child, but the ranking of each young master is based on strength.

The cruelty of reality, the indifference of the times, every young master of the family for himself, in order to inherit the power of the family, began to carry out a ruthless struggle, even if you don't want to be the young master, but as long as the clan passes, even if you are at the end of the line, there will be people who continue to challenge you, until you can't stand up, he will take your place.

This is the rule of survival of the big clan families in the South Continent, everyone knows it.

Since the second young master of the Ren family appeared, Ren Qilin gritted his teeth and stared at him, his eyes wantonly revealing killing intent, as if he was going to swallow the man alive.

Jiuyan glanced at it, just saw Ren Qilin's expression, thoughtful, and then set his eyes on the second young master of the Ren family.

"Hand over your cultivation method" The second young master of the Ren family came up with such a sentence, his tone was full of the tone of a superior person, and his calm eyes crossed a line of indifference, as if a generation of people in power was talking to Jiuyan.

The atmosphere was cold, and in just a few minutes from the time he came on the field, his eyes were finally on Jiuyan's body, and he didn't even glance at Ren Qilin.

"Hehe, how can you be embarrassed to let you do this kind of thing alone?"

"I think, our fifth family also has this meaning" The fifth Ruoshi came in a white dress.

"Little brother, you have to understand that a powerful cultivation method will only bring you disaster, so why don't you let it go?" the old man said.

Jiuyan frowned, he shook his hand, he didn't say anything after all, his eyes swept the crowd calmly, and finally stopped his gaze on the second young master of the Ren family.

"If you hand over the cultivation method, I promise to keep you alive," the second young master of the Ren family whispered, his calm eyes peering at Jiuyan.

"I wonder why?" Jiuyan chuckled, seemingly not worried about the problems of the three families.

"Because you're weak," replied simply.

"Oh?" Jiuyan raised his voice, his eyes narrowed: "What if I don't want to?" After speaking, he glanced at the fifth Ruoshi, such a mind can also be the position of the young master, and it seems that the fifth family is also a group of cerebral palsy goods.

Although she is a beauty, everyone wants to take a look, and even pounce on it, Jiuyan is also a man, and he also has **, but when he threatens Jiuyan, he will kill without hesitation, at this moment, he only looks at the fifth Ruoshi with appreciation.

"What are you looking at?" Fifth Ruoshi noticed Jiuyan's gaze, his face was slightly angry, he gritted his teeth lightly, and subconsciously avoided Jiuyan's gaze.

"I'm curious, how did you get to the position of young master?" finally Jiuyan couldn't help but say it.

"What does it have to do with you?" said the fifth Ruoshi angrily.

At this moment, everyone was shocked, when would the woman who was like the daughter of the gods show such a posture?

"Damn, is her face red?"

"Impossible?"

"Eun read it wrong"

The two obscene cultivators secretly discussed, staring at the fifth Ruoshi's eyes and shining brightly.

"You don't have any fart except for being good-looking," Jiuyan said seriously.

The monks were stunned.

The people of the three families were also stunned.

Fifth, if the poet is also stunned.

Everyone looked at Jiuyan blankly.

"Ahh

bang

Jiuyan didn't care who she was, her palm fingers stretched out, and a sealing power gushed out, and she shot out sharply.

rumble

Fifth, Ruoshi was invincible, and was shot out by Jiuyan's powerful force, and his face was embarrassed for a while.

hiss

All the monks were shocked, it was a life cultivation, but it was also a life cultivation, and it was slapped away by a monk of the first order of cultivation realm, just a palm.

At this moment, the monks' eyes gradually showed something strange when they looked at Jiu Yan.

The old man shouted loudly, and galloped over at the moment, holding the fifth Ruoshi.

And the people of the two families in the field frowned deeply.

On a mountain peak.

The old man shook his hand in an instant and took the initiative to speak: "Do you see it, do you feel something?"

"Master" Several young monks bowed their heads: "We didn't see it"

"At that moment, it was that moment, there was a beating in my blood" The old man's face turned red, and he was very excited.

"Do you dare to do this, it turns out that you have practiced ancient martial arts," there was an old man in the crowd who said secretly.

"I must get my hands on this cultivation method" The second young man of the Ren family sneered, staring at Jiuyan as if he was staring at his prey, his gaze was very casual.

And the seventh young master of the Hao family also shook his hand, if I can get it, then the Hao family will be mine, the ancient cultivation method, the seventh young master of the Hao family sneered in his heart.

"What, do you want to get it?" Jiuyan's black eyes quietly scanned everyone.

All the monks paused, unconsciously avoiding Jiuyan's gaze.

"I said, you have to hand over the cultivation method," the second young master of the Ren family stood up, his tone full of powerful and unquestionable flavor.

The seven young masters of the Hao family also stood up silently, and the second young master of the Ren family looked at each other, and then stared at Jiuyan together.

Jiuyan was silent, his eyes looking at the fifth Ruoshi and the old man.

"It's too bullying, this is the family," many monks cursed quietly.

"We can't change it, after all, they are all big families, what can we do?"

The actions of the three families inadvertently aroused the disgust of the monks.

Not far away, the old man walked softly, looking at Jiuyan coldly: "I don't know how to live."

"If you want si, it's also you" Jiuyan ignored their eyes, chuckled, and said very casually.

"You!!" the people of the three families all looked calm and shook their hands gently.

"The people of the fifth family, all retreat" At this delicate moment, the order of the fifth poetry sounded.

"What's going on?" the monks were puzzled.

The old man paused, and slowly turned his head: "Young master, if you kill him, you can get the ancient cultivation method, and then you will be able to really take power."

The old man's voice was a little hurried, and he didn't expect that the young master of her fifth family would choose to give up at this moment.

However, the fifth Ruoshi did not explain anything: "Doesn't my words work?" Her voice was a little cold.

The old man was not distracted, and was just about to open his mouth to persuade.

"What I said, is it useless?" Fifth Ruoshi was slightly angry, and her tone was very cold.

This scene made the monks swallow their throats, and they were silent one by one, and they didn't dare to take a breath.

However, Jiu Yan's heart jumped, and he glanced at the fifth Ruoshi very casually.

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