"Nothing... It's nothing... ”

Song Chao'an replied resignedly, not daring to look at Chen Jiu.

"Oh, come here. ”

Chen Jiu slowly put down the teacup, and his slender fingers gently hooked, as if he was holding something intangible.

A wisp of ink-colored imperial qi popped out from the tip of his index finger, and if there was nothing, it was like a fresh breeze, facing Song Qian. Song Chao'an felt this fleeting terrifying coercion, and his fat body trembled involuntarily, trembling, and his eyes were bloodshot.

"Uhh ”

Like a rope, and like an aggressive poisonous snake, Song Qian only felt that wisp of imperial qi was ferociously wrapped around his body, like a strong force restraining him. Coupled with the inky black imperial qi as hot as a fire, and like a greedy gluttony, devouring the imperial qi he released to protect his body like a wolf, Song Qian was really miserable.

My son。。。

Song Chaoan turned his head, he really saw it in his eyes and was anxious in his heart, as if that wisp of imperial qi was tied to him.

Seeing that Chen Jiu worked again, Song Qian was like a walking corpse, although he tried his best to resist, he still inevitably moved over step by step.

"Don't deceive people too much!"

Song Chao'an suddenly became imposing at this time, and faced him head-on, confronting Chen Jiu's sharp aura.

"Be obedient, I'm too lazy to bully you. ”

Chen Jiu said with a smile, and with a wave of his right hand, he dragged Song Qian more quickly this time, and came to the coffee table.

Bastard... Get out!

Song Chao'an thought like this, first squatted slightly, and then a large piece of white gas rose between his feet, and his figure disappeared like a cannon into the sky, and everything in this private room was also blown to pieces in an instant.

"My son, run!"

It was too late, it was fast, only to hear Song Chao'an shout, and his figure suddenly flashed on Chen Jiu's right side. The lightning speed distorted and blurred the space underground.

A section of the royal ladder?

Interesting!

Although Chen Jiu was shocked for a moment, he quickly came back to his senses.

Things are getting more and more interesting...

There must be something in this Song family!

Thinking about it, Chen Jiu then loosened his restraints on Song Qian, turned his hands over and over, and quickly formed a few handprints.

Song Chao'an was already extremely close, and it could be seen that he was holding a dagger with his hands together. There are countless strange lines on this dagger, and it shines with white light, like the light of day. Wrapped in a scorching wave of air, Song Chao'an's blow took the lead. The dagger is sharp, and its imperial spirit is swirling, like a creeper on the old wall, densely covered with this dagger.

"I'll fight with you!"

Song Chao'an's fat trouser legs trembled, only to see his legs fluttering, and a large piece of white gas surging from behind him, he took advantage of this force, and his speed soared again. His hands clenched tighter, and his drooping beer belly also converged, holding his breath and concentrating, like a thick thorn, piercing Chen Jiu.

In Song Chao'an's opinion, Chen Jiu's butcher's knife was on the waist of Moyun Gongzi, and it seemed that he had no weapon on his body. And at this speed, Chen Jiu didn't have time to defend at all. Therefore, he was aiming at Chen Jiu's head at this time, and he felt that this move could hurt the latter and allow Song Qian to escape.

Hey...

As the sharp edge of the dagger got closer and closer to Chen Jiu's right temple, he began to have a hunch that he had already succeeded.

Boom...

A loud bang brought countless ripples, layers of echoes, and it was unimaginable that Song Chao'an's sharp edge came to an abrupt end, only a few fingers away from his goal.

For a while, the violent fluctuations shook and finally broke free, and Song Qian, who had already run a few steps, fell to the ground.

"You don't think you have any teammates on board?"

Moyun Gongzi appeared behind Song Qian in the blink of an eye, held down his hand, and performed a grappling technique, which immediately buckled his shoulder.

Song Chao'an looked at the real emperor in front of him, condensed into the appearance of a knife, no different from a human butcher's knife. And no matter how hard he tried, stabbing and stabbing and chopping, not only could he not break through, but even the human butcher's knife transformed by the emperor's qi did not fade a little. He was dumbfounded. As his strength wore out, he knew he was going to get cold.

Chen Jiu didn't speak, his right hand raised lightly. At this time, it was not just the human butcher's knife, from behind him, the majestic imperial qi was actually a human butcher's knife that suddenly condensed countless imperial qi.

Chen Jiu's right hand clenched into a fist slightly, and a trace of dark red flames swept across the butcher's knife of the heavenly people. It's all in the same mold, as if carved out of the same mold.

Like a galloping cavalry regiment charging, the mighty sound of the ink-colored blade was like a hurricane passing through, easily tearing through the thin defense of Song Chao'an's body like window paper. All leaning on the latter.

Bang...

Song Chaoan was thrown heavily on a pillar and fell unconscious.

This breath is not even as big as the ninth rank of the Great Knight?

When he attacked Song Chao'an earlier, Chen Jiu suddenly realized this. When he first saw this Song Chao'an, he was the peak of the Great Knight's cultivation, but he hit a blow comparable to the first stage of the King Rank, and after that, his cultivation even fell to the eighth stage of the Great Knight.

It's kind of interesting!

In order to find out this, Chen Jiu withdrew his hand at that time, and just knocked Song Chaoan unconscious.

"The second stage of the royal rank?"

Moyun Gongzi suddenly secretly transmitted his voice and said angrily:

"You secretly advanced again, don't you tell the old man?"

“。。。 ”

Chen Jiu was speechless, Mo Yun was now a part of him, and he could feel his cultivation aura through his bloodline at any time. And Mo Yun has been transformed in the past few days, maybe he was negligent in noticing...

Do you want to turn a knife into a knife? . .

Moyun Gongzi speculated about Chen Jiu's previous attack, Chen Jiu's fusion of spiritual power and imperial energy, supplemented by the increase brought by his own state of mind, can be said to be extremely subtle.

Although it is different from the entity, it is better than the entity.

"Hmm... Dad... ”

Song Qian was writhing frantically, trying to break free from the shackles of Mo Yun Gongzi, but Mo Yun was also a half-step king-level cultivator, and he struck first, and his struggle was naturally to no avail.

Not far away, there were more than a dozen powerhouses of the Jingyi Alliance, all of whom had great knight cultivators, all of whom looked at Chen Jiu in fear.

"You're going to try to move this seat again! Kneel!"

As soon as he was distracted just now, Mo Yun was kicked twice by Song Qian in a hurry, how could he bear such an insult? So he pulled out a butcher's knife with his right hand and put it on the back of Song Qian's neck, and his left hand still grabbed the latter's shoulder and pressed Song Qian to the ground.

"Chen Jiu, you're here to kill me!"

Although Song Qian was oppressed, but seeing Song Chao'an fall in the distance, he was already red-eyed:

"Thirty years in Hedong, thirty years in Hexi, you killed me! You killed me! What kind of man are you!"

Song Qian howled there, Chen Jiu didn't pay attention to it, just sat down, his right hand went up again, and a large number of people butcher knives suddenly flew towards the Jingyi League powerhouse who was surrounding him.

"Get out. ”

The planks on the ground were blown to pieces and dusty. Chen Jiu was about to attack again, and the group immediately scattered in fright.

Now, only Chen Jiu, Mo Yun, Song Qian, and the unconscious Song Chao'an are left underground.

"Come on, do it... Soldiers can be killed, but not humiliated... ”

Song Qian was still roaring, and as he spoke, he was about to hit his head on the ground, and he was about to use the butcher's knife in Mo Yun's hand to wipe his neck and cut himself off.

"It's annoying. ”

Chen Jiu said, once again emitting a wisp of imperial qi, tying Song Qian's hands and feet to the ground firmly, and falling to the ground, unable to move.

"I won't give in!"

"Chen Jiu, you despicable villain, villain... ”

"Villain, traitor, slut!"

。。。 (The words here are too radical and will not be narrated)

Seeing that Song Qian was still scolding, Chen Jiu really had nothing to say, obedient and obedient, and he wouldn't do anything to you, and besides, Song Chao'an was the first to do it...

Minutes and seconds passed, two hours later...

A new table had already been moved, Chen Jiu was chatting and drinking tea, and Mo Yun Gongzi came back with boiling water.

"Finally stop screaming, aren't you a good boy?"

Mo Yun kicked Song Qian's abdomen with all his might, causing the latter to scream in pain.

"Isn't it very backbone? Come on, come on, give you the knife, give me death!"

Mo Yun said, throwing the butcher's knife on the ground.

Song Qian just wanted to stretch out his hand weakly, but it seemed that there were only a few fingers on his whole body that were still at his disposal.

“。。。 ”

He spat out a few slurred words. At this time, the wisp of imperial energy that was bound to Song Qian's body, and belonged to Chen Jiu, had already dissipated. However, for two hours, he was almost eroded and collapsed, even if he wanted to die, he had no strength.

"Lift him up. ”

Chen Jiu said, and Mo Yun pulled Song Qian up and asked him to sit against the wall.

"I don't like to talk to grumpy people. ”

Chen Jiu said, grabbing his right hand weakly, and pulled Song Chaoan, who was still unconscious, to his eyes.

"The Lord just knocked your father unconscious. This seat is really embarrassing for you, you have also cultivated to the peak of the great knight, come on, come on, look at his breath. ”

Mo Yun then took action to relieve the imperial qi left by Chen Jiu in Song Chao'an's body, took a pot of tea on the table, and poured it down.

"Hmm... ”

After a few breaths, the fat-headed and big-eared Song Chaoan sat up a little dazedly, and Mo Yun slapped Song Qian in the face and sneered:

"You see, your father is not alive and well, so you have to howl for two hours!

Song Qian lowered his head a little weakly, and Mo Yun didn't say anything more, and sat down beside Chen Jiu.

"Ouch... Two adults... Spare your life... Ouch... My life is miserable... ”

Song Chao'an directly lay on the ground and couldn't get up, crying:

"Four generations of my family have been passed down alone... I have an eighty-year-old mother... There's a three-year-old child below... Ouch... Two adults are okay... Let the villain live... ”

Song Qian is a three-year-old like that? Chen Jiu thought a little speechlessly.

Anyway, how did such a weak father give birth to such a strong son?

Mo Yun Gongzi thought, laughing and not saying a word.

After waiting for two hours, he was not in a hurry for a while, so Chen Jiuren Song Chaoan cried for a while before he spoke:

"I've already said it. Isn't it good to be obedient?"

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