"Haha, this kid from the Wang family has the potential to be a scum, I like it very much. ”

Kunyangzi screamed strangely, causing Mo Xiaolou to roll his eyes, and looked sideways at Jiang Yifei beside him, and sure enough, after being strongly stimulated, the young man seemed to be really angry......

This is a good momentum, and the corners of Mo Xiaolou's mouth rose.

The kid of the Wang family, this move is tantamount to angering a tiger cub who was originally a little timid, at this moment, even he began to faintly look forward to it, when this tiger cub first woke up, and fought back with anger, how would the other party deal with it, or ...... How to escape?

"Wang, Fan!"

Jiang Yifei's eyes were about to split, his back to the panicked gaze of the clansmen, and he glared at the rebellious young man opposite.

"Don't deceive people too much!"

"What, are you dissatisfied with my proposal!?" Facing Jiang Yifei's cold gaze, Wang Fan's face sank, and his attitude as a gentleman was obvious, and the monks in the late stage of Qi cultivation could not talk about momentum at all, but he had a good identity, he was born in a powerful family, and he naturally had a little prestige.

Seeing that the little young master was already angry, the two fusion stage monks beside him immediately came out of the ranks. In the next second, the majestic coercion poured out like a tidal wave, acting on the Jiang family.

Suddenly, everyone's complexion changed greatly, and one by one they only felt that their chests were like being blunt, continuous, and the blood of the direct sect was rolling, and they almost wanted to be disgusted.

Those who cultivate to a lowly level can't even stand steadily, and their bodies are shaky, as if there is an abyss under them, and they step on the air with one foot, crumbling, and falling crookedly.

The momentum of the monks in the fusion period was so terrifying that people suddenly faced the turbulent waves, and suddenly went deep into the center of the whirlpool, and there was nothing to help themselves.

In the Jiang family's camp, Jiang Shenbei is the only one other than Mo Xiaolou and Xiao Hei who is not affected by this spiritual pressure, Rao is so, but his expression is also quite ugly, for a while, he is resentful in his heart, angry with himself, he can only watch his clansmen suffer this great humiliation but can not do anything.

"Look, look at it, people are pretending to be this!hey!"

Looking at the two little guys in front of him, who were obviously only in the fusion period, he was stunned to create the aura of Yuanying's great power, and for a while, Kunyangzi felt that the past years were in vain.

Mo Xiaolou just smiled slightly, his eyes still on Jiang Yifei.

After these few days of cultivation, the young man is no longer what he used to be, and among the many children in the Qi refining period, he is the only one who is still awake, gritting his teeth and holding on without wavering.

"Actually, I'm giving you hope, isn't I?"

Seeing that everyone in the Jiang family was humiliated, Wang Fan unhurriedly raised his hand to signal the two Dharma Protectors to stop the pressure, and immediately sneered.

"If you don't accept this plan, you have to accept it!" he raised his voice.

"Got it......"

Jiang Shenbei lowered his head, his expression was gloomy, and he turned to Jiang Die'er and said, "Call all the elders of my clan, all the women, children and children who are not working, as well as the strong men and wounded who are cultivating at home, to watch the battle here!"

Wang Fan's smile was even bigger.

He likes this feeling of oppressing people with power and making people subservient, looking down on the world like an emperor, and controlling the life and death of others.

"It's been pushed so much, I hope my Wang family can prosper for a long time, otherwise once it shows a decline, this Jiang family will inevitably fight back desperately. ”

Looking at Jiang Shenbei's cold face, the fusion period protector Wang Yuanshan on the side couldn't help but be secretly worried, there is no doubt that this Jiang family seems to be helpless on the outside, but in fact, the hatred for the Wang family is beyond measure, if you don't control the proportions, it is likely to jump off the wall in a hurry.

At present, it seems that between the two sides, there is no end to death, and if it cannot be suppressed for a long time, the consequences will be unimaginable.

"When this is over, I must make it clear to the head of the family, find an excuse to do Jiang Shenbei as soon as possible, and never suffer in the future!"

Looking at the Jiang family opposite, Wang Yuanshan thought in his heart.

In the end, the remaining seven Jiang family elders were all counted, and even the great elder of the old ancestor who was about to die was carried in a sedan chair, his body was withered, his hair was sparse, and his face was full of tan old age spots, and he sat tremblingly at the chief, looking at the Wang family's proud face numbly with those faint old eyes.

After learning of Wang Fan's proposal, the Jiang family, who had just arrived, suddenly looked like ashes, and even burst into a rage, or hugged their heads and cried.

"The workload has forced us to exhaust ourselves from staying up all night, and we have doubled it again......"

"Is this trying to kill us!?"

"It's just a momentary battle of will, why should we be implicated, it's better to kill us!"

Despair and the bitterness that comes with it pervade the crowd.

"Ignorant child, you have nothing to fight for, but it hurts my Jiang family!"

Finally, a Jiang family elder couldn't bear it anymore and complained, alluding to Jiang Yifei's youth and ignorance.

As soon as these words came out, it was like a drop of water in a hot oil pot, and the angry and accusatory glances and whispers were like sharp knives, stabbing Jiang Yifei fiercely in the heart.

That feeling...... What is it?

Jiang Yifei seemed to be falling into the abyss, unable to even grasp a life-saving straw, suffocated, desperate, and helpless, all of them surged into his heart at this moment, madly impacting his still immature ambition.

"Hmph, look at the faces of these people, they claim to be good, but in fact, once their own interests are involved, their selfish and ugly nature is fully revealed. It's all his slut!"

This scene seemed to touch a certain nerve in Kunyangzi's heart, making him scold.

"Such a family that faces oppression by power, but only knows how to protect itself and blame each other, deserves to be oppressed for generations!"

Hearing this, Mo Xiaolou also moved in his heart, and said with a smile: "You Kunyangzi will also be uneven?"

In a sense, he and Kunyangzi's primordial spirit have become one, and they will more or less perceive each other emotionally. Since Beihai, it was the first time since Beihai that Mo Xiaolou saw Kun Yangzi indignant because of his sympathy for others, and he was quite surprised.

It seems that this demon is also a man with a story......

However, how do you choose, Jiang Yifei?

Mo Xiaolou's complexion returned to peace again.

Is it to strengthen the belief and step out of the road against the world that belongs to you, or under the blow of the hot and cold world, your heart is like ashes, slumped, and reduced to an erosive walking corpse, just like ......

Is it the same as the Jiang family now?

Mo Xiaolou couldn't have imagined that it was originally just a robbery plan to fish in troubled waters, but now it has become a fight, no matter what, since the world calls me scum, then I will take the Wang family!

"Now that everyone is here, ...... Let's get started!"

Wang Fan twisted his neck left and right, his hands intertwined, and the bone joints were crackled.

He slowly stood up from the seat with a cruel smile, and stretched out his index finger to Jiang Yifei, who was silent on the opposite side, and hooked: "You, come up!"

As he spoke, he leaped high and moved up, his hands behind his back, and he landed on the ancient ring in the valley.

At this time, everyone's eyes suddenly focused on Jiang Yifei, who was still silent.