Sword knocks the door of heaven

Chapter 617 Eight Meridians Cannot Represent Yanzhou
"Offend Xianmeng, offend Hell, what do you think I should do to your people?

Wen Huazi straightened his face.

Sang Xiaoman's expression of not taking himself seriously made him a little unhappy.

"Has Senior Wen Huazi ever thought about how you could belong to my Sang family?"

Sang Xiaoman took a step forward inadvertently with his long legs, folded his arms and raised his head to look at Wen Huazi with an imposing manner.

"How about your Sang family? Hehe, what a joke, in front of Xianmeng, what is your Sang family? What are you, Sang Xiaoman?"

A remnant of autumn water already made Wen Huazi feel depressed, but now seeing Sang Xiaoman, a little girl who is "a fox pretending to be a tiger", she dared to boss him around and shouted at him, and his cloud boat was close in front of him, so he couldn't help it now. No longer being impatient, he immediately yelled and cursed.

"Broken with embarrassment?"

Sang Xiaoman smiled and looked at Wen Huazi who was a little out of control.

"Since Qiushui took the wind and went away, at what moment has your Xianmeng been thinking about how to engulf my Yanzhou and overthrow my Sang family? What is Xianmeng going to do to my Yanzhou and my Sang family? Do you really think so?" I and my people are blind, deaf, can't see, can't hear? Who gave you the courage to say this to me? Is it your old face that doesn't have much skin left?"

She mercilessly responded to Wen Huazi's barrage of attacks.

"You, you, you bitch!"

Wen Huazi was angry for a while, if it was about swords, even if he faced Li Yunsheng, he was confident that he could compete with Li Yunsheng, but when it comes to this verbal dispute, it is really not his strong point.

"Offending Xianmeng, from today on, the peace of your Yanzhou will no longer exist, and in the future Yanzhou will be destroyed, and you, Sang Xiaoman, will be the biggest sinner."

Tianwen Huazi, who had been holding back for a long time, finally spit out a complete sentence.

At this moment, he naturally knew that these words would pose a limited threat to Sang Xiaoman, but the person he wanted to threaten was not Sang Xiaoman, but the children of the Sang family in Wuyun Tower.

Sure enough, after hearing Wen Huazi's words, this group of people started booing, but the words in their mouths were still the same as before, and there were no new words.

"It's a big joke."

But Sang Xiaoman still did not show any weakness, and even rolled up his sleeves, revealing his snow-white wrists, as if he was going to do something big.

"Yanzhou's stability in the turmoil of the Immortal Mansion is not due to the charity of your Immortal League, but the hard work of every Sang family member in Yanzhou, and the daily hard work of every citizen in Yanzhou. Is there still not enough dirty things to do in my Yanzhou? Let’s say that my Yanzhou Fengsheng Mansion was originally a rich place in the top three of my Yanzhou. The people of the government are suffering from hunger and cold, this is the good deed of your Xianmeng!"

Not all the disciples of the Sang family are so knowledgeable. After hearing what Sang Xiaoman said, these disciples of the Sang family immediately fell into deep thought. After all, what happened in Fengsheng City has more or less spread to Yunjing City .

If it weren't for the strength of the Xianmeng, no one in the Sang family would be willing to stand on the side of the Xianmeng.

"Let's talk about another point. It's not just you who threatened my Sang family just now. Your shit leader Cao Keng has also said it many times, and he said it louder and more powerful than you, but the result? Yanzhou or Yanzhou? Yanzhou is still the most stable and prosperous place in the entire ten states, so don't worry, as long as I am here and my Sang family is here, you Xianmeng locusts will never get a finger in Yanzhou."

Sang Xiaoman's tone was not intense, but it was very exciting to hear. Some of the Sang family's children who were already dissatisfied with Xianmeng couldn't help applauding secretly.

Because of Sang Xiaoman's words, they also thought about it, and found that the facts seemed to be just like what Sang Xiaoman said, the Xianmeng's suppression of the Sang family has never stopped over the years, but every time they were suppressed by the Sang family's strong counterattack.

The only compromise was to give up Fengsheng Mansion, which happened during the first rebellion of Sang Wuyin.

Looking at it now, this compromise not only failed to bring good results to the Sang family, but ruined a Fengsheng mansion in vain.

So after these words, many Sang family children who had been critical of Sang Xiaoman became silent one by one.

"Now it's the remnants of the autumn water that you colluded with, so don't talk about him.

"And when will you be able to represent the entire Sang family?"

Sang Wuyin had already noticed the change in the atmosphere on the field. Unlike Wen Huazi, he had already seen the sharp tongue of his little niece, so he hurriedly changed the subject.

"My uncle's words are a bit contradictory. Since I can't represent the Sang family, why do I implicate the Sang family in this crime?"

Sang Xiaoman asked back with some amusement.

"Don't quibble, you know what I'm talking about, you are you and I am me, the Sang family is the Sang family, don't let our entire eight bloodlines help you bear the disaster caused by you alone."

Facing Sang Xiaoman's aggressiveness, Sang Wuyin remained calm.

He has just received the news that the Little Heavenly Punishment Formation of Xianmeng has begun to be set up outside the city, and the guards of Wenhuazi Liuzhou Mansion have surrounded the ancestral hall, so now he is not afraid of the threat of the remnants of Qiushui, let alone follow him. Sang Xiaoman tore his face, and spoke with full confidence.

"Especially those Tianzimai brothers who followed you, what did they do wrong? They just entered your Tianzimai sect by mistake, but they will end up being chased and killed by the Immortal League. But don't worry, as long as you You no longer follow Sang Xiaoman, and with me, Sang Wuxian, I will definitely protect the brothers in Tianzimai."

He has coveted Tianzimai's talisman teacher for a long time, so he is ready to take advantage of this opportunity to make Sang Xiaoman and her subordinate Tianzimai completely torn apart.

The so-called killing and punishing the heart, he not only wants to kill Sang Buluan's descendants, but also makes them betray their relatives, and he can also successfully win the hearts of the Tianzimai.

"Bamai, Bamai, Bamai can represent the Sang family and Yanzhou?"

Sang Xiaoman didn't care about Sang Wuyin's trick of separating her from Tianzimai, but just looked at Sang Wuyin sarcastically.

"Eight Meridians can't represent Yanzhou, can you?"

Sang Wuxian sneered.

"Of course I can't, and I never thought of representing the Sang family and Yanzhou."

Sang Xiaoman glanced at the writers of the Sang family's talisman masters on Wuyun Tower.

"Eight Meridians can't represent Yanzhou. Are you completely disregarding the talisman masters of my Eight Meridians? Then tell me, who can represent Yanzhou?"

Now Sang Xiaoman and Li Yunsheng are already the softshells in the urn, and Sang Wu is not in a hurry.

In his opinion, it is easy to let Sang Xiaoman die now, but it is very difficult to completely dig out the roots of Sang Buluan. After all, Tianzi has been cultivated in ten states for thousands of years, and the foundation is unimaginable.

So he had to dismantle Sang Xiaoman's prestige little by little in front of everyone, and make her the object of all the talisman masters of the Sang family.
Wen Huazi on the side had the same thoughts as Sang Wuyin.

Now that he has a complete set of hands, and also heard that Sang Wuyin has moved the little Tianzhu formation here, he no longer has any worries.

What he has to think about now is how to use the name of the Immortal Alliance to let his influence enter the Sang family, and how to get more benefits for himself after taking down the remnants of Qiushui in front of him.

Facing Sang Wuyin's question, Sang Xiaoman smiled coldly, then raised his hand and threw a moon shadow stone into the air:
"No one can represent Yanzhou. Our Bamai Fushi is just one of the thousands of people in Yanzhou, and they are the only ones who can represent Yanzhou."

(End of this chapter)