My Ares Son-in-Law

Chapter 4842 Meet the young master!

"Don't speak? Hahahaha, are you desperate? I don't care whether you are Xiao Chen or the Saint Slaughterer, the final winner is me after all!"

Yang Ruijiao laughed, extremely excited: "Although I am seriously injured, there will always be a time to recover, but what about you? You will become a corpse!
  By the way, after I kill you today, I will go to the secular world and ensure that your family will follow you to hell. "

"Whoever wants to kill our young ancestor should first ask me about the sword in Jian Yao's hand!"

Suddenly, there was a loud shout, and dozens of figures appeared not far away.

The leader was none other than Chief Jian Yao of Jianzhong, as well as Jian Qiu, Jian Mo and others.

Jianyao held a box in his hand. He didn't know what it was, but it felt like it contained an extremely powerful sword intent.

"People from Sword Tomb!"

Yang Ruijiao's expression changed slightly, and then she sneered: "Although I don't know why your Jianzhong would help this kid, do you think you are still the same Jianzhong you used to be? Now you are just a third-rate sect in Guhai.

Who can you save?
  But it just so happens that if Jian Chen kills you, you will have deserved your death.

Ha ha ha ha! "

"Ancestor Jianchen!"

Jian Yao looked at the golden war puppet, shocked and angry.

He was not stupid, and he could naturally see that Jian Chen had been turned into some kind of puppet and did not recognize them at all.

"Then what if we are added!"

At this time, another voice sounded.

Yao Yanran appeared.

Behind her, there were also a dozen masters.

They are all elite.

They are all strong men in the psychic realm.

"Medicine clan! Why do you..."

Yang Ruijiao may not care about Jianzhong, but it is impossible for her not to care about the Medicine Clan. If even the Medicine Clan wants to protect Xiao Chen, then today will be really troublesome.

"No, this shouldn't be the intention of the Yao Clan, it's your own decision, you stinky girl!"

Yang Ruijiao immediately denied her worries and said angrily.

"So what?"

Yao Yanran said calmly: "With us here, you can't even think of killing Mr. Xiao."

"Haha, a bunch of losers, even if you guys want to protect him, do you have the ability?"

Yang Ruijiao sneered.

She was still very disdainful.

Because the Golden War Puppet is so powerful, even one of them can easily destroy these people.

"Kill them!"

Yang Ruijiao gave the order directly, not bothering to talk nonsense again, she wanted to take action directly.

The golden warrior took the order and pounced on Xiao Chen.

Xiao Chen sighed. In the current situation, although he was very grateful to Yao Yanran and the people from Jianzhong, he had no choice but to realize that none of those people could be the opponent of this golden war puppet, so he still had to take action.

The moment he tried to use the power of the Formation Saint, a figure suddenly appeared in front of him.

Bang!
  This person actually blocked the attack of the Golden War Puppet without falling behind at all. Not only that, he even had some upper hand.

"who!"

Yang Ruijiao looked at this person in horror. When she saw who it was, she couldn't help but take a breath.

"It's you, the elder of the Black Ink Clan!"

Yang Ruijiao was extremely shocked, why even the Black Ink Clan appeared.

Just when she was shocked, an even more incredible scene happened.

Mo Xingyuan, the leader of the Mo clan, came to Xiao Chen and suddenly knelt down on one knee.

"Mo Xingyuan, the leader of the Mo clan, pays homage to the young master!"

"Greetings, young master!"

The other strong men of the Black Ink Clan also knelt down and shouted in unison.

The sound condensed into a thunder, which made Yang Ruijiao burnt on the outside and tender on the inside.

The people in the Holy Prison Group were stunned.

Little Lord? what's the situation?
  This is too appalling.

Not to mention the people from the Holy Prison Group, even the people from Yao Yanran and Jianzhong were dumbfounded.

What is the Black Ink Clan? That is one of the Twelve Ancient Clan, although among the Twelve Ancient Clan, the Black Ink Clan basically ranks at the bottom.

But that is also one of the twelve ancient tribes.

Such a being actually knelt in front of a secular warrior and even called him Young Master?

The rest of the people are confused, is Mo Xingyuan, the leader of the Mo clan, also confused?

That's Mo Xingyuan!
  Among the twelve ancient clan leaders, which one is not arrogant and arrogant?

The same is true for Mo Xingyuan.

Even if he saw the owner of Guhai Tower, he would not kneel down.

But today, he actually knelt in front of Xiao Chen.

Everyone said they couldn't understand.

"Am I dreaming?"

Yao Yanran couldn't help but ask.

"Miss, you are not dreaming. It seems that we have all underestimated this Xiao Chen. You are right to choose to save him."

"Yes, this person can actually let that old monster Mo Xingyuan call him Young Master, and then kneel on the ground. This status is really unimaginable."

Yang Ruijiao's heart sank to the bottom.

Even if the big boss of the Holy Prison Group is here, I am afraid he is not willing to start a head-on war with the Black Ink Clan.

Not to mention, she is still seriously injured.

All four elders were killed.

There are not many Dharma protectors left.

There are even fewer elders.

How can they fight against the Black Ink Clan?

Although there are not many people from the Black Ink Clan, they are all elites.

If the people from the Yao Clan and Jianzhong were included, there would be no chance of winning this battle.

Little Lord?

Where did the young master come from? Isn't this Xiao Chen a secular warrior?

"Chief Mo Clan, you are not mistaken. How could this person be the Young Master of Mo Clan? Even if he is really the Young Master and your illegitimate son, there is no need for you to kneel down to him. This is completely upside down. "

Yang Ruijiao couldn't help but frowned, looked at Mo Xingyuan and said.

Mo Xingyuan ignored Yang Ruijiao at all and just looked at Xiao Chen.

The young master in front of him is nearly 1.9 meters tall and has a strong build, standing on the earth like a stone tower.

His skin was tanned like bronze by the sun, exuding perseverance and strength.

His strong yet smooth hair is black and shiny, dancing in the wind, highlighting his elegance and unruliness.

His eyes were deep and bright, like two twinkling stars, revealing a light of intelligence and wisdom.

When he looks at you, it's like he can see right into your heart.

His eyebrows are thick and powerful, like two sharp swords hanging above his eyes, giving people a sense of inviolable majesty.

Just looking at his appearance, Mo Xingyuan felt that this person was unusual.

Although it was the first time for him to see Xiao Chen with his own eyes, he felt at a glance that Xiao Chen was the future of the entire Mo clan.

"Young Master, let me handle today's matters. You have worked very hard, just rest."

Mo Xingyuan said respectfully.

Xiao Chen turned his head and looked at Mo Xingyuan and others lightly.

To be honest, he really didn't expect the appearance of this group of people. He underestimated everything Xing Jue had done.

I thought that even if Zhang Kan returned to the Mo Clan, it would be good to bring one or two masters to help him, but he didn't expect that he would bring so many people.

The most outrageous thing is that even Mo Xingyuan, the leader of the Mo clan, came and even knelt in front of him.

"Everyone get up!"

Xiao Chen waved his hand gently, showing the demeanor of a strong man, majestic yet graceful.

(End of this chapter)