The Merry Demon

() "Hehe, stepping on the pylorus of tranquility, what a big tone—" Hong Xiaoming sneered, with no trace of panic in his expression.

"Four elders, what do you say?" Hong Xiaoming turned to several elders suddenly, "The Yunxia sect has been bullied, are you going to stick your face out and get a slap in the face, or do you do them all with me?"

When Hong Xiaoming said these words, he licked his tongue, and a bloodthirsty look flashed in his eyes.

"you dare--"

Before the four elders could answer, the elder Wang Wuzhe of Yunxia Sect pointed at Hong Xiaoming with trembling hands—obviously, he was irritated by Hong Xiaoming.

"The old man will kill you today, let's see who dares to stop Jingyoumen—"

The old man's palm trembled, and he slapped Hong Xiaoming——

This palm is not too fancy, but there are countless spiritual powers entwined in the palm, which is enough to blow a small mountain to the ground.

"A dead old man with half a foot in the coffin, dare to fight with the uncle?" Hong Xiaoming's eyebrows flashed with disdain, and he took the palm——

Rumbling--

With a loud noise, the old man was directly blasted out of Jingyou Palace by Hong Xiaoming's palm——

In mid-air, he could still see a thick stream of blood spitting out from his mouth, which looked like a pillar of blood from a distance.

"Presumptuous, Hong Xiaoming, you actually attacked the envoy of Yunxia Sect?" Lai Dasheng came back to his senses, and immediately scolded.

Hong Xiaoming didn't answer directly, but shook his head, as if talking to himself, "No wonder the master's evaluation of him is 'unreliable'——"

"It's not 'unreliable', it's simply 'a wimp'." Hong Xiaoming sighed in a disappointed tone, "This kind of person can also be an elder, it's a shame for Jingyoumen."

The "he" in Hong Xiaoming's mouth is self-evident, and everyone understands that it refers to Lai Dasheng.

"Okay, Lai Dasheng, just watch, learn how to be an elder." Hong Xiaoming sucked his palm, and countless spiritual powers flew out of his palm, directly attracting the old man from Yunxia Sect outside the hall.

"Old man, didn't you just say that you want to step on the tranquil pylorus?" Hong Xiaoming slapped the old man who had passed out, and woke up the old man who had passed out. A leveling method."

"You..." The old man was frightened and angry at the same time. He never imagined that Hong Xiaoming was so bold...

"What are you!" Hong Xiaoming slapped the old man's face again, "You don't even ask, does the uncle seem to have been frightened?"

"Don't say it's you, it's Bai Yunfei, the most bullshit inner sect disciple of your Yunxia Sect, you dare to fight."

"I didn't see Qing Yunyang's abnormality. After seeing the uncle, he didn't dare to fart?" Hong Xiaoming pointed to Qing Yunyang.

At this moment, Qing Yunyang didn't dare to lose his mind, he looked at Hong Xiaoming with a terrified expression, and his body trembled.

"Pervert, do you think about how many times have you been beaten by the uncle?" Hong Xiaoming looked thoughtful, "Twice in the Northwest Land, once in the Quicksand Land, and once in the city. There was also one time, the last time, it seemed that you found a few helpers from the True Dragon Society to seek revenge, and you were beaten again..."

"Counting it down, it's six times... Think about it, is there anything missing!"

Qing Yunyang shivered, and said: "There are two more times for you...you didn't count it in, once in Wuzhen, once in Cangshan..."

Qing Yunyang's reaction and answer made everyone dumbfounded...

Even in their dreams, they dare not imagine this scene——

Who is Qing Yunyang?The son of the master of Qingyun Peak of Yunxia Sect, this identity is enough for him to run rampant in the entire land of Yanshan...

But not only was he beaten up by Hong Xiaoming, he was also subdued...

"Pervert, how are you going to compensate for what happened today?" Hong Xiaoming stared at Qing Yunyang with a glint in his eyes, "You actually want to torture my brother to death?"

"This sentence alone is enough to make you die without a whole body. However, it is for the sake of getting to know each other. The old rules, you use things to atone for your sins."

"And you, old man... What are you going to use as atonement? You have to think carefully about how much your life is worth. If you give less, the uncle will not show mercy."

"What else is there, Chen Song, Chen Xiang, Chen Ku... Didn't you all want to kill my brother just now? You also used things to redeem your sins... Just to remind you, the uncle has a lot of appetite!"

Except for Qing Yunyang, including Liu Mu, everyone present was stunned...

Hong Xiaoming actually blackmailed the Yunxia Sect's envoy... This is equivalent to blackmailing the Yunxia Sect...

Qing Yunyang's expression was like a frightened bird. He trotted over to pull out the Seven Star Guyue Knife stuck on the ground, and then obediently brought it to Hong Xiaoming, "Hong Xiaoming... the most... the most precious thing on me is the Seven Star Guyue It's a knife... I beg you to spare... Take my life..."

Hong Xiaoming snorted lightly, and took the sword.He glanced coldly at how many people were left, "What about you?"

They even gave it to their leader Qing Yunyang, how dare they not?

"This old man is not as rich as Shaofeng Master, and he can't produce spiritual weapons... These are pill tickets from Qiankun Pavilion... You can take them to Qiankun Pavilion to get them. There are a total of 100 million gathering spirit pills..." The old man Wang Wuzhe, With a sullen face, he took out a bunch of Dan tickets, "This is my savings for many years... I hope you will show your kindness and spare my life..."

Chen Song, Chen Xiang, and Chen Ku also had a mournful face, and took out a stack of pill tickets from their bodies, "This is all the savings of our three brothers... Without Wei Laoduo, there are only more than 30 Juling Pills." ...I hope you will accept it..."

When everyone saw this scene, they couldn't help but twitch their faces. First, they lamented the wealth of Yunxia Sect... Wei Lao and his three brothers gave out more tickets than all the savings of all the people present...

Even Lai Dasheng and the other royal warriors had to admit that even they would not be able to spend this huge sum of money for a while...

Quite a few poor people even secretly decided in their hearts, "Look for a few Yunxia Sect disciples to rob..."

Of course, not long after this idea was born, it was abruptly suppressed by them.

They were not as bold as Hong Xiaoming, who plucked the lion's hair... they didn't know how they died.

A smile finally appeared on Hong Xiaoming's face, "The ransom is okay, let's forget about it this time."

"Four elders, it's time for us to have a good chat." Hong Xiaoming looked at Lai Dasheng and the others.

Hong Xiaoming's laughing expression turned cold suddenly like flipping through a book, "I don't care if Liu Mu is a spy of the Demon Sect, anyway, I'm going to protect him."

"If you dare to touch him, I will kill you."

"Of course, I may not be your opponent, but..."

"If I can't kill you, I'll ask Master to—"

In front of everyone, Hong Xiaoming threatened arrogantly and rascally.