The most powerful system in history

Chapter 1757 Third Son
Wu Liang asked knowingly.

"Are you three trying to save the little one?"

The third son nodded instantly when he heard the words, like pounding garlic, and after a while, they shook their heads in unison.

Seeing this, Wu Liang knit his brows together tightly, with a look of distress on his face, and said in a very mournful voice.

"Oh! My little one, I didn't expect you to be so miserable. The senior sisters and senior brothers of the same school are not willing to save you!"

The third sons shook their heads in unison when they heard the words, and explained eagerly.

"Master, Master, it's not like this, we are naturally willing to save the little one..."

"it is good!"

Wu Liang quickly spit out a word, which cut off the third son's follow-up words like a cold sword.

With wide eyes and a gentle face, he said to the third son again.

"Since that's the case, hurry up and rescue the little junior brother!"

The third son was stunned, and what they said next was——but the other party is a quasi-sage, so please master!
When they wanted to defend themselves again, they had already been sent to the high platform with a wave of Wu Liang's big hand.

The three sons sighed in unison, "Sure enough, we can't hide!"

Under the cultivation of Wu Liang, the four sons have all developed the essence of fighting unyielding in a dangerous environment, and it is the same at this moment.

Now that you have reached the gate of the mountain, is there any reason not to go in?

Therefore, the three sons faced the two quasi-sages one after another, burning their will to fight.

Solanum nigrum's bright pupils were dyed blood red again.

Liu Er took out a golden needle from his ear, enlarged it into a golden rod, and played with it in his hand.

Kong Kong'er was dressed in a black dress, standing on the spot, his eyes fell on the two quasi-sages, and he had already begun to search.

It should be known that people and things in the world all have weaknesses, whether it is an irresistible destiny or a saint!

Often the best weapon to deal with powerful people is wisdom, and Kong Konger is the best among wise men.

The two quasi-sages just glanced at the three who landed on the high platform, and then spit out a very disdainful word, bluntly.

"I am waiting to deal with ignorant children. Irrelevant personnel quickly retreat to avoid accidental injury!"

Thousands of cold daggers seemed to be mixed in these words, and a strong aura of threat was hidden in them.

Kong Kong'er raised his eyelids, a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, opened his voice, and shouted.

"I don't know what the duties of the two quasi-sages are?"

One of the two quasi-sages replied very casually.

"Naturally, it is to host the Tianjiao Competition and select the outstanding ones."

Kong Konger continued to ask.

"Since they are hosting the competition, why are those two so obsessed with hurting my junior brother that they ignore the competition and forget the sage's instructions?"

Kong Kong'er's words directly moved the saint out, and it can be regarded as overwhelming the two biggest quasi-sages in the pressure field.

The two quasi-sages were speechless for a moment, and just as they were about to clean up the three of them together, Kong Konger spoke again.

"I think my junior brother is really ashamed because he hurt the girl. He forgot it for a while, why should the quasi-sage be so angry?"

"Besides, one of the rules and regulations that the two read at the beginning is that they should not be too vicious and hurt the other's life."

"My junior brother is based on this principle, so he feels ashamed of hurting the girl, and the repentance deepens for a while, and he didn't hear the whistle of the two, are you going to kill him?"

Kong Konger's voice sounded like an accusation of blood and tears, successfully shaping Kong Konger into an innocent person with a good nature.

The two quasi-sages were like eating dead flies, spit it out to make people laugh, spit it out, it was even more disgusting, they faltered and couldn't speak for a while, and finally had to roar: "Ignorant child!"

In contrast, Kong Kong'er laughed, and confided to the many arrogances below: "It seems that in the eyes of Zhunsheng, whoever offends you is an ignorant child, and whoever deserves to die!"

"May I ask you to organize this competition? May I ask you to kill this Zhongzhou Tianjiao?"

The faces of the two quasi-sages turned from red to white, and then turned from white to blood-like horror. They yelled and rushed towards the three of them.

Unexpectedly, a person who grew up lowly as a monk of Changshengzhang was born so smart. With just a few words, he won over all the talents in the audience, and took out a saint to suppress them.

But they probably don't know that a catastrophe will erupt next. After the disaster, all these things will disappear in the flood, and no one will know about it!

So now as long as the saint is not angry, they can do whatever they want!

The hands of these two quasi-sages were originally joined together, like a cage, in which the little one was imprisoned.

Now, the two of them were dizzy with anger, and their pace became chaotic, so the palms that originally had no gaps were also separated.

The little boy was bound by the vine-like resentment, unable to move, and the anger of the quasi-sage was burning all over his body. When the sword energy used as a barrier was about to be burned, suddenly a cool wind gushed over, and the mountain moved away. , the light flooded in, and the darkness exited sadly.

Now that the palms were loosened, the grievances of the two quasi-sages could no longer be bound together, and the rattan dissipated like air, and the little boy regained his freedom.

However, the force that was bound to his body just now has penetrated into his flesh, and a force ran violently under his flesh and blood vessels, causing his skin to turn blood red, and his blood also boiled.

what……

Rao is a little girl with a steel-like will, and at this moment, the pain flooding into his mind like the tide lapping on the shore, he couldn't help but let out a soft groan.

Seeing this, Liu Er quickly stretched out the golden stick in his hand, and with a loud yell, the golden stick quickly stretched forward, catching the falling body of the little one.

Solanum nigrum flew up, hugged the little one in mid-air, spun, and then landed lightly on the high platform.

Seeing that the little boy's body was blood red, and his whole body was like boiling water, emitting steaming mist, Solanum nigrum became angry!

On weekdays, as a big sister, Solanum nigrum loves a few little ones especially. Seeing the little one hurt right now, she naturally feels distressed, and after the distress is over, the anger is burning hot!
Solanum nigrum's eyes were blood red, and he looked at the quasi-sage who was rushing towards the remaining two sons, gently put the little one down, then picked up the short sword in his hand, and let out a dragon cry!
A gust of wind was born from the soles of Solanum nigrum, and it spiraled up in a spinning posture. Its long black hair was fluttering in the wind, a blood-red horn was on its forehead, and its eyes were filled with boiling blood.

The gust of wind expanded around him and swept across in all directions. Wherever it passed, there were flying sand and rocks, a cloud of dust flying...

(End of this chapter)