The Strongest Salted Fish Boss

The lean man's lips were dry, and the beads of sweat on his forehead kept streaming down.

He knew that this middle-aged man in Tsing Yi looked easy-going and refined, but if he thought that he was the same on the outside and very refined, it would be a big mistake.

This person is the head of the Qingshan Sect among the three major sects, Murong Qingshan, who is famous for being lecherous and cruel! In the world of demon gods, this name can be said to be synonymous with hypocrites. Legend has it that there are not a hundred women who have been ravaged by him. There are also eighty.

Moreover, the person who angered him has always been tortured to death, and it is no wonder that this thin man is so afraid.

The middle-aged man asked again: "Their leader is not here"

"Yes, it is said that he traveled around the world, only that... Liu Shen."

"My incompetence is... incompetence, where can there be so many excuses!"

At this time, another middle-aged man couldn't bear to speak, so he slapped the lean man with a slap.

The man was topless, showing strong muscles, and his neat short hair made her very capable.

"Sect Master Wang spare your life, Xiao: I really tried my best!"

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Chapter [-]: The Heads of the Three Great Sects

Seeing that the slap wrapped in the energy of the sage was about to slap him, the lean man was so frightened that he was trembling all over.

But unfortunately, he didn't even have the courage to escape.

It's just because... the man who wanted to shoot him to death was the owner of the restaurant, Wang Xionghu! If Murong Qingshan was considered cruel, then Wang Xionghu would be considered cruel.

The gate of the restaurant is mainly for physical training, and the whole sect is full of vigor. Its master, Wang Xionghu, is notorious for his violent temper. Immediately destroy its soul.

With this level of brutality, in the entire Demon God Realm, if Wang Xionghu called himself the second, no one would dare to call himself the first.

But in the face of the lean man's begging for mercy, Wang Xionghu sneered and showed no sign of stopping.

If I want to kill a god, it is as easy as pinching an ant.

The ant begged himself for mercy, what should he pay attention to? Wang Xionghu told himself: No need.

"Sect Master, save me!"

Seeing that his plea for mercy did not work for Wang Xionghu, the lean man screamed and looked desperately at the old man who had never spoken.

That skinny old man like a mummified corpse is the sect master of the Rakshasa Sect—Rakshasa! If the Qingshan Sect and the Restaurant Sect are decent on the surface, then this Rakshasa Sect is a downright cult.

The entire sect practiced evil and crooked ways, and often robbed tombs and refined corpses as puppets.

The Rakshasa, the master of the Rakshasa Sect, prefers to eat living people and sacrifice living souls, which is dark and bloody.

The lean man was born in Rakshasa, so the thin old man was naturally the only possible life-saving straw for him at the moment.

At this moment, the heads of the three major sects are all here! Before the appearance of the Salted Fish Gang, the three of them were already considered the highest combat power in the Demon God Realm.

It's too late to say it, but it's too soon. As soon as Wang Xionghu swung away, the powerful sage's energy that was driven by it was about to hit the lean man.

The lean man has no doubt that he only needs to hit this blow.

He was about to die! Just when the lean man thought he was going to do it, another vast energy appeared, wrapped him up, and resisted Wang Xionghu's attack.

"Master of the King's Sect, it's also human to fight dogs. Besides, it's not easy for me to cultivate a godly realm in the Rakshasa Sect."

The head of the Rakshasa Sect, Rakshasa, who had never spoken, stood up and said gloomily.

Rakshasa's skin is like a mummified corpse, his eyes are dull, and his voice is hoarse, as if he has not spoken to anyone for several years, adding an eerie and terrifying aura.

"Haha, I'm reckless. Since Lao Lao opened his mouth, what about leaving it alone?"

Seeing Rakshasa get up, Wang Xionghu laughed twice, and sat back again, without even looking at the lean man from beginning to end.

Although they are all at the peak of the Saint Realm, perhaps it is indeed related to age. This Rakshasa is the strongest of the three of them.

Seeing that he was all right, the lean man hurriedly knelt on the ground, kowtowed and said, "Thank you, the sect master for saving your life!"

Immediately, perhaps sensing Wang Xionghu's displeasure, he hurriedly kowtowed to Wang Xionghu, "Thank you for the grace of not killing Wang Xionghu!"

When he kowtowed repeatedly, he completely forgot that in their eyes, he was just a dog, and of course, he didn't care.

This attitude is like... a dog leg. If Liu Shen and Lin Xian see it, they will secretly be embarrassed: How come you are not so cowardly in the Salted Fish Gang? Luosha said coldly: " don't go away"

"Yes, disciple, get out now!"

The lean man kept saying, continuing to stay here, he was really afraid that Wang Xionghu would give him a slap if he didn't like it.

At that time, it will be uncertain whether Rakshasa will protect him or not.

After saying that, the lean man immediately curled up and actually rolled away like that.

It was only at this moment that Wang Xionghu glanced at the lean man, the corners of his mouth twitched with interest.

In his opinion, this is just a dog performing.

"Haha, why are you two unhappy about a dog? For now, let's discuss how to deal with the salted fish gang. After all, the salted fish gang is not something to chew on."

At this time, Murong Qingshan said in a roundabout way, looking like a good old man.

But he seems to have forgotten that if he compares the salted fish gang to hard bones, what is he himself?

Wang Xionghu slapped the stone table and said irritably, "It doesn't matter what the strength of the Salted Fish Gang is, since he doesn't eat toast, then he insists on eating fine wine."