"you you!"
After being slapped, Granny Hei had a trace of resentment in her eyes.
"What are you? Old man, die!"
After Emperor Lei Kong slapped him, Emperor Lei Jue rushed forward and grabbed the opponent's neck with one hand.
It's like lifting a little chicken, pinching it in the air!
"If you dare to kill me, my Murong family will never let you go... pfft!"
Granny Hei was pinched in the air, feeling extremely suffocated, and her feet kept shaking and struggling.
Of course.
Emperor Lei Jue couldn't hold back his strength.
The other party's head tilted.
He died suddenly in the air!
Even the soul was extinguished at the same time.
"this!"
Emperor Lei Kong rolled his eyes at Emperor Lei Jue.
Emperor Lei Jue was helpless.
"well."
Emperor Lei Ling shook his head and said nothing.
can only say.
As ancient emperors, they are extremely powerful beings even if they don't use any power!
The ants simply can't bear it!
"You are so weak. I really don't know how you can talk so nonsense."
Emperor Lei Jue let go, and Granny Hei's body with sharp eyes fell heavily in an instant.
"Let's go and watch this competition to recruit a bride."
Su Xie looked indifferent and walked towards the mansion like a dragon or a tiger.
The old man in white and the guards of the Murong family were all trembling with fear.
Su Xie took every step.
There was an invisible pressure rising up.
The pressure forced the people like them to keep walking backwards, and even the weaker ones had their legs become weak on the spot and were instantly paralyzed on the ground.
Unstoppable!
Whoever dares to stand in the way will die!
"I'm afraid the Murong family is in for a good show!"
"Follow me quickly!"
Outside the mansion, the monks also moved to follow, wanting to join in the fun.
Of course.
Emperor Lei Ling, who was standing behind, smiled.
Just a quick glance!
Poof! Poof!
These monks didn't even scream, they just turned into nothingness soundlessly!
…
at the same time.
Murong's house is in a martial arts arena.
The first few seats.
They are all elders of the Murong family, as well as strong men from outside!
And in the field, on the stage!
A gray light comes!
Boom boom boom!
A genius on the stage died tragically on the spot
"Quasi-Emperor!"
"He actually reached the quasi-emperor level!"
"Haha, you are worthy of being the young master of Bishan Mansion! Such a monster! Even the third young master of our Murong family cannot compare with him!"
All the elders of the Murong family laughed flatteringly.
"Yes, the world always touts that our Cheng'er will be like a great emperor in the future, but in front of nephew Shi Xian! He is still nothing but a witch!"
"Compared to this, nephew Shi Xian is the future emperor!"
On the main seat, the head of the Murong family, Murong Yuan, withdrew his gaze and looked at the young man in gray robe who had just sat down beside him, full of praise.
"Uncle is joking, this is nothing to me."
Shi Mang grinned and blew the tea in his hand, his eyes full of arrogance.
At the same time, given his distinguished status as the young master of Bishan Mansion, all the Murong family members are just a bunch of rabble.
If it hadn't been for that time, the ancestor of the Murong family would have had a good relationship with his grandfather, Old Man Banshan.
otherwise.
He had already moved his fingers.
Let the Murong family send Murong Wan to his mansion.
Today's competition is about recruiting a bride.
It's just a formality.
"But, having said that, I don't have the posture of a great emperor. Who has the posture of a great emperor?"
Immediately afterwards, Shi Mang changed the subject and became so arrogant.
"Haha, Nephew Shi is right."
Murong Yuan had no choice but to smile apologetically: "If Wan'er can follow her nephew, it will be a blessing that she will never be able to achieve in ten lifetimes."
"Moreover, head of the family, to have a son-in-law like Mr. Shi who rides the dragon, the smoke is starting to rise from the tombs of my ancestors of the Murong family!"
Some elders of the Murong family laughed flatteringly again.
"That's natural. It doesn't matter what the status of your Murong family is, or what status I have in the Shanshan Mansion."
"From now on, you Murong family members will follow me and I will ensure that your background in this world will be improved to a higher level!"
Facing the admiration of everyone.
Shi Mang had long been accustomed to it. The corners of his mouth raised as he scanned the participants in the martial arts arena.
"Are you worthy of being called Tianjiao?"
"Isn't it too slow to challenge each other on stage one by one?"
"How about this, you all attack together, and I will kill you with one hand until you are all on the ground!"
Shi Mang said jokingly.
Unbridled laughter resounded throughout the entire martial arts arena!
"you!"
Faced with Shi Mang's disparagement.
Those talented people who participated in the martial arts competition to find a bride were all gnashing their teeth.
But soon, everyone dared to be angry but dared not speak.
Obviously.
These geniuses, in terms of background, are simply not comparable to each other.
Who allowed the other party to have a grandfather at the level of an ancient emperor?
At the same time, there is also a huge disparity in combat power!
Several games in a row!
There are already more than a dozen geniuses who have died on that arena.
This Shi Mang not only possesses the quasi-emperor's combat power, but also the means and weapons given to him by the Bishan Mansion are the best!
A high-end combat configuration!
It's enough to leapfrog the challenge, which makes people sigh. I'm afraid even the Great Emperor has some power to compete!
"A bunch of cowards!"
"If you don't dare to fight, then let's all get out and don't embarrass ourselves here!"
"Haha, remember, in front of me, Shi Mang, you are all my foil!"
Seeing those geniuses acting as timid as mice, Shi Mang became even more arrogant and domineering.
"Shi Mang, right?"
"My lord, Wangpao, come and fight!"
At this time.
In the distance, a young man couldn't bear the humiliation and immediately came on stage!
"Rogue cultivator?"
"It's interesting. A casual cultivator who has released the shackles of the Six Paths of the Holy Lord?"
"You have some qualifications, but it's a pity that I am a quasi-emperor, and I am not comparable to you, the saint who has unsealed the shackles of the six paths!"
Shi Mang's mouth was filled with amusement as he stomped his feet and appeared on the stage in shock.
boom!
The Quasi-Emperor’s combat power explodes!
Poof!
The king's robe was defeated in an instant. He spat out a mouthful of blood and continued to retreat.
"Ha, who gave you the courage to go on stage and seek death?"
Shi Mang's eyes were disdainful and arrogant, and he formed a fist with his five fingers, intending to blast away.
Yes!
laugh!
The king's robe was forced to panic, his eyes flashed fiercely, and he turned his palms!
A top-quality spiritual sword flew out!
Sharp sword energy!
He slashed at it, causing Shi Mang to be startled. A spear immediately appeared and struck at him!
soon.
The two fell back on each other.
"What! That royal robe is so hidden, and he's actually a swordsman!"
"Sword and martial arts!"
"He is simply a genius in the world of casual cultivators!"
Many strong men watching the battle were shocked.
"Nephew Shi Xian, can you let him go?"
At this moment, Murong Yuan suddenly became interested in talents and wanted to recruit this royal robe into his family and train him well.
Of course.
Shi Mang scolded: "Shut up! You say let me go? I will let you go? Give you Murong Yuan some color. Do you really think you are my good father-in-law?"
Hear the words.
Murong Yuan clicked his tongue and did not dare to say any more, for fear that this son-in-law Chenglong would vent his anger on the family.
Obviously.
The Murong family couldn't afford to offend such a behemoth as the Bishan Mansion.
"Sword cultivator? Haha, that's interesting!"
"It is said that among all the ways, swordsmanship is the best. I have been practicing for so many years and I have never killed a swordsman!"
"If you can kneel down and call me grandpa a few times, I won't be so merciful as to give you a shit!"
Shi Mang licked his mouth, with murderous intent in his eyes and a hint of joking.
