Chapter 149: Take My Knife

With Chuxue carrying Zong Yuan who was tied up, the three continued to run towards the place where the flames started. This time there were no other accidents, and it took about a quarter of an hour to arrive at the ten-mile journey.

Before getting close, Zong Shou frowned, followed by a slight twitch of the corners of his lips. This time, they really came to Tianshan with all the people.

Not only did the person he invited arrive, but even Zong Ling came uninvited. Even this Zongyuan is now in his hands.

Feeling the thought of the tiger, Zongshou smiled at the mouth of the distant probe, stopped the thunder and walked the spirit bones, and walked over with only his full strength.

The rest of the people have also noticed it at this moment, and they all watched over. Yin Yang and Na Lianfan's faces shone with joy. As for Hu Zhongyuan and Zong Ling, they were full of contempt. The latter even sneered instinctively: "How dare you run around at this time! Zong Shou, you really deserve to be the son of the emperor. You are so brave that you are not afraid of dying at the hands of people from Yunxia Mountain or Huoyan Mountain." "

In the middle of speaking, he suddenly stopped again, looking at Zong Yuan who was tied up like a rice dumpling and held by Chuxue in one hand.

After being stunned for a moment, he let out a snort and laughed loudly: "Zong Yuan, I didn't expect your Zilei Gun to have today? Weren't you very arrogant before, why are you so embarrassed today? How could you be caught by my cousin? , Could it be that you provoked him, attracted that guy to attack? Knowing that that guy is protecting my cousin, are you too stupid? "

Zong Yuan's face turned blue, he hummed, and was too lazy to answer. Just like looking at Zong Ling with the eyes of an idiot. Originally, I wanted to remind him, let this guy run away and spread the news. At this time, he didn't want to speak anymore, thinking that it won't be long before you cry.

Zong Shou raised his eyebrows when he heard that, he had noticed the existence of Xuanwuzong more than once.

I have been wondering why this person has been refusing to show his face. Why did he come late when he fought Li Xieling that day? And why retreat halfway.

And why this Xuanwuzong, even Yin Yang doesn't know the details.

Listening to the words of these two people, it seems that they know something about that person. When today's matter is over, it is necessary to carefully examine this original sect spirit.

Especially the latter, Yun Shengcheng had great jealousy in his heart, so he let it go. Today, there is absolutely no reason to let him slip away under his nose.

This guy is like a dog's skin plaster, and he can't take it off.

And Chuxue, I don't know why when she saw this tiger, Chuxue was a little shy, hiding behind Zongshou. From time to time, he sneaked a glance at Hu Qianqiu and his son, and he was secretly surprised by the hesitation in his eyes. But at this time, there is no flaw to investigate the reason.

After a moment of confusion in his thoughts, Zong Shou stopped thinking again. Looking at the 60-year-old man on the roof of the car, he almost didn't need to distinguish, he knew that this person must be Zong Weiran's right-hand man, Hu Qianqiu, the second strongest person in Qiantian Mountain.

Regardless of appearance or momentum, it was exactly the same as in his thirteen years of memory.

At this moment, a tyrannical thought came faintly. Zong Shou, however, was calm and calm, and looked at Hu Qianqiu for a look before bowing his head slightly: "Uncle Hu is well! You have worked all the way to come here within ten days and nights. Uncle Hu must have worked so hard, Zong Shou is very grateful! "

"I haven't seen you for three years, but the son's manners are quite decent! Speaking of hard work, no matter how hard Hu Qianqiu worked, it couldn't be as hard as Yin Yang."

Seeing that Zong Shou was not overwhelmed by his aura. Hu Qianqiu was a little surprised at first, but after looking up and down, his face darkened. Still like this, he has no internal breath at all, and he doesn't have the slightest soul power.

Speaking of the body with two veins, how can one practice? Even if it is to change to learn the spirit of the soul, it is equally difficult, and he should not have hoped for it.

Suppressing the disappointment in his heart, Hu Qianqiu stood up and bowed solemnly: "Hu Qianqiu has met His Royal Highness! I don't know my son, what can I do to invite you?"

Hu Zhongyuan couldn't help frowning, he couldn't understand how his father was so respectful, especially in front of Zong Ling next to him.

How can this son be so honored by his father? But Hu Qianqiu was staring at him, he also stood up and saluted reluctantly, but his expression was indifferent, his eyes piercing the cold front.

That gaze was like a knife, cut directly, and also revealed the meaning of warning. Zong Shou smiled and didn't care.

"I invite Uncle Hu to come here this time. I really want to trouble you with two things. The first one is that the position of the Demon King of Gantian Mountain will be determined by my ancestral guard. How can my father's foundation fall into the hands of others? Please also Uncle Tiger, help me!"

Hu Qianqiu's body immediately vibrated slightly, his face was full of astonishment. But Hu Zhongyuan only felt that his chest was about to be exploded with anger, and he was so angry that he couldn't get any better than the old man beside him, so he sneered directly: "My son, you are really capable of doing this.? You really don't know how to advance or retreat! You are just a useless person, You are also a half-demon. Even if the position of the demon king is given to you, how could you be able to sit still? Even though the foundation of Qiantian Mountain was created by the king, it is also related to the life and death of hundreds of clans in the mountain city. Do you really want us People, are you willing to give up after being wiped out by those people from Yunxia Mountain and Lieyan Mountain?"

Zong Ling also smiled, spat out a bone in his mouth, and said calmly: "The seat of the demon king, you can sit if you want. No one is coming to grab you? Right now, whether it is my elder brother or Zongyang Zongshi Yuan , I didn’t mean to argue with you, I really don’t know what to say! Cousin, it’s not your fault that you can’t cultivate, but my Zongling really didn’t expect that your brain is so stupid.”

Hu Qianqiu's face twisted for a while, extremely ferocious and murderous. After a while, he sighed secretly again, and his expression returned to calm.

However, the voice of Zong Ling has not yet fallen. Zong Yuan over there suddenly let out a loud laugh, which was extremely wild and lasted for a long time, revealing endless ridicule.

Zong Ling's words were interrupted, and he felt a little unhappy, wondering if Zong Yuan was crazy? Laughing all the time? Distraught to hear it, he simply threw a piece of fleshy bone over: "Why are you laughing? What's so funny, I think your Zilei gun is also stupid!"

With real strength, the bone passed through the air, making a whistling sound. Chuxue also had no intention of defending Zong Yuan, and let the fleshy bone hit him in the face.

Zong Yuan didn't seem to feel the pain, his laughter stopped, and his voice turned cold: "Zong Ling, do you remember that day in Yunsheng City? At the end of that day, who is the idiot? Today's matter is the same It’s ridiculous. You’re enjoying the scolding now, but later on you’ll know who the really stupidest person is! Just hope then, Zong Ling, don’t cry! Hehe, an ant dares to laugh at the giant elephant Short! Forget it, I, Zong Yuan, are actually similar to you, just as ridiculous and pathetic. I don’t bother to talk about you one by one.”

After speaking, he was full of disappointment and laziness. All the people present were puzzled by what they heard, and they were puzzled for a while.

Only Yin Yang showed a smile on his face. Lian Fan shook his head slightly, revealing his disdain.

Except for these two people, only Feng Xiao's heart tightened, and he subconsciously felt that something was wrong.

And that Zong Ling sneered even more, and didn't care about Zong Yuan's words at all, just treating it as a mad dog barking.

All his cousin could rely on was the heavily injured Xuanwu Zongkou. Even if he couldn't protect himself, how much trouble could he create?

Hu Qianqiu was in a heavy heart, and after preparing some words, he lightly shook his head: "His Royal Highness, the reason why I, Hu Qianqiu, has not relied on you since he disappeared, and came here within ten days and nights is because With the kindness of the king in mind. If the son is only a few words, you will want me from the Iron Tiger Clan."

Before the words fell, Zong Shou suddenly waved his sleeves: "Whether Uncle Hu agrees to this matter, we will talk about it later! I have a second matter here, and ask Uncle Hu!"

With a flash of cold light, Zong Shou suddenly took the Thunder Tooth Sword in his hand again. Xiaojin's body also covered it again, causing the sword body to instantly turn silvery white, pointing at the cloud-turning cart from afar.

"I heard that Uncle Hu is a master of martial arts, and in Qiantian Mountain, he is only inferior to my father. You Shan has a Tiger Saber. Today Zong Shou is taking the liberty of asking Uncle for a lesson or two!"

When the voice fell, almost all the people present were silent. Unbelievably, he fixedly came to Zongshou.

It's hard to believe that the words just now came from Zong Shou's mouth.

Zong Yuan couldn't help but wink, he knew the final situation would be like this.

Then he opened his eyes wide again, staring intently. It is also good to be able to watch this must be extremely exciting battle before dying.

That Zong Ling also forgot to continue chewing the meat in his mouth, his mouth was wide open, almost unable to close.

This Zongshou has no internal interest at all, and he dared to challenge Hu Qianqiu, the Xuanwu Sect, could it be that he heard it wrong? Hu Zhongyuan was also at a loss, wondering why Zong Shou raised such a proposal?

Hu Qianqiu frowned even more, his expression condensed, and he took another careful look at Zong Shou, his eyes were full of concentration. After thinking for a while, he said indifferently: "My son, are you serious? You know that I am a tiger, and I have always been ruthless with swords! When the time comes, I may not be able to stop my tiger."

Zong Shou stopped talking, but kept his eyes level. Although there is still no breath around the body, the mind has entered into a state of tranquility and profoundness.

With no distracting thoughts in mind, the whole person and the sword in his hand, at this moment, seem to be one.

The rest of the people here are not aware of it. Hu Qianqiu's eyes lit up, and the blood in his chest, which was already as cold as ice, began to surge again.

The half-demon boy in front of him, the son of Weiran, at this moment, is actually a sword and a will!

"Idiot, hurry up and get my knife!"

Suddenly he shouted loudly, seeing Hu Zhongyuan's expression was stunned, but he didn't respond, Hu Qianqiu cursed secretly, jumped up directly, and jumped to the side of a horse that controls the wind not far away.

Boo!

With this clear sound, a long knife about seven feet long and full of hook teeth on the back was suddenly drawn out of the sheath.