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Chapter 673 Ghost pattern, Kunlun slave!

It is not difficult to understand Ma Santong, this guy was already discouraged, and he just took advantage of this step to get down, and, picking up 100 million for nothing is also considered a windfall.

After Ma Santong withdrew, Wang Linfeng and others breathed a sigh of relief. Ma Santong was afraid of their identities, and they were also afraid of Ma Santong's identity. It's a spectator's attitude.

After all, they are looking for revenge in the rivers and lakes, and even if the Martial Arts Association wants to intervene, it can only be a mediation to a certain extent.

Wang Linfeng turned to Liu Yuechan, "I don't want to talk nonsense anymore. Our family has been entangled for many years. Today, we have to settle it anyway. It just so happens that there are people from the Wuxi Association who can be a witness. As long as you hand over your promotion Xianling, let us cancel our grievances, otherwise, the vengeance of our ancestors will be liquidated today..."

Xu Shigui and the others also took a step forward, with a slight momentum, as if they were persecuting.

Liu Yuechan's face turned red, "I've said it many times, there is no promotion order in the Liu family!"

Expecting Liu Yuechan to have such an attitude, Zheng Chuan, the patriarch of the Zheng family, sneered, "Big sister, since there is no promotion order, then pay off the debt!"

As soon as the words were finished, a step flashed out, and he slapped Liu Yuechan with his palm.

Liu Yuechan had been prepared for a long time, and also greeted her with a palm.

Zheng Chuan's palm technique is called Mianzhang, it looks light and fluffy, but it is full of strength, and the back force is wave after wave, surging.

Liu Yuechan is not bad either, her palm technique is exceptionally strong, the two of them have been dealing with each other for many years, and they are very familiar with each other, when they match the cotton palm, they have to drop ten times with one force.

The realm of the two is similar, after one palm, each was shocked back a few steps.

Liu Yuechan was stabilized by Liu Miaoxue and others behind her.

Zheng Chuan kept his footsteps, "Big sister, Brother Wang and Brother Xu have already broken through the Golden Core Realm, you can't stop us, the dignified Liu family has been reduced to two female streams to guard the door, it is really embarrassing, we also I don’t want to bully you, and it’s not very nice to spread the word, but it doesn’t mean that the ancestor’s great enmity can’t be avenged..."

"We don't ask much, only the Ascension Token. Handing over the Ascension Token will naturally protect the Liu family's inheritance, otherwise..." Xu Shigui interrupted.

"Ouch!"

Before he could finish speaking, a person jumped out.

When they saw it, they frowned again.

Ma Santong rubbed his buttocks and stood in the middle of the field at once.

Looking back, Chen Muyu was giving him winks.

I was watching the excitement just now, but I was suddenly pushed by someone, and Ma Santong was also inexplicable.

It's clear that Chen Muyu pushed it, it's dead!
"President Ma, it's only natural for us to go to the Liu family to collect debts and repay the debts. Do you have anything else to say?" Wang Linfeng looked at Ma Santong with a dark face. They had been preparing for this matter for a long time, even if The Martial Arts Association's intervention must achieve its goal.

Ma Santong laughed dryly, and said bravely, "Everyone, it's only natural to pay off debts, but your debt has been going on for hundreds of years, and you still pursue it, does it make sense?"

"You don't need to pursue a debt that has been in existence for hundreds of years? Isn't this a big joke? It's the best of humanity not to ask them for interest. What we're asking for is a blood debt, and a blood debt should be tasted in blood..." Chuan Zheng said.

Ma San said, "Why, if the Liu family doesn't give you what you want, can you still kill people?"

"Know the rules of your martial arts association!"

Xu Shigui waved his hand, "Don't worry, we don't kill people. However, compared to killing people, there are too many ways to take revenge. This time we specially invited Mr. Samor from the Ghost Pattern Sect. He will plant ghost patterns on the members of the Liu family." Let the Liu family and my three families be slaves for a hundred years, and pay off the blood debt of that year!"

Speaking of this, Xu Shigui's eyes showed a bit of prey.

Liu Yuechan and the others were also shocked. There was a commotion around them, and everyone in the Liu family was furious.

That Samor, stroking his beard, looked tall and profound.

"Grandpa Xu, I want this girl!"

At this time, the white-haired young man, Jack Smith, came over in a timely manner, and pointed at Liu Miaoxue, looking like a rice bug with a head on his head, somewhat impatiently.

The corners of Xu Shigui's mouth curled up a little, "My good boy, if you like it, I'll even give it to you, this old woman..."

Jack quickly waved his hands, "No, no, I don't want the old woman, I want this girl, and the rest, I'll make you slaves!"

After finishing speaking, the young man pinched his fingerprints, and a black air condensed between his fingers to look like a skull, and hit Liu Miaoxue directly.

This guy, just a seventh-level ghost pattern master, dared to fight Liu Miaoxue.

Liu Miaoxue dodged sideways and shot at the young man with a sword finger.

The young man was shocked and couldn't dodge at all, he never thought that Liu Miaoxue was so strong.

At this time, a figure appeared in front of the young man, it was that Samur who looked like Santa Claus.

The sword energy shot at his chest, as if hitting an invisible barrier, it was instantly annihilated.

Samor shook the ashes on his chest, and also made a handprint, a black skull print appeared between his fingers, flicked his fingers, and shot directly at Liu Miaoxue.

Ghost pattern, Kunlun slave!

Samer has recently surpassed the tattoo master and reached the realm of Wenzong. Once an expert makes a move, he will know if there is one. At this moment, Liu Miaoxue was stunned.

"Humph!"

It was still Liu Yuechan who was experienced, snorted coldly, took out a feather fan from nowhere, and slammed it in front of her.

The skull was bounced back directly.

With a sound of yo, it was a coincidence that it hit Ma Santong's buttocks, disappeared in an instant.

"oops!"

Ma Santong jumped his feet as if his butt was being burned by fire. He only felt that the right half of his butt was very hot.

"What the hell?"

Ma Santong yelled anxiously, this is so unlucky, there are so many people at the scene, why did they fall in love with me!
While speaking, a scorching and strange force had followed Ren Duer's pulse to Baihui, and Ma Santong instantly felt his consciousness being kneaded by a force like dough, and he was a little confused.

This ghost pattern is a Kunlun slave. If someone takes off Ma Santong's pants now, he will definitely be able to see the tattoo on his buttocks.

This is the untold secret of the ghost pattern lineage, a technique used to enslave others, and it is quite vicious.

At this moment, Ma Santong felt a hand on his shoulder, and immediately, the hot and strange energy faded away like a tide, and his consciousness quickly recovered.

That feeling is like being salvaged when you are drowning and suffocating.

Ma Santong coughed violently, turned around and saw that it was Chen Muyu standing beside him.

"You actually broke my spell?"

Samor looked at the young man who suddenly appeared in front of him. His ghost pattern technique has reached the peak. In this world, people who can break his technique can be counted with two hands. How many people have met here? The one in front of him What can young people do?
(End of this chapter)