Brother Dao Committed Evil Again

Not to mention how deeply resentful the Song family's father and son were, but they said that they didn't walk two steps away, and a group of people rushed out from behind, and surrounded them like lightning. Did not respond.

The opponent's skill is too powerful, and it has already exceeded the limit of martial arts. When did such a capable person appear in the arena? And he didn't know it.

"Everyone, who are you? What advice do you have?" The head of Taiyizong said calmly with a sullen breath.

At this time, a tall man stepped forward, who seemed to be the leader of the crowd, pointed his sword at the two and said, "Come on! Have you seen an old man passing by here?"

He spoke very rudely, so to speak, with a kind of bossy style, which Song Zhilian could not bear.

Only he said that to others, when would it be someone else's turn to bark in front of him!

He replied without hesitation, "Looking for death! Take away your broken sword, kneel down and beg for mercy, otherwise... Hmph, I must let you taste the torture of my Taizong - the nine-turn reincarnation technique!"

He spoke too quickly, and the head of Taiyizong, who was carrying him, complained in his heart, and secretly pinched his thigh a few times, reminding him not to be frivolous.

However, Song Zhilian was like a stunned young man. Not only did he not react, but he patted him on the shoulder and said angrily, "Old man, what are you doing to pinch me? It hurts me to death, you must pinch me. It's too green, it's too much, and the tiger poison still doesn't eat its children, are you trying to make fun of me?"

At this time, he was chattering about the unhappiness of the head of Taiyizong, but he didn't even bother to call the head father.

The head of Lanling Taizong hated that iron could not become steel, but he couldn't throw this stupid thing on his back.

He gritted his teeth and persuaded in a low voice: "Stinky boy, be honest with me, I can't deal with these people, your father."

He thought he understood what he said, but he overestimated the IQ of his son.

"Father, just scare me, I'm not a child anymore, I don't need you to point fingers at this kind of thing, I have a lot of anger in my heart. Haven't I seen people who pretend to be slapped in the face these years? Blind me, I'm not an ignorant child."

Song Zhilian looked arrogant and arrogant, and didn't even look directly at the men who surrounded them.

The cultivator on the opposite side of Nai He is not an ordinary person. Even though they are far apart, they can hear it clearly.

"what!"

The cultivator's originally cold face instantly collapsed by three points.

"Looking for death! You don't want to live anymore? Let me fulfill you."

The sword in the cultivator's hand flew out with a swish, like a living creature, went around behind the head of Taiyi Sect, and stabbed Song Zhilian with the hilt of the sword.

"Ahhh!" Song Zhilian instantly let out a scream like a pig.

The pain stabbed his heart deeply, and almost burst a heart out of his back.

The head of Taiyizong couldn't see and didn't know what was going on. Hearing Aiko's miserable cry, he hurriedly jumped and tried his best to stay away from the abusive man.

"Humph! I don't know how to praise, this is the end of disobedience!"

The leader wanted to use Feijian to hurt people, but he heard his companion shout, "Don't waste your energy, there is an abandoned carriage here, but the horse is gone, so hurry up and chase!"

The cultivator seemed to be in a hurry to chase people, but he didn't get too entangled, but when he passed by the two of them, he smiled evilly at the corner of his mouth, and lifted his foot to kick the head of Taiyizong two feet away.

As the head of a sect, he is not a vegetarian, but facing this group of young lovers who are much younger than him, he can't escape.

Even, he couldn't even see when the other party kicked, and he didn't talk about avoiding it.

He fell backwards beautifully, Song Zhilian sadly made a back pad, screaming "Ow Ow" in pain.

Miserable, why so miserable? Can this still be done by humans? No one could give him an answer.

"Son, are you alright?" The head of Taiyizong hurriedly helped him up.

However, Song Zhilian slapped him away, "Stinky old man, you are so useless, what do you want? Ah woo! It hurts your uncle!"

Because of his emotional excitement, he pulled the back that was stabbed by the hilt of the sword. It felt as if his heart and liver were stabbed through the flesh.

The loser used the hilt of the sword, if it were the point of the sword, otherwise, Song Zhilian would have been heartbroken and his soul would fly!

In the face of Song Zhilian's accusation, the head of Taiyizong was too choked to speak. He has lived for a long time, and this is the first time he has met a monk, and he has been arbitrarily manipulated like slaughtering chickens and dogs. This kind of encounter is also the first time.

Since he was young, he has beaten the masters of the eighteen sects of Lingyin Continent, and there are few opponents. On the tower of Zijin City, they fought for three days and three nights with Ye Xiunian, the number one sword **** in the world at that time.

In the end, he tried his best to destroy one thousand and injure the enemy eight hundred. He was lucky enough to win the opponent by one move and a half, and he knocked the opponent's skill away without saying anything, and even kicked it to the gate of the city and hung it up.

At that time, he was very beautiful, and he was famous all over the world. Heroes from all walks of life came to visit and seek refuge in one after another. Only then did the most powerful sect today—Taiyi Sect.

He had been honored all his life, but Lin Lao only realized that a top training master like himself could not even take a single move in front of the monks.

This is so distressing!

More importantly, even his children showed disappointment at him.

He turned his back to Song Zhilian in discomfort, and said in a muffled voice, "Come up! Let's hurry up, it's getting dark!"

Regardless of whether the head of Taiyizong is a qualified head, he must be a good father. It's a pity that I met a Song Zhilian, but he was a selfish character and pushed him to the ground in disgust.

"Look at your cowardice, don't talk to me, I don't know you, get up for me!"

He only felt that he was particularly shameless, the pain made him lose his mind, and all the faults were pushed on this cheap old man.

If he was still staying in the sect, why would he be hurt so badly?

As long as you find him a highly skilled bodyguard, even if he is useless, he can still play the piano with those beautiful girls in the sect, and enjoy the scenery and the moon, which is not a beautiful thing in the world.

Unexpectedly, his father was suspicious and worried about anyone. When he went out, he didn't even bring a sect disciple with him.

People all over the world say that if there is a problem, the disciples will take their time. If they bring ten or eight disciples on the road, even if one of their horses is snatched away, there will still be disciples, so they don't have to walk in embarrassment.

What's more, in the face of this group of unreasonable men, you can also let the disciples help to be beaten, so as not to let him run into someone else's hands and almost lose half his life.

In the face of the accusation, the head of Taiyizong still bent down silently and urged, "Come up! Hurry up."

This time, Song Zhilian reluctantly climbed onto his back, and he kept muttering whether he was wrong or not.

Along the way, such scolding has never stopped.