The master comes down the mountain: I don’t want to be a son-in-law

Li Muchen's words shocked Lang Yuwen.

raving!

What a wild and boundless rant!

But it was such arrogance that made Lang Yuwen feel proud.

What is confidence? This is confidence!

In comparison, the disdain for Pan Fengnian and the contempt for hatred that he had just shown seemed too weak.

Only strength, real strength, the strength to crush everything, can one speak such wild words and have such confidence.

And when Li Muchen said that Lang Yuwen was his, Lang Yuwen couldn't help but feel a little warm in his heart.

He rose from an ordinary person to a new force that was feared by wealthy families by relying on his own intelligence and hard work. He has been in the world for decades, with ups and downs, and he fought alone. This is the first time I feel supported, the first time I feel no longer alone.

At that moment, Lang Yuwen made a decision in his heart.

He doesn’t want anything like Jiangdong. From then on, he devoted himself to helping Mr. Li revive the Li family. This is a bigger stage and a career that he can fight for his whole life. In comparison, this little thing of mine is too insignificant.

Pan Fengnian also heard the arrogance in Li Muchen's words.

This arrogance frightened him.

"Li, don't be too crazy!" Pan Fengnian knew that begging for mercy was useless, and said loudly with a ferocious look on his face, "I am a member of the East China Shangwu Alliance, and I am protected by the East China Martial Arts Association. You are Nanjiang Grandmaster, you You should protect me, not kill me! If you kill me today, you will violate the mutual protection agreement of the Shangwu Alliance, and the East China Martial Arts Association will not let you go, and you will be the enemy of all the masters in East China!"

"East China Martial Arts Association?"

Li Muchen thought of Bai Fuming whom he had met at the Qiantang Martial Arts Conference. Wasn't he the president of the East China Martial Arts Association? At that time, he also said that he would let Li Muchen be the president.

"Okay, then let them come to me!"

Li Muchen said nonchalantly.

Pan Fengnian thought that Li Muchen, as a newly promoted martial arts master, and the name of the East China Martial Arts Association would always scare him, or at least make him restrain himself a little.

But I didn't expect that Li Muchen didn't care at all and looked very disdainful.

This made Pan Fengnian a little desperate.

And just when he was thinking about what kind of reinforcements he could bring in, Mashan's fist was already in front of him.

With a bang, Pan Fengnian's head tilted to one side.

Ma Shan controlled the force very well. Pan Fengnian's head was not blown away or broken. It was just hung around his neck like a ball.

The surviving members of the Pan family trembled when they saw that their master was dead, not knowing what to do.

Mashan was not an executioner, so of course he stopped as no one resisted. I just felt very unhappy and complained: "Such a big family doesn't even have anyone who can fight, it's not satisfying!"

Li Muchen couldn't help but smile and said: "Brother Mashan, if you are not satisfied, let's go to Maoshan to find some Taoist priests to beat us."

Ma Shan curled his lips and said: "Fighting is okay, but I'm not good at fighting."

Li Muchen turned over the Lightning Strike Peach Wood Sword in his hand and took a few glances at it.

Pan Jianzhong is not dead yet, but his sword spirit has been severed and his vitality has been damaged. He knew that he was no match for Li Muchen, and seeing that Pan Fengnian was dead again, he knew that this time he had met the real evil god, who would kill someone as he was told, and he was even more ruthless than himself.

Pan Jian was worried in the center, and the ninja was hurt, and said: "Master Li, I am under the long gate of Yuanding in Wanning Palace, Maoshan. For the sake of being a fellow Xuanmen, please let me go, and there will be a fight in the future. Great reward!"

"Yuan Dingyi..." Li Muchen muttered the name and glanced at Pan Jianzhong twice. "Originally I didn't bother to kill you, but since you are a disciple of Yuan Dingyi, you can't blame me. If you want to blame, blame me. That’s your master.”

Pan Jianzhong was so frightened that he never thought that his master, the palace master of Wanning Palace, now the most senior person in Maoshan, would even call Gu Shoumo, the abbot of Wanfu Palace, Yuan Dingyi's name not only intimidating, but Li Muchen, on the contrary, brought death to himself.

He looked at Li Muchen in horror and asked in confusion: "Why?"

"Go to the Nine Springs and ask your master."

As Li Muchen spoke, he turned his wrist, and the mahogany sword flew out from his hand, and with a pop, it was inserted into Pan Jianzhong's chest.

Pan Jianzhong stood there with his eyes wide open and refused to close his eyes.

Li Muchen looked at the sword and said: "Thunder struck peach wood, it is a good sword, but it is a pity that there were too many kills and the injustice was too heavy."

As he spoke, his palm faced the hilt of the sword exposed on Pan Jianzhong's chest, and his fingers curled slightly.

I saw the incantation on the mahogany sword suddenly flashed, and the sword's murderous aura suddenly dispersed, as if it wanted to make a final struggle and resistance.

The sword trembled violently.

Suddenly, with a bang, the spell was extinguished, and the sword body turned into smoke and dust, along with Pan Jianzhong's body, turned into a ball of red light and dissipated between the sky and the earth.

People in the Pan family compound were stunned when they saw this scene, and no one dared to speak. Everyone would like to pretend to be a turtle, hide inside the shell and never come out.

Li Muchen naturally looked down upon these people, but Lang Yuwen had to think about how to subdue the Pan family after killing Pan Fengnian.

This time, the Pan family did not prepare for as long as they did with the Yuan family in Futang. They first conquered the Nanjiang wealthy families and then disintegrated the Yuan family's alliance, and then were able to successfully take over the Yuan family's property.

The Pan family is a big family, with a prosperous population and many relatives, so they cannot all be killed.

"Master Li, what should we do with these people?" Lang Yuwen asked.

Li Muchen didn't seem to take it to heart and said, "You can call Chen Dingbang later and ask him to clean up the mess."

Lang Yuwen was stunned for a moment, then suddenly understood, and secretly praised: Brilliant!

The relationship between the Chen family and the Pan family has broken down, but on the surface, they are still relatives.

Pan Fengying died, but Chen Dingbang's eldest son Chen Zhihu was still alive. Chen Zhihu is Pan Fengnian's nephew. It is perfect for him to bring the power of the Chen family to Longcheng to help the Pan family reorganize their family business.

Of course the Pan family's heirs would object, but with Chen Dingbang's ability, he probably wouldn't make it easy for them. And after today, if the Pan family members are smart enough, they won't stand out anymore. No matter how important the family fortune is, it is not as important as one's own life.

Lang Yuwen admired Li Muchen very much. The seemingly casual arrangement turned out to be such a perfect plan.

"Okay, I'll call Patriarch Chen right away."

Li Muchen nodded: "Get in the car and fight again when you get to the car."

"Get in the car? Where to go?" Lang Yuwen was confused.

"Go to Maoshan. The man who killed you is called Liu Mengyu, and he is a disciple of Wanfu Palace in Maoshan. I want to know whether Wanfu Palace was involved in his coming to Hecheng to harm you. I said, if they can't give me an explanation, I will let the other half of Dragon City collapse." Li Muchen said.

Lang Yuwen thought for a while and said: "The Chen family is far away in Shenzhou. The head of the Chen family doesn't know what's happening here yet. When Zhihu comes, he has to be prepared. I'm afraid the water from far away can't quench the thirst of the people nearby. I'd better stay and deal with it. Go I can’t help Maoshan.”

Li Muchen shook his head and said: "That won't work. Even though Pan Fengnian is dead, the Pan family is still there, and the sky in Longcheng has not completely changed. Only if you stay by my side can I rest assured."

Lang Yuwen felt warm in his heart and said: "Master Li..."

Unexpectedly, after shouting, he was choked up and speechless.