听到商言的话语,周倚桥像是抓住了些什么。

It's a pity that just as some thoughts came into his mind, he was interrupted by Shang Yan's next behavior.

"Su Hongying, at this point, you still want to hide behind these old people. Do you really think of yourself as a member of the Su family?"

Amid everyone's surprised gazes, Shang Yan stared at Su Hongying in front of Zhou Yiqiao with evil eyes and spoke.

Upon hearing this, all the Su family monks did not react.

Immediately afterwards, everyone only heard a muffled groan.

Looking back, I saw a Su family monk at the end of the team, whose chest had been pierced by a scarlet sickle.

And the person holding this sickle is the Su Hongying that Shang Yan mentioned!

At this moment, Su Hongying no longer had the heroic appearance of the past. Instead, there was overwhelming hatred that could not be hidden around her.

"How could you forget? How dare you forget?"

"The Su family slaughtered all my merchants and occupied Storm Island. They have been trying to eradicate us for thousands of years. How dare I, Shang Hongying, forget these things one by one?!"

The sickle was pulled out from the chest of the Su family monk, with blood all over the sky, dyeing the woman who should be called Shang Hongying at this moment even more coquettish and bloodthirsty!

Holding a sickle in her hand, she walked towards everyone in the Su family step by step. With every step she took, the evil energy in her body doubled, as if she was a demon king crawling out of a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood. It was heartbreaking!

"Hong...Hongying, you are the direct disciple of my Su family. The Su family has spent countless resources on you for hundreds of years. You cannot betray the Su family!"

The sixth uncle of the Su family was the first among all the monks of the Su family to understand Shang Hongying's true identity.

His tone was urgent, hoping to use the Su family's kindness in raising this girl to awaken her rationality.

Shang Hongying sneered when she heard this.

"Which resource on Storm Island is not the wealth of my merchant?"

"You use my business's wealth to 'train' me, and you still want me, Shang Hongying, to be grateful to your Su family?"

"dream!"

After saying that, she raised the sickle in her hand again and rushed towards another Su family monk, instantly piercing his throat and taking away his life!

"you......"

The sixth uncle of the Su family had a distorted face, as if he was stimulated.

He pointed at Shang Hongying and his lips trembled for a long time before spitting out a few words.

"Okay, okay, so what if there is one more Shang Hongying? How can the more than ten Nascent Soul cultivators from my Su family not be able to fight against the two evil beasts left behind by your merchant!"

“诸位,一齐动手,先行撤离此地,待返回家族之后,我们在从长计议!”

老者虽是这么说,但周身却已是被法器环绕,严阵以待。

The Su family monks followed suit, and soon dozens of spiritual treasures of various shapes were suspended in the sky, illuminating the entire deserted island with colorful lights.

Looking at the magic weapons in the sky, Shang Yan's eyes still showed no trace of fear, but instead showed increasingly obvious anger.

His anger was building up until the end, and instead he clapped his hands and laughed.

"Okay, very good, use the magic weapon in my merchant's treasure house to deal with my merchant family, it's really good!"

He laughed so hard that he was out of breath, and tears flowed from the corners of his eyes when he laughed at the end.

But even so, the ten Yuanying monks of the Su family still just looked at Shang Yan's crazy state and did not dare to act rashly.

Suddenly, Shang Yan's laughter stopped.

He looked up to the sky and roared, his sad voice resounding in all directions.

“商红缨,你带来的那个苏家之外的修士,能不能自己解决掉?”

His direction was extremely clear, and he was obviously the only monk in the field who belonged to neither the Su family nor the merchants, Zhou Yiqiao.

Shang Hongying looked at Zhou Yiqiao, nodded in agreement, and then raised the sickle in her hand.

"Fellow Daoist Zhou, I'm offended!"

"Whoosh!"

With the sound of breaking wind, Shang Hongying's sickle flew out of his hand and turned into an afterimage and flew towards Zhou Yiqiao.

Seeing the sickle coming, Zhou Yiqiao frowned slightly.

He did not dodge, but waved his right arm, summoning the cold dagger and the sickle to confront each other, and then suddenly smiled and said words that all the Su family monks had unexpectedly said.

"I also want to get a piece of the Su family's pie. Can I join?"

As soon as these words came out, the face of the sixth uncle of the Su family suddenly became extremely ugly.

He stared at Zhou Yiqiao fiercely, his eyes full of madness.

"Zhou Yiqiao, you are only in the middle stage of Nascent Soul, do you really want to be an enemy of my Su family!?"

"Haha... an enemy?"

Zhou Yiqiao chuckled and shook his head.

"He who knows the current affairs is a hero. You, as many Yuan Ying monks from the Su family, can't stand up to a businessman. Do you still want me, an outsider, to shed my blood for your Su family?"

Speaking of this, he looked at Shang Yan intentionally or unintentionally, trying to see the latter's expression clearly.

Although he has extended an olive branch to Shang Yan, it does not mean that he will completely relax and cooperate with the other party.

Although it seems that Shang Yan's strength exceeds his own at the moment, if the other party wants to turn against him, Zhou Yiqiao is still confident that he can escape and escape intact.

The whole scene suddenly became eerily silent.

Everyone's eyes were focused on Shang Yan, waiting for his words to determine the next direction on the battlefield.

In full view of everyone, Shang Yan slowly closed his eyes, took a deep breath and opened them, meeting Zhou Yiqiao's gaze with burning eyes.

"What does Zhou Daoyou want?"

Shang Yan is a smart man and obviously does not believe that Zhou Yiqiao will help him for free.

Zhou Yiqiao raised his eyebrows slightly when he heard this.

Talking to smart people is ultimately more enjoyable.

For the first time, a knowing smile appeared on his face, and he directly stated what he had already considered in his mind.

"Zhou's stay at Storm Island these days has been an eye-opener."

"Zhou was thinking at that time that it was really a pity that Zhou couldn't keep so many treasures in front of his eyes."

After listening, Shang Yan thought for a moment and agreed to Zhou Yiqiao's request.

"If Fellow Daoist Zhou is really willing to help Shang destroy the Su family, after an hour, Shang can allow Fellow Daoist Zhou to take away any treasures on Storm Island."

As soon as these words came out, before Zhou Yiqiao had time to react, he heard the green-eyed and green-haired sixth uncle of the Su family shouting.

"How outrageous. You two openly talked about the Su family's property in front of my Su family. Do you really treat my Su family as nothing!?"

It's a pity that he only said half of his yelling words before he stopped abruptly.

The old man lowered his head and looked at his chest. Unknown to him, a blood-red sickle and a blue dagger had penetrated his chest.

He raised his head with difficulty to look at Zhou Yiqiao and Shang Hongying, raised his hand and pointed at the two of them. Just as he was about to say something, he died completely and lost his voice.

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