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 self-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, relying on his own intelligence and hard work, to become a new force that is feared by wealthy families. He has been in the world for decades, ups and downs, and fought alone. This is the first time that he feels that he has support.
For once I feel no longer alone.
At that moment, Lang Yuwen made a decision in his heart.
He doesn't want Jiangdong anymore. From now on, he will devote 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, his own mess is too much.
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. Isn'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 indifferently.
Pan Fengnian thought that as Li Muchen was a newly promoted martial arts master, 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, but it was just hung around his neck like a ball.
When the surviving members of the Pan family saw that their master was dead, they all trembled and didn't know what to do.
Mashan was not an executioner. No one resisted, so of course he stopped. But he felt very unhappy and complained: "In such a big family, there is not even 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 fight."
Mashan 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 was not dead yet, but the sword spirit was broken, which damaged his vitality. He knew that he was no match for Li Muchen, and seeing Pan Fengnian dead again, he knew that this time he had met the real evil god, who would kill people when he said it, and he was more ruthless than himself.
.
Pan Jian was worried in the center, and his heart hurt, and he said: "Master Li, I am a disciple of the Yuanding Gate of Wanning Palace in Maoshan. For the sake of being a fellow Taoist disciple, please let me go. I will be there 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 expected that his master, the palace master of Wanning Palace, now the most senior person in Maoshan, even the abbot of Wanfu Palace, Gu Shoumo, would call Yuan Dingyi his uncle, not only could he not be frightened
Instead, Li Muchen 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 upright, his eyes wide open, and he 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 are too many kills and the injustice is too heavy."
As he spoke, his palm faced the sword hilt 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.
The people in the Pan family compound were stunned when they saw this scene, no one dared to speak. Everyone wanted to pretend to be a turtle, hide in 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.
As for the Pan family this time, they did not prepare for as long as they did with the Yuan family in Phentang. 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 we cannot kill them all.
"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 is dead, but Chen Dingbang's eldest son Chen Zhihu is still alive. Chen Zhihu is Pan Fengnian's nephew. It is perfect that he brings the power of the Chen family to Longcheng to help the Pan family reorganize their family business.
Of course, the Pan family's heirs will object, but with Chen Dingbang's ability, it is unlikely that it will be easy for them. And after today, if the Pan family is smart enough, they will not stand out anymore. The family business will no longer be
It is more important than your 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 Mr. 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 his thirst for the near. I'd better stay and deal with it. Go
I can't help you in 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, when he screamed, he choked up a little and was speechless.