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"Hehehe...Tian Shaoxia, I said, no matter what method I use, as long as I can subdue you, you have to come with us to the Ghost Domain and let us collect the 50,000 taels of gold bounty. Now, this girl
In our hands, if you don't hold back, I will let her die immediately under my lion king sandalwood staff." The sixty-year-old man grabbed Mo Ya's right arm with his left hand and had already pulled back the black light.
He put the lion's head staff in his right hand, put the lion's head on Mo Ya's head, and said with a sneer.
When Tian Zongyu saw Mo Ya being controlled by the sixty-year-old man, he was really angry and anxious. While controlling the Lan Yu Divine Sword and fighting with the remaining three magical weapons, he shouted to the old man:
"Old thief, you are so despicable, please let Mo Ya go, this matter has nothing to do with her."
"Tian Zongyu, you are too naive. If I let this little girl go, then why should I work so hard to catch her? I can't help but tell you, if you don't catch her today,
Not only her, but everyone in this warehouse will die under my lion king sandalwood staff." The sixty-year-old man said coldly.
"Grandpa, you...how could you do this? Tian Zongyu is a devil and a bad guy, but this sister is not, and neither are those uncles carrying bags. You...are you out of your mind?" Looking at himself
Grandpa held a little girl hostage to threaten Tian Zongyu. Meng Ting couldn't help but rush to her grandfather's side and shouted anxiously.
"Ting'er, you see clearly, this is Jianghu. If grandpa doesn't do this, it will not be easy for me, your uncles, and your Aunt Xue to subdue him. Such a
Come on, of course we won't be able to catch him." The sixty-year-old man said in a serious voice.
"Then... shouldn't it be better if we don't want the bounty? Grandpa, I beg you, please let this sister go!" Meng Ting begged the old man.
"You damn girl, you're so mad at me. After grandpa does this business, he can collect the mountains, find a quiet place with you, enjoy his old age, and buy you a lot of things you like, and grandpa himself can live.
It won't be long, aren't I thinking about you?" the sixty-year-old man said with a tight chest.
"No, I don't want it. I don't want delicious food, nice clothes, or fun things. I want grandpa to let my sister go, and I want grandpa to be a good person..." Meng Ting struggled.
"Isn't Grandpa just trying to be a good person now? Think about it, Tian Zongyu is a famous evil man in the world. He killed his master, his fellow disciples, and dozens of righteous cultivators. If he didn't
If you capture him, many good people will die in his hands. Although grandpa is doing this for money, he is also eliminating harm from the world!"
"But it's too embarrassing for grandpa to do this. If you have the ability, you can defeat Tian Zongyu yourself and then take him to the Ghost Realm to collect the bounty. But now you use this sister to threaten him, which loses the true nature of a hero.
Humph, Ting'er looks down on you." Meng Ting said angrily.
"You...you...you make me so angry."
While the grandfather and grandson were talking, Tian Zongyu took advantage of this gap and wanted to knock down the opponent's hand again. He used all his cultivation skills, concentrated his mind, and launched the attack on the three people who were still struggling.
The most violent attack. Soon, one of the opponent's three remaining magic weapons was knocked to the ground, and the remaining two seemed to be even more difficult to attack.
When the magic weapon fell to the ground and made a crisp clang, the old man who was arguing with Meng Ting suddenly woke up and ignored the granddaughter who gave him a big head. He placed the lion head staff on Mo Ya's head.
With a slight pressure on her head, Mo Ya immediately let out a scream: "Tian Zongyu, do you really want this girl to die in front of you? If you don't stop, my lion king sandalwood staff will be rude.
, hit this girl’s little head directly.” The sixty-year-old man shouted coldly.
"Old thief, I'm warning you, if you dare to hurt a hair on Mo Ya, no one of the people who came with you will be able to leave here alive." Tian Zongyu said in a deep and anxious voice.
"Oh, in that case, there's nothing to talk about. Wu Qing, Yuntian, you two just hold on for a while longer. Let me kill this girl first, then kill all the coolies, and then come back to help you escape." Liu
After Old Man Xun finished speaking, he raised the lion's head staff in his right hand high, and with the thigh meat of his right arm bulging, it was obvious that he exerted a lot of force and slowly lowered it towards Mo Ya's head.
"Grandpa, don't do it." Seeing that the sixty-year-old man's lion-head staff was about to fall on Mo Ya's head, Meng Ting hurriedly stepped forward, hugged his arm, and shouted eagerly.
But the sixty-year-old man turned a deaf ear, and the lion-head staff in his hand still slowly moved closer to Moya's head. Although it could be seen that Meng Ting was trying her best to prevent the lion-head staff from falling, but her strength,
It has no effect at all on this sixty-year-old man.
A look of extreme panic appeared on Meng Ting's face, small marks had fallen from the corners of her eyes, and two lines of tears rolled down her clothes. Meng Ting kept shouting in panic: "Grandpa, don't want it..."
…Grandpa doesn’t want it…”
However, that damn old man seemed to have become determined after taking the thallium pill, and still turned a deaf ear and slowly pressed towards Mo Ya's head.
While Tian Zongyu was fighting with the two remaining magic weapons, his eyes never left the place where Mo Ya was being coerced. When he saw that the old man was really going to attack Mo Ya, he couldn't help but rush.
He shouted: "Old thief, no."
When the sixty-year-old man heard Tian Zongyu's shout, he immediately stopped pressing the lion's head stick against Mo Ya and said with a proud smile: "How about it, Young Master Tian compromised?"
"I compromise, I'll let you go!" As he spoke, Tian Zongyu's magic weapon launched the last two attacks on the two magic weapons that were already extremely difficult in the air, and then quickly controlled the Lan Yu Divine Sword back to his own.
In the right hand.
These two blows seemed to contain the infinite resentment in Tian Zongyu's heart. The power of the attack suddenly increased a lot. The light of the two magic weapons that had already become a little dim became dim under these two attacks.
It was even darker, and they were actually hit and retreated from the land of Misu at the same time.
When Tian Zongyu's Lanyu Divine Sword was returned to his hands, the two people standing on the field who were still fighting hard couldn't help but feel lightened and breathed a big sigh of relief. They naturally did not dare to pursue, so they took advantage of this gap to quickly control
He returned to his magic weapon, stood on the spot, and performed simple movement recovery.
"Young Shaoxia Tian's cultivation is really amazing. He was able to injure three of us without any damage to himself. And if you hadn't stopped in time, I believe the other two would have been knocked down by you very quickly.
Therefore, in order to prevent Mr. Tian from resisting, I have a ruthless request, that is, to ask Mr. Tian to cut off his hand tendons. What do you think?" the sixty-year-old man said with an almost shameless sneer.
As soon as the words "Self-broken Hand Tendon" came into his ears, Tian Zongyu suddenly remembered that more than two years ago, when he first went down the mountain, when the poisonous scholar Ouyang Xiaoru held Lan Lan hostage and threatened him to cut off his arms, he used "
The trick in the Attack Skills of "Rogue Cultivation Technique" to Confuse the Enemy was concealed from the sky. If it is used according to the law at this time, it will definitely have unexpected effects. Therefore, Tian Zongyu agreed without thinking about it: "Okay, I agree.
you."
As soon as Tian Zongyu finished speaking, Mo Ya tried her best to hold back the heart-wrenching pain that the sixty-year-old man had just pressed on her head, lightly opened her pale lips, and weakly shouted: "Brother Tian... don't..."
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