The fifth master of Yin said angrily: "Young master did die in our Yinxing. As the owner of the Old Man Villa in Yinxing, I have an unshirkable responsibility. If you want to punish me, then punish me. I will pay for your son's life. Zhang Er

Skin is the future of Yin Xing, the Tao Emperor of our Yin Xing, you can't hurt him."

"Yes, Zhang Erpi just killed the female ghost who killed your son and avenged you. You can't hurt Zhang Erpi."

Wang Guiyi hurriedly explained.

"Hmph, you destroyed it just when you said it would be destroyed? Is there any evidence? My son died like this, but you were unscathed. Why?"

"Because your son deserves to die. Who made him lustful? He knew how to find a woman in one day, otherwise he wouldn't have had the opportunity to be seduced by a female prostitute. Who is to blame?"

Sun Miao's voice was not loud, but everyone heard it.

"Are you looking for death?"

Fifth Master Yin immediately said: "Xiang Wentian, tell me if you have anything to do. Don't touch my Yin Xing people."

Xiang Wentian looked at Yin Laowu coldly and said: "Yin Laowu, I didn't realize that you are still so protective of the calf. How can I let go of the pain of losing my son? Today I will let you see how I can offend Xiang Wentian.

End."

Xiang Wentian took the crutch and walked towards Sun Miao with his head covered.

The moment the crutch fell in the air, a strong aura came over him.

Xiang Wentian is worthy of being a former Taoist Emperor. His magical power is as deep as the eighth level. He is a great person.

Even Lord Yin Wu is no match for him.

Looking at the entire Yin line, there are very few people with such profound inner strength.

Wang Guiyi and Li Ao were also shocked. They didn't expect Xiang Wentian to be so powerful.

If this hit Sun Miao, she would die suddenly on the spot.

Just when everyone was stunned, I rushed forward with a sword step.

He grabbed Sun Miao with one hand and pulled him to the side, and blocked him with the other hand. The strong internal force instantly formed an airflow, and he had a real fight with Xiang Wentian.

Boom!

Boom!

Xiang Wentian was repelled by the air current.

"You little bastard, you dared to rob someone from my hands a few times. I want you to pay for my son's life and suffer death!"

Xiang Wentian was so angry that he wanted to fight me to death.

"Wait!"

I stretched out a hand and stopped Xiang Wentian.

"Why are you afraid? If you kneel down and beg me for mercy, I will let you go."

I snorted coldly: "Why do you have to pay for your son's life? He is not dead yet!"

Xiang Wentian suddenly lowered his raised hand and said in shock: "What did you say?"

"I said you are so looking forward to your son's death?"

"Are you making fun of our master? All of us here are Onmyojis. Can't you tell whether this person is dead or alive? My junior brother is no longer breathing, and his soul has left his body. Not only us, but also your Yin Yang masters."

Who in the industry dares to say that he is not dead? I think you are just a eloquent person, and you are engaging in confusing behavior."

Xiang Wentian's top disciple yelled at me.

Xiang Wentian looked at the body of his son Xiang Leng, and then at me.

"Your Yinxing Dao Emperor is not sick, right? Yin Laowu, what on earth does this kid mean?"

Sun Miao pulled me aside and whispered: "Boss, he is dead, 100% dead. We just used spiritualism. His soul is not within a thousand miles, which means he has gone to Huangquan Road and cannot be saved.

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"Yes, even Fifth Master Yin can't do anything. Zhang Erpi, don't talk nonsense."

I said confidently: "When I say I'm not dead, I'm not dead!"

Xiang Wentian pointed his cane at me with a look of disbelief on his face.

"Zhang, do you mean you can save my son?"

"That's right!"

"Okay, if you can save my son Xiang Leng, I, Xiang Wentian, will never cause any trouble for you."

I shook my head.

"What do you mean, kid? I tell you, if you can't save him, you have to pay for my son's life and kill yourself on the spot."

"Yes, I will pay for my junior brother with my life and kill myself on the spot!"

Xiang Wentian's disciples were noisy and noisy.

"If I can't save him, I will kill myself to pay for it. But if I do, what will you do?"

Xiang Wentian looked at me with his small black eyes.

"What do you want us to do?"

"Kneel down and kowtow to me and Fifth Master Yin to apologize, and accept me as your master. I will never interfere in Yin Xing's affairs from now on."

"You are so brave, a guy with no hair, you actually asked my master to become your disciple. Do you want to die?"

Xiang Wentian's eldest disciple stared with a pair of bull's eyes and wanted to duel with me.

"Daquan, please don't be rude. If he dares to kill himself on the spot, I will dare to worship him as my teacher. This bet is not too much."

"Master, he is insulting you."

"Huh, I don't have the ability to measure him. I'll sharpen the knife later and try to kill him with one knife to save him from suffering."

"Yes, master!"

"Zhang, you don't need to talk big. There will be times when you cry. I agree to your terms."

Xiang Wentian looked at me coldly.

"Master, this guy is insidious, let's not fall into his trap."

Xiang Wentian's great disciple said.

"What are you afraid of? We just used spiritualism but couldn't find Xiang Leng's soul. It means that we have gone to Huangquan Road and entered the underworld. But we have entered the underworld. With our identity, even the top Yin Master can save him.

I don’t believe him if he doesn’t come back, let alone a young boy. Do you think it’s possible?”

His disciples shook their heads.

"This is absolutely impossible. Master, you are so powerful but you have no way to save yourself. How can he do it? But why is this kid not afraid of death when he says such big words?"

"Well, I think he must have a conspiracy, maybe just to delay time."

Xiang Wentian looked at Xiang Leng lying on the ground, with tears in his eyes and a pale face, and said: "Son, daddy will definitely help you get revenge. There is no point in delaying time. This is equivalent to robbing the Lord of Hell. How is it possible?

, Is he just bragging? I want to see what kind of medicine this guy is selling in his gourd. If he dares to deceive me, I will make a big fuss today."

"How can we save people when they are already dead? Zhang Erpi is really boasting now." Tang Si shook his head and said with no confidence.

"Yes, if you can't save us, not only will you lose the face of us Yin Xing people, but you will also have to die to make amends. Isn't this just asking for death?"

"Could it be that Zhang Erpi wants to use the corpse to bring back the soul and use magic to support him for a while?"

"Impossible. There is a time limit for reviving a corpse. Who is Xiang Wentian? Look at his strength just now. That was an eighth-level mana. None of us in Yin Xing have such high internal power as him. How can he still see it?

Is this the case of resurrecting a dead body?"

"What should we do? I'm worried about Zhang Erpi."

Wang Guiyi pulled me and whispered: "Erpi, this is not the time to brag. This bet cannot be made. If Xiang Leng doesn't come back, will you really kill yourself in public?"

"If Xiang Leng doesn't live, then I will die in front of him."

"You are confused, you are confused. We have about a hundred people in Yin Xing, and we are still afraid that Xiang Wentian will fail. At worst, Uncle Wang will block it for you, so you run away first."
Chapter completed!