Chapter 242 Everyone present is trash
But what she didn't expect was that these old men just smiled at her.
They didn't mean to apologize at all.
Zhu Rourong even pressed her head with one hand, pushed her behind him, and taught her: "Old men, do the work, little kid, go behind."
Li Yihan's eyes widened.
These old men.
What's going on?
Did he have a brain injury?
She finally got a chance to understand from Cheng Wu, but these old men didn't know how to cherish it at all.
But what she didn't expect was that these old men not only didn't apologize, but continued to shout at Cheng Wu and others: "You little brats, I'll give you a quarter of an hour to leave here, otherwise you will die together."
Hearing
this.
Li Yihan was so frightened that her face turned pale and her heart was beating wildly.
Because what they said not only offended the original Cheng Wu, but also offended all the disciples of the sect present.
There are many proud sons of heaven here, and she, Li Yihan, can only be considered as a middle-class level at most.
Sure enough.
This sentence completely ignited the anger of everyone present.
Some people in the field moved their swords and knives at the same time, and the murderous intent surged.
Usually, they are all arrogant and proud in the sect, so how can they tolerate a few old men they don’t even know yelling at them.
"Oh, you are going to fight?"
Zhu Rourong looked at these people with disdain.
"Old man, kneel down and confess your guilt quickly, otherwise, you will die without a burial place." Cheng Wu shouted coldly.
"Confess?"
Zhu Rourong sneered, "Why do you have to confess?"
"You, there are so many of us, aren't you afraid?" Cheng Wu shouted in a deep voice.
"Afraid?"
Zhu Rourong sneered, shook his head with a mocking look on his face, and said, "We are not afraid of you, because in our eyes, everyone present is trash!"
This sentence made the angry people explode directly.
"Brothers, these people are too arrogant, who cares who they are, kill them."
"Yes, kill them."
"Together."
Suddenly, hundreds of disciples in the field flew up, raised their swords, and chopped at Zhu Rourong and the other six.
Seeing this scene, Li Yihan was so scared that her face turned pale. She gritted her teeth and shouted angrily: "If you are like this, really, really no one can save you."
As she said that, she shook her head, closed her eyes, and stepped aside.
She couldn't figure out what medicine these old men took tonight to commit suicide when they were quite normal before.
In this situation, she was completely powerless.
She had given up.
The crowd had already reached the top of Zhu Rourong and others, and each of them was ferocious and murderous.
However, the six people did not change their expressions.
It was not until these people got closer and closer that the cloudy eyes of the old man Wang in the lead moved slightly.
A monstrous momentum suddenly erupted in his body.
Whoosh!
This momentum was like a raging wave, which stirred up a huge storm and rushed towards the sect disciples who were rushing over.
"Boom!"
Almost instantly, the faces of these disciples changed drastically, and the swords in their hands flew, and they fell to the ground, turning into streams of light and flew out in unison.
"Ahhhhhhh..."
For a moment, there were screams everywhere, and everyone spit out blood and fell heavily to the ground, their eyes full of fear.
Li Yihan, who had closed her eyes, also noticed the change. She
suddenly opened her eyes.
She happened to see the scene of hundreds of elite disciples falling to the ground and flying out one by one.
Such a scene was like a thunder in her mind.
She was so shocked that her mouth was cold and her heart was about to jump out. She was shivering all over.
These old men...
these old men actually...
actually...
how could
it be possible?
These old men who had been with her day and night for so many days and looked like ordinary people were actually super strong! ?
Just relying on a momentum, they collectively sent hundreds of elite disciples of the sect flying?
You know, the strongest among these disciples is a martial emperor.
And being able to send a martial emperor flying with momentum, doesn't that mean that these old men are at least martial masters? Martial masters
!
Thinking of this, Li Yihan's heart was pounding, and for a moment she didn't dare to look at these old men.
Because she remembered that along the way, she scolded these old men, taught them how to behave, and called them mortals...
mortals.
Have you ever seen such a strong mortal?
She couldn't help but stepped back two steps, her face pale, and her scalp tingling.
In their eyes, she is just a little clown!
No wonder.
No wonder they dared to come to Nansha from Pingjiang City, and they looked fearless, they turned out to be such masters.
No wonder they were not afraid of Cheng Wu and other elite disciples.
"Who are you?"
At this time, the injured disciples got up, stared at Old Man Wang and others with hatred on their faces, and shouted solemnly: "Why do you want to trouble our major sects for no reason? Do you know that the masters of our major sects are nearby? Aren't you afraid of our sects' revenge?"
"Revenge?"
Zhu Rourong sneered and said disdainfully: "I'm not afraid to tell you that not only you are garbage in our eyes, but also the sects behind you are garbage in our eyes!"
"You..."
"You you you..."
"Are you really not afraid of the wind blowing your tongue off?"
Hearing this, these sect disciples were so angry that they vomited blood.
"Okay, okay, if that's the case, then stay here and don't run!"
Everyone shouted with hatred on their faces.
While speaking, Cheng Wu took out a signal bomb and fired it directly.
Another disciple from Chuixue Villa also rang the emergency signal of their sect.
"What?"
"It's a red signal!"
Li Yihan's eyes widened when she saw this scene.
As a native of Nansha, she knew very well what the red signal meant. Disciples would only ring the red signal when they encountered an emergency crisis and had a deep hatred.
And the result is basically a fight to the death!
This time, things really got out of hand.
She bit her teeth tightly, hesitated for a long time, and finally mustered up the courage to walk towards Zhu Rourong and the others.
"Senior, senior..."
She didn't dare to confront the gazes of these people, and was even more afraid that these masters would settle accounts with her, so at this moment she was completely gritting her teeth.
"Senior, you are not native to Nansha, and you probably don't know what the red signal means. You should leave quickly!"
"No need to leave, we'll wait for them here." Wu Yonghong smiled faintly.
Hearing this, Li Yihan's face became anxious.
It seems that these old men still don't know the seriousness of the matter. Although she knows that these people are very strong, how strong can they be stronger than the big sects in Nansha?
So she hurriedly explained: "Senior, they are from Fengyun Valley and Chuixue Mountain Villa, two major forces in Nansha. There are not only countless martial arts masters in their sect, but also many martial arts masters. If you don't leave now, when their masters come, I'm afraid you won't be able to leave.
" You provided the great god Feng Lingbei. You are already level 1000. The highest level outside is 30.