Chapter 1179: Fallen descendants conquer Feng Shui master 9

Chapter 1179: Fallen descendants conquer Feng Shui master 9

Zong Yujing raised his left hand and pointed his index finger to the metal front cover of the Land Rover cruiser. A crack that was three inches wide and emitting blue smoke instantly appeared on it.

The disciples outside Bihaimen, who had not recovered from his swift movement, looked at this scene in shock: His hand... obviously didn't touch the car! How exactly is this done?

"Lead the way?"

Zong Yujing asked three words indifferently. He was just about to move, and those who wanted to win by numbers instantly became like chickens.

"Lead, lead the way."

Several people's legs and feet were weak, and they stared at them tremblingly. Shu Ange pushed the person in the way away, and walked into the bamboo sea with Zong Yujing with a smile.

Although her movements seemed so gentle, the fewest people were thrown seven or eight meters away.

Shu Ange moved his wrists, watching them hurriedly get up and lead the way in a good mood.

Love the house and Wu, hate the house and Wu, Shu Ange has no good impression of the people of Bihaimen.

Under the leadership of several people, Shu Ange and Zong Yujing finally arrived at the residence of the Geng family after going through a lot of turns.

In the depths of the bamboo sea, in a villa with elegant and unique appearance, Geng Xiang, the head of Bihaimen and the head of the Geng family, closed his eyes and rested, while Geng Chengyao stood by the side respectfully.

"Reporting to the head, Ning Haoxue brought a blind Taoist priest to the door."

The disciple in charge of the last line of defense rushed into the inner room and reported the situation to Geng Xiang anxiously.

"I said no visitors!"

Geng Xiang slapped the table hard, and glared at the disciple who had rushed in.

Recently, his eldest son, Geng Chengyao, is on the verge of forming an elixir. Geng Xiang thanked guests behind closed doors, just so that his son could form a elixir as soon as possible.

As for Ning Haoxue, Geng Xiang felt very uncomfortable when he heard her name.

The Geng family's resignation was inappropriate, but he was absolutely reluctant to let his extremely talented and promising son marry a Lonely Star who had not even reached the foundation stage.

Geng Xiang didn't act in an upright manner about breaking off the marriage, and he didn't want to see Ning Haoxue at all.

Geng Xiang's heart was overturning, and suddenly another disciple came to report: "Sect Master, it's not good, it's not good, something big has happened! Someone forcibly broke into the villa and injured many brothers and sisters."

After listening to the reports of the two disciples one after another, Geng Xiang couldn't stay in the room any longer.

In the courtyard, Shu Ange looked at the disciples of Bihaimen who were rolling around and screaming, shook his head and sighed: "Why do some people always think that a lot of people can crush everything, Senior Zong, if something happens to these people, you need to take responsibility. Are you to blame?"

The people at Bihaimen deserved the beating, but Shu Ange didn't want Zong Yujing to be implicated.

"Don't worry, I only used less than one percent of the cultivation base. They lied down for ten days and a half months, and they'll be fine after being taught a lesson."

"sharp!"

Shu Ange gave Zong Yujing a thumbs up, the wind blew his jacket and the brocade covering his eyes, and the disciples of Bihaimen with bruised noses and swollen faces all over the ground were constantly mourning, making him even more graceful and jade-like.

On the marble-paved floor, footsteps sounded unhurriedly.

Geng Xiang and his wife walked out of the villa with their beloved son and a few proud disciples. When he saw the disciples who were lying on the ground in a mess, he scolded with a cold face, "Waste."

Shu Ange smiled and continued, "Sect Master Geng has finally seen the guest. It's really not easy to see you."

Geng Xiang put away his anger and said hypocritically, "My niece suddenly came to visit, why didn't you say hello in advance?"

"It's not that Haoxue doesn't want to say hello, but I'm afraid that after saying hello, I won't be able to see a few more people."

Shu Ange didn't give Geng Xiang any face at all. When he spoke, his eyes were fixed on the sword attached to Geng Chengyao's waist, and he subconsciously took a half step back.

After retreating, Geng Chengyao felt that his behavior was superfluous. Ning Haoxue was only in the Qi training period, so why should he be afraid.

Hearing the ridicule and mockery in Shu Ange's words, Geng Xiang suppressed his anger with a sullen face and said, "Is this a gift from a niece to my uncle? If Brother Ning is alive, I'm afraid he will be sad."

"If my father knew that the Ning family ruined the marriage for no reason, he would only think that the lessons were not enough, do you think so?"

Shu Ange really hasn't lost a few times in the mouth battle. The corners of her lips are raised, and there is a bit of provocation in her smile.

Geng Xiang looked uncertainly at the blue-clothed cultivator standing beside Shu Ange. His skeleton was odd and handsome, but he seemed to have eye problems.

Geng Xiang, who was originally shocked because he couldn't see through the other party's cultivation base, immediately felt relieved after finding out that the person who came had an eye problem.

Since this person has an eye disease, his cultivation base is at most in the late stage of foundation establishment.

Young people like to be heroes, and he should be such a person.

"I haven't seen you for a long time, and my niece has become more articulate. But today, Yuqingmen will always give Bihaimen an explanation."

"It has nothing to do with her."

Zong Yujing spoke lightly, and Geng Xiang sneered: "I don't know what the festival between Bihaimen and this fellow daoist is, so that fellow daoists come to the door and fight against my disciples who are just getting started."

"It's in the way."

Zong Yujing's words were concise and concise, and the choked Geng Xiang changed his face instantly, and Shu Ange burst out laughing.

"Master Geng, the matter has come to this point, and it is meaningless to investigate. Hao Xue came this time to return the jade pendant sent by the Geng family and get back the Yuqing sword."

After Shu Ange said this, Geng Xiang looked at his proud disciple Wang Haifeng with awe.

Wang Haifeng is the one with the best aptitude and the highest cultivation level among the new generation disciples of Bihaimen except Geng Chengyao.

But his shortcoming is his impatient personality, arrogant words, and firecrackers.

With a look from the master, Wang Haifeng took a big step forward and stepped forward: "Where is the little blind man, he has shown his prestige in Bihaimen. What kind of skill is it to bully my juniors and juniors? one time."

His words were very arrogant. He insulted Zong Yujing one by one, and Shu Ange replied angrily: "No wonder Bihaimen is vulnerable. The original apprentices are all scumbags."

Shu Ange retorted, Wang Haifeng was furious, and smashed his whisk at her head.

Zong Yujing turned around abruptly, and slapped a palm at Wang Haifeng's position. In an instant, the situation rose.

Taking Zong Yujing as the source point, a gang wind rushed out like a frightened snake and rushed towards Wang Haifeng.

The wind was so strong that the air was slightly twisted and deformed, and the speed was so fast that it cut bottomless cracks into the marble floor.

The others were affected by the Gangfeng, their faces were pale, and they tried to maintain their figure, only Shu Ange stood by the side relaxed and comfortable.

Zong Yujing's control of power is beyond everyone's imagination.

Gang Feng is in the middle of Wang Haifeng!

He spurted out a stream of blood, and flew back more than ten meters away.

The victory and defeat were decided in an instant, Geng Xiang was shocked and fearful in his heart, and Geng Chengyao frowned involuntarily.