Chapter 117

This is a thin young man, who looks less than 30 years old. His face is pale, and his eyes are full of cold.

"You Who the hell are you? " Seeing this man, Liang fan's face changed greatly.

"Liang fan, do you remember the sound of Xu you killed 20 years ago?" Said the young man coldly.

"What? Xu Sheng? Are you his son? " Liang fan was shocked.

"That's right, Liang fan. Today I'm here to revenge. You're dead!" The young man was gloomy.

"Hum, it's just an ignorant child who dares to do such harmful things in the ordinary world. I'll let Ji Mou take you today!" Just hear a voice, this is the master Ji Xiong!

When master Ji found something wrong around him, he had already come back. As soon as he came back, he saw the appearance of Xu Liang in front of him.

As soon as he saw Ji Xiong, Liang fan immediately seemed to have caught the straw. He even said, "master Ji, please help our family!"

"Help your family? Liang fan, you don't know who I am at all. I have been studying head lowering technique for 20 years. My head lowering skill is not what you can imagine. I will kill you as simple as crushing an ant! " Xu Liang's face showed disdain.

"Master Ji, please help us Only Ji Xiong said.

Ji Xiong had a disdainful smile on his face. He said, "young man, this is China. What kind of head lowering skill did you learn from central and South Asia? How dare you be arrogant in China

Ji Xiong clapped his hand on the table next to him. He saw only a flame, and immediately burned the table.

Seeing this scene, the faces of Liang fan and his son showed ecstasy. Ji Xiong was so powerful that he could summon out of thin air the flame.

This is a living immortal character!

Ji Xiong gets quite satisfactory results from Liang fan's eyes, but he sees that Ye Yu's face does not change at all. He is a little discontented and looks at Xu Liang again.

"Who are you?" Xu Liang stares at Ji Xiong and asks.

"I am Ji Xiong, the 170 generation descendant of Longhu Mountain." Ji Xiong looks proud and says.

"Dragon and tiger mountain?" Xu Liang's face showed disdain: "but it's just a means of the next three abuse."

"What do you say?" Ji Xiong heard this, his eyes filled with anger.

"Then you can see clearly that our head lowering skill is not comparable to that of Daoism in China." After Xu Liang finished, he only saw a skeleton on his hand, which spewed out a black air.

As soon as the black gas came out, Ji Xiong's eyes were filled with strange colors. Ji Xiong took out a magic weapon, which was a piece of jade. There was a light on the jade, which immediately dispelled the black gas in front of him.

Seeing this, Ji Xiong was quite proud: "what kind of head lowering technique, but that's all!"

"Is it?" Xu Liang sneered and waved his hand. The black air immediately entangled Ji Xiong's body.

What!

Everyone was startled. Liang fan quickly called out, "master Ji, master Ji!"

In addition to Ye Yu, all the people present showed a look of fear.

At this time, the black gas has gradually dissipated, only to see Ji Xiong appear again in front of the public, see Ji Xiong body has no wound, Liang fan just breathed a sigh of relief: "fortunately, master Ji does not seem to be injured!"

Liang fan's words have just finished, only to see that Ji Xiong has fallen back down, Ji Xiong is still conscious, but can no longer stand up.