Chapter 70

Above the valley, a cold wind blows. It is already late autumn, and the temperature in the deep mountains is even lower.

In Meng Hao's stunned eyes, the ugly young man standing next to the beautiful woman suddenly stepped forward and looked at him calmly, and that sentence came from the young man's mouth.

There was silence above the whole valley. Whether it was two ancient martial arts masters or more than a dozen chemical strength masters, they couldn't help but stop and look at Zhang Yi with an idiot's eyes.

"Oh, boy! Were you talking to me just now? "

Meng Haoran pointed to his nose and even couldn't help laughing.

It's ridiculous that an ordinary man dares to talk to Meng Dashao like this, and he is still so arrogant.

Even Meng Haoran never said such arrogant words.

He thinks he hasn't been out of Yanjing for a long time. The world outside is upside down.

When can little people be so arrogant?

It's like a dragon facing an ant, who cries to kill the dragon.

The dragon is Meng Haoran himself, and the ant is the young man opposite.

Well, at least Meng Haoran thinks so.

"Good!"

Zhang Yi didn't seem to recognize the sarcasm in Meng Haoran's words, nodded slightly and said.

"Poof! Ha ha ha! It's ridiculous. Tell me, is this boy out of his mind? Come on, give him some knowledge. Who is Ben Shao? "

Meng Haoran immediately burst into laughter, and he was still looking forward and backward, and even tears were about to laugh.

He waved to the energy masters around him, a gesture of mocking the country people who had never seen the world.

"Ha ha, Meng Shao, I think this boy is not only out of his mind, but also caught by the door!"

The dozen energy masters all burst into laughter. In their eyes, except the old man and woman, the other three were ordinary people.

They thought that the old man and the girl might threaten and lift out the forces behind them in an attempt to frighten them.

But they never expected that the most arrogant person here was an ordinary man. Well, this boy should be a servant.

Those top aristocratic families are like noble masters in ancient times. They have servants and so on.

"Come on! Boy, let me introduce you to who is this? "

A master of Huajin walked up to Meng Haoran, with a funny expression, stretched out his hand and pointed to Meng Haoran, and then introduced, "this is the legitimate young master of the Meng family in Yanjing. Do you know what the Meng family exists? First class top family, well, maybe you don't have that concept in your mind. Let me tell you, it's similar to the families of ancient generals and prime ministers! "

"Besides, do you know how ancient warriors exist? A slap can kill hundreds of ordinary people like you! You're just an ordinary person who said such words to Meng Shao. Don't you know how to write the word "death"

Some servants of big families always pretend to be tigers in their own territory by virtue of the authority of the master. In their view, Zhang Yi is like this. When he comes outside, he thinks he is on his own territory, and he doesn't know that there are people outside, and there are days outside!

"Beauty, your servant still thinks it's on your own territory. He's so arrogant in front of Ben Shao. Why don't you tell him what disadvantage you're at now! Ha ha! "

Meng Haoran looked pitifully at Zhang Yi, and then smiled proudly at Xia Fenghuang.

When Xia Fenghuang heard the speech, he looked at Zhang Yi strangely, and then sighed, "I dare not let him be my servant. Maybe you should think about your situation!"

Xia Guoxiong and Xiao Zhongtian also have strange eyes. Although Meng Haoran came from the Meng family in Yanjing, they were surprised, Meng Haoran actually regarded Mr. Zhang as an ordinary person who had never seen the world. They really didn't know what to say.

"Our situation? Ha ha, beauty, what do you think we are in now? "

Meng Haoran was stunned, since he ignored Xia Fenghuang's previous sentence, because Xia Fenghuang's back sentence made him feel very ridiculous.

In terms of their situation, there are two ancient martial arts masters and more than a dozen strength masters. Their strength is ten times stronger. This is their situation. It's very good!

Occupy an absolute advantage!

"Stop talking nonsense! The matter of Dongtianfudi is very important. Be sure not to leave a living mouth! "

The two ancient martial masters opposite shook their heads and lost their patience. They stood together and forced Xia Lao together.

In their view, as long as the only guwu master in this group is eliminated, others are not worried.

Feeling the momentum of the two ancient martial masters, Xia Guoxiong involuntarily gathered his internal power and prepared for battle.

"You're hurt. Let me do it!"

Zhang Yi shook his head slightly, and then directly met the two old men in the eyes of Meng Haoran and others.

"I'm afraid this boy is not stupid!"

Meng Haoran couldn't help sneering. When ordinary people face two ancient martial arts masters, isn't it the hare who took the initiative to go to the tiger's mouth?

bring about!

"I don't know where you come from. Go away. You don't deserve me!"

The two old men were furious and felt humiliated. When two ancient martial masters came together, only an ordinary man was sent to the opposite side? This is definitely intentional humiliation.

One of the old people threw his sleeves and his internal force was thin. A strong wind suddenly blew on the ground and rolled towards Zhang Yi.

An ordinary person, they disdain to do it.

However, at this time, Zhang Yi moved. He slowly raised his hand and then clenched his fist. The whole movement was so slow in the eyes of others.

The old man who shook his sleeves shook his head slightly and sighed, "it's a pity that you don't know that mole ants can't shake the dragon! But since you want to die, I'll help you! "

Immediately, the old man's palm became a seal and radiated light. With the amazing fluctuation of internal force, he patted Zhang Yi.

"No offense to the power of the master. Even a tiger can be killed if the third master slaps it. Even if we are beaten, we will have to take off the skin if we don't die. I'm afraid this boy, an ordinary man, will be torn apart! Tut tut...... "

Seeing this, the more than a dozen chemical strength experts in the opposite looked at each other and shook their heads, with a sneer on their faces. There was cruelty in their eyes, as if they had seen the miserable scene of Zhang Yi's body exploding with blood and flesh by the third master Meng.

The Meng family has a big family, a great cause and a prosperous incense. The Third Master of Meng is the third with the highest seniority.

As for the other old man, he is the second master. He is a close brother with the Third Master of Meng and the old man of Meng family.

"Bang!" The low collision sound sounded. There was flying sand and stones, and the light was full. This was the power of the master. Every move could explode the power of several grenades.

As expected, then came the scream, and then a figure shot out at a very fast speed, and the blood sprayed all over the ground.

Even, some sporadic blood rain was blown several feet away by the wind on the top of the mountain and hit Meng Haoran and a few other people's faces.

"Damn it! Dirty blood of the lower class! "

Meng Haoran spit in disgust, then took out a piece of toilet paper from his body and wiped the blood droplets off his face disgustingly.

"Eh? There seems to be something wrong! "

"Yes, it's the direction of flying out. Why is it opposite? Ah! That's... "

Suddenly someone made a noise, and then his pupils narrowed, his face was dull, and he pointed to the figure flying backwards. The whole person was like a sieve, shivering all the time.

"What are you talking about?" Hearing the voice of their companions, other chemical strength experts couldn't help but look at it. They suddenly seemed to be infected. They stared at each other, like sculptures, and a cold forest from hell penetrated into their bones, making their bodies restless and uncontrollable.

"What flew in the opposite direction? What are you talking about? "

Meng Haoran was disgusting at the blood drops on his face. Hearing the startling voice of the master of chemical strength around him, he couldn't help looking at it, and immediately couldn't help staring his eyes round.

Grass! That seems to be grandpa three! No, no, it must be my illusion!

Meng Haoran rubbed his eyes, and then looked at the place where the two fought, because there was a figure standing there, that must be grandpa three.

However, when Meng Haoran saw the intact figure clearly, his eyes almost stared out. What about the agreed third grandpa? What's that boy?

No, no! Meng Haoran felt that his head was about to faint, and then looked at the figure who fell to the ground and was covered with blood.

In this way, his eyes kept scanning back and forth between the two, and then his eyes widened and flew out in the end.

"How possible! How could it be grandpa three? Three grandfathers! "

For a long time, Meng Haoran burst into an incredible roar, especially thinking that he was splashed on his face by blood just now, and scolded the dirty blood of the lower class.

Unexpectedly, it was grandpa three's blood.

Grandpa San is a master of ancient martial arts. He once went deep into the African jungle and tore tigers and leopards. How can he be defeated by a hairy boy?

But also a face-to-face, a face-to-face!

This, this is a second kill!

The great ancient martial arts master, the famous third master of the Meng family, was killed by a young man!

Isn't this boy an ordinary servant? How can you have such terrible strength!

For a time, the temperature above the whole valley seemed to fall below zero. The dozen chemical strength experts, including Meng Haoran, all stared at the calm Zhang Yi with a damn expression. They were filled with various emotions such as shock, fear and confusion. Their eyes seemed to be unable to bear so many negative emotions and were almost cracked.

Meng Er Ye was also startled. He didn't care if the third man shot, but his face changed at the moment of the fight. Then he watched the third man shoot out like a shell. One arm exploded directly and blood was everywhere.

"You... Who the hell are you?"

At the moment, Meng Erye also felt a sharp chill, and his teeth trembled uncontrollably.

You know, he is a great master of ancient martial arts and the second master of the Meng family! What swords and swords? I haven't seen the bloody scene, but now I shiver.

"What I just said is still valid now. You have the opportunity to cherish it!"

Zhang Yi ignored Meng Erye and his eyes were indifferent.