Everyone chooses the god of war, only I wake up the wine sword fairy

"Woooooooo..."

Li Xiaoman, whose mouth was covered with a cotton cloth and whose hands and feet were bound to a metal chair, shook his head and shoulders, and struggled desperately.

"Shh, don't worry."

Tang Lingyun raised a finger and put it in front of his lips, telling Li Xiaoman to be quiet.

"Don't talk, let's watch a good show."

"It's very easy to break, let's see how this Ye Chonglou died!"

Tang Lingyun was full of confidence and thought he had Ye Chonglou in his hands.

This is natural.

After all, this is the Tang Sect.

Ye Chonglou broke into the base camp alone, the entire Tang clan is here, can't he be alone?

That's a big joke!

Tomorrow the Tang Sect can announce that they don't need to be the underground leader of the Demon City anymore.

"Woooooo!"

Li Xiaoman stared at Tang Lingyun angrily with her beautiful eyes.

She was fed a poison that could temporarily seal skills, so she was no different from ordinary people now.

Even though she was physically stronger than ordinary people, Li Xiaoman couldn't break free even though she was bound by iron chains and tied to a metal chair.

It's useless to break free!

This is Tangmen.

Not to mention that there are children of the Tangmen clan everywhere.

Even with the ubiquitous traps, Li Xiaoman may not be able to get out alive.

……

……

The eighth and seventh aunts of the Tang Sect, as well as the uncles in the immediate family, were all about to flock to the door.

An old man sitting on the grand master's chair knocked on the table and said displeasedly, "How decent is such a mind?"

"We are the famous Tang Sect, and everyone is an assassin."

"As an assassin, how can you not hold your breath?"

Seeing the white-haired old man speak, everyone nodded quickly: "San Gong is right."

In the absence of Tang Bailong, this Sangong has the highest status and is the most dignified.

Sangong tapped the white jade tabletop rhythmically with his fingers, and continued: "Besides, a brat came to the door to make a fuss, do you need a group of people to go out?"

"If it spreads out, won't others say that I have no one in the Tang Sect!"

Leaning on a red sandalwood dragon head crutch in one hand, he looked at a middle-aged man on his left and ordered, "Yu Nian, go and get rid of the kid outside."

"Yes, Sangong."

A middle-aged man named Tang Yunian cupped his fists, then turned and went out.

When he saw a red Ferrari parked at the door, and a teenager in a sweater and hood standing in front of him, he couldn't help laughing.

"What is a newborn calf not afraid of tigers? That's it."

"The Tang Sect has been silent for too long, has it kept a low profile for too long? Even a young boy dares to come to the door to provoke."

Ye Chonglou put his hands in his pockets and said calmly, "Two minutes have passed."

Lin Lulu, who was sitting in the Ferrari, was fidgeting, with sweat protruding from her forehead.

She never expected that Ye Chonglou would directly treat an "arrogant" dignitary.

It's too brave, too straightforward, right?

Lin Lulu rolled down the car window, lowered her voice, and said, "Ye...Student Ye, shouldn't we keep a low profile, lower our attitude, and beg Tang Sect to let us go."

Ye Chonglou asked in surprise: "They kidnapped Xiaoman, it was their fault, why should we bow our heads and beg for help?"

Three black lines hung from Lin Lulu's forehead.

She didn't know if Ye Chonglou was really stupid, or just naturally dumb, or just too savage.

I don't know how to be afraid at all!

Lin Lulu said weakly: "Brother, the other party is the Tang Sect. We are weak. What can we do if we don't ask them to let us go?"

Tang Yunian snorted coldly, and drove away impatiently: "What are you talking about, stop talking nonsense, get out of here."

Ye Chonglou glanced at his watch, looked up and said, "There are still 10 seconds."

"10 seconds of what?"

"Push your nose on your face, you're really panting, right?"

Tang Yunian rolled up his sleeves and walked towards Ye Chonglou aggressively.

"5 seconds left!"

Ye Chonglou murmured to himself.

"What's your name, Ye Chonglou, right? Don't think that just because you won a competition, you just put on your wings and go to the sky."

"In front of the Tang Sect, even if you are a Qianlong, you have to curl up, and if you are a young phoenix, you have to lie on your stomach!"

Tang Yunian reached out and grabbed Ye Chonglou's collar.

"1 second, time is up!"

Ye Chonglou took a sudden step forward, bumping Tang Yunian with his shoulder.

"Huh? Looking for death!"

Tang Yunian was taken aback for a moment, and then his eyes were sharp, with a flash of fierce light.

Most of Tangmen's disciples will awaken as assassins.

It seems that their blood is born to be an assassin.

But there will still be some people who will awaken to become a fighter, and then advance to become a martial artist.

This Tang Yunian is a level 41 martial artist!

Level 41 martial artist.

Looking at the huge magic city, there are also countless masters.

"Dragon Claw Hand!"

Tang Yunian's gaze sharpened, and he grabbed the palm of the collar, and immediately changed to grab Ye Chonglou's neck.

at the same time.

He also cast the martial arts skills.

The palm of the right hand turned into a claw, and the five fingers glowed with black light, like sharp scales.

When this claw goes down, not to mention flesh and blood, even a reinforced iron plate can be grasped transparently.

"Go away!"

Ye Chonglou glared and drank violently.

He paused in his footwork, turned his body slightly, and made a simple Lingyun microstep to avoid Tang Yunian's dragon claw.

And the cells of the right fist generated electricity, and the thunder light flickered, and a lightning fist directly hit Tang Yunian, knocking Tang Yunian hundreds of meters away.

Tang Yunian, a 41st level Martial Daoist, hadn't reacted yet. He was scorched on the outside and tender on the inside, his hair was standing on end, and black smoke was coming out of his body.

In Ferrari.

Lin Lulu looked at the back of Ye Chonglou walking towards the villa alone, and said in a daze, "Brother, your head is really strong..."

"boom--"

The pear blossom wooden gate of the villa exploded, and was kicked by Ye Chonglou, and the fragments shot out backwards.

Everyone in the Tang Sect in the living room was talking and laughing a second ago, guessing how Tang Yunian would drive Ye Chonglou away.

next moment.

Ye Chonglou kicked down the front door of his own house.

Everyone was shocked and angry, they turned their heads in unison, and their eyes all fell on Ye Chonglou.

"Shuzi, presumptuous!"

"Bold boy!"

"Do you want to die?"

The middle-aged people from the uncle generation of the Tang Sect all shouted angrily.

Tang Lingyun's second uncle clasped his fists at Sangong and said, "Sangong, this kid wants to die, let's kill him."

"That's right, you can't keep him!"

"This son is a scourge, and he should be used as an example, so that the people of Modu can once again understand how terrible our Tang Sect's anger is!"

One after another, they responded and asked Sangong for a job.

San Gong leaned on a dragon-headed crutch with both hands, and sat on the grand teacher's chair, his face changed from cloudy to sunny.

Ye Chonglou stood in the hall, facing the Tang Sect's senior management without any fear.

He stood with his sword in his hand, and said straight to the point: "Tangmen, hand me over!!"

Chapter 235: One Person Overwhelms a Clan!

"Give it to someone, who will it be?"

Sangong asked seriously with an ugly face.

Ye Chonglou replied: "Tang Lingyun arrested my friend Li Xiaoman, handed over Li Xiaoman, and asked Tang Lingyun to plead guilty and get out. I don't need to blame the Tang Sect."

"Otherwise... you Tang Sect, you will bear the consequences!"

Before the words fell, everyone in the Tang Sect was furious.

"presumptuous!!"

"Stinky boy, you are too arrogant!"

"San Gong, kill him."

"The Tang Sect has been silent for so long that even a brat dared to ride on our necks!"

San Gong showed his displeasure and anger on the surface, but his face was also ugly.

With both hands, he held the dragon head crutch tightly.

"Boy, let alone whether Ling Yun really captured your friend, isn't your attitude too arrogant?" San Gong said.

Ye Chonglou sneered, and asked back: "My friend was kidnapped by your Tang Sect, and I came to beg him, so why should I keep my voice low?"

"Didn't start the fight directly, and raised your Tang Sect's reputation, it's already counted as your Tang Sect's face."

"Bold! The green-haired boy, you speak wildly, it's too arrogant."

San Gong stared and shouted.

At this time.

Tang Lingyun came down from upstairs and said, "Third Grandfather, why should you swallow your anger and be afraid of the people behind Ye Chonglou?"

"Grandpa Bailong went to wipe out the bloody dark Taihu Lake, and he brought Yan Luo's death order."

"As long as you kill the eighth-level monster in Blood Dark Taihu Lake, you will be able to rise to level 80. Why should the Tang Sect be afraid of anyone?"

Sangong's cloudy eyes suddenly brightened.

He suppressed his anger and did not act for a long time. Of course, he was afraid of Ye Chonglou's mysterious master and his relationship with Yan Weiguo's several giants.