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"Song Qingshu acted so aggressively. Could it be that those kings of different races were hiding in the Yan Mansion?"

Quite a few people showed strange expressions on their faces, talking a lot, and they were so nervous that they looked at this direction.

Yan Mansion is an important place in the Second Divine Pass. The ancestor of Yan Chifeng was the former city lord of the Fifth Divine Pass. Although due to his short lifespan, it is said that his realm has fallen.

Now he is about to sit down, but Yan Yutian is still alive after all, and the emaciated camel is bigger than a horse, so no one dared to offend him in the past.

"Aren't you going to come out yet?"

"Looks like I have a few more steps to go."

Song Qingshu joked, raised his right foot, and planned to take another step.

Just when Song Qingshu decided to smash the vermilion gate of Yan Mansion to pieces, three people dressed as servants walked out of Yan Mansion.

One was standing at the front with dignity, and the one who went back to report just now was bending slightly, following behind the one who took the lead.

The servant who took the lead looked at Song Qingshu, then at the collapsed unicorn stone statue and the broken white jade steps in front of his house, and shouted angrily: "Who are you, who dare to destroy the property of my Yan family, and still stand in my Yan family?" In front of the mansion, a demonstration will fail!"

The leading servant walked out of the dark red gate, and in front of all the onlookers, he yelled at Song Qingshu again: "No matter who it is, as long as it is an idler, you must not linger here."

The onlookers who ascended to the immortals were shocked when they heard the words, and some anger rose.

Logically speaking, even if you give this servant a lot of courage on weekdays, he wouldn't dare to do this.

Now that such a remark is made, it is clear that someone is instigating it behind the scenes.

"You, get out of here quickly! Seeing that you are out of your mind, you are just a lunatic, Yan Mansion Hong Liang, let the past go, don't block the way here."

The servant pointed at Song Qingshu and yelled at him.

Obviously, this servant had been instructed by Yan Chiyun, so he was so confident that he provoked Song Qingshu in front of him.

"What are you, Yan Chiyun dare not be so rude to me! Crawl away, I won't kill you."

Song Qingshu sneered with a gloomy face.

The servant who just went in to report now seemed to be a different person, stood upright, looked at Song Qingshu, and said: "The place you are standing now is the road in front of Yan's house, I can tell you naturally, the idlers should disperse quickly , don’t stop here.”

"Otherwise, I will break your dog legs!"

Those who can go all the way to immortality, how can I ask, which one can be the so-called "idle people"?

This kind of title is a kind of humiliation, especially when it comes from the mouth of a slave, this kind of humiliation is even more intense, it can be said to be harsh and unbearable.

Hearing this, not only Song Qingshu, who was standing at the front, changed color, but also the other immortal powerhouses who followed Song Qingshu were also angry.

The Yan family's behavior was too arrogant and rampant. It was obvious that they wanted to humiliate Song Qingshu, they were unwilling to talk, they did it deliberately, and they were too deceitful.

Song Qingshu nodded:

"very good!"

So he glanced at the servant who threatened to break his leg.

with a snap.

The servant's legs exploded from under his knees, and the blood splashed everywhere, staining the place a rosy red, and the white knee bones flew across, the servant fell to the ground, crying and wailing.

After the servant fell to the ground, through his figure, Song Qingshu saw a figure in the courtyard, it was the alien king with three heads!

Chapter 798 Ask for an explanation

The servant who threatened to break Song Qingshu's legs exploded into ashes, blood splashed everywhere, the pain was so painful that he lost consciousness and fell to the ground.

Through the fallen figure of the servant, Song Qingshu saw a figure in the courtyard through the open vermilion gate.

The figure has three heads.

Be human.

One is a bird.

One is a tiger.

That was one of the alien races who had besieged and killed Song Qingshu in the Taikoo Dojo. Seeing Song Qingshu's eyes, the alien king nodded at Song Qingshu with a sneer.

Then he turned and left, leaving behind a provocative back.

Seeing the opponent, Song Qingshu's face was as indifferent as ice, he stopped waiting, strode forward, raised his legs, and was about to step into the mansion.

There was a murderous intent in his eyes, and the chill was overwhelming.

"Bastard... bastard!"

"Stop for me, you are an idler, you dare to hurt the people of my Yan mansion, and now you dare to enter my Yan mansion, stop quickly!"

Seeing the legs of the servant following him blown off, the leading servant stuttered for a moment in fright, and then said.

While saying these words, the servant was so frightened that his legs trembled, as if he was about to kneel down at any moment.

But although everyone can see that this person is just a strong outsider, no one can laugh at it.

Being able to speak loudly to Song Qingshu is already a kind of courage, but now it is a kind of fearlessness to blame him like this.

After yesterday's war.

Let me ask, who else in the Second Shenguan dares to speak to Song Qingshu like this.

Now all the ascended immortals respect and fear Song Qingshu, even the No.1 city lord in the city dare not blame him.

Looking at the Yan family now, they are nothing more than servants, but they dare to speak like this. Although their courage is commendable, they are also deceiving too much.

Of course, everyone present also understood that this was deliberately done by the Yan family, in order to provoke Song Qingshu into anger.

If Song Qingshu is really irritated, then the Yan Mansion waiting for him is definitely a den of dragons and tigers!

It is not an exaggeration to say that there will be no return.

Everyone knows that there should be no direct conflict with the Yan family, and Song Qingshu naturally understands.

But even if he understood, he still walked forward with a cold expression on his face, walking like a dragon and a tiger, but after a few steps, he reached the front of the servant, looking at this servant at the same level.

The indifference and murderous intent in Song Qingshu's eyes made this servant almost lose all his strength and collapsed on the ground.

"Give you... give you one last piece of advice, don't make trouble here, otherwise...!"

The servant swallowed his saliva, and spoke sternly, stammering and sweating from his head.

"I also give you a piece of advice."

Song Qingshu smiled kindly, and said harmlessly to humans and animals, without the decisive Shura appearance at the beginning.

"What... what?"

The servant spoke.

"In your next life, don't be a dog."

"Snapped!"

After saying the so-called advice, Song Qingshu slapped the servant, smashing the slave's face and head together.

Blood was flying all over the sky, and all kinds of broken bones and brains were splashed everywhere.

For so many years, Song Qingshu even slaughtered those who were strong in Shenguang when he was in the realm of transforming gods.

Let alone now?

No one can stop what he wants to do!

Fairy Mo Ru came here, she was quite worried and said to Song Qingshu: "Brother Song, you have to calm down, how could the servant be so provocative for no reason? There must be an unimaginable peerless master sitting in the Yan Mansion, confident, waiting for you to come Woolen cloth."

Fairy Mo Ru was the one who took great care of Song Qingshu among the immortals of this generation. He knew everything about Song Qingshu's performance in the Eternal Battlefield and was very grateful.

but.

No one can stop Song Qingshu from doing what he wants to do, no matter out of good intentions or helplessness.

"I will slay the dragon in the dragon pool, and I will capture the tiger in the tiger's den."

"Fairy's kindness, Song Qingshu will never forget it."

boom!

After thanking him, Song Qingshu only made one move next.

With one hand in his right hand, he held the cold, thick and long dark green spear, stabbed it out, and then lifted the majestic dark red gate of Yan Mansion.

The dark green spear shook, and with a bang, the dark red door was directly shattered into the sky.

With just one shot, Song Qingshu directly pierced through and shattered the majestic gatehouse of Yan Chiyun's clan covering an area of ​​several miles.

The sky was full of dust, the sweaty white jade steps in front of the door were shattered, two unicorn stone statues were cracked all over the ground, and several towering ancient trees were broken in the middle.

It was originally the place of birth, but now it looks like the scene of a disaster, and it is extremely embarrassing.

Song Qingshu didn't say much, and slapped the Yan family's old face in the second Shenguan with practical actions to express his determination.

After finishing this matter, Song Qingshu Huo turned around, with a majestic posture and black hair fluttering in the wind, he stood among a pile of rocks, in front of the Yan Mansion.

He looked at the heroes on the street, two cold lightning shot out of his eyes, and shouted in a deep voice: "Everyone, we are all strong men who have embarked on the road to immortality. We can be said to be heroes of the world, with a tiger in our hearts! We can be called invincible, But here now, what happened to us people?"

"The Eternal Dojo was besieged and killed, and the commander-in-chief was ungrateful for profit. Now even a servant dares to be so arrogant and insult me ​​and other immortals. How can this be tolerated?"

"These things are happening to me now, and they may happen to all the immortals tomorrow! How long are we going to be silent?"

"If we are silent, how long will we be bullied?"

Song Qingshu's voice was up and down, and he roared angrily, and the dark blue spear in his hand shone with a cold metallic luster.

The tip of the spear pointed obliquely at the southern sky, swallowing mountains and rivers with anger, Song Qingshu's power was surging like a tsunami.

"Today, I want an explanation!"

"Since no one is with me, then let me be the first to make a move, enter the Yan clan, cut off all injustices, someone must stand up!"

After Song Qingshu drank, he turned around resolutely, and strode forward towards the center of Yan's mansion, towards the courtyard.

The spear body of the cyan spear in his hand touched the ground, pulling out sparks all over the ground, clanging, and sharp rays at the tip of the spear tearing apart the sky and the earth.

"That's right, what Song Qingshu said is right, there must be a saying, if these accidents happen in every Shenguan, one day, you will die!"

"To seek justice."