"What the hell?"
Nangong Ping didn't understand at first.
"I've just been taken in as a disciple by a senior. The senior comes from a sect called the Zhengdefaxie Sect," Xu Mu said calmly. "The tenet of our sect is absolute justice, and we prevail by justice."
"Hahaha!"
Nangong Ping couldn't help laughing.
Next to him, Zhao He also sneered, "This sect is so imposing! Just the name sounds very high - class."
Just then, Zhang Que returned here again, holding a cigarette in his mouth, and sat down at the table.
Xu Shou noticed Zhang Que and glanced in his direction.
Zhang Que, holding the cigarette, smiled at Xu Shou.
"Wanyue, they dared to mock our Zhengdefaxie Sect," Xu Mu said to Meng Wanyue beside him. "Bring justice to Nangong Ping!"
Meng Wanyue took out a dagger and instantly attacked Nangong Ping.
"Do you really think there's no one in our Nangong Family when you cause trouble here?"
Nangong Ping's face darkened, and he slapped out with one palm.
Whoosh!
The wind howled around, and the qi made the surrounding tables and chairs fly out.
Those invited by the Nangong Family naturally all knew about ancient martial artists. But some of them had never seen Nangong Ping make a move. Today, seeing him in action, they found it truly extraordinary.
Shen Hong was extremely shocked. "Sure enough, the head of a hidden - world family is terrifying."
Swish!
Suddenly, a black shadow passed through the qi released by Nangong Ping.
Nangong Ping widened his eyes and immediately stepped back.
But the black shadow still made a cut in front of him, and the blood stained his Tang suit.
Swish!
Meng Wanyue's figure flashed, and she had already come to Nangong Ping's side, slashing down hard with the dagger in her hand.
"Courting death!"
There was all killing intent on Nangong Ping's face.
Yellow light spots were released from the pores on the back of his hand.
He had reached the Divine Ability Realm!
Dai Dongyang looked at this scene with a solemn expression. He didn't expect this old guy to have entered the Divine Ability Realm.
No wonder the Dai Family had never dealt with them.
Fang Chu showed a faint smile. Nangong Ping obviously intended to make an example of others.
As the head of a hidden - world family that controlled the economic lifeline of Jiangbei, how could he tolerate Xu Mu, an insignificant junior, shouting at him?
What would happen to the family's prestige in the future?
Another point, of course, was to warn those with ill intentions not to cause trouble in the Nangong Family.
Dai Xingluo folded her arms and narrowed her eyes.
This Meng Wanyue needed to be taken seriously in the future.
"Wanyue, retreat!" Xu Mu immediately shouted.
Meng Wanyue quickly retreated to Xu Mu's side and whispered, "Mr. Xu, you go first."
"Go? None of you can leave today!"
There was a fierce killing intent in Nangong Ping's eyes.
"We didn't plan to leave. Do you really think there's only one person in our Zhengdefaxie Sect?"
Xu Mu put his hands in his pockets.
Now it was his turn to show off.
"That's right! There are many experts in our Zhengdefaxie Sect. The one just now has only been in the sect for a few days."
Zhang Que, holding a cigarette, walked towards Nangong Ping.
Xu Mu was a bit confused. What was going on with Zhang Que?
Their relationship wasn't that good, was it?
Xu Shou sighed deeply when he saw this.
"Who are you?" Nangong Ping stared at Zhang Que and sneered.
"I'm from the Zhengdefaxie Sect. You dared to attack our sect members, so I need to bring justice to you," Zhang Que said with a cigarette in his mouth.
"A bunch of lunatics!"
Nangong Ping roared, and the ground under his feet instantly cracked.
Boom!
In an instant, he appeared in front of Zhang Que and punched out.
There was a whistling sound from his fist.
Swish!
At this moment, almost everyone present stared in disbelief.
They saw Zhang Que raise his hand and easily catch Nangong Ping's fist. He then pulled him forcefully to the side, and Nangong Ping uncontrollably got closer.
Zhang Que rammed his head into Nangong Ping's face.
Bang!
Nangong Ping flew backwards. He quickly adjusted his posture in mid - air and squatted steadily on the ground.
He touched his nose and looked at the blood on his hand. His face was a bit ferocious.
"Damn it... Fire Fist!"
The light spots on Nangong Ping's body became extremely bright, and he punched out again.
A flame fist as big as a football shot towards Zhang Que like a meteor.
"Die!"
Nangong Ping growled. This was a mysterious - grade martial art he had mastered.
If he hadn't been completely enraged this time, he wouldn't have used this move at all.
But the next moment, his eyes froze on the spot.
Zhang Que caught the fire fist with one hand.
Puff!
He instantly crushed the fire fist.
While Nangong Ping was in a daze, Zhang Que was like a ghost and instantly appeared in front of Nangong Ping.
He was only ten centimeters away from Nangong Ping's face.
Nangong Ping was scared by those creepy eyes and stepped back again and again.
But as soon as he took a step back, he was grabbed by the neck and lifted up.
Nangong Ping's chubby face turned purple, as if he was drowning, and his legs kept struggling.
Many experts of the Nangong Family wanted to rescue him when they saw this.
But looking at Zhang Que's eyes, none of them dared to step forward.
"Let him go," Xu Shou appeared behind Zhang Que.
Zhang Que turned to look and then threw Nangong Ping to the ground. He smiled and said, "For the sake of your son, I'll give you face."
Everyone around was completely silent.
Looking at Nangong Ping lying on the ground, gasping for breath, many people thought they were seeing things.
But when they rubbed their eyes, they found it was real, not a dream.
The head of a dignified hidden - world family was thrown to the ground like a dog.
The Zhengdefaxie Sect was really powerful!
Zhao He lowered his head and silently retreated behind the crowd when he saw this.
Nangong Ping at this level was beaten like a child.
Wouldn't it be even easier to deal with him?
He regretted deeply. He didn't expect that his show - off would end up on the sect members.
"Damn it!" Fang Chu cursed in his heart.
Xu Mu was so lucky to be taken in by a sect.
No wonder there were experts around him.
Dai Dongyang also clenched his fists at this time. No wonder Xu Mu dared to slap him in Jiangshi before.
It turned out that he had become a disciple of a sect.
But... So what?
The strength between sects varied greatly.
He had never even heard of this sect. It must be a lousy one.
Shen Hong's eyes flickered. He could tell that there was going to be a change in Jiangbei.
Xu Mu joining a sect meant a bright future.
He looked at his daughter, Shen Wanning.
He remembered that his daughter had a good relationship with Xu Mu. He must match them up.
Shen Hong also had a sense of crisis because his father - in - law was about to retire.
"Can a hidden - world family do whatever they want?"
Xu Mu came in front of Nangong Ping and looked down at him.
Nangong Ping took a deep breath and seemed to have aged a lot. He didn't expect that the Xu Family had such a background.
He had previously thought of getting benefits from the Xu Family, but now he realized he was the real fool.
Nangong Ping lowered his head and said, "I'm inferior in skills. But the ones who attacked you just now weren't my people. I swear."
Xu Mu of course knew. Speaking of which, why hadn't the killers he hired taken action?
He turned to look. Damn it! Fang Chu had run away.
This guy was really smart.
Only Dai Dongyang was still sitting there stupidly.
Just then, four people in black robes appeared from the back mountain.
Their hats were all pulled down low, and their faces couldn't be seen.
The leader was a woman. She calmly scanned the people present and asked, "Who is Nangong Ping?"
Zhang Que showed a smile at this time. These people had finally come.
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