The return of the king of Douluo Continent

"Young Master Tang San just followed me to get some medicinal materials. Don't listen to the slanderous words and misunderstand Mr. Tang San." Mo Di Di said to the people below with a sincere face.

Tang San stood aside silently. He usually wouldn't explain anything to a group of brainless people, because it would be useless. The turbid will become turbid, and the pure will become clear! "Hmph, why does it take half an hour to get a piece of medicinal materials? Master Mo, you have to let us understand what you are saying!"

When the first plan failed, Su Qiwen tried another plan. As soon as the words came out, commotion broke out in the crowd. "Su Qiwen, if you have the guts, don't be a villain and come out and have a fight with me!"

Everyone could see that Murong Jiutian was determined to protect Tang San.

With his master level strength, it would be too easy to kill Su Qiwen. But at this time, there was no trace of panic on Su Qiwen's face, but a weird smile.

"Brother Jiutian, if you want to fight, of course someone from our Su family will accompany you, but... I hope you won't be too surprised." As soon as Su Qiwen finished speaking, an invisible pressure suddenly appeared in the air, and this force was actually stronger than Murong The great master of Jiutian is several times stronger!

Feeling this pressure, everyone's expressions suddenly changed dramatically, and Tang San and Mo Didi, who were standing on the stairs, also frowned.

"Bang!" A human figure was thrown out like a dead dog. Murong Jiutian took a closer look and was shocked and angry. "Yun'er! That dead dog-like figure is clearly Murong Yun. "Dad..."

At this time, Murong Yun's clothes were torn, his body was covered with bruises, his breath was weak, and he seemed to have been severely injured. Murong Jiutian was furious and murderous. He shouted coldly: "You villain, there is no need to hide your head and tail. If you have the courage, come out and fight me!"

As soon as Murong Jiutian finished speaking, ripples appeared in the air, and then an old figure appeared, taking a step forward and appearing in front of everyone.

Everyone present looked at the sudden appearance of the old man in fear, and were horrified: "This is a strong master-level man, and he is only stronger than Murong Jiutian!" "This old man looks so familiar, I seem to have seen it somewhere before!"

An older head of a certain family looked at the old man, vaguely seeming to have guessed something. "Grandmaster Realm Sixth Level!" Tang San's sensitive perception easily knew the old man's true strength, and he suddenly frowned.

After coming to Mingyue City for a few days, he saw only a handful of master-level experts. This old man who had reached the sixth level of the master-level should not be nameless. Su Qiwen, who was standing at the entrance of the stairway, had a look of excitement on his face. When he saw the old man, he bowed humbly: "Welcome, ancestor!" Hearing this, the old man stroked his white beard and nodded gently.

Suddenly, a voice not far away came out: "I remember, this is Su Xingwu, the ancestor of the Su family!" "Su Xingwu!" Everyone suddenly realized when they heard the name, but some people looked at Su Xingwu with confusion.

"Didn't Su Xingwu die in the wasteland ten years ago? How come he is still here alive and has become so powerful?" Murong Jiutian's eyes flashed, and he obviously recognized Su Xingwu, and then he said : "I didn't expect you to be alive. It's really beyond everyone's expectation!"

"Back then, I was attacked by gangsters when I broke through to the Grandmaster realm. I thought I was going to die, but I didn't expect my life to be cut off. I successfully broke through at the critical moment.

I am only concentrating on training. If I hadn’t shown up today, I’m afraid you wouldn’t even remember it! "When he said the last sentence, Su Xingwu flicked his robe sleeves in a menacing manner. Hearing this, everyone was frightened.

Murong Jiutian said angrily: "After all these years, you old guy are still such a rogue gangster, and you actually dealt such a harsh blow to my child!"

Looking at the half-dead Murong Yun on the ground, Murong Jiutian suddenly felt distressed in his heart. Su Xingwu laughed wildly: "This junior has no knowledge of good and evil and dares to go to my Su family to ask for the treasure. If I don't teach him a lesson, it's not right." Are people looking down on my Su family and saying that my Su family has no one?" "That's right. Today I will seek justice as my child!"

Murong Jiutian shouted violently, rolled up his sleeves, and boundless spiritual power rolled in. In addition, fifty seals were also rotating around him. This was all the seals that Murong Jiutian could activate at the moment.

"Go!" The shout fell, and the majestic spiritual power suddenly swept towards Su Xingwu. At this moment, the seal also activated into a small mountain, flying mercilessly above Su Xingwu's head and suppressing him.

As soon as Murong Jiutian made a move, he showed shocking strength. Even a strong man at the peak of the True Yuan Realm might not be able to block this move even if he tried his best.

Instead, Su Xingwu just chuckled. The next moment, he slapped the fingertips of the spiritual seal with his dry palm. Suddenly, the spiritual energy turned into air and dissipated, and the fifty seals also stopped rushing forward. It turned into powder in mid-air.

"So strong!" Everyone screamed in horror when they saw that Su Xingwu easily shattered Murong Jiutian's spiritual power and seal.

"The gap is so big, the head of the Murong family is no match for this old guy!" Tang San could see the huge gap between the two before they even had a fight, and this fight made the gap even more obvious.

Tang San released his soul power, rolled up the Nirvana Spirit Flame saliva and transferred it into Qing Xiaodi. His movements were very fast, so fast that even Mo Didi standing beside him didn't feel it.

Downstairs, Murong Jiutian gritted his teeth and looked at Su Xingwu, as if he didn't expect that even though he tried his best, he was still so miserable in front of him. "You still haven't understood the difference between us, but I think you will understand it next."

Su Xingwu raised his dry palm, curled his fingers into claws, and grasped the fingertips of Samsara. Green light shot out, and an unparalleled tearing force penetrated the void and grabbed Murong Jiutian who was lying on the ground.

Su Xingwu's attack was very fast, so fast that only a true master could see how fast he was. Murong Jiutian couldn't dodge, so he had to step forward again in the hope of being able to resist.

Boom! As soon as Murong Jiutian raised his palm, he was hit in the heart by the strong impact. The energy and blood in his body rolled. After a while, a mouthful of blood spurted out with a "puff", and his breath instantly became weak.

"Dad!" Bei Gongyue shouted in horror, and then she hurriedly supported Murong Jiutian, letting him slowly stand on his feet to prevent him from falling to the ground. "Weak, too weak. Not even Murong Jiutian is Su Xingwu's opponent, let alone the people present." "Let's prepare to surrender to the Su family, so that it will be easier to live in Mingyue City in the future." Everyone whispered. Whispered.

Su Qiwen laughed wildly when he saw this scene and said: "You really don't know the heights of the world, but you also want to have a grudge with the ancestor. You are really overestimating your capabilities. Your son is a waste, and so are you!"