At this moment, the atmosphere in the hall was extremely solemn.

I don’t know how many gazes were all looking at Mr. Fusu like a sharp sword at this moment!

The personal maid was teased by a thief crow in public and teased her shoes and socks. How can she tolerate such shameful insults with Mr. Fusu?

"You are seeking death!"

Sure enough, Mr. Fusu lost his previous gentleness at this moment. He suddenly raised his head, his eyes as cold as a demon, and his murderous aura condensed like Dong. At this moment, he suddenly waved his palm and slapped heavily on the small table in front of him, but he heard a "bang" sound. The sword energy under his palm was rich, and the white light rose, turned into a sword dragon more than ten feet long in an instant, with its teeth and claws dancing, lifelike, roaring silently in the air, and swallowing the big golden crow...

Turning into a stegosaurus with bare hands, murderous aura like winter!

"So fierce?"

Fusu's sword energy turned into a dragon also scared the big golden crow, and with a strange "quack", he turned around and ran away.

At this time, Fang Xing stepped up step by step, spread his hands apart, and slowly circled them up and down.

The sword dragon transformed into a very fast speed and was deeply energetic. The whole body was composed of fine and sharp sword energy. Each tiny sword light was picked out separately, and it had the power of crossing mountains and breaking ridges. It was precisely with this move that the sword dragon that Fusu was known as the most powerful sword power of the juniors in the Central Region. He did not even dare to take the sword dragon that he had manifested in his mind. But at this moment, Fang Xing suddenly came forward and pressed the dragon head with bare hands...

There was a loud bang!

The moment the cultivators had not yet changed their minds, Fang Xing's hands were already pressed on the dragon head.

These hands, one yin and one yang, one day and one ground, with an indescribable mystery, sandwiched the stegosaurus in the middle.

It was like an invisible sharpening suddenly appeared in the air, which wiped out the supreme sword energy contained in the sword dragon.

But in the eyes of others, he could not see the existence of the millstone. He could only see Fang Xing's hands swelling. The fierce wind made him feel as if he was flying in the wind, but his hands remained silent and forced the sword dragon head down...

In the field, countless monks straightened their bodies at this time, their eyes showing a look of surprise.

He dared to force himself to take over Mr. Fusu's sword intent. This devil is indeed as strong as the legendary one!

"return!"

At this moment, Young Master Fusu's eyes were as cold as needles. He did not continue to attack, but whispered.

boom!

The sword dragon also turned around in an instant, and turned into a tornado, forcibly rolled up Sanshu and pulled him back to him. He also stood up and reached out to hold the ancient sword beside him. Then he looked at Fang Xing with a cold look, with a sense of indifference in his voice: "That thief crow is so brave that he dares to disrespect my servant in public. I want to kill him, do you really want to stop me?"

"So what if you don't respect? I taught you!"

Fang Xing did not give in at all, stared at Mr. Fusu and said, "And why I did it, you should know the reason, right?"

Young Master Fusu's eyes were slightly cold, and he looked at Chu Ci behind Fang Xing, with a slightly surprised expression.

"You dare to make such a fool for a woman?"

There was more or less a hint of surprise on his face, and he seemed to be a little confused.

Fang Xing suddenly became angry and took a step forward and shouted, "This is my woman!"

Young Master Fusu was slightly stunned and nodded slightly. He seemed to understand something.

At this moment, his murderous aura turned from showing his sharpness to an undercurrent.

In this matter, he was in the wrong, and he knew in his heart that it was precisely because of his whim that his 19th brother had confronted him in the hall at this time. Although his anger in his heart had not diminished at all, he was unwilling to get involved with him in this matter for a while, and he was worried that Fang Xing would ignore it and tell him about it in the hall!

For a moment, his anger turbulently became stronger and stronger, but he was afraid of the mouse and speechless for a moment.

"Haha, we gathered here to discuss major issues, not to come and make trouble!"

But at this moment, a cold voice sounded, it was Gu Shi, the son of the god in the Great Wilderness Mountain. At this time, he was also unkind and stared at Fang Xing's face coldly, but he was talking to Mr. Fusu: "Brother Fusu, I have also heard of the deeds of this naughty child of your Yuan family. Now he is making a big fuss in the conference hall, which is really rude. If you can't bear it, I can expel him for you!"

He had just taken over three mountains before, but now he is interested in helping.

If it weren't for the story of Fang Xing being the nineteenth son of the Yuan family, and he thought that Young Master Fusu would not continue to take action at this time because he was considering the face of the Yuan family and was unwilling to leave anyone with the same clan to be a sabotage, he might have taken action directly.

"The crowd took off people's shoes and socks in the hall. The thief crow was really rude. If he didn't kill him, wouldn't he have broken the etiquette?"

A woman's cold voice sounded, it was Fairy Mochou of Fuyao Palace.

At this time, she looked at her expression a little impatiently and looked at Fang Xing and others with disgust, especially when she was plucking the big golden crow, she seemed to be angry by the big golden crow's actions that teased the big golden crow just now, and now she also felt a murderous aura...

"Yes, we are not here to see you making trouble, why not expel him?"

"This is the hall of the meeting, how can such an rude person be tolerated?"

There were also shouting sounds around him. Obviously, they were all those who were interested in Fusu, and some of them were really disliked the style of Da Jin Crow. They didn't know the existence of Fusu's jokes, but they saw Da Jin Crow teasing Mr. Fusu's maid in front of everyone, and saw Fang Xing wanting to protect him. They had already felt contempt for this group of people from the bottom of their hearts.

"Brother Fang Xing, what they said is that this is the hall of the meeting. If we have something to say, let's not bother with those three maids!"

At this moment, General Hongying also spoke softly, without expressing his voice, but brought the topic back.

"Hehe, of course I have to talk about it!"

Fang Xing glanced unkindly and swept over Fairy Mochou of Fuyao Palace, the ancient stone god of the Great Wilderness Mountain, and the few people who scolded him just now, remembered this revenge, and then glanced at the cultivators. He spoke coldly: "My master, I am just saying things today. Who is patient and talk nonsense to you? Let me tell you clearly. Since I have the best military merits, no matter how many territory you occupy in China, I should have a share. Now I will tell me where my territory is and how many hills there are. Once I get the answer, I will turn around and leave!"

After saying this, there was a dead silence in the hall.

Do you really want to use military merit to strengthen your territory?

Even the ancient stone, the god son of Dahuang Mountain, came, and could not get it. It was still Mr. Fusu who started from the overall situation and divided three mountains for him. But the abandoned son of the Yuan family, Fang Xing, the little devil, said nothing but white teeth to reach out to help. It would be a bit naive...

"Is anyone going to give it to me?"

Fang Xing asked again, step forward and aggressively.

"hehe……"

A sneer rang out in the hall, but no one answered head-only.

General Hongying also spoke at this time: "Brother Fang Xing, I'm sorry I can't do anything. The Zhenyuan part had some territory before, but now, after most of the Shenzhou part came, the generals had all the territory divided according to their military merits. It can also be said that at that time, the Zhenyuan part had been dissolved on the spot. Now, the affairs of the Shenzhou part were all in this hall and will be completed by everyone..."

His attitude was clear and he said frankly that he was powerless, and he also transferred the answer to Fang Xing's question to the cultivators in the hall.

"Our Meng family once obtained part of the territory from Zhenyuan. But it was achieved through military merits, so no one would leave!"

A man sitting upright on the platform sneered and spoke, then lowered his head to drink.

"The ban has been decided. Could it be that if all the distribution is disrupted and then a piece of it is allowed to be made? A joke!"

Someone else sneered, but it was the son of the Han family.

The words of these two people aroused many people nodding in agreement, which made them clear.

Someone even laughed softly and said, "I heard that those ten mountains have not fallen into the hands of outsiders. The Yuan family's things still belong to the Yuan family. If you don't discuss it yourself, it would be ridiculous to come to ask us for territory now!"

This sentence hit the hearts of most people, and countless eyes looked at Mr. Fusu.

Previously, for the sake of the overall situation, Fusu Young Master gave three mountains to the Son of the God of Dahuang Mountain, but what would he do now?

"Stop messing around!"

Young Master Fusu naturally understood the thoughts of Zhu Xiu, but did not avoid it. He seemed to have thought for a while before he spoke lightly: "The Yuan family is a rule. You are a member of the Yuan family. Your ten mountains naturally belong to the Yuan family. Now these ten mountains are under my control. What is the difference between them in your hands? When fortune comes, you can enter it and seek fortune... Of course, it is only you, and you are all messy friends, and you cannot enter the Yuan family territory unless you are from the Yuan family!"

After saying that, he showed off his robe and sat down again, glanced at Fang Xing lightly: "That's the end, you can go out!"

"Haha...haha..."

Fang Xing laughed after hearing this, and then felt it was even more ridiculous, so he simply laughed.

In the laughter, there was silence in the hall and everyone was watching him.

"Who is worried about sharing the fortune with you, I just need to take back the territory that originally belonged to me!"

Fang Xing's laughter, his eyes became colder and he looked at Mr. Fusu tightly: "I heard it clearly. It's my territory. It has nothing to do with your Yuan family. Whoever I want to enter can enter. Whoever I don't want to enter can enter. Since you also admit that the ten mountains are in your hands, I will ask you now, are you willing to return it to me?"

"Young Master Fusu, it is not impossible to divide his hills with his military achievements with his brother Fang Xing..."

General Hongying spoke at this time, turned his head to look at the ancient stone god of Dahuangshan, and smiled and said, "After all..."

"I would rather be with friends than with slaves!"

Young Master Fusu interrupted General Hongying's words. His expression was still as plain as ever, but there was a hint of anger. He looked straight at Fang Xing with a hint of coldness in his voice: "You should recognize your identity and be accepted by the Yuan family and return to the family. It is already a great kindness. In terms of identity, you are a branch and a top-class slave! Now you don't want to serve the family and prove your loyalty to the family, in order to be officially accepted by the family and improve your status. You even ran away to me for trouble. Regardless of the family's news, you are now even unwilling to ask the family for return of territory. What is the use of such a rude and shameless person?" (To be continued.)
Chapter completed!