.The two sisters always have a lot to say when they meet. Yan Dong was in the mood to pay attention to these scenes, and walked to Cheng Sheng and asked, "Commander, we are here to rescue you."

Cheng Sheng was in a state of great excitement. So many people risked their lives to rescue him. He felt very satisfied and caring. He nodded and said, "Thank you!"

"All the members of the Heroes Association swear to protect the commander to the death, there is no need to thank you." Yan Dong said loudly, and Yan Bei and Yuan Shijie and other members of the Heroes Association who followed him repeated this sentence in unison, indicating Cheng Sheng's position in their minds.

Not long after, the members of the Death Blade waved the sharp blade in their hands and rushed into the Cheng family's house, eating raw meat and drinking blood along the way. Since most of the members of the Death Blade broke through to the military level, but could not fly, only Zhuge Hua could fly over with the falcon eagle. All the members rode on the back of the ice wolf and killed them, with only twenty people. The murderous aura that surged out made the emperor-level strong men also frightened.

"Brother Sheng, Brother Sheng..." Niu, Huo and Pang were one step ahead of Zhuge Hua and came forward to say hello.

Seeing so many people coming to rescue him, even though Cheng Sheng never flicked tears, his eyes were slightly red. He patted his three shoulders and everything was silent.

"Hey, what a big formation!" A sudden voice sounded in Cheng's house, as if it came from all directions, or from the underworld, as if it was from the vague and ethereal, making people unable to capture the exact location of the sound.

"You are finally willing to show your face. Don't you come out to meet and meet?" Yao Shi just rescued Cheng Sheng and his group, and issued that purple electric halo that shocked the world and cried ghosts and gods, which was enough to destroy the entire Cheng family's house. However, only a few buildings collapsed and disappeared invisible. It was obvious that someone had offset the force behind his back, so he said this.

A moment later, there was indeed a person floating in the Cheng family's house. It was Cheng Muhan, the old monster of Cheng family. He had been in seclusion for decades, and Cheng Sheng's generation had never had the chance to meet him.

"Welcome to the ancestor!" The head of the family Cheng Tianxiao couldn't help but look excited when he saw Cheng Muhan coming out of seclusion. He quickly raised his robe and slapped him in front of him, kneeling on the ground and said respectfully.

Later, the people who came to the family reacted and knelt on the ground to worship Cheng Muhan, which was even more pious than worshiping the emperor. And the younger generations of Cheng's family who were extremely surprised were pulled to kneel on the ground by the adults. These were the ancestors of Cheng's family, old monsters who had lived for many years, and in their minds, god-like figures.

Cheng Muhan ignored the people of Cheng’s family kneeling on the ground, but instead looked at Cheng Sheng, who had not bent his knees. His eyes were like a knife, and his voice mixed with anger: "Why don't you kneel?"

"Because I am no longer a family member, why should I kneel down?" Apart from his parents, Cheng Sheng never treated the family member as a relative. Even when facing this unprecedented ancestor Cheng Muhan, he still stood upright like a javelin that advanced into the ground.

"A sin, no matter what you are flowing with is my bloodline in the family. You are forgetting your ancestors. You will never tolerate such an unfilial son who does not recognize his relatives to survive in the world." Cheng Muhan's voice was filled with cold air, and he also saw Cheng Sheng's potential from beginning to end. If he really let him go, ten years, perhaps decades later, the family will be in absolute danger.

"Hahahaha..." Cheng Sheng couldn't help laughing loudly when he heard such words, and did not give the so-called ancestor any face at all, and said, "If I were a family, why would my relatives be expelled from the family? If I were a family, why would I be persecuted by my relatives? Such a family would not admit it!"

"Okay, it's better not to admit one. Today I represent the family and get rid of you, an unworthy son." He laughed in anger. Cheng Muhan obviously had a murderous intention towards Cheng Sheng.

"Old guy, how can you hurt my Yaoshi's disciple?" Yaoshi also floated into the air, only the two of them, the confrontation between the old holy monster. Even the super strong man at the peak of the honor level did not dare to float into the air to get into trouble.

"Hmph, Yaostone, do you think I am Muhan and I will be afraid that you will not succeed?"

"You don't need to be afraid of me, and I don't need to be afraid of you. Let's see the truth under our hands."

"This is a matter within my family. Don't meddle in other people's business."

"This is wrong. Cheng Sheng is also my Yaoshi's personal disciple. If my disciple asks you to kill him, how can my master's face be there?"

"You have to worry about this matter today?" Cheng Mu Han said in a cold voice with his eyes narrowed.

"Yes, I have to worry!" Yao Shi answered very firmly. After finally finding such a disciple who can inherit his legacy, how could he hurt him?

As soon as he finished speaking, a person floated up in Cheng's house again, and his wings were also purple patterns, indicating that another holy-level old monster appeared.

There are two holy-level monsters in the Cheng family. How shocking news is that makes people unable to help but stop thinking. The Yan family has only one old monster who is about to break through to the holy level, and then they can squeeze into one of the ten major families of the Demon Fighting Continent. The Cheng family suddenly has two holy-level monsters, which shows how powerful it is.

"Ha, call him helper, do you think I Yaoshi would be alone?" Yaoshi was not nervous at all, but felt funny. He dared to find a helper in front of him. This was nothing more than using a big knife in front of Guan Gong to humiliate himself. He took out two strange summoning scrolls and burned them out in an instant. In less than two minutes, two purple streamers gathered in one direction in both directions in the air, and the end point was above Cheng's house.

"Hehe, Old Man Yao, what are your instructions for bringing me over?" An old man with gray hair was still a magician, but looking at the purple streamer he brought out just now, it was obviously a super existence at the level of Dharma Saint.

"And I, let's come thousands of miles away. Old Yao, don't forget our goodness." Another old monster also appeared beside Yao Shi, but he was not old at all. Instead, he looked like a middle-aged man. The implication was that Yao Shi would make some holy pills to compensate.

"Hmph, have I given you less benefits? Let's settle the matter here first." Yao Shi snorted coldly and said leisurely.

"No problem, who dares to go against your Yao Lao is the enemy of my starfish turtle." said the old man with white hair, like a gust of wind.

"Yes, Plato is also the most intimate friend of Yao Lao." Plato was not alone, but a person transformed by a holy beast. A holy beast that is as famous as the Dragon God Ao Zhan on the Continent of Demons can easily change his appearance when he reaches the holy level, but the old monster at this stage will probably no longer care about the smelly skin.

Yao Shi despised him in his heart. If these old people were not thinking about his holy pill, how could they come from all the way to help him? But that was enough, because what he wanted was these people to serve him, whether they were using or sincerely helping him.

"Yaoshi, how can it be your turn to interfere in the internal affairs of my family?" Cheng Muhan shouted loudly. He was indeed a little guilty. If Yaoshi was willing to call people far more than this, he would have intervened in this matter. Cheng's family might be destroyed in an instant.

Before Yaoshi could reply, Plato, who turned into a middle-aged man, spoke. "Cheng Muhan, it turns out that you are not dead yet?"

"You are not dead, how can I die in front of you?" The two seemed to have a grudge, and they started to face each other when they met.

"Very good, it's been more than sixty years, right? I haven't revenged that kind of revenge for you, and today I just want to settle the account." Plato couldn't help laughing when he thought of the shame that Cheng Muhan had hurt more than sixty years ago.

"Why do you think of your bravery after defeating your opponent?" Cheng Muhan was very disdainful. Unexpectedly, today's incident also involved the grudges and entanglements of more than 60 years ago.

"After a few moves, everything will be clear." As he said that, Plato was about to take action.

"Slow down!"

A sudden shout from the ground interrupted a shocking battle that was about to begin. Plato looked down at the ground, wanting to see who was a brave man who dared to slow down. When he saw that he was a boy with no hair, he couldn't help but ask angrily: "Little brat, are you tired of living?"

"Plato, he is my Yaoshi's disciple." Yaoshi couldn't help but speak out for fear that this old monster would hurt his disciple by accident.

"Oh?" Plato said in confusion, and immediately changed his smile to Cheng Sheng below and said, "Since he is the disciple that Lao Yao is interested in, he must be a rare talent. When you wait for me, I will finish packing up this old thing Mu Han and give you a small meeting gift."

"I don't care about your affairs, but today is my grudge with the family, so you don't need to intervene." Cheng Sheng was not prepared to let someone participate in the grudge between him and the family, but now there are more and more people gathering, which makes him sigh.

"So that's the case. Well, I'll make a reservation for the old man Cheng Muhan, and I'll come and take it later in a while." If Plato had specified that he would not give face, the disciples of Yaoshi would be different, and he had to give a little face. However, the words he said were not rampant. It would be impossible for a defeated general to say this without some courage.

Cheng Muhan just snorted coldly about this defeated general. How could he be afraid of Plato if he fought alone? c
Chapter completed!