Seeing Meng Jie finally break up with Jun Mo, the children of the Meng family on the martial arts stage had expressions of surprise on their faces.

They had long been unhappy with Jun Mo. He came to their territory and still dared to speak arrogantly.

"Old patriarch, stop talking nonsense to this kid and kill him."

"Boy, you have become a Huajin warrior at a young age. You are indeed a dragon and a phoenix among people, but so what. No matter how talented you are and how outstanding your martial arts talent is, you will never be a high-level Huajin warrior. As long as you are not a Huajin warrior. Senior Jin warrior, today is your death anniversary."

"Boy, you dare to be so arrogant based on your talent, you will regret it."

"Old patriarch, Tian Yang destroyed him."

On the martial arts stage, the shouts and curses of the Meng family disciples could be heard constantly.

As time passed slowly, more and more Meng family disciples came to the yard from their respective houses.

The huge courtyard was almost completely surrounded by the Meng family's children.

These later generations finally understood the cause of the incident through the accounts of the Meng family disciples on the martial arts stage.

Looking at Jun Mo, these Meng family disciples kept laughing, looking at Jun Mo as if he were a dead person.

If you come alone to destroy the Meng family, what else is it if you are not seeking death?

Jun Mo looked around quietly, not angry at all. There was no need to be angry with a group of people who were about to die.

"Brother Jie, is this guy the one who wants to destroy our Meng family?"

At this time, a short, gray-haired old man jumped outside the crowd and easily jumped to Meng Jie's side.

He exuded a cold aura, and stared coldly at Jun Mo under the martial arts stage with a pair of triangular eyes like poisonous snakes.

His name is Meng Lian, and he is one of the three junior Huajin warriors of the Meng family. He is the same generation as Meng Jie, and his talent is slightly worse than Meng Jie. He is now infinitely close to the intermediate level of Huajin, but his talent is limited, and there is almost no hope of becoming one in this life. Transformed into an intermediate martial artist.

Although his talent is worse than Meng Jie's, Meng Lian's reputation in the ancient martial arts world is much greater than Meng Jie's.

Meng Jie is too cautious in doing things, he will look ahead and worry about the consequences, and generally will not conflict with others.

But Meng Lian is different. He is known as a bloodthirsty executioner in the ancient martial arts world. Anyone who offends him will be killed mercilessly by him.

And before beheading, he will torture the other person until he is in pain and make him beg him for a good time.

He enjoys killing people.

Therefore, in the ancient martial arts world, many people would rather offend Meng Jie than Meng Lian.

This one is a lunatic.

The men who died in the Meng family were trained by him and controlled by him.

If you want to send out dead soldiers, you need Meng Lian's consent.

"Haha, the Menglian clan master is here. This boy is miserable. The Menglian clan master is not as easy to talk to as the old clan leader."

"Master Meng Lian, this boy wants to destroy our Meng family. It would be great if you came. You must torture this boy before killing him later."

"Yes, we must not let this kid die easily. We must make him regret coming to my Meng family to seek revenge."

0......Please give me flowers......

"Master Menglian, I haven't learned the skin-peeling and tendon-splitting method you showed me last time. How about you show it to me again later on this kid?"

Seeing Meng Lian appear, the disciples cheered again, with excited expressions on their faces.

Listening to the cheers of the Meng family disciples around him, Jun Mo raised the corners of his eyes slightly and couldn't help but focus on Meng Lian.

Meng Lian also turned his gaze over at this time and met Jun Mo's eyes.

I saw his lips curled up, revealing a set of big yellow teeth.

"Boy, you are truly a genius among geniuses. You have become a martial artist at a young age. At your age, I have only just completed the Great Perfection of External Strength.

Meng Lian seemed to be recalling the past and couldn't help but sigh, and then changed the subject:

"My favorite thing to do is to collect the skulls of talented warriors."

"In my room, I already have the skulls of nine genius warriors. They are all outstanding, and they have advanced cultivation at a young age.

"I used their skulls to make a chair, but there is still one armrest to complete. Your skull can just make up for the missing armrest."

Looking at Jun Mo, Meng Lian seemed to be looking at a peerless beauty. Perhaps he was too excited, his body was shaking slightly, and his old face full of grooves showed a flushed color. .

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