Chapter 528

I saw a blue shadow suddenly appearing, and appeared in the hall in an instant, with sword eyebrows and star eyes, long hair and shoulders, full of invincibility.

"Blue Dragon!"

"This... how did the blue dragon come?"

"Qinglong..." Li Qinghao instantly had a strong hope.

I couldn't help frowning, and suddenly had a bad premonition, because it is absolutely impossible for Qinglong to appear for no reason!

Sure enough, Qinglong looked sideways slightly, and looked at me, his gaze was like a blade, as if it could put people in a cold place.

"Are you the old enemy that Dao'er called?" Qinglong asked me for the first time, his tone full of chills.

I took a deep breath, suppressed my palpitations, and replied, "It's me, so are you the one behind Fang Dao?"

"The answer is correct. As a teacher of Dao'er, how can you just watch him lose to you? So if you can't be the crown prince, it's considered a cut off for you." Qinglong said.

Mr. Li looked moved, and slowly got up from the main seat, holding a cane with one hand, and said coldly: "Qinglong, this is my Li family's internal affairs, it has nothing to do with you, you'd better leave it alone."

"What if I have to take care of it today? Let Wuming come out?" Qinglong smiled.

The old man suddenly poked the ground with his crutches, his aura was not weaker than Qinglong, and he shouted: "This is the Li family. As I said, Wuming is always paying attention. If you want to force a fish to die, then come! Don't you just want to Do you want him to show up again?"

"Li Tianxing, I think Wuming is afraid, right? Or your Li family has been pretending?" Fang Sheng suddenly stood up.

The old man glared, "You don't have a place to talk here, the Fang family, you think you can be presumptuous by relying on the Tianbang?"

"You!" Fang Sheng blushed suddenly and had nothing to say.

At this time, Qinglong waved his hand, "Li Tianxing, I admire you, so I won't embarrass you. As long as you are willing to let Wuming appear, I don't care about it. If you don't, should I define it as Wuming? I'm really afraid Is it too long for him to worry about it?"

"I made it very clear a long time ago. I don't know where Wuming is. What's the use of you coming to Li's house to do such a thing? There is a reason why he didn't show up." The old man said.

"Since that's the case, let's do it this way. I've changed my mind. I don't want to wait anyway." Qinglong shook his head slightly, grabbed the third son Li Jin's neck instantly, and lifted him up easily.

"My, my, my, Patriarch, save me! I don't want to die." Li Jin, the fat man, was so frightened that he cried on the spot, his face flushed red.

The old man's expression was ugly, and he said, "Qinglong, stop!"

However, Qinglong didn't show mercy at all, and cut off the neck of the third son Li Jin in an instant, threw his body at the old man's feet, and said, "Li Tianxing, don't blame me for making things difficult for you."

Li Jin lay dead in front of the old man, and the whole audience was suffocated. Even the masters of the Li family, no one dared to make a move at will, for fear of dying at the hands of Qinglong.

"The third son of the Li family died like this? This is a slap in the face of the Li family."

"I can't see Qinglong's movements at all, it's just terrifying."

"What about Wuming? The third child is dead, so Wuming still hasn't appeared?"

"Could it be that Wuming isn't the so-called worry at all, but an excuse that Mr. Li found to procrastinate?"

"Wuming may be afraid, afraid that Qinglong and the other four envoys will join forces!"

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For a time, countless discussions quietly arose.

The old man's face became more and more ugly, and when he was about to speak, Qinglong grabbed the fifth son Li He in an instant, without any hesitation, he cut off his neck in public.

The fifth son Li He didn't even have time to call for help, so he died instantly in Qinglong's hands, becoming a weak corpse.

Immediately afterwards, Qinglong threw Li He's body at the old man's feet and said, "What? Isn't that enough?"

At this moment, the Li family was enraged. Including all the masters of the Tianbang, they all gritted their teeth in resentment, but no one dared to speak out at will. After all, Qinglong was too terrifying.

Only Li Qinghao, he smiled secretly, his expression was extremely satisfied, as if Qinglong's actions were invisibly helping him.

I was standing in the middle of the main hall, all this seemed slow, but in fact, within a few minutes, Qinglong had already killed the two elder sons of the Li family. Behavior.

However, just when Li Qinghao was secretly proud, Qinglong suddenly aimed at Li Ji who had just got up...

With just one look, Li Qinghao's face changed dramatically in fright, and he hurriedly shouted: "Qinglong, no! I, Jier..."

However, halfway through Li Qinghao's words, Qinglong had already grabbed Li Ji, pinching his entire face with his big hands.

"Woo~ Father, save me." Li Ji was so frightened that he peed his pants in an instant, and he faltered and shouted.

Li Qinghao was desperate to the extreme, he didn't care too much, and immediately knelt down, "Qinglong, please, let my son go, let Jier go, I beg you."

"Let it go? Let Wuming come out!" Qinglong replied.

Li Qinghao subconsciously looked at the old man, and begged, "Old man, please let the unknown senior show up. As long as my son doesn't die, I'm willing to do whatever you want, and I won't fight for the crown prince."

"Qinghao, get up, don't kneel to him, the nameless wishes are beyond my control." The old man shook his head helplessly.

Qinglong answered: "Since you can't control it, force it out."

Li Qinghao couldn't kneel down, and tears began to flow in his eyes, "I beg you, don't..."

Qinglong ignored it, and pinched decisively with his big hand. The terrifying force crushed Li Ji's entire face in an instant, and blood splashed all around.

Li Ke, die.

"Ji'er!!!" Li Qinghao wailed in extreme pain, and his voice spread throughout the hall, unprecedentedly terrified, as if his heart had been cut off, as if he had lost everything he had.

The audience is silent.

Qinglong grabbed Li Ji's clothes, threw the body at the old man's feet again, and said, "What? It hasn't come out yet? I have to say that Wuming's patience is really good. Do you want to come out after a few more?"

"Qinglong, you!" The old man was rarely helpless, and his momentum gradually weakened.

Just at this juncture, Qinglong turned his face to the side, concentrated his eyes on me, and said with a smile: "Forget it, let's solve it for Daoer, with his personality, he might really lose to you. Save yourself trouble later on."

As soon as these words came out, the old man's face changed drastically, "How dare you?"

"No!!!" My mother ran out from behind the main hall, worrying like never before.

But it was also at this moment that a figure suddenly approached, without any words, a terrifying aura erupted along the way, leaving behind afterimages at such a high speed, when facing the green dragon directly, it was a fight!

It was...Su Pojun!

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