Eight Desolate Sword God

Chapter 1798: The Arrogance of the Li Family

"Patriarch Li, why are you here!"

When Li Daimeng and his party came to the Wei family aggressively, they immediately alerted Wei Zhonghai, the head of the Wei family, and the Wei Penghong family.

"Wei Zhonghai, I don't want to embarrass your Wei family either. Obediently hand over the person who injured Xu'er. Otherwise, don't blame my Li family and you for not dying!"

Li Daimeng, who was wearing a long black dress, looked at Wei Zhonghai contemptuously and threatened coldly.

"Who hurt Rye Hong Wook?"

Looking at Li Daimeng who looked like he was asking for guilt, Wei Zhonghai frowned slightly and asked in a low voice.

"Father, today's grave shooting, Young Master Ye had a little conflict with Li Hongxu and injured him!" Wei Xinyue, who was in the crowd, walked out slowly and said softly.

"Young Master Ye beat him!" Wei Zhonghai felt hatred.

If there is a conflict between the Wei family's children and Li Hongxu, he can still get rid of it, but Ye Chenfeng is not his Wei family, not to mention Ye Chenfeng's origin is not simple, the Wei family wants to make deep friends, and it is impossible to put him Give it to the Li family.

"Wei Zhonghai, my patience is limited, if you don't hand over that Ye Ye today, don't blame me for being rude to your Wei family!" Li Daimeng warned coldly.

"Brother, I have long said that this kid is not a good thing. I think it's better to hand him over so that my Wei family will not suffer a disaster!" Wei Penghong persuaded him from the side.

"No, Young Master Ye is kind to my Wei family, no matter right or wrong, I will never hand him over!" Wei Zhonghai took a deep breath.

"Big brother, you can't push my Wei family into the heated kang for an outsider. It's definitely not a wise choice to be hostile to the Li family!" Wei Penghong continued to persuade.

"Don't talk about it, I've made up my mind!" Wei Zhonghai waved his hand and said, "Li Daimeng, Young Master Ye is a distinguished guest of my Wei family, forgive me for not being able to hand him over to you."

"Dear guest! So, your Wei family insists on doing the right thing with my Li family!"

A strong and cold aura emanated from Li Daimeng's body. This aura was far stronger than Wei Zhonghai and the others, and it made many of the weak children of the Wei family feel breathless.

"Li Daimeng, my Wei family is not the place where you go wild!"

Wei Zhonghai showed a tyrannical side, stepped out one step, and broke out into a tit-for-tat confrontation.

"Alright, alright, Wei Zhonghai, even a defeated general of yours dares to oppose me. Today I want to see if you have any capital to scold me!"

There was a flash of murderous intent in Li Daimeng's eyes, and an afterimage formed on his entire body, attacking Wei Zhonghai at a speed that exceeded several times.

With one palm, Li Daimeng's nails grew wildly at a very fast speed, and digged into Wei Zhonghai's heart.

"Big Thunder Palm!"

Li Daimeng attacked at an extremely fast speed, and a deafening roar erupted from Wei Zhonghai's body. The mysterious holy way map emerged from his body, turning into a mighty thunder palm, which resisted Li Daimeng's attack. .

"Boom!"

The two slapped each other, and a deafening thunder sounded in the entire space, and a large number of thunder lights danced in the void like dragons and snakes.

"The Magical Magic!"

Li Daimeng's pupils shrank, and her whole body twisted in an irregular shape.

The next moment, three phantom afterimages split from her plump body, attacking Wei Zhonghai from three directions.

"Saint Thunder Breaking Heaven Art!"

In the face of the three phantom afterimage attacks split by Li Daimeng, Wei Zhonghai used the supernatural powers that the Wei family had inherited for countless years, and a large amount of thunder light sprayed out of his body, forming a terrifying thunder vortex around his body. The phantom afterimage that swept over Li Daimeng's split.

"Wei Zhonghai, after so many years, your strength still hasn't improved much!"

The afterimage of the phantom demon was broken, and Li Daimeng immediately changed his move. The terrifying holy image of darkness turned into a sword of darkness. The sword broke through the thunder vortex, and with the power to destroy everything, he slashed at Wei, whose face changed slightly. Zhonghai, forcing him to summon a Fangyin with a high-grade Heaven-reaching Sacred Artifact level and resist it with all his strength.

"boom!"

It was hard to regret the attack of Li Daimeng's phantom sword of darkness, and the square seal in the sky above Wei Zhonghai's head trembled. Shengsheng shook him back a few steps.

"Wei Zhonghai, you are not my opponent, just admit defeat!"

Li Daimeng's red lips were slightly raised, revealing a gloomy smile, a top-grade Heaven-reaching Holy Axe filled with powerful demonic energy appeared in her hand, and slashed towards the sky with a mysterious arcane pattern. Wei Zhonghai.

"Pfft!"

Although Wei Zhonghai controlled the Tongtian Fangyin to resist the attack of the black axe, the power of this blow was too terrifying. Blood, almost fell to the ground, his face pale.

"father!"

Seeing that Wei Zhonghai was defeated, and he kept retreating with blood at the mouth, Wei Xinyue's heart tightened, and she ran over immediately, supported his shaky body, took out a clean handkerchief, and wiped the blood spilling from the corner of his mouth for him.

On the other hand, Wei Penghong, who was standing by, showed a gloating expression.

"Wei Zhonghai, my patience is limited, let me ask you again, will you pay that kid with the surname Ye!"

Li Daimeng had a black axe of the highest grade of the holy artifact floating above her head, like a arrogant dark queen, looking at Wei Zhonghai, who was seriously injured, said coldly and arrogantly.

"Young Master Ye is a VIP of my Wei family, I will not hand him over to you!" Wei Zhonghai said firmly.

"Okay, okay, since that's the case, don't blame me for starting a killing spree in your Wei family!" Li Daimeng said murderously.

As soon as she finished speaking, the space above her head suddenly distorted, and three dark golden fists, full of terrifying power, bombarded her with an unparalleled sense of oppression.

"Um!"

Feeling the horror of these three punches, Li Daimeng's expression changed slightly, and he immediately controlled the black axe, which was suspended above his head, to attack with all his strength.

"Boom boom boom!"

Three deafening explosions sounded.

The black axe regretted that the three dark golden fists were shaken, and the terrifying axe was shattered by these three fists.

"Li Daimeng, my Wei family is not a place where you go wild. If you don't leave again, don't blame the old man for being rude to you!"

Hearing the movement outside, Wei Shitong exited the gate, walked step by step in the chaotic void, and gave a majestic warning.

"Wei Shitong!"

Feeling the power of the three punches just now, Li Daimeng's brows slightly wrinkled. He felt that the power of the three punches just now was very powerful and brought him a lot of threats. He couldn't help but look at Wei Shitong, the mainstay of the Wei family. few eyes.

"I have no intention of becoming an enemy of your Wei family, but my son's revenge has to be avenged. If your Wei family does not hand over the murderer, then my Li family will have no choice but to fight with you forever!" Li Daimeng said arrogantly and unreasonably.

"Hmph, Li Daimeng, do you really think my Wei family is afraid of you?" Wei Shitong snorted coldly, "If you want to live forever, my Wei family will accompany you."

"Okay, okay, I hope that when the people from the Devil's Palace arrive, your Wei family still has such confidence!"

After speaking, Li Daimeng, who had some scruples, didn't make another move, restrained the anger in her heart, and was about to leave with the master of the Li family.

But when she turned around, she saw a tall and straight figure standing at the gate of Wei's house. When Li Hongxu, who was seriously injured, saw this figure, his face with a blue nose and a swollen face showed a ferocious look.

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