Chapter 25 Zhao Yang Showdown(1/2)
The spiritual power in the middle stage of foundation building spread from Su Dong.
Ordinary people just feel the mighty power, and they are so oppressed that they are almost breathless.
Song Qingshan and He Daneng, who were the first to bear the brunt, felt like a mountain was pressing against him and kneeling on the ground.
As everyone was watching, Su Dong walked to the two of them with an arrogant eight-character step, swaying and swaying, and said with a smile: "Song Qingshan, He Da Neng, why are you kneeling down for me?"
Song Qingshan, He Daneng was suppressed by Lingwei and could not speak at all.
He Daneng had long been timid and had a flattering expression.
Song Qingshan looked resentful, and even though he was kneeling, he still stared at Su Dong.
Su Dong slapped Song Qingshan in the face very simply, "I'm very angry? I'm very unwilling to accept it? Haha, I'm stronger than you, so you will never have a chance. I'm trying to impeach me, what a dog you are!"
As he said that, Su Dong slapped his hands, although he didn't use much force, but it was extremely humiliating.
"Before impeaching me, have you ever thought about the consequences of failure? I don't understand. I have no grudge against you. What's the point of your stupidity and fighting against me?"
"Oh, I understand, it was the instructor of that old guy Song Hong?"
Su Dong laughed, looked up at the sky, his eyes were filled with coldness, and said coldly: "Song Hong, you old dog, don't you get out yet!"
The audience was shocked!
Scolding the elder of the sect, Su Dong is the first person in the thousand-year history of the Shenfeng Suyun Sect!
Ye Binglan and Wu Songhua were amazed by Su Dong's courage.
They felt that they were ridiculed by Su Dong, which was really slight... Even the leader of their own sect dared to scold Lao Gou!
"Boy bullies too much!"
In the air, Song Hong's figure appeared. He was furious and his eyes were so angry that he was almost going to kill someone!
A group of senior officials of the Shenfeng Speed Movement Sect appeared one after another.
The great elder Lin was standing beside Song Hong, preventing Song Hong from taking action.
But Song Hong was not afraid of the great elder. The sect leader Zhao Yang's scrutiny was the reason why he did not dare to kill Su Dong directly.
His ambition has attracted Zhao Yang's attention.
He even felt that all of this was Zhao Yang's arrangement!
"If Zhao Yang hadn't supported it, how could the little bastard be promoted to the middle level of the fourth grade so quickly!"
"If it weren't for Zhao Yang's arrangement, how dare the little thief scold me in public?"
"Is it because Zhao Yang wants to find an excuse to get rid of me?"
Song Hong thought, and he was even more afraid to act rashly.
If Su Dong knew that Song Hong had such a rich inner drama, he would probably be laughing at the pig.
The senior management of the Shenfeng Speedy Sect appeared, and the disciples in the square visited.
Ye Binglan and Wu Songhua also greeted the sect leader and elders in the air. When they go out, they represent the sect, and they will not lose their courtesy.
"Can that old thing Song Hong be so insulted by me? "
"Since you want to be a turtle, I'm not polite!"
Thinking of this, Su Dong cursed directly: "Song Hong, as an elder, you have any objections to me, and it is too insidious to encourage Song Qingshan, this bastard, to impeach me!"
Seeing Song Hong look angry and worried, Su Dong continued to curse: "Old Dog, since Master accepted me as his disciple, you have disliked me? Unfortunately, Master is keen on the wise and keen on your stupid nephew Song Qingshan at all. At such an old age, he is only in the late stage of the third-grade true master, and he is useless!"
As he said that, Su Dong kicked Song Qingshan in the chest and kicked Song Qingshan dozens of meters away. "Song Qingshan, have you seen it? Old Dog Song Hong dared not vent your anger for you. You're so fucking dead."
Su Dong carried Wu Songhua's war hammer and jumped up, making a move to kill Song Qingshan.
"Enough!"
The Great Elder Lin Zheng fired a ball of true energy to block Su Dong, but he did not hurt him.
"Remove your spiritual power. The mid-level fourth-grade 18-year-old is indeed the first genius in the history of the Shenfeng Speed Movement Sect."
The elder beat him up and gave him a date to eat.
Su Dong took advantage of the donkey to regain his spiritual power and bowed down to Zhao Yang, the Great Elder and others, saying hello one by one.
At this time, Su Dong was not arrogant or domineering, and he was like a good baby.
After asking about the ceremony, Su Dong looked up at Zhao Yang and said respectfully: "I have a bad temper and have caused trouble for my master."
The subtext is, you can take care of me!
Zhao Yang waved his hand expressionlessly, "It's okay."
After typing Song Qingshan, Zhao Yang's two words "Not bad" were mentioned in one stroke.
Su Dong secretly breathed a sigh of relief and said, "I have gained some gains when I went to Huanglong Village this time. I made my own decisions without handing over to the sect. Please punish me."
The subtext is, I am very awesome, please praise me quickly!
Zhao Yang did come forward, and he smiled slightly and said, "The harvest outside is your own, you don't have to be handed over. You can take away the wealth of Huanglongzhai under the command of so many talented heroes, strengthen my god-wind speed-forward sect's reputation, and generously donate to distribute it to people of your classmates. This shows that your mind, character, strength and cultivation are all first-class."
Su Dong said humbly: "This is all good for the master."
The two of them sang together, and Song Hong was slightly terrified.
"Conspiracy! It's definitely a conspiracy! Zhao Yang and the little bastard set up a trap, and Qingshan's nephew and I jumped in..." Song Hong's eyes were lowered, and he stared at the decadent and miserable Song Qingshan in the square. "Qingshan's nephew, I'm sorry for my uncle this time. Next time, we will definitely be able to seize the Shenfeng Speed Yun Sect! Zhao Yang and Su Dong's little bastard must die!"
Song Hong rolled up Song Qingshan and flew away directly, without even saying hello to the sect leader Zhao Yang.
Seeing that Song Hong had left, the remaining senior officials of the Shenfeng Suyun Sect frowned.
Today's events have been completely exposed.
Logically speaking, he should give an explanation, at least he needs to do some face-saving projects.
Then there wasn't.
"Is it because he still has something to rely on and wants to turn the tables in the future?" Zhao Yang thought to himself, "It's just the peak of the fifth grade, what can he use to turn the tables?"
Zhao Yang smiled coldly and no longer cared about Song Hong's affairs.
"Su Dong, return the warhammer to the people of the Daobing Sect. Our Shenfeng Suyun Sect and the Daobing Sect have always been friendly and have a lot of business dealings. If you apologize to others, this matter will be exposed."
When Zhao Yang spoke, Wu Songhua breathed a sigh of relief.
Everyone felt that the sect leader said this personally, and the sect leader was still Su Dong's master. It was impossible for Su Dong to stop returning the war hammer with someone.
In Wu Songhua Qiji's gaze, Su Dong shook his head.
"Master, the warhammer was snatched by the disciples based on their abilities. Wu Songhua wanted to take it back. If he fought with real swords and guns, he would naturally return it with both hands."
Forehead……
The disciples of Shenfeng Suyun Sect quietly gave Su Dong a thumbs up. The sect leader said, "You guy dare to tell the truth, you are so damn good!"
Wu Songhua's fierce body shook again. She looked angry and bowed to Zhao Yang, turned around and left resolutely without even leaving a harsh word.
"Wu Songhua knew that she was no match for the young sect leader and she didn't dare to fight at all!"
"Didn't you listen to Yingui's broadcast? When the young master went to the Daobing Sect, he had already fought with Wu Songhua. In the hands of the young master, the female hero was powerless to resist."
"Hehe, Elder Song is also defeated by the young master."
The fencemen of the Shenfeng Suyun Sect began to blow rainbow farts to Su Dong. Now the position of the Young Master Su Dong is completely stable. In the future, he will be in charge of the Shenfeng Suyun Sect. It is absolutely right to flatter Su Dong Sect as soon as possible.
Besides, it is beneficial to have a short mouth and a short hand, Su Dong is generous and wealthy, and the disciples of the Shenfeng Speedy Sect are all good, so they naturally have to say good things to Su Dong.
Ye Binglan also said goodbye to Zhao Yang and the elders.
"Su Dong, the sword forged by the sword and gun sect is really not worth 600,000 spirit stones?" Before leaving, Ye Binglan asked again.
Su Dong curled his lips, "How do I know?"
"You!" Ye Binglan stepped onto the flying sword and glanced at Su Dong fiercely. She really couldn't stay here. If she talked to this guy, she would be angry to death.
Fly away with the sword.
By the way, she was a few hundred meters away and looked back at the little loli beside Su Dong, and a trace of inexplicable irritability in her heart...
"Hehe, brother, that Ye Binglan is a little jealous." The little loli was sticking to Su Dong's side, watching Ye Binglan fly away, and said with a low smile.
Su Dong was stunned. Damn the little loli, who believes it?
...
Cave Mansion No. 1, Yi, is the place where Zhao Yang, the leader of the Shenfeng Suyun Sect.
In the cave, Zhao Yang put out layers of restrictions to isolate all possible spy.
Unless it is a major cultivation of the Nascent Soul, it is possible to break through the ban quietly.
"Is this old guy going to showdown?"
Su Dong's eyes were as calm as water.
He knew that Zhao Yang brought him here alone and was so cautious, he would definitely showdown.
After Zhao Yang finished everything, he stared at Su Dong with a cold expression and looked at him for a while, and said lightly: "Su Dong, you are a smart person, and this sect will go straight to the point with you."
To be continued...