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Chapter 76: Confrontation, no mercy

"Of course I need the White Snake Demon Skeleton to achieve balance, but for me, my family is always the most important."

Hong Dingtian has a handsome face and his black hair stands up high behind his head.

There was a maturity and steadiness on his face that was inconsistent with his status and age.

"Li Daoxuan is not so easy to give in. Don't underestimate him." Hong Dingtian reached out and patted his brother's shoulder. "If you encounter an accident, surrender as soon as possible. The most important thing is to protect yourself."

"Don't worry."

Hong Wendao laughed out loud, his strength has greatly increased now.

Coupled with the secret medicine Song Ting gave her before, she was full of confidence about what would happen tomorrow.

But Hong Dingtian's caring words still made him feel warm in his heart.

"Although I don't have as good a talent as you, I have fought for decades after all, so I naturally know what to do about these things." Hong Wendao stretched out his arms and gave his brother a big hug, with a bright and sunny smile on his face.

"That's good……"

Although this is what I said, there is an inexplicable shadow.

It still came from nowhere, lingering in Hong Dingtian's mind and could not be dispelled.

"You are so young, yet so serious. No wonder those girls don't like you." Hong Wendao saw his expression.

He stretched out his two thumbs, pressed the corners of his mouth, and forced a smile.

"Hahaha!" Hong Wendao laughed again, "That's good, laugh more."

"When I was your age, I already had seven or eight children." Hong Wendao said, "Although practicing martial arts is important, you should also take in more concubines to pass on your talent to your children."

Hong Dingtian blushed and said hurriedly, "I already have Junjun, I can't let her down."

Seeing my brother like this.

Hong Wendao shook his head helplessly and couldn't help but sigh.

Back then, all the brothers were playboys, except for the youngest and most talented Hong Dingtian, who had a stubborn and rigid personality.

but……

This is fine, perhaps this is the only way to persist.

Only then can you lead the six major families in the new era to fight against this increasingly crazy and weird world.

……

……

……

The next morning.

Su Heng finished washing up and changed into the new clothes that Chen Murong had prepared for him.

He followed the contents of the letter, went to the designated location, and waited for what would happen next.

He had deliberately arrived some time in advance.

Su Heng always keeps his promises and takes what he promises to others seriously.

But I never thought...

When we arrived at the square, there were already quite a few people inside.

The square is paved with blue slabs, each of which is more than one meter in diameter. There are huge patterns of strange beasts on them, and their appearance is extremely clear.

In the center of the square is a tall tower.

The tower has nine floors, is hundreds of meters high, and is wrapped with chains.

Even at dawn on a clear day, the bright golden sunlight was blocked by an unknown force.

The aura emanating from the demon.

They converge together, distorting vision, affecting perception, and forming a substantial blood-red haze.

But when Su Heng closed his eyes tightly and opened them again, the surroundings of the tower returned to normal, as if the scene he had just seen was just an illusion.

"This must be the legendary Demon-Suppressing Tower..." Su Heng thought to himself.

The demons are reviving and a great era is coming.

All disputes and whirlpools revolve around the Demon-Suppressing Tower.

At the foot of the Demon-Suppressing Tower was Li Daoxuan, dressed in a black robe, who was whispering with a muscular man beside him.

See Su Heng coming.

Li Daoxuan raised his head, smiled, and greeted from a distance.

As Li Daoxuan raised his head, more than a dozen elders around him also looked towards Su Heng.

These people have introverted temperaments and their looks are also unique.

Some had bare chests, their bodies covered with traces of smoke and fire, and their arms were black and knotted, like those of blacksmiths.

Some of them have dull faces and wear straw hats, like old farmers working in the countryside.

There are also rich young men with elegant figures and dressed in fine silk.

And so on, they vary.

Their appearance seems to be related to the skills they practice and the fusion of demon corpses. The temperament of each person is very unique.

And these people looked at Su Heng with different eyes.

Some people are wary, others are kind, and more are curious.

Su Heng looked so young, and it was unknown why he caught Li Daoxuan's eye and was regarded as a savior.

But even Su Heng stood there steadily.

His sturdy figure and unshakable aura should not be underestimated by anyone.

Su Heng came to stand beside Li Daoxuan, and the two talked in low voices. In the empty square, footsteps were heard again.

Soon, another group of people arrived at the Demon-Suppressing Tower. Leading them was a man with white hair and beard, elegant appearance, and eyes as clear as water.

He doesn't look like a strange warrior who would cause bloodshed.
On the contrary, he is like a great scholar who has achieved great success in his studies.

"This man is the head of the Hong family, Hong Jiuxiang." Li Daoxuan introduced him to Su Heng in a low voice.

Su Heng raised his eyebrows, sensing a hint of threat from Hong Jiuxiang. Obviously, he was able to lead the noble families, lead the times, and suppress the scoundrels. This person was no simple character.

Its true strength.

Compared with Li Daoxuan, even if he is not as good, it is estimated that he will not be much worse.

"The young man wearing armor behind him is Hong Dingtian. Compared to the immortal Hong Jiuxiang, Hong Dingtian is a greater threat."

Li Daoxuan used the method of secret sound transmission this time, and there was a hint of seriousness in his voice.

Except for Hong Jiuxiang and his son.

There were also some important figures from other aristocratic families in this group, and Li Daoxuan introduced them to him one by one.

"Ximen Xing, Zhou Baitong, Song Ting..." Su Heng listened as his eyes swept over these people, gradually forming a general impression in his mind.

"The last person is Hong Wendao."

Following Li Daoxuan's voice, Su Heng's gaze fell on a burly bald man.

The man had fair skin, but there was a long narrow scar on his face, which made him look a bit aggressive. At this time, he was also frowning and looking at Su Heng.

The two looked at each other.

Su Heng looked gentle, with a smile on his face, and nodded at him.

Hong Wendao also grinned, and used his palm as a knife to gently wipe his neck. The threat was self-evident.

Li Daoxuan hasn't spoken yet.

The tense atmosphere filled the entire square.

"Cough cough!" Li Daoxuan coughed twice, and everyone's eyes were instantly focused on him.

Li Daoxuan seemed to be unaware of the solemn atmosphere in the square. He just smiled and said, "It's rare for everyone to gather here. I believe you all know what I am going to say."

"Three months ago, the Demon Suppression Tower rioted, and the deputy governor Xu Tong was seriously injured. His realm fell and he could no longer take charge of the overall situation. In order to maintain the stability of the county, it is necessary to select a new deputy governor to guard the Demon Suppression Tower. After careful selection by this governor, I intend to hand over this important task to the person next to me.

I wonder if anyone here has any opinions. Who is in favor and who is against it? "

Li Daoxuan hadn't finished speaking.

Hong Wendao took a step forward and said with a cold face, "I object."

"Oh……"

Li Daoxuan had anticipated such a scene.

He didn't seem annoyed, but just said gently, "If you have any opinions, you can tell me."

"The Demon Suppression Tower is of great importance. Why should we hand it over to an outsider?" Hong Wendao clenched his fists, his eyes gleaming with a hint of coldness. "Also, although Lord Li is the commander-in-chief, the Demon Suppression Tower is not maintained by you alone. If you want to take the position of deputy commander-in-chief, you still need to have the strength to convince others."

"Oh, really?" Li Daoxuan's smile remained unchanged, but the golden light in his eyes gradually turned cold. "So what you mean is that in this Demon Suppression Division, what I said is no longer valid."

"Whether it counts or not depends on the reaction of the people below." Hong Wendao said tit for tat.

As soon as he finished speaking, a faint and noisy discussion came from the crowd.

Many elders dispersed and split into three parts.

Some of them continued to stand beside Li Daoxuan to show their support, and their eyes were cold and angry when they looked at the people from the aristocratic families.

Another group of people stood aside and expressed neutrality.

The last group of people stood openly with Hong Wendao and the people from the aristocratic families, with either joking or evasive expressions on their faces.

"Very good," Li Daoxuan's eyes swept over these people one by one, as if he wanted to memorize their appearance.

Finally, his golden pupils fixed on Hong Wendao, "So, what is your opinion?"

"In the Demon Suppression Division, strength is respected!" Hong Wendao boldly stretched out his hand, clenched his five fingers tightly, and the strength in his body burned fiercely, and his wide robe with gold edges rolled up and down.

He laughed loudly, with an arrogant expression on his face, as if he was determined to take over the Demon-Suppressing Tower.

"Lord Dusi!" Hong Wendao said in a fierce voice, pointing a finger at Su Heng, "I request a duel with him, regardless of life or death. The one who survives will sit in the Demon Suppression Tower, and the one who dies will be turned into a handful of dry bones."

There was a loud noise from the crowd and things began to get out of control.

Competition and conflict are expected.

But regardless of life or death, bloodshed rarely occurs.

Hong Dingtian clenched his fist, as if he wanted to stop the fight, but Hong Jiuxiang grabbed his arm.

"Boy, if you are scared now, get out of my sight right now and never appear in front of me again." Hong Wen threatened in a hoarse voice.

"So what is your opinion..." Li Daoxuan raised his head.

“Afraid!” Su Heng laughed out loud, “I’ve grown up like this, and I still don’t know how to write the word afraid!”

He unbuttoned his robe, revealing the tight-fitting clothes underneath. This robe was custom-made for him by Chen Murong yesterday. If blood was seen on it today, it would be a betrayal of her kindness.

Su Heng placed the robe he had taken off in Li Daoxuan's arms, walked onto the center stage, and confronted Hong Wendao head-on.

"You want to die, I won't stop you." Su Heng's voice was low, and a blood-red "Chuan" character faintly appeared between his eyebrows.

Hong Wendao looked at Su Heng's muscular body, his expression slightly more serious.

He did not speak, but turned to look at Li Daoxuan who was silent beside him, and at the same time swallowed a secret medicine hidden under his tongue mixed with saliva.

"Since you insist on doing so, I won't stop you." Li Daoxuan said calmly.

He took a step back and the crowd dispersed.

Make room for the two people in the square.

(End of this chapter)