The first rich son-in-law

Chapter 2295

Meisha looked towards Jiang Beichen slowly, her eyes were calm, and she said lightly: "Jiang Beichen, I know that you have all three ancestral artifacts of the ancient witch clan, hand them over!"

Jiang Beichen frowned, shook his head and said, "Meisha, although I don't know what you and the Blood Witch Clan are planning to do, I will never give you the three ancestral artifacts!"

Hearing what the old man of the Mo family said just now, Jiang Beichen became more and more sure that the blood witch clan's conspiracy was not a trivial matter. If they really handed over the ancestral artifact, it would be a catastrophe!

"Jiang Beichen, I have done my best to you, you are not qualified to negotiate terms with me now!" Meisha said coldly.

"Hand over the ancestral artifact now, and I can let the three of you go! Otherwise, don't blame me for being ruthless!"

Tang Zhiruo's beautiful eyes trembled slightly, and she hurriedly stepped forward, "Meisha, we all lived and died together! There's no need to confront each other, right? If you have any difficulties, you can tell them, we can help you, and these Girl, they are still young, do you really have the heart to sacrifice their blood?"

"Shut up!" Meisha suddenly yelled, and said coldly: "The world is not benevolent and treats all things as dogs! As I said before, I am not a human race, and your lives are no different from ants in my eyes. Let me say it again For the last time, keep the ancestors and these girls, otherwise, don't blame me for being ruthless!"

boom!

As soon as Meisha finished speaking, a majestic aura surged out in an instant, and the true energy around her was even tinged with blue light, which looked intimidating.

Jiang Beichen's eyes trembled slightly. He didn't expect that Meisha's strength had improved a lot after seeing her in just a few days. The power of Dragon Ball really cannot be underestimated.

"Mesa..."

"Crack!"

What Jiang Beichen wanted to say, Meisha didn't want to hear it anymore, stomped her feet, and rushed towards Jiang Beichen.

Bang bang bang!

Jiang Beichen could only be forced to fight.

Roar!

Jiang Beichen knew that with his current situation, he was by no means an opponent of Meisha, so he exploded immediately when he came up, Xuan Qingjue and Mo Gong exploded!

Mesa was caught off guard and was pushed far away by the shock wave.

Jiang Beichen yelled quickly: "Senior Mo, take them away, hurry up!!"

Mo Xie's eyes flickered, and he nodded immediately: "Okay! Boy, take care of yourself!"

Mo Xie hurriedly took Tang Zhiruo Qinglin and dozens of girls, planning to leave.

However, the old woman in black robe naturally couldn't stand by and watch.

"Mo Xie, it's up to you, can you run away?"

The old woman is actually the high priest of the Blood Witch Clan, and her magical power should not be underestimated.He immediately brought people around.

But Mo Xie couldn't help laughing, "You ugly old woman, if I didn't want to go to jail, do you think you can trap me?"

"open!"

Mo Xie couldn't help shouting, and kicked the wall next to him twice. Suddenly, a high wall smashed towards the old woman and the others.

The old woman and the others were startled, and quickly dodged to the side. At this moment, Mo Xie hurriedly led the crowd towards the wall, where there was an entrance to a tunnel, presumably it was a mechanism.

"Haha! The entire city was built by my Mo family. Do you think our Mo family will have no successors?" Mo Xie sneered with disdain.

In his eyes, the entire city is a huge tool. As long as he wants to, absolutely no one can catch him in this city.

He can even use organs to fight back.

"Damn it! Chase me!" The old woman shouted angrily.

All the people in black robes rushed up, but by this time, it was already too late, and Mo Xie had already rushed in with everyone.

However, at the critical moment, the old woman was ruthless and directly smashed the crutch in her hand.

"careful!"

Qinglin couldn't help screaming, Qingyi quickly raised his head, and saw the crutch hitting his chest.

It was too late for Qinglin to stop it.

And at this moment, a beautiful girl flew over recklessly, and instantly stood in front of Tsing Yi.

puff!

The crutch hit Tang Zhiruo's back heavily, and Tang Zhiruo suddenly vomited a mouthful of blood.

"Sister Tang!" Tsing Yi's eyes trembled, and he kept shaking his head, his eyes were extremely frightened.

Qinglin also ran over quickly and supported Tang Zhiruo.

Tang Zhiruo's face was extremely pale, and she pushed the two of them hard.

"Go! If you don't go, it will be too late!"

"But Sister Tang..."

Tsing Yi wanted to say something, but Tang Zhiruo exerted her last bit of strength and pushed the brother and sister into the tunnel.

"Sister Tang!!"

Boom!The stone door was slowly closed, and the entrance to the tunnel was completely sealed.

Tang Zhiruo also fell over in an instant.

The high priest hurried over and found that Mo Xie's figure had disappeared. He was so angry that he hit the entrance of the tunnel with his crutches, but the entrance of the tunnel remained motionless like a king kong.

"Damn!"

The high priest could only curse in anger.

On the other side, the battle between Jiang Beichen and Meisha has also reached a fever pitch.

"Meisha, stop!" Jiang Beichen got a chance to take a break, and immediately began to persuade.

But at this moment, Meisha has already played a real fire, so how could he listen to his words.

"Stop talking nonsense! Either you have to hand over the ancestral artifact today, or you will die in my hands!" Meisha's eyes were cold, and she immediately slapped Jiang Beichen.

Jiang Beichen didn't want to say anything more this time, so he immediately practiced his skills, and a blood mist rose from his body in an instant, and his aura rose to the peak in an instant.

"Meisha, if you and I really let go of the fight, we must both lose. Why are you doing this!"

boom!

Jiang Beichen struck out with a palm, and Meisha backed up in an instant. She only felt the blood in her chest surging, and her eyes were slightly startled.