Destined Martial God

"You ? You must have coaxed my father to revoke my successor's qualification!"    

A wise son should not know his father!    

On the other hand, his son knew his father very well.    

The coldness in the masked man's eyes just now had let Meng Sheng know that his father's order to revoke his successor status was not something that could be changed.    

Meng Sheng who had instantly lost everything, immediately blamed all of his sins on Meng Yun.    

Because in his opinion, if it wasn't for Meng Yun reporting to his face, his father definitely wouldn't have been disappointed in him.    

If Meng Yun had not retorted and reminded him of Yu Haoran's influence earlier, his father would never have thought of abolishing his successor.    

At this moment, Meng Yun was an irreconcilable enemy to Meng Sheng.    

"I will kill you!"    

He immediately channeled all of the soul force and elemental energy at the peak of the first stage of Martial Saint to form a fist that was filled with killing intent.    

Meng Sheng shouted with bloodshot eyes, and then heavily smashed towards Meng Yun.    

"Bastard, how dare you!"    

Let alone Meng Yun, even if he was deceiving her, he would never have thought that Meng Sheng would actually attack and ambush his so insanely, not to mention that he had attacked his in front of everyone else.    

This made the prime minister unable to stop him, and he could only scold him loudly, hoping that Meng Sheng would stop in time.    

It was a pity that Meng Sheng, whose mind had already been clouded by his hatred, would not take the initiative to stop just because of a simple scolding.    

Looking at the heavy punch that was about to land on his body, the originally flustered Meng Yun suddenly quieted down, and looked at Meng Sheng calmly.    

Ten centimeters!    

Five centimeters!    

Three centimeters!    

Just as Meng Sheng's heavy fist was about three centimeters away from Meng Yun's head, a white, tender, jade hand grabbed onto the heavy fist that was about to explode at lightning speed, and blocked the fatal blow for Meng Yun.    

Following Meng Sheng's use of elemental energy and soul power to condense his heavy punch, it was crushed by his delicate, jade-like hands. A beautiful woman with waterfall like hair and dressed in a long white dress appeared in front of Meng Yun, giving off the feeling of a valiant and valiant beauty.    

Seeing the white dressed beauty that appeared in front of Meng Yun, his expression changed slightly.    

"Greetings, Princess Ru Ling!"    

"Master Meng, this is too much!" She coldly glanced at Meng Sheng and asked with a face as cold as frost.    

If it wasn't for him rushing over in time, when Meng Sheng used his full power, his body would have been shattered and his soul scattered.    

"Princess Ru Ling, it was this official that didn't discipline you enough and nearly made this unfilial son commit an unforgivable crime. This official will definitely punish this unfilial son severely and give Meng Yun an explanation." Feeling the chilliness from Princess Ru Ling's body, Meng Yu hurriedly explained and promised her.    

"Ling'er, thank you!"    

After walking past Princess Ru Ling, Meng Yun first turned his head to thank her, then signaled her not to take what had happened just now to heart.    

"Clan leader, I'm fine, you don't need to punish Meng Sheng!"    

After all, stripping Meng Sheng of his rights as his successor was even worse than directly killing him.    

If he allowed Meng Tian to punish Meng Sheng, it would most likely cause their fathers to fall out. This was something that Meng Yun did not want to see.    

"You unfilial son, hurry up and thank your Uncle Meng Yun!"    

With regards to Meng Yun's understanding, the masked man nodded his head in gratitude, and then, with a livid complexion, signaled to Meng Sheng in a loud voice.    

But to the disappointment of the masked man, Meng Sheng, whose hatred had completely blinded his mind, did not even try to conceal the killing intent he had towards Meng Yun, let alone apologize.    

"Patriarch, I have some matters to discuss with Princess Ru Ling. I'll be taking my leave for now!"    

How to dissolve the misunderstanding between father and son so that Meng Sheng could accept reality, would require him to conceal some thoughts in his heart and even some secrets regarding the Monte family.    

Therefore, the tactful Meng Yun hurriedly used Princess Ru Ling as an excuse and asked to leave.    

"Meng Yun, please entertain Princess Ru Ling properly for me!" He nodded his head and reminded her with a cover up.    

"Brother Yun, what can I do for you for?" After leaving the Great Assembly Hall and arriving at Meng Yun's courtyard in the Monte family, Princess Ru Ling asked with a face full of anticipation.    

"Stop messing around. With your shrewdness, don't you see that I'm using this as an excuse to leave the meeting hall!" After staring at Princess Ru Ling for a while, Meng Yun said in a depressed tone.    

"Brother Yun, what happened to make that bastard Meng Sheng dare to kill you?" Thinking about how Meng Yun had almost died under Meng Sheng's heavy punch, Princess Ru Ling asked with some lingering fear in her heart.    

"This is my Monte family's private matter, you should not be inquiring about it!" Meng Yun's face darkened, as he unhappily criticized.    

"If you don't ask, then don't ask. Why are you being so fierce towards me!" Facing Meng Yun's criticism, the Jade Spirit County's people complained as their eyes turned red.    

"Ru Ling, how did you get into the meeting hall in time?"    

Seeing that she had started to have a little girl's temper, Meng Yun couldn't help but shiver. He hurriedly changed the topic to divert her attention.    

"Right!" After hearing Meng Yun's reminder, Princess Ru Ling immediately thought of the important matter of finding Meng Yun and hurriedly said.    

"Just now, I received a message from Little Sister Ling Fei, saying that His Majesty had decided to betroth her to Hundred Feet Sect's Deputy Sect Master, Yu Haoran."    

"What?" After hearing the news that Princess Ru Ling had revealed, Meng Yun's face suddenly changed as he asked that question.    

"Little Sister Ling Fei said that Your Majesty has already betrothed her to Hundred Feet Sect's Deputy Sect Master, Yu Haoran!"    

Staring at Meng Yun with extreme dissatisfaction, Princess Ru Ling repeated her words.    

His Majesty had actually betrothed the most beloved Princess of Ling Fei to Yu Haoran, which meant that Yu Haoran definitely had an advantage that he did not know of, to the point that it had attracted the emperor's attention.    

When he thought about the day before, when Qin Zhichang, the Assistant Minister of Rites, was secretly contacting the great officials of the six divisions, preparing to send a letter to them to judge Yu Haoran, he immediately made arrangements for Princess Ru Ling.    

"Ling'er, I need to go out immediately. You can return to the Duke's Mansion first."    

Meng Yun, who had directly used a movement skill, left the courtyard in a flash, not caring about whether Princess Ru Ling agreed or not.    

The sky above the West City Square!    

Looking at the purple-colored long rod descending from the sky, an expert at the peak of the ninth level of Martial King took out a low-grade Emperor Realm sword with a solemn expression.    

When he planned to attack the purple staff, he suddenly felt the increasing power in the purple colored rod, which quickly surpassed the Martial Saint Realm. In the end, when he reached near the Martial Saint Realm, his face turned pale white.    

Let alone the rod technique whose power was close to that of the Martial Saint Realm, even if it was the rod technique which was at the early stages of Martial Saint, an ordinary expert like him would have had a hard time resisting it.    

As a result, after feeling the power of the purple staff, the expert of Martial King immediately brandished the sword in her hand, planning to use the sword to temporarily block the purple staff, and then make use of this opportunity to escape from the scene.    

Unfortunately, just as he brandished the sword in his hand, intending to turn around and escape, he discovered that he was already locked on by the power of the pole technique. Even if he wanted to, it was impossible to escape.    

In the end, all he could do was watch helplessly as his body was smashed into minced meat by the purple staff, and his soul was wiped clean by the purple staff.