The power around Xu Zimo became more and more majestic.
With every step he takes, endless ripples will appear all around.
The power became more and more powerful, even suppressing the surrounding world.
He raised his head with a dull look and looked at the huge city in his sight.
Fenghe City is a big city.
Above the city wall, a four-headed crane stands on one foot with four heads.
Look in the four directions of east, west, north and south respectively.
The wind and cranes are singing together, and dawn breaks in the sky.
This was the calmest day in Fenghe City. It was pouring rain from outside and the streets were already sparsely populated.
Pedestrians hurried home, while some were drinking wine in the inn and admiring the rainy season.
Under the moss-covered eaves, heavy rain fell in a line.
Suddenly, the whole earth began to shake.
The eaves of the roof trembled slightly, and the straight line of rain became intermittent and chaotic.
"What's going on?" Everyone in the city looked into the distance in surprise.
An extremely strong sense of oppression descended from high in the sky, as if it was about to envelope the entire Fenghe City and suppress it.
Xu Zimo came to the city gate step by step, and the power around him was already as powerful as a dragon.
Like a long dragon, hovering around.
Every step he took left a deep footprint on the ground.
The footprints penetrated deep into the ground, and the oppressive feeling of space being suppressed made a "bang bang" sound.
"Who broke into our Fenghe City?" With the support of many soldiers guarding the city, an old man in green shirt stood at the top of the city and shouted.
He looked at Xu Zimo and was secretly frightened. The aura on him was so strong that even if I looked at him from a distance, I could feel the pressure.
"I wonder why this genius came to our Fenghe City?" The old man slowed down his tone and asked tentatively.
"Are you the city lord of Fenghe City?" Xu Zimo raised his head slightly and asked calmly.
"I'm not. If you have anything to do, just tell me and I can make up my mind," the old man replied.
Xu Zimo didn't bother to explain and directly threw his Holy Son's token to the other party.
The tens of thousands of kilometers of land around here are controlled by the Zhenwu Holy Sect, and these cities naturally obey the Zhenwu Holy Sect.
As the Holy Son, Xu Zimo is also the Holy Son of these cities.
The old man took the token suspiciously, looked at it for a few moments, and then his expression changed.
He quickly presented the token with both hands and shouted: "I have seen the Holy Son."
Hearing the old man's words, the surrounding soldiers guarding the city quickly knelt down and shouted the same.
"Let your city lord come out," Xu Zimo waved his hand and said.
"Holy Son, wait a moment, I'm going to call the city lord right now," the old man bowed slightly and replied quickly.
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Not long after, I saw a middle-aged man in a white shirt being brought over by the old man.
Xu Zimo walked into Fenghe City, and the two of them quickly knelt down on one knee.
"City Lord Feng Tianhe of Fenghe City has met the Holy Son," City Lord Feng Tianhe greeted quickly.
"I wonder why the Holy Son came to Fenghe City?"
"There is someone you should know," Xu Zimo said.
"Holy Son, please give me your instructions," Feng Tianhe quickly replied.
"The holy son of the Xueming Holy Sect, Xue Zeyuan," Xu Zimo replied word for word.
"He is in Fenghe City, help me find him."
"This," Feng Tianhe hesitated.
"What?" Xu Zimo frowned and looked at Feng Tianhe.
"To be honest, the Holy Son of the Blood Nether Saint Sect is visiting my residence," Feng Tianhe quickly replied.
"You are very kind," Xu Zimo said.
"Xue Zeyuan is hunting down the core disciples of my Zhenwu Holy Sect. You just don't want to help, and you still entertain others."
Hearing Xu Zimo's words, Feng Tianhe's expression changed drastically and he said quickly.
"O Holy Son, I know all these things.
It's just that when Xue Zeyuan comes to my city lord's mansion, I can't throw him out because of his hospitality."
"Then take me to meet him," Xu Zimo said.
Feng Tianhe nodded quickly.
He knew that Xu Zimo was not only the holy son of the Zhenwu Holy Sect, but his father was also the deputy sect leader.
Compared to the so-called Blood Underworld Sect, he didn't dare to offend Xu Zimo at all.
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He followed Feng Tianhe to the city lord's mansion and walked straight into the main hall.
There is singing and dancing here at the moment, and several dancers with outstanding figures are doing explicit dances.
A variety of delicacies are placed in front of the row of tables, and a young man in red robe is sitting at the top.
Watching these dances with great interest, a bloodthirsty light shines in his eyes.
Seeing Feng Tianhe coming back, the young man asked with a smile: "Lord Feng City, have you finished solving it?"
Feng Tianhe did not answer, but waved his hand slightly, looked at the dancers and said, "You guys go down first."
"What's wrong? Lord Wind City," the blood-robed young man was slightly startled, then chuckled.
"Let me introduce, this is the Holy Son of our Zhenwu Holy Sect, Xu Zimo," Feng Tianhe pointed at Xu Zimo and chuckled.
Feng Tianhe looked at Xu Zimo for a moment, then stood up and said: "I have admired the name for a long time. Brother Xu, this dragon often appears but never ends. It is very mysterious."
When the other party looked at him, Xu Zimo also looked at Feng Tianhe.
He had just asked the old man from before to take Yao Shengnan and Xiao Guizi down to rest.
This Xue Zeyuan was wearing a blood-colored robe and had an eye-catching scar on his neck.
He has a short crew cut, a resolute face, and eyes as sharp as a flying eagle.
He has thin lips, a hooked nose, and holds a mace behind his back.
This mace is completely white, as if it were made of white jade, crystal clear.
The wolf teeth above are all barbs, densely packed, reflecting the cold light.
"I only have one question," Xu Zimo said with a smile.
"Brother Xu, it's okay to say so," Xue Zeyuan narrowed his eyes slightly and said with a smile.
"How do you want to die?" Xu Zimo said lightly.
After hearing Xu Zimo's words, Xue Zeyuan's expression did not change.
Instead, the momentum around him was rising little by little.
"Brother Xu is really good at joking. Now that destiny is taking shape, why are you in such a hurry?"
Xu Zimo chuckled lightly and moved his big hand directly towards Xue Zeyuan to suppress it.
Feeling the pressure coming from the big hand, Xue Zeyuan's expression changed, and the mace from behind flew out directly, hitting the big hand with one blow.
However, his strength was ultimately outmatched, and he was swatted away by Xu Zimo.
Xue Zeyuan's figure flew out and directly hit the wall of the main hall.
Xu Zimo walked out of the main hall, and the heavy downpour outside was still falling "crackling".
Xue Zeyuan stood up from the mud in the heavy rain, holding a mace in his hand, and the power of the divine vein was surging around him.
He looked at Xu Zimo and said calmly: "Could Brother Xu want my two sects to start a war?
Even if you want to kill me, there must be a reason."
"You want me to pointlessly explain to you the matter of hunting down the core disciples of my Zhenwu Holy Sect?" Xu Zimo asked in return.
"Alas, it was exposed after all," Xue Zeyuan laughed.
Wiping the rain off his face with his hand, he smiled evilly and said, "I didn't expect to meet you so soon."
