Yun Shaoyang, who returned to Yun Mansion from the City Lord's Mansion, immediately summoned all the personnel in Yun Mansion, carried out pre-war mobilization, and explained everything that should be prepared for.

Master Zhongfang, who returned to Yun Mansion together, immediately arranged for elders to send messages to various places and mobilize experts to come for support.

At night, Yun Shaoyang stood in front of the window, looking at the distant forest of love, and let out a long sigh.

"What's wrong?"

When Song Ziyan heard her husband sigh, she felt melancholy in her heart and asked with concern:

"Do you miss Feng'er?"

"Yes, if Feng'er were by his side, Pingsha City would be saved."

Yun Shaoyang was worried and deeply moved. He never dreamed that the safety of a city would be related to a son who knew nothing at first and was equivalent to a waste.

"Are you saying that if Feng'er is here, then the powerful person who protects him is there, and Pingsha City will be protected by that powerful person?"

Song Ziyan also found it incredible that her son had now become a very important figure.

It's just that Feng'er is at the Gate of Ruins now, so how can he take on the important task of saving a city?

At this time, outside the gate of the ruins, inside the tent of Imperial Master Yuwen.

The Eighth Prince and Old Lady Tian were sitting in the guest seats with a group of experts.

Imperial Master Yuwen had a sullen face and sneered:

"The Eighth Prince doesn't come to the Three Treasures Palace for nothing. What do you want to do when you come to my place this time?"

The Eighth Prince smiled and said:

"Of course, I'd better come here and ask Master Yuwen whether he has delivered the greeting card at Hongbin Temple."

Imperial Master Yuwen laughed and said:

"What? Are you still afraid that I, the great master of the country, won't submit a post?"

The Eighth Prince said neither humble nor arrogantly:

"Master Yuwen, please be patient. It is the etiquette of the country to deliver greetings. What's more, if a big boss like the master does not deliver the greetings in time, it will inevitably cause disputes between the two countries. Isn't the master aware of this?

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"What's more, I have been waiting here for more than ten days and I still haven't heard from the Imperial Master about the submission. What do you mean by the dignity of the Eighth Prince of the Xuanlong Dynasty?"

Imperial Master Yuwen waved his hand and frowned:

"The Eighth Prince said something serious. I was just busy with my affairs and forgot to come over to inform you."

After saying that, he clapped his hands hard, and saw a subordinate coming in holding a document and presenting it to him.

"Please take a look at it, the Eighth Prince! I just received it this morning, can you rest assured now?"

Imperial Master Yuwen sneered sinisterly, his words full of ridicule.

The Eighth Prince took the document and looked at it carefully, and after confirming that it was correct, he laughed and said:

"It seems that I have mistakenly blamed Imperial Master Yuwen!"

"Come here, bring some good wine and meat, so that I and the Imperial Master can have a good drink."

Immediately, the entourage brought food and wine and filled the tent.

In an instant, the tent was filled with cups and cups.

At the same time, Wu Yanfeng, the great dragon hand, led twenty dragon warriors as well as Master Liu of the Snow Mountain Sect, Master Li of the Wanjian Sect, Master Li Weng of the Eight Immortals Sect, Master Lan of the Chonglong Sect, the famous great monk, the Four-dimensional Taoist Priest and other masters.

Surround the cave where Fan Sijun, the general manager of the Jinyi Tiger Guard, is located.

This cave was camouflaged using a very secretive formation, so it should not be discovered.

However, even Manager Fan himself did not expect that the location of the cave would be exposed due to the careless entry and exit of his men.

This is also a coincidence.

Ji Mindao, the first-level supervisor of the Jinyi Tiger Guard, went out to notify the assassination order brought by the masked man. Unexpectedly, he was spotted by the dragon warrior Ding Han on his way back.

So he followed him quietly and came to the cliff, where he found that Ji Mindao had disappeared in a blink of an eye.

It happened that this dragon warrior Ding Han was a disciple of Huawaifang and was quite proficient in formations. Therefore, after thinking about it, he understood that the Jinyi Tiger Guards had set up a powerful concealment formation here, and it must be the home base of the Jinyi Tiger Guards.

As the saying goes, if a wise man thinks a lot, he will make a mistake.

Fan Sijun had never expected that his subordinates would be targeted by dragon warriors with the same level of cultivation.

"Old Fan, come out and die!"

A lion's roar from Wu Yanfeng caused the valley to buzz. Even the nearby ancient trees were broken in half, and smaller rocks were turned into powder.

Fan Sijun, who was huddled in the cave and taking command, felt a sense of relief in his heart, realizing that the latent plan had been exposed, which would be a loss to the implementation of the subsequent plan.

But the crisis at hand has to be faced.

He understood that the cultivation level of the person who spoke just now was comparable to his, and he must also be at the eighth level of the Void-Breaking Realm.

There are only a handful of people who can reach this level in Xuanlong Continent, so usually those who dare to come to encircle and suppress people must be the people of Longting.

I am not afraid, but there are only twenty men currently huddled in the cave. Not only are they small in number, but their strength is not high enough. I am afraid it will not be that easy for everyone to escape intact.

The only way now is to call for help and seek help from Dark Star personnel.

Fan Sijun is not a reckless person and knows how to adapt to circumstances.

So he made a decisive decision and crushed the contact jade left to him by the Dark Star Organization.

Then he waved his hand and said:

"Let's go out and meet the experts from the Dragon Court of the Xuanlong Dynasty."

Fan Sijun untied his formation and rushed out first, standing in the air with his Mediterranean hairstyle blowing in the wind:

"Haha, let me know who it is. It turns out to be Wu Dalong's hand. I'm disrespectful!"

Wu Yanfeng sarcastically said:

"Why, Fan Lao'er has become a coward? He came to our Black Dragon Continent, but he doesn't dare to enter my imperial city to worship?"

Fan Sijun squinted his eyes, not angry, but smiled and said:

"Hehe, I just go out for sightseeing at will. I don't want to go through all the red tape. If I offend you, I hope Dalongshou will forgive you."

Fan Sijun retreated in order to advance, the purpose was to delay time and wait for the support of Dark Star.

Wu Yanfeng felt that Fan Sijun's good temper was a bit abnormal, so he concluded that he was stalling for time, waiting for something:

"Mr. Fan, do you regard our Xuanlong Dynasty as your home? Come and leave whenever you want?"

"Can I understand that your Ciyang Dynasty covets the territory of my Xuanlong Dynasty and sent you here to plot conspiracies?"

Fan Sijun grinned and said with a fake smile:

"Nothing, just traveling, haha! Yes, traveling."

Wu Yanfeng was furious and shouted:

"Hey! Mr. Fan, stop talking nonsense and let us see the real deal!"

Then he took out a black gold-plated stick and stretched it against the wind. He heard a "buzzing" sound, and immediately the golden light burst out, the runes flowed, and a hurricane was set off in the valley.

Except for Wu Yanfeng and Fan Sijun, everyone withdrew ten miles away and did not dare to approach.

A war of this level is not something they can participate in.

When Fan Sijun saw this, he drew out a broad-edged sword with a "swish" sound, and a dazzling white light shot into the sky, causing a turbulence and a strange phenomenon.

The two rushed up to the sky, their sticks and swords met, and with a "clang" sound, the space seemed to be broken, and a powerful shock wave poured down, immediately destroying countless mountains.

The first confrontation seemed to be a draw.

"Try my fire-burning stick technique, and the stick will sweep the world!"

Wu Yanfeng held up a gold-plated stick with both hands. It was three feet long and emitted a black light. He jumped high and struck Fan Sijun's head towards the Mediterranean Sea.

Fan Sijun was not easy to deal with either. He raised his broad-edged sword horizontally and shouted:

"Crush mountains and seas!"

"boom!"

The strong wind scattered in all directions, and the clouds and fog rolled in. Fan Sijun flew backwards for several miles, but Wu Yanfeng did not move at all.

They are both at the eighth level of the Breaking Void Realm, Wu Yanfeng is the pinnacle, and Fan Sijun is the great achiever, making judgments between superiors and superiors.

Seeing that Fan Sijun was defeated, the dragon warriors and the major leaders who were accompanying him immediately launched a fierce attack on the Jinyi Tiger Guards.

Leader Liu Yaping was fighting against Kang Changhe, the deputy general manager of the sixth level of the Void-breaking Realm. The two were evenly matched. After several rounds, they could not tell the winner.

Li Weng drank a sip of spiritual wine, drew his sword, danced, and chanted loudly:

"Singing while drunk, what's life like!"

One drunkenly stabbed Dai Quan, the deputy general manager of the sixth level of the Shattering Void Realm, and the two of them went back and forth. After a few moves, they were evenly matched.

However, the famous monk took the starting hand, and one hundred and eight dominoes flew out with a "swish", forming a strange formation in the air, trapping a governor of the fourth level of the Void-breaking Realm in it.
To be continued...