The aura of the middle-aged man in green robe was so terrifying that Zhao Zhenhai did not dare to underestimate him and quickly sent someone back to report it.

Not long after, Feng Qingyao's figure appeared, followed by Jian Er and other guards.

Luo Wushuang deliberately placed Jian Er next to Feng Qingyao.

"Are you Feng Qingyao?"

Seeing Feng Qingyao coming over, the middle-aged man in green robe looked at him casually and asked.

"Who are you?" Feng Qingyao's face was cold.

"Our God-Emperor invites you to be a guest. I hope you will not be disrespectful!" The middle-aged man in green robe casually threw out an invitation card with an extremely arrogant attitude.

This is naked contempt!

The people of the Wushuang Dynasty below were all displeased.

This is the territory of the Wushuang Divine Dynasty. I didn’t expect that a person from other divine dynasties would dare to be so arrogant and arrogant. They simply don’t take the Wushuang Divine Dynasty seriously.

Although everyone in the crowd below was filled with indignation, they did not dare to accuse anyone. Everyone felt the terrifying aura of the middle-aged man in green robe.

Such a strong person is not something they can provoke.

High in the sky, Feng Qingyao and others were also feeling angry.

Feng Qingyao's beautiful eyes flashed with a cold look, glaring at the middle-aged man in green robe.

After throwing down the invitation, the middle-aged man in green robe wanted to leave.

But at this moment, Jian Er's figure suddenly appeared, standing in front of the green-robed middle-aged man, like an insurmountable mountain!

"What are you doing?!" The middle-aged man in green robe raised his head and glared at Jian Er and asked, his tone still arrogant and arrogant.

"Kneel down, pick up the invitation, and send it to Her Majesty the Queen with both hands!"

Jian Er's voice was extremely cold and full of meaning that could not be rejected.

The middle-aged man in green robe was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter, "Did I hear you right? You want me to kneel down and pick up the invitation? She deserves it too?"

The mocking voice of the middle-aged man in green robe filled the space.

However, the next moment, suddenly, a terrifying coercion enveloped him, surging like a rolling tide, drowning him in an instant.

Under this pressure, the smile on the green-robed middle-aged man's face suddenly froze, and his figure was forced to fall to the ground. He lay on the ground unable to move, his face became increasingly pale, and he had difficulty breathing.

The green-robed middle-aged man was horrified. He didn't expect that Jian Er's cultivation level was so terrifying and he could have such pressure.

"I'm warning you... let go, let me go, otherwise... otherwise the Wushuang Divine Dynasty will be destroyed..." the green-robed middle-aged man gritted his teeth and threatened.

boom!--

An even more terrifying coercion radiated from Jian Er's body, as if several mountains were pressing down on the green-robed middle-aged man, causing his aura to weaken rapidly and making his breathing more and more difficult.

Everyone present hid far away, looking at the fate of the middle-aged man in green robe with a proud look on his face.

"This is the Wushuang Dynasty, not a place for you to run wild!" Jian Er scolded in a deep voice, his voice like thunder, resounding through the space and echoing in the mind of the green-robed middle-aged man.

"You...you're done..." The middle-aged man in green robe is still arrogant. Even though he has reached this point, he is still extremely arrogant.

Snap!——

Jian Er flew down, raised his hand and slapped the middle-aged man in green robe on the face.

Immediately, a clear voice came, and the middle-aged man in green robe flew several feet away, his face instantly swollen.

This is just the beginning.

Next, Jian Er flew over again and slapped the middle-aged man in green robe on the face, instantly turning him into a pig's head.

A naked insult.

"Stop...stop, stop..." the middle-aged man in green robe begged vaguely for mercy. After Jian Er's 'beating', he was no longer as arrogant as before.

Jian Er stopped and stared at the green-robed middle-aged man indifferently.

I saw the man in the green robe kneeling obediently and crawling to the place where the invitation fell, picking it up. Then he came to Feng Qingyao with great respect and offered it to Feng Qingyao with both hands.

Everyone present felt happy and proud when they saw the middle-aged man in green robe being subdued by Jian Er.

Zhao Zhenhai quickly accepted the invitation.

There are several lines of large characters written on the gilded invitation, and the final signature is stamped with the imprint of the Canglan Divine Dynasty.

The general content of the invitation is to invite Feng Qingyao to attend a banquet at Canglan Divine Dynasty in three days.

"Your Majesty the Queen, can I leave?" The middle-aged man in green robe looked at Feng Qingyao cautiously and tried to ask.

Feng Qingyao waved her hand.

"Thank you, Her Majesty the Queen!"

The middle-aged man in green robe looked at Jian Er fearfully as if he had been granted amnesty, then turned around and left in a hurry, looking extremely embarrassed, like a bereaved dog!

It wasn't until he flew out of the Wushuang Divine Dynasty that the green-robed middle-aged man let go of his heart. He took a few long breaths, his face became resentful, and he turned back to stare at the Wushuang Divine Dynasty.

"The Wushuang Divine Dynasty! Wait for its destruction!"


Chapter completed!