Outside the vast Duobao Pavilion, people from the capital Shuntian Prefecture rushed to the public under the command of the Imperial City Department, surrounded the place firmly, waiting for the victory to be decided inside, and then send people in to clean up the mess.

After all, they were just a group of people working on jobs, and the battle between powerful men at the Wuhou level was really not something they could intervene.

The roaring sounds like thunder are endless, and the dazzling light continues to react from the most intense energy, which should be the center of the battle, like a scattered flower in the sky.

Several of them occasionally had fierce conflicts with the magic circles that were facing upside down on Duobao Pavilion, which made the magic circles that could last for a while, which were siege by several Wuhou-level powerful men, shaking for a moment!

"Back! All start to back!"

Seeing this situation, the people from the Imperial City and Shuntian Prefecture dared not be negligent. Just as they felt that they were about to expel others, they saw a figure suddenly smashing several walls, flying backwards, and falling directly in front of them.

"Who!"

The person who flew backwards was really miserable. The skin on his body was like broken porcelain, covered with cracks! The blood began to seep outward from these cracks, and the person reflected in everyone's eyes was like an evil ghost!

Just when they were at a loss and didn't know what to do with this situation, the person who flew backwards began to move first.

He climbed up from the ground with difficulty, took a look at the wounds he suffered on his body, and couldn't help but smile bitterly. It was also at this moment that a Feilai Peak, which was riding on the palace pavilion, suddenly flew from afar. It turned out that the Lord of Duobao Pavilion, who was going out to visit friends, came back when he heard the news that Brother Duobao was causing trouble!

He seemed to have noticed the person flying upside down below, so in a trance, a rich man in a golden robe appeared next to the man flying upside down.

After glanced at the wound like a crack in the other party's body, the owner of Duobao Pavilion asked directly: "Lu Jiu, what happened? Where did your injury come from?"

Although I had received some news before, it was obvious that the owner of Duobao Pavilion still wanted to confirm again.

When he heard the question from the Lord of Duobao Pavilion, the manager named Lu Jiu was about to answer. However, before he could say anything, the wounds on his body cracked open directly, and then they shattered to the ground like porcelain!

My subordinates died and died in front of me. How could the owner of Duobao Pavilion not be angry? The murderous aura emitted from his body directly made many people around him moan in pain! I felt an invisible pressure as if I was about to press myself into a ball!

Just as this momentum was slightly restrained, the Lord of Duobao Pavilion wanted to do something. But he saw that the vitality in the depths of Duobao Pavilion, which should be considered a place of war, suddenly began to calm down. At the same time, the violent roar like thunder, gradually disappeared invisible.

Faced with this situation, the Shuntian Prefecture yamen runners who had usually seen the world were even less afraid to move. They pulled out their weapons and stared at them in front of them, as if some evil ghosts could emerge from them at any time.

The master of Duobao Pavilion, who is skilled and brave, naturally would not have such concerns. He took a step directly and prepared to walk inside to see what was going on, and at the same time he would collect it himself.

It was at this moment that the man who had just flew backwards several times, and a young man holding a long knife walked out, making everyone, including the Lord of Duobao Pavilion, stare at him.

"Xie Feihong!"

When the young man holding the knife heard someone calling his name, he couldn't help but look in the sound and found that a plump man in a golden robe was born.

When she found out that she didn't seem to know the other person, Xie Feihong asked directly: "Who are you? Know me?"

"Of course, no one knows the sixth prince of Zhenjiang Hou," said the Lord of Duobao Ge with a blank expression. At the same time, as the seemingly ordinary words of the Lord of Duobao Pavilion came out, somehow the bystanders seemed to feel that the temperature had dropped a little!

"You know me, but I don't know you, it seems a bit unfair," Xie Feihong looked up and down at the plump man in the golden robe who was a little unsightly, and then chuckled, "I wonder if this gentleman can solve my doubts for me?"

"Of course, I am the owner of Duobao Pavilion in the capital. Mu Ying. By the way, Mu He, who once competed with Mr. Xie in the Yu Realm, is my third descendant," the owner of Duobao Pavilion continued to say without expression.

Mu He?

Xie Feihong instantly understood why he looked at his eyes full of badness! At the same time, he also understood that it would be difficult to get along with the other party! The hatred of killing his son, regardless of Dai Tian! If you put yourself in your shoes and think about it, you will not let that person go.

Feeling the other party's aura like an abyss, Xie Feihong understood that the behavior of the Lord of the Duobao Ge in the capital was far from the managers of the Duobao Pavilion he had just killed. So he swept his mind directly over the Qianqiu Mirror in his arms, and said to the spirit of the weapon who had just helped him in the battle: "Sir Qianqiu, I'm afraid I'm going to trouble you next."

"Bastard! I want to call me Qianqiu Da... Oh, I'm screaming. Knead! It's not impossible to help me, but at the level I can bear now, I can only protect your body for a stick of incense, so little kid..." Qianqiu Jing said seriously: "If you don't want to die, just fight to the death!

In addition, Lord Qianqiu personally suggests that you should use this incense stick of time to escape. After all, this guy has reached the peak of Wuhou and may enter the next level at any time. With your cultivation and strength, it is really barely possible."

"How can I know the result if I don't try it," Xie Feihong said lightly: "Isn't it the peak of Wuhou? I haven't killed it!"

He was determined to refute Xie Feihong's words. After all, it has been following Xie Feihong over the past few days. He knew very well what Xie Feihong had done. He had never seen any conflict with the people in the Wuhou Temple.

But after thinking that Xie Feihong had traveled through a world with very high power level on his back, Qian Qiujing's mouth couldn't help but close it.

Although Mu He is not favored by the Lord of Duobao Pavilion, otherwise he would not have been placed in other places. However, no matter how blood is thicker than water, after the Lord of Duobao Pavilion learned about the relevant matter from another person, he kept staring at Xie Feihong and arranged people to go to Sanhe County, preparing to let Xie Feihong pay his son's life.

The group of people who followed Xie Feihong in Xingyunze last time were the ones who were dispatched by Duobao Pavilion. Now when he saw his enemy, he stood in front of him. How could the Lord of Duobao Pavilion still bear it? Today he would use Xie Feihong's life to commemorate his son's soul!

Accompanied by a burst of hot energy, the skin on the Lord of Duobao Pavilion began to turn red gradually. While slowly approaching Xie Feihong, he said lightly: "Okay, you know what you should know, so now, please go and accompany my son under the verge of spring!"
Chapter completed!