The light was so fast that Chen Feiyu shouted at the first moment: "War Lord, be careful."
After saying that, Chen Feiyu pushed Zhou Yuan away and punched straight into the sky. His fist broke through the flying light, and an explosion occurred instantly.
Zhou Yuan was directly blown away and fell heavily to the ground.
"Zhou Yuan." Ding Mo shouted and ran towards Zhou Yuan.
"Are you okay?" Ding Mo asked worriedly after helping Zhou Yuan up.
Zhou Yuan shook his head, stood up with Ding Mo's help, and looked at Chen Feiyu.
At this time, Chen Feiyu's body was shrouded in light and he was staring intently into the air.
At this time, about two hundred people came over from the other direction of Guicheng. The leader was a middle-aged man with a big nose. They were dressed in military uniforms, holding weapons in their hands, and their faces were full of pride.
At this moment, a figure appeared in the sky, landing steadily in front of the team, and followed the middle-aged man.
"People from Washington." Zhou Yuan said.
After hearing Zhou Yuan's words, Chen Feiyu turned his head and asked: "War Master, these are the Sheng people? Will they be here?"
Zhou Yuan replied: "Leng Jue told me before that the people from the outside world have discovered this, so they have sent people over in advance. These people know that we will come too, so they have been waiting for a long time."
Chen Feiyu frowned and stepped forward, preparing to defeat the opponent.
Zhou Yuan blocked Chen Feiyu and said: "Don't move, there are two cultivators following them."
Only then did Chen Feiyu notice that in addition to the cultivator he attacked just now, another cultivator appeared, followed by a middle-aged man.
The opponent's weapon was blessed, and his face was full of pride.
Their team has already made a move to take aim.
"Bah bang bang!!"
There was a burst of clapping, and the leader of the team, the big-nosed Shengren, had a smile on his face and kept clapping his hands, looking arrogant and arrogant.
He stopped about ten meters away from Zhou Yuan and said with a smile: "Yuanlong War Lord, you are well and welcome. Let me introduce myself. My name is Bavit Weis. I have been waiting for you here for a long time. Excuse me.
Have you washed your neck?"
Bavitt was all smiles and looked extremely confident.
Zhou Yuan smiled when he heard this.
Isn't this a retard?
"My neck has been cleaned. Can your knife cut it off?" Zhou Yuan asked.
"Hahaha!"
Bavit looked up to the sky and laughed. After the laughter, he immediately shouted: "Did you see that these two people next to me are both practitioners. They can kill you with just one finger."
"In the past, at the top of the Dragon Peak, Badur couldn't kill you, but here, there is no new Lord of the Dragon Peak to save you."
From Bavitt's words, Zhou Yuan could tell that his confidence came from the two cultivators around him.
At this time, Bavitt said again: "Let me introduce you to James Mander and Walton. These two are great practitioners in our Shengren. Today, they are here to take your life."
"It's a pity, Mr. Yuanlong, no one can protect you here, and no one can save you."
"Hahaha!"
Bavitt raised his head and laughed again.
With the appearance of the first cultivator Badur, one after another among the prosperous people, cultivators violated the cultivator agreement and chose to return to the world.
Nowadays, the practitioners among Shengren have also brought unprecedented self-confidence to Shengren.
But after Bavit finished speaking, Zhou Yuan asked: "Are these two cultivators the ones you rely on today?"