Accompanied by the cold shouts, there was a strong middle-aged man in a suit and leather shoes.
Even though he was dressed very gentlemanly, everyone could still tell that this man had an iron-blooded aura in his steps.
This kind of temperament is definitely not the kind that can be experienced in the urban world. It must have been on the battlefield and experienced blood and water to be baptized.
To a large extent, Xiao Chuanqiu, Sima Zhantian, Xia Lengchan, etc. were such people, so they quickly guessed the identity of the other party.
This person should be from the Eastern Territory, and his status is definitely not low.
Behind the middle-aged man, there were two skilled men who followed him. The three of them strode forward with proud eyes that seemed to suggest they were superior to others.
"On the ground of the Eastern Territory, you dare to act recklessly, and even speak rudely to the King of the Eastern Territory. Do you really think that I, the Eastern Territory, have no one?"
The middle-aged man snorted coldly, walked directly to Ye Feng, and then looked down at Ye Feng with a condescending attitude.
Murong Tongming, who was on the side, saw the person coming clearly and shouted quickly: "Master Zuo Pavilion, you are finally here, please save my Murong family!"
Having said this, the so-called King of Jiangdong knelt down again, but this time it was not Ye Feng who knelt down, but the Zuo Pavilion Master who had done this.
Pavilion Master Zuo hummed: "I am the Pavilion Master of Jiangdong. If someone dares to cause trouble in Jiangdong, I will not sit idly by and ignore it. Don't worry, Mr. Murong. I have decided on this move today. I want to see what it is."
How dare people be so presumptuous!"
"Master Jiangdong Pavilion?"
Ye Feng slowly raised his head to look at the burly man, and suddenly smiled: "It turns out to be Jiangdong Pavilion, one of the seven pavilions in the East. I thought who was here."
Just like the Twelve Banners in the North and the Nine Territories in the South, the East also has seven pavilions with almost the same status, and the middle-aged man in front of him is Zuo Bihui, the master of Jiangdong Pavilion, one of the seven pavilions in the East!
Zuo Bihui was startled and said in a cold voice: "I didn't expect that you kid actually knows about the Seven Pavilions of the East. It seems that you have some background!"
When Ye Feng heard this, he just wanted to speak.
But before he could speak, the arrogant Zuo Bihui snorted again: "Since you know the Seven Pavilions of the East, you must know how powerful the Lord of the Seven Pavilions is, and what the King of the East means.
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Ye Feng couldn't help laughing, and even Xiao Chuanqiu, Sima Zhantian, Xia Lengchan and others couldn't help laughing. At this time, they looked at the Jiangdong Pavilion Master as if they were looking at a clown again.
Ordinary people would probably not know the Master of the Jiangdong Pavilion, but to those wealthy families, he might be a giant, but in the eyes of the King of the North, he was just a palm-sized thing.
Any flag leader of the Twelve Banners in the North is more domineering and tyrannical than Jiangdong Pavilion, let alone the King of the North who is the commander of the Twelve Banners!
Ye Feng shook his head and said with a smile: "Tell me, what does Jiangdong Pavilion mean, and what does the King of the East mean?"
"What does it mean?"
Zuo Bihui snorted and said with an arrogant expression: "As the master of the Jiangdong Pavilion, I am a very responsible person in Jiangdong. Whoever I want will live, whoever I want will die. That is the King of Heaven, I am here. He
I can’t survive either!”
This tone really breaks the sky!
Sima Zhantian, who had an explosive temper, couldn't stand this, and immediately roared: "You are really a bastard, but he is just a palm-sized Jiangdong Pavilion. Let's see what you can do. I will chop you with one knife right now, and then go to the Eastern Base Camp."
, ask the King of the Eastern Realm if he dares to let me die!"
"How dare you act so arrogantly in front of the Zuo Pavilion Master, you are seeking death!" the two followers of Jiangdong Pavilion shouted angrily.
Zuo Bihui said angrily: "You are very talented. This pavilion master can tell you that you will definitely die today. And you, a boy in a wheelchair, tell me your origins. If you are a junior of someone I know, I will
You may be able to mediate, otherwise you will not be able to escape death today!"
Ye Feng smiled and said calmly: "If the King of the East comes, he may be somewhat thin-faced and can mediate, but you are not qualified yet!"
"Presumptuous!" Zuo Bihui was angry, his fists suddenly clenched and he wanted to take action.
But he suddenly saw five great masters surrounding the young man in a wheelchair, and the aura of each of them was not weak, and their momentum instantly withered.
He didn't dare to take action, after all, he could see that the five masters behind the opponent were definitely not something he could compete with.
However, Zuo Bihui was gnashing his teeth with hatred. He simply couldn't imagine that there were still people in Jiangdong who dared not give him face as the master of Jiangdong Pavilion. Even if they didn't give him face, they would never dare not give face to the king of the eastern realm.
But now...
Zuo Bihui only felt that he seemed to be riding a tiger.
Ye Feng looked at him quietly and couldn't help but jokingly said: "Why, if you don't want us to die, why don't you take action?"
Sima Zhantian sneered: "If he dares to take action, I will cut him in two with one knife!"
Xiao Chuanqiu shouted in a deep voice: "A small Jiangdong Pavilion Master actually dares to act presumptuously in front of the Lord. Not to mention the Seventh Pavilion of the East Kingdom, even if the East Kingdom King comes, he must be polite in front of the Lord."
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At this time, the Jiangdong Pavilion Master finally heard something. He looked at Murong Tongming beside him and made a decision instantly.
"Old Patriarch Murong, your injury seems to be very serious. It's important that I take you to heal your injuries first. As for these madmen, if you have the guts, just wait for me until I can heal Patriarch Murong's injuries.
I’ll come to settle accounts with you again!”
Although Zuo Bihui shouted fiercely, no one could tell that he was obviously timid.
After all, Murong Tongming was also an old man, so he could naturally see the current situation, and he cried out miserably: "I'm about to die. My internal organs have been severely damaged. I must receive treatment immediately, otherwise I'm afraid I won't survive."
"This Pavilion Master will take you to heal your wounds right now!" Zuo Bihui said as he walked over to help Murong Tongming up, and then left with an excuse.
He thought to himself that he was too hasty today and did not expect that the other party would come with such force and bring so many masters with him. He would temporarily avoid it and return to Jiangdong Pavilion to gather his subordinates before destroying this group of unblinking madmen.
When Sima Zhantian saw this, he couldn't help but said: "My lord, I request you to take action and kill this bird man!"
Xia Lengchan also followed: "My lord, my subordinates request to go out to fight and destroy this unblinking thing!"
Zhuge Yu and Li Jingang also raised their hands and said: "A small master of Jiangdong Pavilion dares to make a mistake. Your Majesty, I will ask you to go to war and kill this bitch!"
Seeing this, Zuo Bihui felt his eyelids twitching and his spine running cold, but he still gritted his teeth and said, "It's really a joke. This is Jiangdong, and I am the master of Jiangdong Pavilion. If you don't believe me, do you really dare to do it?"
"I'm not afraid to tell you that if you dare to make a move in front of me, with just one word from me, the King of the East will be furious. No matter what your background is, you will all die!"
When Ye Feng heard this, he shook his head slightly and said, "Master Jiangdong Pavilion, right? Don't worry, I won't take action. I will only lend you one thing."
Zuo Bihui breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this. At the same time, he couldn't help but think in his heart, I'm afraid you guys don't dare to take action. After all, the name of the master of Jiangdong Pavilion is not something to be sealed.
Thinking of this, Zuo Bihui snorted coldly: "What do you want to borrow?"
"I'll lend you your head and give it to the King of the East as a greeting gift!"
"Zuo Bihui, as the master of the Jiangdong Pavilion, colluded with the puppet king Murong Jiangdong and others to commit a capital crime. Kill him!"
"Murong Tongming, who claims to be the King of Jiangdong, is punishable by death!"
Ye Feng opened his mouth and his words were sonorous, which was tantamount to directly pronouncing the other party's death sentence!
Sima Zhantian had been waiting for this sentence for a long time. After hearing the order, he rushed out. When he raised the knife in his hand, the two heads rolled to the ground.
