Just when Lei Yu's offensive was halfway through, Chi Xiaoxuan took action at the same time.
The strong palm wind collided with the opponent's offensive, making a loud noise.
Kick!
After one move, the two were equally evenly matched.
Boom!
At the same time, the man in gray robe was dodged by Lu Yue's sword from his thigh.
Immediately he saw him fall down, one of his right legs detached from his body and fell not far away, blood spurting out.
"Ah..." The man collapsed on the ground and screamed.
This was obviously Lu Yue's mercy, otherwise, even ten lives would not be enough for him to survive.
"Ming'er!" Seeing this scene, Lei Yu cried out in pain and rushed towards the man in gray robe.
"Assholes, I see you are really impatient!" the old man of the first-grade God Emperor on the other side shouted angrily.
"Everyone come together and destroy them!"
"Copy that!" More than a dozen people responded at the same time, and then they were about to attack.
"Stop!" Lei Yu shouted loudly after helping the man in gray robe stop the bleeding.
"Great Elder, they..." the old man of the First Grade God Emperor said.
"You dare to hurt me Ming'er, you really don't know how high the sky is!" Lei Yu ignored him and continued to look at Lu Yue.
"I promise you, you will regret it!"
After finishing speaking, he held the man in gray robe with one hand and picked up the broken leg with the other hand and walked towards the road.
"Great Elder..." The first-grade God Emperor old man spoke again.
"Go back first!" Lei Yu interrupted him.
He is self-aware and knows that these people he brought are no match for him.
If the conflict really continues, no one will be able to leave here.
"Wait for me!" The old man of the First Grade God Emperor looked at the crowd and shouted, then led a group of people to follow.
"This is a warning. If you dare to come again, just wait until the sect is destroyed!" Qinglong shouted back.
Ten minutes later, Ling Hao led everyone back to the manor.
"Cang Lang, do you know what's going on in Jinghong Pavilion?" Ling Hao asked.
"I probably know something!" Canglang nodded.
"The sect's strength ranks around fourth or fifth in Ji City, and it is considered the overlord in the north of the city."
"It is much stronger than the Xingyue Sect in the Fengchi Kingdom. The master of the pavilion is at the level of the fourth-grade God Emperor, and the other deputy pavilion master is at the level of the third-grade God-Queen."
"How's the reputation?" Lu Yue asked.
"Not very good, slightly better than the Kuanghu Gang!" Canglang responded.
"That's just right!" Qinglong said.
"If they come again, they will be destroyed directly. Then we will sweep all the sects in the north of the city."
"Accept those who are willing to surrender, and remove those who are unwilling to surrender. Let's capture the north of the city first!"
"Boss Qinglong, are you planning to take over the mountain and become the king?" Xuan Pang said.
"But this is good. After a while, if we take down that Huangji Fort, we will be able to unify Jicheng!"
Phew!
Seeing his expression, Ye Ji and others pursed their lips and smiled at the same time.
"Okay, let's go get busy!" Ling Hao waved his hand: "Jinghong Pavilion probably won't give up, so please pay attention."
"Copy that!" everyone responded at the same time.
Afterwards, everyone started working on their own.
The people from Jinghong Pavilion came very quickly and appeared in the open space outside the manor in less than two hours.
The number of people was not very large, about a hundred or so. It could be seen from the aura of these people that they were all selected backbones.
Lei Jiao, the Pavilion Master of Jinghong Pavilion, personally led the team and had the cultivation level of a fourth-grade God Emperor.
One of the two people following him was Lei Yu who had been here in the morning.
