The original peace of Xilan King City was disrupted by the sudden arrival of hundreds of people. Everyone was anxious and looked at those figures who looked like cold-blooded gods of war in fear.
They don't know where these powerful men come from, nor what they are here for, but now, none of them can resist. They are all standing there, as if waiting to be attacked by these cold-blooded gods of war.
The trial is average.
The blue sky was clear and the bright sun was shining down, but no one felt any warmth...
"Tsk!"
An extremely harsh sound that broke through the air suddenly stimulated everyone's nerves. Just like a conditioned reaction, everyone looked directly at the source of the sound.
The originally blue sky was suddenly torn open, and an endless black space appeared before everyone's eyes, causing them to fall into a daze and unable to speak to themselves for a long time.
"Whoosh!"
An old man in colorful clothes just walked out of this dark space. His face was ruddy, and his whole body was filled with a vast aura. He was glowing like an ancient holy god.
In the world, he casually glanced at the city at his feet. Wherever he looked, everyone lowered their heads and did not dare to look directly at him. Everyone was shocked beyond compare.
"Welcome the three elders!"
The one hundred cold-blooded gods of war suspended in mid-air immediately knelt down after seeing the old man. The sounds in their mouths were like thunderous thunder, spreading thousands of miles and lasting for a long time.
At this time, everyone in the Feng family compound opened their mouths wide after meeting the old man, and their eyes were full of panic.
This old man came out of nowhere. Isn't this something that only the legendary saint can do?!
A saint has arrived!
Everyone was almost suffocated. They could guess that these hundreds of martial kings were not the protagonist, but they could not guess that the protagonist would actually be a saint!
Those are legendary god-like existences. Their deeds usually appear in classics, but now, they appear alive in front of them!
No one knew why this old man came, only Feng Chen looked a little excited... He heard Feng Hao mention that there is a saint in the Feng family in the imperial city!
... The third elder just briefly glanced at the city below. In the city square, he saw the sculpture belonging to Feng Hao, and was slightly startled.
"Whoosh!"
Taking one step forward, he landed in front of the sculpture. Looking at the sculpture of a heroic young man in front of him, he raised the corners of his mouth slightly.
But the people around the square were frightened. Many people collapsed on the ground, all looking at him with horrified faces. No one in the huge square dared to make any sound, and you could hear a pin drop.
"Swish, swish, swish!..."
The men in the sky also jumped down one by one. Ten teams and ten rows stood neatly behind the old man, without raising even a trace of dust.
"hehe!"
The third elder stroked the long white beard on his chin, narrowed his eyes slightly, and chuckled, "You are so young, you actually have a sculpture."
Glancing around, he walked towards an old man holding a cane.
The old man also looked panic-stricken. When he saw this god-like old man approaching, he wanted to run away, but he couldn't move forward. He just stood there and watched the old man approaching in a daze.
"Excuse me, how can this boy's family get away?"
The third elder asked gently to the old man with a kind smile.
Although his words were gentle, they made the old man tremble, his pupils dilated, and the faces of other people in the square also changed. They all looked at the three elders with a hint of vigilance.
This young man is the patron saint of the kingdom. It is his existence that makes the entire kingdom so stable and the people can live and work in peace and contentment.
All of this is given by this young man!
At this time, they were wondering if San Lao was Feng Hao's enemy...
"I...I...don't know!"
The old man was holding a cane, his figure was trembling, his teeth were clenched, and he spoke intermittently.
He can't betray his patron saint. It doesn't matter if he dies. If his descendants are plunged into dire straits again because of his cowardice, he would rather die!
"have no idea?"
Hearing this answer, the third elder was stunned. Soon he discovered the look of absolute despair in the old man's cloudy eyes. Then, he glanced around and found that most people had expressions of absolute despair.
However, only a few young people looked frightened and extremely flustered.
"Just give up, I won't tell you!"
The sonorous voice of the old man finally made the three elders understand the reason, and they felt both funny and emotional at the same time.
Do you look that vicious?
"Looks like I still have to find it myself."
Glancing around, the third elder shook his head with a wry smile, "Haha, actually, I am Feng Hao's elder!"
After saying that, he took a step forward and appeared in the sky again, and the one hundred steel-like men followed closely, hanging behind him.
"Hoo!..." Almost all the people in the square collapsed, with expressions ranging from fear, luck, panic, uneasiness, and doubt.
"elder?"
The old man holding the cane raised his head and looked at the saint-like figure in great surprise, not understanding what happened.
"Chichi!"
On the sky, the third elder's eyes were filled with a silvery glow, sparkling and moving, and they were all clear. He scanned the whole city below, and not long after, he saw the location of Feng Mansion.
"Whoosh!"
Taking one step forward, he appeared at the door of Feng Mansion. He kept looking at the plaque on the door of Feng Mansion, and the corners of his mouth curved slightly, "This is it, right?"
"Swish, swish, swish!..."
Hundreds of guards fell like raindrops, standing upright at the entrance of Feng Mansion. When they saw the plaque with the word "wind", their expressions were somewhat stunned and confused.
"Are they really the enemies of Feng Mansion?"
People who saw this scene from a distance were shocked, and their faces were ashen.
The faces of everyone in Hua Yuntian inside were also pale. At this time, their eyes were all looking at No. 13 beside Feng Chen.
Now, only this ignorant No. 13 can compete with these people who are all above the realm of King Wu.
"Let's go, get out!"
Feng Chen breathed out a deep breath, said something lightly, and then walked towards the door under the stunned eyes of everyone.
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