No matter what Wang Cheng’s attitude is.
At this moment, this generation of Great Flame Dragon King has been recognized by the entire imperial capital martial arts community.
The Lu family retreated to the rear, bowing their heads and not daring to say anything.
Grand Master Pang of Wangcheng couldn't help but hum, and in the end he didn't say anything more.
The center of the battle platform on the top of the mountain.
"I still have something to do, so let's go first." Ye Wentian glanced at everyone around him, not wanting to delay any more.
He had never cared about the identity of the Great Yan Dragon King.
After saying that, he turned around.
The plane above Xueyue Tower obviously dropped in altitude.
"call!"
"boom……"
Ye Wentian turned sideways and jumped up. The convex rocks under his feet were trampled into powder, and he suddenly jumped into the air.
A buzzing sound came from above.
Until the private plane gradually turned into a black dot in the distance and disappeared from everyone's sight.
Everyone on the top of the mountain calmed down from the shock in their hearts.
"He just left like this?" Lin Zhongyuan was stunned for a moment.
It was rare for all the forces in the imperial capital to come together to worship the Dragon King. It would be wise to take advantage of the momentum to conquer these forces and families one by one.
Lin and Chu looked at each other, and their inner doubts turned into bitter smiles.
That young man, they never seemed to understand.
On the top of Ziyun Mountain, with Ye Wentian leaving, all the forces no longer stayed. As for the Lu family, no one took a second look.
Lu Dingtian is dead, and the Lu family will not be able to make any big waves if they return to the imperial capital.
"Second brother, I remember that the poisoning of Xu Zhengyang's son by the Nine Provinces Order was probably the result of your Prince Bai's method." King Chi smiled lightly and looked at his second brother beside him.
Judging from that guy's performance today, Uncle Zhenyan Wang is probably doomed if he pulls down a White King.
The installment of 10,000 kilograms of spiritual stones is not a loss at all.
"Hey, Sixth Brother."
"Isn't it too early to take sides now? If you make the wrong choice, you will lose your life." King Bai smiled and his expression returned to its original state.
The voice was calm, making people shiver when they heard it.
The Red King frowned and let out a cold snort.
Without saying anything else, he turned around and led a group of followers towards the stone steps down the mountain.
Ziyun Mountain Peak quickly returned to its previous calm.
at the same time.
Donghai Prefecture, Canghai City Peak Villa.
The smell of blood filled the surrounding mountains and forests, and corpses could be seen everywhere on the ground.
Judging from the looks of these corpses, their clothes and equipment belonged to most of King Canghai's subordinates.
"Tu Hui, don't you surrender?"
"Since you are a descendant of the Tu family, you can be buried in the Tu family's ancestral hall after your death." A low shout came from the front.
Dozens of powerful warriors from the Tu family, leading hundreds of armed forces, strode closer and blocked the passage down the mountain.
The leader was a middle-aged man.
He looks to be in his thirties, with long hair, a pointed face, and piercing eyes, with a sneer on his face.
This person is none other than Tu Yong, the third uncle of the Tu family.
Except for the majority of the armed forces, the Tu family members headed by them were all Tu Hui's elders.
"Third...third uncle, you have harmed the Tu family." Tu Hui's face turned pale, and he covered his right arm with one hand, blood oozing from between his fingers.
His entire right arm was broken off at some point.
"fart!"
"Humph, you're still a descendant of the Tu family." Tu Yong snorted and reprimanded angrily.
"My Tu family has been standing in the sea for countless years. Looking at Donghai State, who dares to be disrespectful?"
"In your hands, you have to surrender to the Great Flame Dragon King to survive. As the King of Canghai, how can you behave here if you stay here every day? How can you face your ancestors? Are you worthy of your father?"
"Tu Hui, you are the sinner of my Tu family!"
The elders of the Tu family spoke one after another, looking at Tu Hui with indifference.
a shrill roar
came again and again.
Tu Hui couldn't help but smile miserably.
It's beautifully said.
If King Zhenyan hadn't come to Canghai in person, would any of these people in front of him dare to make such a noise?
King Yan of the Imperial Capital!
The elder of the Emperor of Great Yan, the Pillar of Great Yan, and the supreme commander of the northern border defense.
Such a behemoth comes to the sea in person.
The entire Tu family, except for Tu Hui, most of the senior members of the Tu family, defected without hesitation.
By the time Tu Hui reacted, it was already too late.
"It's useless to say more. I, Tu Hui, am still alive, and no one can break into the mountain!" Tu Hui's eyes were firm, and he held himself up to block the front.
This time, he won't hesitate at all.
"Okay, okay!"
"Unfilial son, then you should die." Tu Yong's eyes darkened, murderous intent flashing in his eyes.
The words have not yet finished.
The armed team behind them raised their weapons at the same time.
Lock on, aim!
"Bang bang bang!"
"..."
Under Tu Yong's command, the trigger was pulled directly.
This round comes down.
Grandmaster Huajing didn’t dare to resist.
Tu Hui's eyes trembled and he wanted to dodge, but he couldn't lift the power in his body. He had lost too much blood and felt powerless all over his body.
As death approached, the sad smile on Tu Hui's face grew stronger. It was not that he was afraid of death, but that at this moment he saw the future fate of the Tu family.
He finally let his father down.
"Whoosh!"
"Whoops..."
suddenly.
A hand grasped Tu Hui's shoulder.
He quickly dodged and nimbly dodged a round of attacks.
"Finally, it's my turn, Miss. Please stay in the back."
"If you pass this test, Brother Ye will definitely accept me as his disciple." The girl's figure was agile and her clear voice was full of determination.
"Long...Ms. Long?"
"Why did you come out? Go into the formation immediately, Gao Mingyuan, what are you doing?" Tu Hui's face immediately became serious after seeing the people beside him.
Canghai Incident.
Less than half a day.
Almost all the forces that had a close relationship with Mr. Ye were assassinated.
Tu Hui, the king of Canghai, and Gao Mingyuan, the head of the Gao family, tried their best to reluctantly move Ye Wentian's relatives and friends to the mountaintop villa.
"Don't shout! I sneaked out. This is an opportunity. If I fail to become a disciple, I will never spare you."
The woman beside him is none other than Long Siyue, the eldest lady of the Long family.
After Ye Wentian went to the imperial capital before, she had stayed at the mountaintop villa, waiting for him to return, hoping to become his disciple as soon as possible. Chinese website
"You..." Tu Hui wanted to say something.
"Whoosh!"
Long Siyue had already stepped forward.
"Buzz!"
"..."
The sound of swords echoed.
That agile figure was like a flashing elf, and its movement was so dexterous that it easily dodged 69's attack.
"This movement!" Tu Hui looked at him and couldn't help but feel quiet inside.
When it comes to body skills alone, compared with Master Huajing, he is probably even three points behind.
Long Siyue's figure approached.
The long sword in his hand fell, and the team led by him all fell to the ground. They were not enemies in one go.
Tu Yong in front of him couldn't help but his face darkened.
"The Long family's body skills are indeed well-deserved." Tu Yong snorted coldly.
"Come with me."
"Capture her first and save her life temporarily..."
Tu Yong took a step forward, his whole body aura erupting. The Canghai Dragon Family should not be underestimated. According to his information, the Long Family and the Great Yan Dragon King had nothing to do with each other.
This young lady from the Long family probably ran away secretly.
"clear."
"..."
The Tu family warriors followed.
The words fell.
Led by Tu Yong, a group of martial masters jumped forward and rushed forward. The aura exuded by each of them was not inferior to Long Siyue.
"boom!"
"Boom."
Under the collision, a muffled sound echoed.
Long Siyue's face turned slightly red and her breathing gradually became rapid. Under the siege of a group of masters, she relied on her dexterous body skills to barely be able to hold on.
"Hmph, just save her life and destroy her martial arts foundation." Tu Yong snorted coldly. Seeing that the person in front of him was difficult to deal with, he no longer held back.
