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Feiye City, the core of the inner city, the city guard's mansion.
Swish!
A white shadow suddenly crossed a large defensive area, and stepped into the defensive area of ??the city guard mansion, as if entering an uninhabited land.
"Who!? How dare you trespass into the city guard's mansion!"
One after another, the figures of the masters of the worship hall soared into the sky, using their strength to step on the roof, and rushed towards the person who came.
The masters of the worship hall have recruited more than 60% of the surrounding folk masters. It can be described as a gathering of heroes, gathering the elite fighters from the entire Feiye City area.
Among them, the weakest enshrinement is also a strong martial artist.
At this moment, one after another martial master rushed forward, attacking from all directions at the same time.
Fists, feet and weapons came one after another, attacking the white-robed figure from all angles. In an instant, there were at least more than eight martial arts strengths, and they hit the white figure at the same time.
Even a bone forging martial artist cannot escape the siege in such a predicament. After all, although the bones of the bone forging martial artist themselves are strong, they cannot protect and cover the whole body.
Most of his body-protecting strength is still at the level of a strong martial artist.
Only when the bone strength moves to a certain part, that part will be stronger than ordinary martial artists.
But this kind of predicament, in front of the white-robed figure, does not seem to exist.
She rolled over, accelerated head-on, and handed over to the first martial artist in front of her in an instant.
Boom.
Instead of retreating, the figure advanced, relying on the reaction force obtained from the palm of the martial artist, it jumped high, leaped, and rushed into the highest Hongyan Pagoda in the Chengshou Mansion with a puff.
The Hongyan Pagoda is a landmark tower that Hong Daoyuan rebuilt after the fire after he took control of Feiye City.
The whole tower has a total of nine floors, faintly representing the deepest ambition in his heart. The name Hongyan Pagoda also implies its meaning.
At this time, on the eighth floor of Hongya Pagoda, Hong Daoyuan was dressed in a black brocade robe, with his hands behind his back, quietly watching the white-robed figure rushing towards him.
There was no one around him, only a heavy iron gun in his hand.
The strong muscular outline of his body made the black brocade robe bulging.
"The hundred crowns of the majestic white jade crown will only sneak attack in the middle of the night and not go through the main entrance?" Hong Dao Yuen Long said.
Whoosh!
The female Taoist priest with a white jade crown, wearing a fluttering white robe, lightly jumped in from a window on one side and landed a few meters away from Hong Daoyuan.
She was a little puzzled. The resistance was quite strong at the beginning, but she completely relaxed in the second half. Obviously, the person in front of her ordered to let go of the siege.
There are still a few masters in the enshrinement hall, if they all attack together, she will inevitably have to spend some time.
But now that you're here, you don't have to think too much about it.
"You are Hong Daoyuan, the lord of Feiye City?" The female Taoist looked at him coldly.
The man in front of him has a young face, over two meters tall, muscular body, exuding an awe-inspiring look.
Obviously, I can't feel how much strength it has, but it makes people involuntarily dare not move lightly.
"I am Hong Daoyuan. Your Excellency is visiting late at night. If you enter the door dignifiedly, I will open the door to welcome you. But don't you feel a little impolite in this way of entering the door?" Hong Daoyuan looked relaxed and calm, as if everything was under control.
"Since you know that I am the Baiguan of Baiyuguan, Mr. Hong must know the purpose of my trip, right?" the Taoist woman Baiguan said in a deep voice.
According to legend, Hong Daoyuan is a genius of heaven, and there is a mysterious master behind him to support the overall situation. If it is not necessary, she does not want to completely tear herself apart with him.
"Is it for the Chongxing Cup?" Hong Daoyuan naturally heard about it.
"You and I cooperate, and after getting it, I will share 30% of it with you!" Baiguan said decisively.
"not enough."
"Don't be too greedy. Even if you get the cup, solve the mystery, and find the treasure house, you still have to unlock a lot of traps."
"I only want 20%." Hong Daoyuan said with a smile, "The other 10% is for you to help me get enough firearms from Fucheng."
"Firearmsdeal!" Baiguan was still able to make a decision on this matter, and it was settled immediately.
"Very good, then, next, I will send someone to investigate all the people who have been in contact with the old man in the village. One by one, one by one, and the detailed screening of each place." Hong Daoyuan smiled.
Standing behind him is not only the Hong family, but also the Shaoyangmen, the Qingdu faction, and the Shanchuan gang.
If it weren't for the gathering of forces from all directions, how could there be so many masters in the enshrinement hall.
It can also finally drive out the people who teach Xiangyu.
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the?Two different camps. "The three-poison monk returned honestly.
"Let them fight later, let's talk in the past." Wei He said casually.
"yes."
Monk Three Poisons responded, and looked up to the front.
In front of a gravel clearing beside a stream, more than 20 people were fighting fiercely.
Most of them are just garbage that even a martial artist can't reach.
From the perspective of the Sandu monks who have grown up in the wild and in Taizhou, this group of people are all rubbish.
Even if there are two martial artists on each side, they are still small martial artists who look weak at first glance. At the level of weak strength, their tricks and moves are easy to understand, with a lot of flaws and no threat.
"By the way, from now on, I will arrest all martial arts masters. I will handle them myself."
Wei He added another sentence.
Returning to Feiye this time, he estimated that he might have conflicts with the various forces that had grudges against Master Zheng back then.
Therefore, prepare more people to be prepared.
"Yes!" Monk Sandu suddenly became happy, and gloated at the two martial artists who were fighting not far away.
If he is unlucky himself, he will feel much better when he sees others follow suit.
The more unlucky people there are, the lighter and happier he is.
Because this means that it's not that he's useless, but that the sect master is too powerful.
If you don¡¯t believe me, look at other people, even Bai Dou, a bone-forging martial artist, has been arrested as a subordinate, what can he do as an ordinary martial artist?
So this is not his fault, not his incompetence, but force majeure.
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In the snow, Wei Chun squatted in a corner, washing the dishes with freshly melted snow.
Mother Li Cui was talking to her father Wei Tang in the house, but she didn't know what it was about.
Wei Chun doesn't care about the content now, she is a little uneasy.
When she went out to work during the day, she saw someone, someone from the government, inquiring about news in an antique shop next to the dilapidated house.
They seemed to be looking for someone.
Not only that, but on the way home, she also saw gangsters holding picture scroll portraits and asking passers-by if they had seen the above people. If you have seen it and know its whereabouts, you can receive a reward of a golden bean.
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