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Part Seven: Gale Chapter Thirteen

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    After the ruling government and the military branch were separated, the Mars headquarters became Feng Yuan's exclusive territory.

    A cliff with a height of 10,000 meters was carefully modified by Feng Yuan two years ago. A piece of flat land with a radius of nearly a hundred square kilometers was cut out from the middle of the cliff, and a city was built on it.  .  In this city, you can see almost every style of temple architecture on Earth from ancient times to the present, among which dozens of the most famous temples in history have been restored one-to-one.

    The core of the city complex composed of all the temples is a strange-style temple that Feng Yuan built for himself. It looks awkward everywhere. It looks like a madman raving or an idiot scribbling on white paper with a paintbrush.  architecture.  This is similar to a pyramid, but it is tilted from side to side, slanted from south to north, and has a large hole on its waist. In the hole stands a full-length giant statue of Feng Yuan. There is a huge stone statue on the top of the tower, which happens to be the head of Mr. Feng Da.  The building of the statue looks sinister and evil at first glance.

    "**!" Longzun Weide stood at the gate of the city, looking at the tower in the distance that was nearly a thousand meters high, but looked indescribably weird, and exclaimed: "Which of you can give me this?  I asked, has your chief executive’s brain been damaged by cultivation?”

    A group of core disciples from the Feng Yuan Sect looked at Longzun Weide with unhappy expressions, but no one answered his words.

    ?? These Fengmen disciples who hold high positions within the ruling government simply look down on the mighty virtue of Dragon Master.  They were all born after the ruling government was established. They had no idea what Longmen meant to Tianmen before the ruling government was established. At that time, Longmen was the nemesis compared to Tianmen!  But after they were born, they were taught that Longmen was a gangster, a group of thieves, and a group of ants that could trample under their feet and ravage at will.  Therefore, they didn't take Long Zun's mighty virtue to heart at all.

    Those Fengmen old men who knew the terrifying power of Dragon Master were all recruited by Mr. Feng Da!

    If it weren’t for the document jointly signed by Mr. Feng Da and the Fengmen Elders, Longzun Weide might have had to fight all the way in before he could get close to the city where Feng Yuan had been in seclusion for two years.

    "Hey, are you mute? Are you giving your elders such looks along the way?" Wiping the unnecessary sweat on his forehead with his sleeve, Longzun Weide put on a nitpicking posture and pointed at an appearance.  The majestic middle-aged man sneered: "What do you call wind? Wind, wind, what is wind?"

    Shaking his head in distress, Longzun Weide waved his hand and said lazily: "Forget it, adults don't remember the faults of villains, well, it doesn't matter what your name is. Anyway, your fourth uncle and I are brothers who want to be the master.  , you have to call me a nice one! Has Feng Yuan trained you for so many years and you have forgotten this bit of etiquette?"

    The middle-aged man looked at the mighty Dragon Lord gloomily. After a long time, he finally spoke up and said coldly: "We only respect the strong. Your Excellency seems to be unknown. Even if he is somewhat famous, it is all because of his ego."  A big name on the government's blacklist. Etiquette and respect? Do you deserve it?"

    ‘Are you worthy?  ’!

    Hearing these words, Long Zun could not help but be stunned!  Even his enemies, no one has ever dared to give him such a look.

    Blinking his eyes, Longzun Weide smiled bitterly and said: "Interesting, very interesting. You well, yes, except that you have been a little miserable in the past few years, in the past you were in the ruling government, who was not majestic and arrogant?  A character? Well, what the second brother said is all nonsense, but my method is still effective! These days, respect is achieved with fists!"

    ‘Hoo ha!  ’ Long Zun Weide, who had already made up his mind to come to cause trouble, roared, and a terrifying black flame erupted from his body, removing all his clothes except a small piece of purple magic crystal, diamond, iron and gold wire.  The crotch of the trousers was burned cleanly.  He thrust forward with a clean straight fist. The nose of the majestic-looking middle-aged man was tilted to one side. A large amount of blood spurted out from his nose, and the man flew more than a hundred meters away.  It stuck softly to a stone pillar.

    The dark energy contained in the mighty power of Dragon Master suddenly burst out, and the stone pillar suddenly scattered into dust all over the ground. A statue of a little angel on the stone pillar fell down hard and swaying.  It hit the middle-aged man in the head.

    In the blink of an eye, Long Zunweide blasted out seventy-eight punches and one hundred ninety-five kicks.

    Thirty-five senior officials and more than seventy core disciples in the ruling government around him flew out at the same time. Everyone had blood spurting from their mouths, and no one knew how many ribs were broken in their chests.

    With a cold snort, Longzun Weide ignored the soldiers and chariots swarming around, and Shi Shiran strode into the huge stone door in the style of an ancient Egyptian temple in front, officially entering the city.

    All the guards who arrivedEveryone stood outside the stone gate in fear, no one dared to take a step beyond the threshold.

    This city is where Feng Yuan has been in seclusion for the past two years. It is a forbidden place that no one is allowed to enter.  Anyone who dares to approach this city will be killed by spiritual powers that don't know where they come from.  This is an absolute realm of death. There may be only one living person in the city, and that is Feng Yuan.

    Longzun Weide strode forward along the main road of the city. He had a hunch that Feng Yuan was near the weird spire in front of him.

    After marching forward for several kilometers, Longzun Weide saw Feng Yuan, but it was a Feng Yuan that seemed strange to him.

    The once majestic Feng Yuan was now as dark and skinny as a monkey in the Himalayas. His whole body was dirty. It was unknown how many years he had not been cleaned.  His hair was shaved, and several ring scars were clearly visible on the top of his head.  He was wearing a dirty and tattered Taoist robe, with a Bagua picture embroidered with black thread on his chest. However, because the Taoist robe was too dirty, he could not see the specific appearance of the Bagua.  But there was a cross hanging around his neck, and a string of sandalwood beads hung beside the cross.

    Coupled with the scattered magical artifacts lying on the ground beside him, it can be said that Feng Yuan's outfit is the culmination of all the religious beliefs that have gathered on the earth for tens of thousands of years.

    Feng Yuan just sat on the avenue, holding a shriveled apple in his hand, quietly looking at Longzun Weide who was striding towards him with murderous intent.

    On his skinny, dark face, he had a pair of huge, extremely bright eyes, with an inexplicable brilliance faintly revealed.  This kind of light makes Long Zun feel a little powerful.  .  .  Fear.

    Feng Yuan raised his head and smiled lightly: "Duel book? I accept it!"

    Longzun Weide looked at Feng Yuan quietly. After a while, he shook his head and said, "How do you know?"

    There was actually a bit of Zen in Feng Yuan's smile.

    "Fourth, how could he be willing to let me die in the hands of those strangers?"

    "No matter what the conditions are, I accept them!"

    When Feng Yuan closed his eyes, it was like the withering of a lotus, covering up the light of the orb. Within three feet of his body, there was no longer a trace of color!  Human Journey Chapter Seven Gale Chapter Thirteen

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