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Chapter fifty-two, the first priority

Everyone felt threatened and immediately wanted to surround him. Feng Wuhen waved his hand to stop him.

Feng Wuhen didn't want to take down King Wan Peng. Under such circumstances, King Wan Peng would come whenever he wanted and leave whenever he wanted. Even if he brought ten times more people, he would not be able to stop King Wan Peng.

Although they are numerous and powerful, their surrounding environment has become the most terrifying weapon of King Wan Peng. In addition, the weapon in his hand that can help him fly four or five feet in an instant at any time, who can do anything to him?

Feng Wuhen ordered everyone to stop wherever they were, and he drove his horse to the tree.

On top of the tree canopy of Wanpeng King, he is condescending.

Feng Wuhen sat on the horse and looked up at the distance.

The eyes were facing each other, like swords and swords were intersecting, and an invisible murderous aura immediately spread all over the world.

King Wan Peng laughed, bowed to Feng Wuhen and said with a smile: "Do you know I will come here?"

Feng Wuhen said: "I don't know, I'm just gambling."

"Why did you choose here?"

Feng Wuhen said: "This is the largest road away from the city. I believe that your generation of heroes will not walk on the small path even if they retreat. People who walk on the small path generally do not answer."

"Well said." King Wan Peng stared at Feng Wuhen, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and a terrifying murderous aura surged towards Feng Wuhen like a sea of ​​rushing seas, saying, "I am very brave. You are not afraid of bringing such a little person here, aren't you afraid to leave your head here?"

The great men and Feng Wuhen only kept a distance of two or three feet. King Wan Peng did not deliberately lower his voice. They heard it very clearly. They immediately showed a look of alertness and rushed to help at any time.

Feng Wuhen looked fearless and said calmly, "King Wanpeng is worthy of being King Wanpeng. I have calculated that I have not arranged an ambush here. However, with King Wanpeng's ability, it is not difficult, but it is definitely not easy. At least it will take some time."

King Wan Peng stared at Feng Wuhen for a long time, and suddenly laughed and said, "Feng Wuhen is worthy of being Feng Wuhen, and is worthy of being my most valued opponent besides the old man. You can also calculate that I dare not stay here for a long time, so I dare to come to see me."

Feng Wuhen smiled slightly and did not deny it.

With a calm smile, King Wan Peng's expression became solemn and said in a deep voice: "There is one thing I want to ask you."

Feng Wuhen said: "Would King Wanpeng ask about Tu Dapeng?"

King Wan Peng nodded: "Since you are here, it naturally means that Tu Dapeng's entire army has been wiped out, but I still want to ask."

Feng Wuhen remembered the previous battle, sighed softly, and said, "Tu Dapeng is worthy of being the leader of the twelve flying pens. He died in a fierce battle."

The tiger's body of Wan Peng shook, and suddenly let out a roar that shook the sky. The next second, it rushed towards Feng Wuhen like a sharp lightning. His left hand retreated forward and his energy broke through the air. Feng Wuhen's standing terrible burning sensation came over and over, but he was not panicked at all, and his sword turned into lightning and met him.

Palm and sword fighting.

The men rushed to help.

While they were rushing to help, they felt the earth shaking thirteen times. When they arrived, King Wanpeng and Feng Wuhen had finished fighting. King Wanpeng swept away like lightning with the hook hanging on the tree.

Although Feng Wuhen was determined to pursue, he could not remove the heavy energy in his body to ensure that the war horse sitting was not damaged. By the time he removed the energy, King Wan Peng had already flew three feet away, and it was too late to pursue him.

King Wan Peng, standing on the crown of the tree, was like a demon god descending to earth. His eyes were flashing strange lights, and he looked down at the opponent below, saying, "Feng Wuhen, next time I meet, I will sacrifice to Da Peng with your head on your neck." Then another long roar was heard. Feng Wuhen saw King Wan Peng throwing a hook lock similar to an eagle claw, hooking the big tree four feet away, and shooting out in the next second.

Feng Wuhen could only sigh, but he couldn't chase him even if he wanted to.

King Wanpeng is worthy of being King Wanpeng.

Feng Wuhen sighed in his heart.

A sound of footsteps came from the left.

As soon as King Wan Peng left, Yi Qianlong and others arrived.

Yi Qianlong, who was as fat as a mountain, rode his horse and asked Feng Wuhen, who had already known him, "Have he left?"

Feng Wuhen nodded and said, "If you came later, he would probably leave later." A complicated gaze flashed in his eyes and said, "It can be seen that King Wan Peng does have high hopes for Tu Dapeng, but he can suppress his hatred in an instant. King Wan Peng is worthy of being a hero of a generation."

This is a praise from Feng Wuhen, and there are not many heroes like Wan Peng. Yi Qianlong did not scold Feng Wuhen for his words to gain the ambition of others. In fact, his thoughts are the same as Feng Wuhen.

Yi Qianlong knew that King Wan Peng had some skills a long time ago, but after fighting with King Wan Peng, he realized that King Wan Peng was so capable. Looking back on the previous fight, Yi Qianlong felt a little heavy.

Such a powerful opponent is really the old man's strong opponent.

Although King Wan Peng is Sun Yubo’s biggest concern, it is by no means the primary goal.

The departure of King Wan Peng can only give Sun's mansion a temporary breath. There are still many things to do in the Sun's mansion.

In fact, today's layout for King Wan Peng is indeed a great master. But for the Sun Mansion, the most important thing is not whether King Wan Peng can be left behind.

Although it was on the territory of Sun's mansion, Sun Yubo knew that it was extremely difficult to keep King Wan Peng. Today, the layout of King Wan Peng was just a try. The most important thing was to send people to bring Sun Jian and Wen Hu back at the fastest speed.

Therefore, when the layout was made against King Wan Peng during the day, Sun Yubo had already sent a group of troops to rush to the territory of the Twelve Fei Peng Gang as fast as possible to pick up Sun Jian.

Although the Twelve Feipeng Gang is extremely powerful, since King Wanpeng is not in the Twelve Feipeng Gang, the difficulty of receiving Sun Jian will be much weaker and much easier.

If Sun Yubo and others cannot pick up Sun Jian this time, they will definitely not be able to find the best opportunity in the future.

The plan depends on people and things are accomplished, and things have been implemented. If Sun Jian can come back, I can only see whether he can see whether he can come back.

As for the next step, the Sun Mansion needs to do two things.

First, find Sun Die.

Sun Die doesn't come back one day, and Sun Yubo will have no way to feel at ease in one day. So Sun Die must be retrieved.

This matter is quite difficult, because there is no clue about Sun Die at the moment, and I don’t even know whether Sun Die is injured or dead. But it is also an imperative thing.

Second, dealing with Lu Xiangchuan, Lu Mantian.

This matter is almost done at the same time as finding Sun Die, because Lu Kagawa and others must also be looking for Sun Die, so only by eliminating Lu Kagawa and others can we create absolutely convenient conditions for finding Sun Die.

What Feng Wuhen had to do next was to get rid of Rikagawa.
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