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A scream sounded, and a faint voice heard a person falling down. However, the battle was not over, and the other Fengwei guards were guarding around and did not relax. They knew that the captain and the others did not let them take action, but chose to take action in person was to minimize the casualties on their side. After all, with their strength, it is OK to fight against the peak of the Golden Pill, but against the Nascent Soul-level cultivators.

Half a year of training has greatly improved the strength of Luo Yu and others. He is no longer afraid of fighting against the powerful Nascent Soul, and joins Du Fan. The five of them join forces, and the remaining two are quickly wiped out by them.

However, even so, they suffered some injuries. Although they were not serious, their aura was slightly chaotic after a battle.

"Retreat!" With the order, the Fengwei members quickly evacuated and rushed to the other side to help.

Just after they left, Mr. Yan came here and looked at the corpse on the ground with a gloomy face, his fists tightly twisted, and blue veins appeared!

"Fengwei! What a Fengwei! Just a few dozen people dare to slaughter me about a hundred people! I must see if you can still stand up in front of me, a powerful Feixian man, without fear! Humph!"

He waved his hand in a gloomy voice, lifted his breath and rose into the air. When he reached mid-air, he saw that the whole area was filled with smoke, and his vision was not very clear. Only by scanning the spiritual sense down can he see everything below clearly.

The spiritual sense swept across the other side and saw that the people there were also fighting, and the sound of beasts was heard. I thought, I must have brought the contract beasts here.

So he rushed to the bottom, and before the people arrived, the pressure had already covered: "Where is the boy named Guan? He had the guts to come out to fight me!"

The sound containing the pressure went down, spreading clearly in the back mountain. Once the pressure of the powerful Feixian was covered, the aura of the people below suddenly made everyone below feel a little unstable.

"Hahahaha! Old man, Grandpa Guan has been waiting for you for a long time!"

In the smoke, no one was seen, and laughter rose first. The deafening laughter contained a powerful mysterious aura, which was no less than that of Mr. Yan.

When he noticed the powerful aura of mysterious power, Old Yan was shocked, and his eyes widened incredible, looking at the rough man standing in the air among Yancai: "You, you are actually a powerful martial god!"

It is extremely rare for Xuanzhe to cultivate to the level of the Martial God even in the Eight Great Empires. And this person is said to be from a lower-class country, how can he cultivate the body of the Martial God?

The shock and shock in his heart collided with each other at this moment, and only the horror rose up and slapped his heart surging. He, who had originally vowed to take someone else's head and offer it to the king, couldn't help but feel a little solemn.

The powerful martial god! He has lived so many years and has never fought with the powerful martial god. Because the Xuanwu master is slow to practice. If he wants to practice to the level of the martial god, it may be possible for the old monster that has taken hundreds of years to become.

However, this man named Guan Xilin seems to be in his twenties. He is so young that he is already a middle-stage martial god. How can he not shock him?

At this moment, my heart was a little hesitant and a little unsure.
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