At this time, Pei Xuan looked at Feng Qingwu, smiled contemptuously and said: "There is still someone who can't take action, let him come out and compete with me!

Is there anyone else?"

This sound was like a muffled thunder rolling past. Meng Jiaxin and others behind were shocked by this roar, and the corners of their lips were bleeding. Even Feng Qingwu and Hong Qing were shocked to the point where their eardrums hurt and their bodies shook.

Several people wanted to take action, but they quickly extinguished their thoughts. The fourth level of the Martial Emperor was simply invincible. If all of them joined forces, they probably wouldn't be able to withstand Pei Xuan's slap.

Seeing that no one dared to step forward, Pei Xuan laughed wildly with pride: "An ants dare to compete with me and are looking for death!"

After saying that, he waved his hand and Hao Heng said: "Someone, please enter the Dragon King Pavilion and capture all those women. I want to test them one by one tonight, haha,..."

As soon as he finished speaking, dozens of people behind him rushed toward the Dragon King Pavilion.

At this time, Hong Qing and the elders of the Beggar Clan stood directly at the door. Hong Qing looked at Feng Qingwu and spoke decisively:

"Master Feng Pavilion, you take everyone away, we will stop them..."

As soon as he finished speaking, a figure suddenly appeared in front of them, then raised his right palm and smashed it down!

There was an earth-shaking loud noise, and Feng Qingwu behind him saw with helpless eyes that Hong Qing and the six Nine-Pocket Elders were all blown away. They were smashed to the ground like dumplings, and blood spurted out from their mouths. It was obvious that they had already

was seriously injured.

At this time, Pei Xuan's figure appeared. He looked at the people in Hongqing and laughed and said: "The pearl of rice also wants to compete with Haoyue, but you are not worthy!"

After speaking, he looked at the pale Feng Qingwu and said with a smile: "Feng Qingwu, I will give you a chance to hand over all those women to me, and I can spare your death. Otherwise, today you and Dragon King Pavilion,

Both jade and stone will be destroyed!"

Feng Qingwu took a step forward and spoke word by word: "If you want to touch those sisters, step over my corpse."

Pei Xuan looked at Feng Qingwu and burst into laughter: "Since you want to die, then I will help you, and now I will send you on your way."

After saying that, his right palm was raised high.

Feng Qingwu laughed sadly and murmured: "Chen Yang, sister did her best!"

After speaking, he gathered all his strength and prepared to fight tooth and nail, but the next moment a calm voice sounded in the distance:

"Master Feng Pavilion, don't worry, I'm still here!

Pei Xuan, Xiu is so arrogant, let me come and meet you!"

The voice sounded very far away, but the last word was already near them.

Everyone turned around and saw an old man walking slowly towards them, leaning on a cane.

He was obviously walking very slowly, but with one step, he was a full ten meters away.

Feng Qingwu's eyes lit up instantly, she was clearly a master.

Hearing that someone dared to challenge him, the arrogant Pei Xuan's face suddenly turned cold. He suddenly turned around and shouted arrogantly: "What the hell do you dare to challenge me? Do you want to die?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Feng Qingwu had already recognized the person, and she shouted excitedly: "The patron saint of Daxia, senior Xuanyuan Mang Xuanyuan."

The visitor is none other than Xuanyuan Mang.

As soon as Feng Qingwu finished speaking, Xuanyuan Mang had already arrived in front of her. He looked at Feng Qingwu and said calmly: "Master Feng Qingwu, please step back. Today, Pei Xuan, I will stop you."


Chapter completed!