Seeing Feihong Jin being killed, the local residents rushed out joyfully and danced on the spot.
"His Royal Highness King Zhao is indeed a blessing to us. He really helped us kill this bully."
"Your Highness, a thousand years old! From now on, we will offer you a statue of God at home and burn a stick of incense every morning and evening."
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But just when everyone was cheering, an elderly man appeared in front of Zhao Rui with a sad face.
"His Royal Highness King Zhao doesn't know that Feihong Jin has a master who went to the Central Plains to challenge Wu Chengtian fifty years ago, and the two of them fought to a draw!"
The excitement in Zhao Rui's eyes reached the extreme, and he suddenly stepped forward and grabbed the old man's shoulders.
"Is that old guy in Erdaohezi?"
The old man's eyes were full of surprise. He didn't know what Zhao Rui was excited about.
"That's right! But that guy is very powerful. Countless martial arts masters have died at his hands. It is because of his reputation that Feihongjin dares to be so domineering."
Zhao Rui suddenly laughed wildly, making the people next to him confused.
Since the last time he competed with Wu Chengtian and won the first place in the world, Zhao Rui has fallen into extreme emptiness.
Nowadays, there are only a few people in the world who can fight with him, that is, Yeluming, who has mastered invincible magical skills, can barely fight against him with hundreds of moves.
Now that a peerless master has finally appeared, and he is also a person who does all kinds of evil, he is extremely excited.
No matter what, I can finally have a good fight.
"Then I am waiting here. I want to see how powerful that guy is."
The people present all sighed. Many of them had seen Feihong Jin's master kill thousands of people with just one move.
That kind of skill can no longer be called a human being, but a supreme god.
Zhao Rui's martial arts skills were considered unparalleled in the world, but they still felt unsure about facing such a person.
However, none of the people present had any intention of retreating, but made up their minds to advance and retreat together with Zhao Rui.
Even with a being like King Zhao stepping forward, they no longer need to be afraid.
The next few days were quite peaceful, and it also caught up with the local people's festival. It can be said that we spent three days having fun here.
Yeluming rarely had such a comfortable life. He had been wandering around the rivers and lakes with his master for as long as he could remember. Sometimes his life was worse than that of a beggar, and he had to eat every meal without finishing.
Now not only can he have enough to eat every meal, but he is also treated as a distinguished guest by the local people, which makes him very excited.
Early that morning, Yeluming walked out of the room with relaxed sleepy eyes, stretched out, and was just about to practice breathing and exhalation when he suddenly saw an old man with white beard and hair walking towards him not far away.
The aura emanating from the old man's body was extremely strong, and the surrounding air seemed to flow with it.
Yeluming suddenly became alert, slowly took two steps forward, and at the same time released his Wuji internal energy.
"I wonder who the old man is, what's the purpose of coming here?"
The old man slowly raised his head, and his powerful internal energy suddenly exploded.
"It seems that you are the one who killed my disciple, and I will ask you to pay for his death today."