Chapter five hundred and sixteen asking for a dead end
In the city lord's mansion, in the banquet hall.
Food, wine, beauties, singing and dancing, lots of singing and laughter.
Duan Changkong sat high at the head, and he had little interest in fine wine and food.
However, the dancers in the center of the hall, who were wearing hot clothes and dancing, aroused a lot of interest in him.
Sun Qingfeng, the city lord, and the commander Zhao Junyi sat on either side of Duan Changkong, one on the left and the other on the right.
Seeing this scene, Sun Qingfeng was very interested and waved and winked at the two dancers who caught Duan Changkong's attention the most.
Soon, the two women stopped dancing and walked over.
One woman poured wine for Duan Changkong, while the other woman directly hung him by the arm and began to play coquettishly.
"What kind of wine do you want to drink? Mr. Duan, I only like to drink milk..."
Amidst the strange laughter, Duan Changkong was not polite. He directly pulled the two women into his arms with one hand at a time.
Food and sex are the nature.
As the supreme elder of Wanjian Sect, he has not cut off the seven emotions and six desires.
On weekdays, he meditated and practiced hard in the sect.
It was a rare trip, and he only had such a small hobby. Since they had already arranged it, he naturally had no reason to be polite.
"Speaking of which, the last time Zhao had the honor to meet you, Mr. Duan, was more than ten years ago."
"It's a great honor for you to come to our Jinshan City."
"I just don't know, why do you need us to help you when you come here this time?"
Seeing that Duan Changkong was in a good mood, Zhao Junyi took advantage of this opportunity to speak at the right time and asked tentatively.
As the Supreme Elder of Wanjian Sect, he is like a divine needle that fixes the sea to the sect.
Under normal circumstances, they will stay within the sect. If nothing important happens, they will not go out casually.
Zhao Junyi and Sun Qingfeng were shocked by Duan Changkong's sudden arrival, but at the same time, they were also very confused.
At this moment, although it was Zhao Junyi who asked this question, the rest of the people in the banquet hall looked towards Duan Changkong with a vague look.
"A few days ago, wasn't there a little girl with amazing talent who was temporarily sent to your Jinshan City?"
"This girl must be sent back to the sect as soon as possible. The sect master is preparing to accept her as a closed disciple."
"I came to Jinshan City to stay here for only a few days, to be on guard against those in the devil's path who might take the opportunity to cause trouble..."
Duan Changkong was very busy with the two dancers in his arms.
He responded smoothly without raising his head.
Among the several supreme elders in the sect, the other two are in retreat, but he is the only one who is relatively free.
Knowing that there were powerful demons who could reach the ninth level in the sect's territory, he thought about it for two days and finally decided to go out in person and go around the sect's territory.
His move represents the attitude of Wanjian Sect.
On weekdays, those devil bastards cause trouble in the sect's territory, so forget it.
It is a very bad rule for a powerful demonic master of this level to dare to cross the border casually.
It doesn't matter if you show up and walk around the sect's territory, whether you can find the powerful demonic master.
His move, in addition to inspiring people, also made the two sects of the Demon Sect wary, warning them not to cross the line casually.
"That's it!" Everyone in the banquet hall looked at each other and nodded.
City Lord Sun Qingfeng laughed and said with a smile: "It's rare to come here once. In our Jinshan City, Mrs. Duan, if you eat, drink and have fun, you must stay for a few more days."
After what he said, whether it was true or false, the other people all spoke in agreement.
"I have to leave early tomorrow morning."
"When I came out of the sect, I came to Jinshan City first, mainly because the first group of people who migrated from the New World are here with you."
"With my status, I cannot leave the clan for too long. I have to visit other cities in the territory."
Duan Changkong responded smoothly without stopping, still busy.
"Come, let's toast to Mrs. Duan..."
Hearing what he said, it was natural that people would not be able to force anything.
Sun Qingfeng stood up. He raised his wine glass and made a toast gesture towards Duan Changkong. He drank a glass of fine wine in one gulp.
Duan Changkong, who was busy with the two dancers, frowned slightly, but still had his hands free, picked up the wine glass in front of him, and took a sip.
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City Lord's Mansion, outside the banquet hall.
Led by Zheng Donglai and Fang Qingshan, a dozen or twenty men in black were rushing towards the banquet hall with lightning speed.
Along the way, at least twenty or thirty people from the City Lord's Mansion died at their hands.
Zheng Donglai, Fang Qingshan and two others personally took action and broke into the city lord's mansion. They felt like they were in a deserted place.
No one is their combined enemy.
Most people were just stunned when they saw the intrusion of the Bloodthirsty Sect and were immediately killed before they could react.
From the gate of the city lord's palace to the banquet hall, it's several hundred meters away.
Those who died at their hands were only a few who screamed before dying.
According to the strategy set by Zheng Donglai and Fang Qingshan, they called this a lightning attack.
It was necessary to take advantage of Sun Qingfeng, Zhao Junyi and others to be caught off guard and have no time to react, so they had to be surrounded first.
After all, this is Jinshan City, the home ground of Sun Qingfeng and the others.
The Bloodthirsty Sect was only fighting away from home, and because of Hong Qingtian's death, they cooperated internally and externally, so few people could be found to cooperate with their actions.
In such a situation, the longer time passes, the worse it will be for them.
"Brothers, ahead is the banquet hall."
"According to the information we received, Sun Qingfeng, Zhao Junyi and others are entertaining distinguished guests inside."
"To make great achievements, kill them today and take control of Jinshan City. Whatever rewards you want, the sect will have them."
"There's nothing to say, just one word, kill..."
There are only ten or twenty meters away from the banquet hall.
Zheng Donglai, Fang Qingshan and others could already clearly hear the sound of silk, bamboo and some faint sounds coming from the hall.
Perhaps, it was precisely because of the cover of these noisy sounds that their attack was so successful.
Otherwise, those people from the City Lord's Mansion who died in their hands might have already alerted Sun Qingfeng, Zhao Junyi and others with their screams before they died.
However, they have already rushed here, and there is no need for them to continue to hide their whereabouts.
As everyone roared, they heard "boom" and several loud noises in succession.
The closed door of the banquet hall had been directly shattered by the blast.
What's more, they didn't go through the main entrance, but directly broke through the wall and entered the banquet hall.
Outside the City Lord's Mansion, Chen Hai, who had followed closely all the way, saw the Bloodthirsty Sect's gang, full of murderous intent, and when they broke into the City Lord's Mansion, he looked hesitant, paused, and then stopped.
"What do the Bloodthirsty Sect people want to do? Want to attack the city lord's mansion?"
"When cows fight, people suffer. Is it appropriate for me, an outsider, to get involved in such a big event?"
With a strange look on his face, Chen Hai had a complicated expression. He really couldn't make a decision for a moment.
"I, Cao Nima, am the Ninth Level Thunder Tribulation, and I am Duan Changkong, the supreme elder of Wanjian Sect. Why is he here?"
"The news must have been leaked. The Wanjian Sect has already known about our actions in advance."
"They are playing tricks on us. They have laid a trap and are waiting for us to come to our doorstep."
"Run away, run away quickly, the ninth level thunder tribulation powerhouse is simply not something that we can handle!"
"Ah...ah...ah..."
No decision has been made yet, and everyone is still hesitating.
The roars coming from the city lord's palace, as well as the screams before death, had already reached Chen Hai's ears.
"Those people from the Bloodthirsty Sect, are they just showing off their brains or something?"
"There is nothing difficult to do, so you come here to attack the city lord's palace."
"If they all die, who should I ask for help to introduce Qingqing to join their bloodthirsty sect?"
Cursing his luck secretly, Chen Hai swayed and jumped directly onto the courtyard wall, looking inside.