Immortal Martial Venerable

Latest website: Dongyue Yuanliang is the second heir to the throne of Dongyue Dynasty. He and Prince Dongyue have been fighting openly and secretly for many years. With the support of his mother and concubine, he has also established his power.

In Dongyue Imperial Capital, His Highness the Second Highness is a being who can compete with Prince Dongyue.

Dongyue Yuanliang is also willing to spend a lot of money to recruit talents from all walks of life. His three thousand disciples are not just decorations. Among these disciples, there are many gods.

Mr. Jin and Mr. Leng are the divine disciples recruited by Dongyue Yuanliang.

Of course, the most impressive one among the diners did not follow Dongyue Yuanliang to Feiyun City.

Dongyue Yuanliang originally thought that with Dongyue Sword Master here, it would not be easy to win over the imperial sister Dongyue Xueer?

However, no one could have imagined that something that was thought to be a sure thing would turn out to be a variable, and this variable was the two little guys next to Dongyue Xueer.

When Dongyue Sword Master was knocked down by two punches from Gu Fei's clone, Dongyue Yuanliang's men surrounded Dongyue Xueer's team in the square in front of the City Lord's Mansion.

The entire Feiyun City has actually been controlled by His Highness Dongyue Yuanliang for a long time.

The city lord Chen Aotian was also captured by Dongyue Yuanliang and thrown into prison. Otherwise, how could Chen Aotian's younger brother Chen Fang be obedient?

"You two guys should come together!"

The fat man raised his fingers at Mr. Jin and Mr. Leng opposite him with a look of disdain.

"Little guy, how dare you despise us?"

Mr. Leng became angry, and a stronger cold air spread from his body, and a layer of white frost immediately appeared on the ground under his feet.

"Xuanyin Qi? What is your relationship with the old ghost of Yinshan Mountain?"

The fat man still looked very disappointed.

"You... how dare you disrespect the Holy Lord of Yinshan?"

Mr. Leng was furious, and his face turned ferocious.

"The Holy Lord of Yinshan is just a guy who hides in the mountains and becomes a king."

The fat man became even more disdainful.

At this time, even Mr. Jin, who was waiting to watch the show, looked at the fat man in shock. This man named Leng was one of the three disciples of the Holy Lord Yinshan!

Does this little guy have water in his head? How dare you despise the Holy Lord of Yinshan Mountain.

"If you dare to be disrespectful to Master, you will die today. Moreover, I will not let you die so easily. If I want to kill you, it will be as easy as stepping on an ant."

Mr. Leng took action directly.

However, his right hand had just been raised.

"Snapped!"

Then, everyone was stunned. The fat man dodged and appeared next to Mr. Leng in an instant, and then slapped Mr. Leng hard on the face.

Mr. Leng's face deformed instantly, a few bloody teeth flew out of his mouth, and he fell sideways.

The fat man's slap immediately knocked Mr. Leng into a daze. He was dizzy, his eyes were filled with stars, he couldn't find his direction, and half of his face was swollen.

"Snapped!"

"Didn't you say that killing me is as easy as stepping on an ant? Come on!"

"Snapped!"

"Why don't you step on it?"

"Snapped!"

"Wasn't it awesome just now?"

"Snapped!"

"Now show me how awesome you are, Fatty!"

"Snapped!"

The fat man didn't stop, he stepped forward and fired his bow left and right, directly hitting Mr. Leng who doubted his life.

Everyone who saw this scene, including Mr. Jin, almost dropped their eyes to the ground and forgot to close their mouths.

Mr. Leng, who said he would trample the fat man to death, fell to the ground immediately.

The fat man stepped forward and stepped on Mr. Leng's head.

"Now you know who trampled who!"

The fat man looked down at Mr. Leng at his feet with great arrogance.

"You...you dare to kill me? My master is the Holy Lord of Yinshan..."

"Do you know the consequences of offending Holy Master Yinshan? If you offend Holy Master Yinshan, not only you, but also your family and your friends will die."

"Haha, do you dare to kill me?"

Mr. Leng, who was stepped on by the fat man, said with a ferocious smile, with a ferocious expression and a crazy tone, because he believed that the fat man did not dare to kill him because he was the third disciple of the Holy Lord of Yinshan.

The Holy Lord of Yinshan is a saint-level existence. Even Emperor Dongyue must be honest in front of the Holy Lord of Yinshan and not dare to neglect.

The reason why Mr. Leng became Dongyue Yuanliang's disciple was because Holy Lord Yinshan wanted to control the Dongyue Dynasty and push Dongyue Yuanliang to the position of emperor.

There are many benefits to controlling a puppet emperor. At least you can control the cultivation resources of the entire Dongyue Dynasty in your hands.

Even in the Wuji Realm, cultivation resources are limited.

Only by mastering the cultivation resources can the sect be passed on.

Moreover, not only the Holy Lord of Yinshan, but also the old monsters from other holy ranks are also eyeing this piece of fat.

"Little guy, the Holy Lord of Yinshan will definitely retaliate. You have to think about it."

Mr. King also spoke up.

"You are from Jinyang Holy Land, right? You said this to force me to kill this guy!"

The fat man stepped on Mr. Leng's feet so hard that half of Mr. Leng's head sank into the ground.

"I'm reminding you that if you kill him, you will be in trouble, and your family and friends will be in trouble."

Mr. Jin stared at the fat man.

"threaten me?"

The corners of the fat man's mouth raised, revealing a sneer.

"Hmph, if you are sensible, let me go. If you cut off your hands and feet, I will let you go."

Mr. Leng, who was stepped on by the fat man, sneered again and again. In this Dongyue Dynasty, no one dared to offend his master Yinshan Holy Master easily. Even the Dongyue Sword Master had to call him "senior" when he saw the Yinshan Holy Master and regarded himself as a descendant. .

"Oh, I'm so scared!"

The fat man pretended to be panicked.

Mr. Leng was very proud.

This guy has to give in in the end. Master's name is really useful. In this Dongyue Dynasty, as long as Master's name is revealed, everyone will shy away from him!

However, the next moment.

"Crack!"

Then, the whole place fell silent, and no one was messing around anymore.

The fat man directly stepped on the head of Mr. Leng, who felt good about himself and was awesome, into the ground. Then, the disciple of Yinshan Holy Lord was left cold.

Mr. Leng never dreamed that this little guy would really dare to kill him.

Mr. Jin was also stunned by this scene.

Mr. Leng is a disciple of Holy Lord Yinshan. Holy Lord Yinshan is a generation of great saints. His sphere of influence not only covers the Dongyue Dynasty, but also covers other regions.

This fat man broke the news.

"Get out of here, otherwise, you'll have to bear the consequences."

The fat man glanced at the entire audience, his eyes as sharp as swords. The domineering energy erupting from his body made everyone bow their heads, and the surrounding Feiyun City soldiers fled in all directions.

"Okay, let's see."

Mr. Jin said that he was about to turn around and rush towards the gate of the City Lord's Mansion.

However, as soon as he took a step forward, he was stunned.

Because he saw a scene that horrified him. A young man actually dragged two people out of the city lord's mansion, one in each hand.

And the people who were dragged out by this young man like a dead dog were actually his master Dongyue Yuanliang and Dongyue's first sword, Dongyue Sword Master.

That young man is naturally Gu Fei's clone.