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Obviously, they are members of the Ninth Level Tianwu League. The strength of the four of them is at the Dominant Realm, and they have all reached the fifth level of the Dominant Realm.

"Zui Jiao Niang, do you think you'll be fine if you hide here? You're so brave to kill me as the guardian of the Martial League!"

One of the strongmen of the martial arts alliance among the four people looked at the drunk girl who came out and shouted directly.

"That's their damn!"

"All of you in the Martial League deserve to die!"

Zui Jiao Niang looked at the four of them and shouted coldly, her eyes filled with deep hatred.

"Jiao Niang, long time no see, your temper has not changed!"

At this moment, a slightly feminine voice suddenly sounded.

Hearing this voice, Zui Jiao Niang's body trembled immediately, her pupils shrank, and there was an unforgettable hatred in her eyes.

There was a killing intent on Zui Jiao Niang's body, and a look of astonishment flashed in that old Hai's eyes, and he swept towards the void.

At this moment, in the void, a large black sedan chair appeared in the void. This sedan chair appeared out of thin air, and no one carried it.

An old man followed on both sides of the sedan chair. These two old men had a restrained aura and a back-to-basics appearance, which made it difficult for people to see their strength.

However, Xiao Yifeng's clairvoyant eyes can now see through the realm of the master level powerhouse.

The strength of these two people has reached the seventh level of the Domination Realm, and according to the word Wu on their clothes, it can be seen that they are both members of the Wumeng.

And the voice just now came from this sedan chair.

"Welcome to the young master!"

At this time, the four martial arts powerhouses at the fifth level of the mastery realm turned around and half knelt in front of the sedan chair, and shouted respectfully.

Crash!

The curtain of the sedan chair was blown open, and a figure stepped out of the sedan chair.

This figure was a young man in his mid-twenties, with a slender figure, wearing a silky red gown, with long hair, and a fair, but slightly feminine face. ,

A pair of eyes glowed with a somewhat sinister look, which made people feel shuddering at a glance.

This young man looks evil at first glance, but his physical strength is very strong, and he has reached the peak of the Seventh Layer of Life and Death Realm.

"Wu-zi-long!"

Zui Jiao Niang looked at this young man, but her eyes were cold, and she shouted word by word.

Every word he uttered contained endless hatred and killing intent. It was obvious that this young man was the young master of the Wumeng, the culprit who fell in love with Zui Jiao Niang and killed Zui Jiao Niang's family because of a disagreement.

"Jiaoniang, I haven't seen you for ten years, but you have become more and more charming and mature, with a unique charm, which makes me feel intoxicated!"

Wu Zilong narrowed his eyes slightly and stared at Zui Jiao Niang,

An expression of intoxication and enjoyment.

"abnormal!"

Looking at Wu Zilong's appearance, Xiao Yifeng couldn't help but spit out.

"Forehead?"

Although Xiao Yifeng didn't say these words very loudly.

But there were all powerful warriors present, so they could hear it clearly, and Wu Zilong's eyes turned directly to Xiao Yifeng.

"Who are you?"

Wu Zilong looked at Xiao Yifeng and said coldly.

"Me! I'm the girl's man!"

Xiao Yifeng looked at Wu Zilong and smiled playfully, then hugged Zui Jiao Niang.

Being hugged by Xiao Yifeng, Zui Jiao Niang's body tightened, but she didn't say anything.

Seeing this scene, Wu Zilong's expression darkened, and his face changed instantly.

Seeing this scene, including the six martial arts powerhouses, their expressions changed slightly.

"You say you are a charming man?"

Wu Zilong shouted again.

"That's right!"

"Young lady, do you think so?"

Xiao Yifeng looked at Zui Jiao Niang, and said affectionately.

"That's right, Wu Zilong, he is indeed my man!"

"I already have a man I like, you will never get me!"

Zui Jiao Niang looked at Wu Zilong and shouted.

boom!

A terrible aura erupted from Wu Zilong's body, his eyes were as gloomy as water, and his expression looked very gloomy, giving people a feeling that dark clouds were overwhelming the city.

"Hehehe!"

Just when everyone thought that the martial arts young man was going to be angry, the other party sneered a few times.

"why are you laughing?"

Zui Jiao Niang looked at Wu Zilong in confusion.

"You said you are his woman? But your body is still perfect, do you think I will believe it, is he a trash, worthy to be your man?"

Wu Zilong smiled lightly, and glanced at Xiao Yifeng contemptuously.

In his eyes, except for the children of the family forces in Jiuchongtian, the rest of the people, including the entire young generation in the ancient world, are all trash and rubbish, not even worthy of carrying his shoes.

This is the idea that Wu Zilong, as the young master of the Martial League, was instilled in him since he was a child. Whether it is his identity or his strength, there are not many people in the entire ancient world who can make him look up to.

As for the secular world of this ancient world, no matter how monstrous a genius is, it is not worth mentioning in his eyes.

Hearing Wu Zilong's words, Zui Jiao Niang didn't know what to say for a moment.

She didn't expect Wu Zilong to see that she was perfect at a glance, so that this lie could not be overcome.

"She is indeed perfect, that's just because I went out before, and now I'm back, after tonight, Jiaoniang will truly become my woman."

Xiao Yifeng said directly, and then he kissed Zui Jiao Niang's ruddy lips lightly, hugged her tightly, and looked at Wu Zilong with a slightly provocative look.

"How is it? How do you feel? Are you very angry? It's a pity that no matter how angry you are, the drunk girl has nothing to do with you."

"Because she is mine, you'd better disappear from my sight and get out of here. I'm not a very good-tempered person, be careful I'll beat you!"

Xiao Yifeng looked at Wu Zilong and snorted.

Swish!

Xiao Yifeng's words and the act of kissing Zui Jiao Niang completely angered Wu Zilong.

Regardless of whether this drunk girl is perfect or not, Wu Zilong feels that his toy has been defiled by someone.

This is something that he absolutely does not allow. It is something that belongs to him, and he will never allow anyone to touch it, especially this drunk girl. He has never obtained it.

Now it was snatched away by another man. This was an insult to the young master of the Martial League and a challenge to his dignity.

"You said you were going to beat me up?"

Wu Zilong stared at Xiao Yifeng with a gloomy expression, exuding a terrifying aura from his whole body.

And the two old men and the four middle-aged men beside Wu Zilong looked at Xiao Yifeng with mocking expressions.

Just because such a secular boy in the ancient world dared to say that he wanted to beat the young master of the Wumeng, that is, it was the first day in the Wumeng in ten thousand years that such a thing was said.

With the strength of their young master, even in Jiuchongtian, there are not many young people who dare to say this sentence, and they may not be able to beat Wu Zilong.