The Mercenary War God of the City

"Is this the secret realm where the Xiao imperial family, who has recently gained fame, is located? How does it look like a sloppy ditch?"

When the ceremony of the Xiao royal family was in full swing, two people came outside the secret realm of the Xiao royal family.

One old and one young.

The old man looks like a fairy-style and has an extraordinary aura, while the young man is luxuriously dressed, has a sharp aura, and carries the power of the emperor. When he sees the entrance to the secret realm of the Xiao imperial clan, his face shows disdain.

"Win the wind, don't underestimate the Xiao royal family."

The old man taught, "Although the Xiao imperial family is only a weak royal family that has only risen in the past three thousand years, the founder of the Xiao imperial family was really a world-class figure. Even the ancestors of our clan at the same time respected him extremely. No one can compare it, but, after all, it is one of the four royal families, so you should not underestimate it."

"Cut, it's a big world. Apart from our ancient Qin and Xuanyuan clan, how can the so-called Xiao clan and Dazhou clan be called the royal clan?"

The face of the young man named Yingfeng showed disdain.

"Who dares to slander the royal family outside my Xiao royal family?"

At this time, the strongman of the Xiao imperial family who was guarding the entrance and exit of the secret realm heard the conversation between the two and suddenly became furious.

The two teams walked out quickly, looking at the old and the young with cold expressions, "Why are the two places?"

"Snapped!"

However, as soon as their yelling words fell, the young man named Yingfeng snorted coldly, and his whole person instantly appeared in front of the guard who opened his mouth, slapped him and slapped the opponent directly.

In a flash, the figure appeared in place again.

He spoke with disdain, "A mere mortal warrior who doesn't even reach the base-building period, dares to speak to me in such a tone, don't you want to live?"

"who are you?"

The faces of the guards of the Xiao imperial clan all changed drastically. Some people hurried in to report, while others glared at the old and the young.

"Dare to come to my Xiao imperial family to make trouble, I am really tired of living."

"Two, give your name, otherwise, no one will collect your corpses after you die."

"..."

Even if they are just the guards of the Xiao royal family, they also have their own arrogance. Nowadays, some people dare to make trouble when the king of the Xiao royal family is on the throne, which is equivalent to hitting everyone in the face of the Xiao royal family. How can they bear it? .

"I want to see who dared to make trouble when my clan lord came to the throne." With a voice full of anger, a middle-aged man strode out.

He is no one else, but Xiao Bing, who rescued Xiao Zhenghua and his wife by stealing the day.

Even if Xiao Bing was a subordinate of the fake Xiao Zhengjing, he had saved Xiao Zhenghua and his wife after all. Xiao Qingyan was grateful for his kindness. After he took the position, he gave it to him. Now Xiao Bing also holds a high position in the Xiao royal family.

This time, the task of guarding the Xiao imperial family was on him.

Someone dared to make trouble when he was guarding the safety of the Xiao imperial family.

"boom!"

Xiao Bing broke out with all his strength, looked at the old and the young opposite with a cold expression, and said coldly, "This commander doesn't need to know your names, as long as you understand, within a stick of incense, you will undoubtedly die."

choke!

Then, without any extra words, he burst out with the strongest force to kill the two.

"A stick of incense?"

The young man named Yingfeng smiled disdainfully, "Is this the commander of the so-called Xiao royal family?"

The figure continued in front of Xiao Bing for an instant, and he slapped Xiao Bing away with a palm, and then followed him like a shadow, grabbing with both hands, ready to tear Xiao Bing into pieces.

"Don't kill."

From the rear, the old man said quickly, "We are here to congratulate, not to kill. You can beat people, but you can't kill."

"it's a pity."

Ying Feng grumbled, and threw Xiao Bing aside, sighing, "The so-called commander of the Xiao imperial family is so weak. Sure enough, this Xiao imperial family is weaker than I thought."

"After all, it is a new imperial clan, and naturally it cannot be compared with our ancient Qin imperial clan." The old man comforted, but his face was taken for granted.

As for the injury to Xiao Bing by the wind, in his opinion, it is really nothing.

"No matter who you are, if you dare to make trouble on the territory of my Xiao imperial clan, you will definitely die."

The injured Xiao Bing stood up with the support of his subordinates, and said angrily, "If you send a message to the chief, it's said that someone is making trouble."

"No, I'm here."

Xiao Ding stepped out and looked at the old man with a calm expression, "You are so good to win against the old man. Once you appear in our clan, you dare to indulge this kid to injure the people of our clan. Is this trying to provoke a war between the two clans? ?"

"Xiao Ding, haven't seen you for decades, have you stepped into this state?"

The old man's face showed a look of surprise, "Unexpectedly, even a small imperial family of Xiao can also appear such a strong person. It seems that the old man underestimated you."

The young man named Yingfeng was also a little surprised, but he muttered, "It's just a mere Nascent Soul, what's the point to show off at this age? Give me ten years and I will definitely become a Nascent Master. , When the time comes, one hand will crush you."

He was already a strong person in the Golden Core Realm at a young age, and given him ten years, he really hoped to step into this realm.

"The tone is not small, this kid is your descendant?" Xiao Ding glanced at the arrogant Win Wind, and a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth. So rampant, do you want to see if Lao Tzu's blade is sharp or not?"

"Xiao Ding, this is the Winning Prince of my clan. If you hurt him, I'm afraid you can't be kind. Moreover, we are here to congratulate the Xiao imperial clan. Is this how your Xiao imperial clan treats guests?"

The old man smiled and looked at Xiao Ding, "Could it be that I have not been born in the ancient Qin imperial clan for decades, and you have forgotten the power of the ancient Qin imperial clan?"

"You threaten me?" Xiao Ding squinted at the old man with a fierce look in his eyes.

"Whatever you think, but my clan came to congratulate you today, not to make trouble with you." The old man said casually.

As a strong man of the ancient Qin imperial clan, he is not weaker than Xiao Ding in his self-cultivation. Coupled with the incomparable strength of the ancient Qin imperial clan, he is really not afraid of Xiao Ding.

"It's good to fight, fight quickly."

"If the Sifang imperial family can make internal strife, this is the best."

"It's better for Xiao Ding to kill the two, or the two of them to kill Xiao Ding. When the time comes, the Xiao Emperor and the Ancient Qin Emperor will be fighting together, then it will be fun."

In the distance, the dean of Xianmen who came quietly saw this scene, clenching his fists and showing excitement.

By his side, the Grand Elder of the Clan Association was among them, but he sighed, "I really hope to see a scene that makes me happy."

If we say that whoever wants the Western imperial civil strife most, it is nothing more than Xianmen and Clan Laohui.

These two leaders got together, and on the surface they were secretly following to protect the Great Emperor Ning Yuling, but in fact they wanted to see if they could find a chance to kill a few powerful men of the Xiao imperial family so as to weaken the strength of the Xiao imperial family.

"It's really possible, Xiao Ding's violent temper. It depends on who is upset and whatever the consequences are. Just hit him directly." The head of Xianmen looked excited, like a little child, "Kill, Xiao Certainly, you bastard, aren't you very powerful? Kill them."

In the distance, outside the secret passage of the Xiao royal family, Xiao Ding's hand touched the scimitar on his waist, with a chill on his face.

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