Tie Han was calm and calm, he had long seen that this was the battlefield between Grand Duke Luo Tian and the county lord Luo Xiaoyi, Mo Fei was not the point at all, it was pure bad luck, and he became a victim of the secret contest between these two.

If they still dare to speak for Mo Fei at this time, Grand Duke Luo Tian will definitely regard them as the people of the county lord Luo Xiaoyi, at that time, no matter how much explanation there is, it is useless, at most it is just a few more victims.

Besides, they are soft-spoken, and what they say has no weight, so it is better to keep their useful bodies first.

Moreover, this matter is not over, who knows what the final outcome will be?

Tie Han looked up at Mo Fei and the others who were fighting against the two top powerhouses in the distance, I don't know why, he had an inexplicable confidence in Mo Fei, he didn't believe it at all, what could Grand Duke Luo Tian's calculations really do to Mo Fei?

"Hmph, the foreign enemy has not retreated yet, and this Grand Duke Luo Tian has actually begun to hide his bow, which is really shameful. ”

Glancing at the Grand Duke Luo Tian and the county lord Luo Xiaoyi in the pavilion not far away, Ye Tian, the heir of the marquis, his eyes were full of disdainful coldness.

"This is the real great noble, who only sees profit in his eyes, and everything else can be left behind. ”

"Ye Tian, when you can do this, you will be able to truly step into the circle of nobles. ”

Little Grandpa Mu Ya retracted his gaze from paying attention to Grand Duke Luo Tian and others, and said a few words lightly.

The dignified little grandfather in the southeast sea, this kind of behavior of forgetting profit and righteousness has long been commonplace.

The great nobles have always regarded themselves as noble, and no matter how humble and polite they are, in their bones, they have never taken anyone's life and death into their eyes. As long as it is beneficial to themselves, any sacrifice, they will not really care.

And the real bloody nobles are either absent or too few, and they are as rare as rare species.

It is precisely because he has seen too many great nobles who have seen profit and forgot their righteousness that he is dedicated to pursuing absolute strength.

Just like Emperor Guangwu, no matter what the big nobles of the empire want to plan, as long as they fail to get the permission of Emperor Guangwu, everything is in vain, which is the benefit of absolute strength.

"Hmph, if the so-called nobles are like this, I, Ye Tian, would rather be a marquis forever. ”

The heir of the Marquis, Ye Tian, frowned, then gritted his teeth and sneered, a determined light flashed in his eyes.

The other four aristocratic young men were silent, just looking at Ye Tian's eyes, all with a little disdain.

Whether it was the little grandfather Mu Ya, or Ye Tian and other aristocratic young people, they were surrounded by several middle-aged people in brocade clothes with extremely powerful breaths, and ordinary people in red couldn't get close at all.

But while these aristocratic young men were still talking, these middle-aged men in brocade clothes were all the same, paying serious attention to the battlefield in the distance in mid-air.

Whether it was a noble lord such as Grand Duke Luo Tian, or a young aristocrat such as Little Duke Mu Ya, the reason why they stood here so confidently and watched the battle from a distance was because of these brocade guards around them.

Compared with those ordinary guards and soldiers, and even instructors, these brocade guards are the real reliance of the nobles.

And in order to become the brocade guards of these noble lords, the cultivation must at least reach the seventh order, and the core brocade guards, the peak of the ninth order, and even the existence of the tenth order are not nothing.

It's a pity that these noble lords don't know that their biggest reliance, these brocade-clothed guards, all have extremely solemn faces.

The peak of the ninth order, or even the existence of the tenth order, can indeed be regarded as a top powerhouse in the Guangwu Great World, but Mo Fei and the others in mid-air, as well as the cloth-clothed old man and the Red Eagle King of the Fire God Sect, are clearly super powerhouses that have surpassed the tenth order, and the real top powerhouses in the Guangwu Great World are far from being comparable to them.

With the strength shown by the cloth-clothed old man and the Red Eagle King, once Mo Fei and the others can't hold on, even if there are more of them, I'm afraid they will only be sent to death.

It's a pity, how could they, the brocade-clothed guards, say these words?

They are the top powerhouses carefully cultivated by the noble lords, and everything they have is inseparable from these noble lords.

As guards, can they still admit that they can't protect their master, and they don't even have the strength to guard their master's departure, so they can only wait for the battle over there?

Therefore, the only thing they can do now is to silently follow the battle situation with great nervousness, and only hope that Mo Fei and the others can really hold on.

Otherwise, whether it is them, or the aristocratic lords behind them, I am afraid that no one will survive.

"Dragon King Long Haoyu, the first day of the Dragon God Kingdom, is really worthy of its reputation. ”

"However, fighting alone, I, Zhu Hai, have never been afraid of anyone, come again!"

Zhu Hai was covered in blood, but his eyes were still burning and full of fighting spirit, staring at the imposing giant in front of the dragon king Long Haoyu.

Dragon King Long Haoyu gasped, and his heart was secretly awe-inspiring.

Don't look at Zhu Hai's injury a lot, but I don't know why, Zhu Hai, who has always been in a weak position, has increased the momentum that erupted on his body.

The most important thing is that Dragon King Long Haoyu can still feel a threat from Zhu Hai, and as Zhu Hai's injuries worsen, the threat he feels becomes stronger and stronger, which is also too strange.

Rumble!

Suddenly, when the momentum giant hit Zhu Hai again, a terrifying aura of power suddenly erupted from Zhu Hai, who had fallen to the ground.

"Huh, this breath, Martial Saint?"

Dragon King Long Haoyu's eyes froze, and his face flashed with disbelief.

Martial Saint! Beyond the Heavenly Immortal Level Existence.

But Zhu Hai is obviously just a mere immortal, and there are several big classes in the middle.

However, he was sure that this sudden burst of power aura had definitely reached the level of a Martial Saint.

After all, the two genuine Martial Saints were right next to them, and although this aura of power was a cut worse than that of the Old Man in Cloth and the Red Eagle King, they were at the same level, there was no doubt about it.

"Bixu God Fist, kill!"

Zhu Hai closed his eyes and hung in the air, those eyes opened suddenly, and a fine light flashed in his red eyes, and he seemed to shout angrily unconsciously, clenched his fists, and made a bold move.

That Martial Saint-level power aura actually condensed in an instant, and with Zhu Hai's shot, it crushed towards the momentum giant.

"Not good!"

Dragon King Long Haoyu's face sank, he hugged his chest with both hands, and took a deep breath.

Although the momentum giant seems to be extremely powerful, the power level of the martial saint level is too high, if he really wants to be hard, he knows that he will definitely lose, but it is impossible for him to take the initiative to retreat from the dragon king.

"Come on, this king will see the true power of the Martial Saint level today!"

The two giant hands of the imposing giant hugged each other, and they actually made the same action as the dragon king Long Haoyu, and then the two dragon kings, one big and one small, shot at the same time, and the sound was shocking, and they collided with the crushing martial saint-level power.

Rumble!

After a shocking loud noise, the sand and dust rolled in a radius of hundreds of meters, and it lasted for a long time.

On the other end, the goddess Long Xiang, the eight golden locks Le Feitian, plus the mountains and rivers chess game Wu Qizi and others, everyone joined forces to face the old man in cloth.