At this time, the main building of the walled city.

The main building is built with a huge round fine wood, a huge porcupine lamp will be reflected in the building around the very bright and dazzling, all the color of the war bear skin splicing spread all over the floor, the middle of the building is built with stone steps, there is a platform about seven or eight zhang big on the steps, there is a throne on the platform, the throne is covered with black, white and yellow tiger skins.

There is a large mountain hanging on the wall directly behind the throne, and on the mountain is a picture of a tiger descending the mountain, in which the black and white of the tiger are staggered, it is a rare white tiger, the tiger's claws are poked forward, the tiger's mouth is half open, revealing four long and sharp tiger teeth, and the eyes are full of everything, not angry and self-threatening.

At this moment sat on the throne a burly man in fine costume, who had a large bald head, which shone in the light of a lard lamp.

Wearing a sleek fur coat and a nine-curved knife hanging from his waist, this person has thick eyebrows and big eyes, a fierce complexion, and his gestures are full of gangsterism.

This person is the master of Ma Wang Mountain, Fan Jian!

At this time, Fan Jian was holding three hot half-naked women in his arms, one half-naked woman was holding a wine glass to feed him to drink, and the other two women were holding a fruit bowl to feed him fruit.

Fan Jian's eyes were full of lust, his hands vigorously rubbed the woman in his arms, the three women were flushed, trembling all over, and Fan Jian laughed.

Under the platform, there are two tables and two chairs on both sides, and the four men on the chairs are sitting together, it is Ma Wangshan who is in charge, and they are also drinking and eating meat, but there are no women to accompany them, and everyone looks at the platform with envy while drinking.

Suddenly, a figure rushed into the main building with a rolling face, full of anxiety and hatred, and one stumbled and fell to the ground, this person was the young master of Ma Wangshan who was let go by Qi Yu, Fan Jian's son Fan Tong.

Fan Jian looked at the few people on the chair below, and asked angrily, "Whose subordinates are so unruly? dragged out and cut down!"

Fan Tong hurriedly raised his head and said, "Dad, it's me!"

Fan Jian saw that it was his only son, so he hurriedly let go of the woman in his arms, jumped down the steps to help Fan Tong up, and looked at the blood-red mouth on his shoulder, full of distress.

He asked angrily, "Boy, didn't you go down down the mountain to hunt down that Orion, and why did you become like this?

Fan Tong said with a grim face: "Originally, killing that Orion was a matter of being captured, but who would have thought that a little boy of six or seven years old suddenly appeared, with a seven-grade realm, and slaughtered his brothers in the blink of an eye, and I took advantage of the chaos to use a crazy knife technique to escape!"

Fan Jian frowned, he was six or seven years old, with a seven-grade realm, and he appeared in the barren mountains and wilderness, could it be ......

He immediately asked, "What does the little boy look like, and what is his size?"

Fan Tong recalled carefully and said: "He looks quite handsome, but his body is very fat! Although he is obese, he has excellent body skills!"

Fan Jian, as the big boss of Ma Wang Mountain, is naturally very well-informed, and he is sure that the little boy his son said is the escaped Southwest Shizi Mu Meteor nine times out of ten.

He immediately laughed, waved his hand, and said to the four people next to him: "Take all the brothers around you, and follow me down the mountain to have a big deal tonight!"

Fan Tong beside him also laughed ruthlessly when he saw this.

Before everyone could make a move, a cold children's voice made them stunned.

I saw Cuo Yuan walk in with a smile and said, "What a big deal, let's hear about it!"

That Fan Tong was so frightened that his legs swung straight and shouted, "Dad, just ...... That's him! Someone, someone!"

Cuo Yuan laughed again, and said playfully: "Don't shout, everyone who is awake outside is hiccuping, and the sleeping ones haven't been killed yet, but don't worry, after I kill you, it's not too late to solve it!"

was so frightened that Fan Tong fell directly to the ground.

The other four management did not dare to squeak easily, after all, the gap between the ranks was too big, and the highest among them was only the fifth grade.

Fan Jian looked at his uncompetitive son, and then clapped his hands and said to Cuo Yuan: "Okay, it's really a hero out of a young man, it's really not a fight, I don't know each other, since His Royal Highness the Prince is here, why don't you stay in my Mawang Mountain, I will let the dog set up a banquet and personally make amends to you, it just so happens that His Royal Highness the Prince of the World is currently in a fixed place, and it just so happens that the position of the second leader of my Mawang Mountain is vacant, why don't you stay in my Mawang Mountain?"

Cuo Yuan was a little surprised and said, "You actually know me, be the second master, okay! But ......"

When Fan Jian heard that there was actually a play, he hurriedly asked: "But what, His Royal Highness the Prince of the World just speak!"

Cuo Yuan smiled evilly, pointed at Fan Tong and said, "But I have to kill him!"

Frightened, Fan Tong immediately grabbed Fan Jian's trouser leg and said, "Dad, save me!"

Fan Jian said with some annoyance: "I don't know, this person is my only son, can you change the condition?"

Cuo Yuan smiled and said, "Don't change!"

Fan Jian immediately jumped up and scolded: "Mu Liuxing! Calling you a prince is to give you face, don't you know how to lift, do you know that the emperor Lao'er has rewarded you with a head, a full 100,000 taels of gold, Lao Tzu is a pity to let you stay in Mawang Mountain, let me ask you again, can you change the conditions?"

Cuo Yuan's face became gloomy, and he said, "Okay, then change the conditions, I want the lives of all of you!"

When everyone heard the first half of the sentence, their faces slowed down, and when they heard the second half of the sentence, they jumped like thunder in an instant.

Fan Jian shouted angrily, pulled out the nine-song big knife, and said angrily: "Don't be ashamed of your face, then take your life!"

Then he ordered a few people next to him and Fan Tong at his feet, and said, "I will entangle him from the front, and you will assist from the side!"

Hearing this, Cuo Yuan clapped his hands and said, "Good strategy!"

Then the figure flashed, and the seven-star knife strangely stabbed towards Fan Jian's heart, Fan Jian was alert, and immediately raised the knife to prepare to block, but the expected sound of Jin Ge colliding was not heard, but he heard the sound of "bang" heavy objects falling to the ground, Fan Jian looked down, and instantly his blood surged, his eyes were split, and he shouted: "Tong'er!"

Seeing this scene, the three women on the platform also let out a shout, and a disgusting feeling came to their mouths, and they turned their heads and vomited together.

I saw that Cuo Yuan was just pretending to attack Fan Jian, and seeing that Fan Jian was deceived, he immediately went down with the shadow of the knife and went straight to Fan Tong on the ground, Fan Tong's head was broken by the neck, blood gushed out, and he rolled on the ground a few times, his pupils widened, showing his inner unwillingness.

Cuo Yuan struck a blow, his body retreated sharply, and mocked as he retreated: "Fan Tong, rice bucket, I have to say, the true image of the name!"

The four masters next to him were so frightened that they didn't dare to move, and one of them had almost psychological quality, and his lower body was dribbling and urinating on the ground.

Fan Jian heard this, exerted all his strength, and slashed towards Cuo Yuan, the momentum was heavy, Cuo Yuan did not dare to touch hard, his body kept dodging and sneaking attacks, as flexible as a monkey, so angry that Fan Jian was very mad, a knife kept chopping, but a knife missed, but the underground stones were chopped and sparks were splashed, and the skin of the war bear was also chopped and broken.

Cuo Yuan was dodging, suddenly a knife shadow stabbed at his chest, Cuo Yuan could dodge, a scimitar pierced the clothes on his chest, he pulled away, looked at a man holding a large arc scimitar who suddenly attacked next to him, and smiled coldly.

The man was so frightened by Cuo Yuan's gaze that he retreated again and again, regretting that he shouldn't have made a sneak attack.

Cuo Yuan didn't give him a chance to regret it, his feet kicked the ground hard, his figure flashed sharply, and shot towards the man, Fan Jian immediately wanted to step forward to stop it, but he couldn't catch up with Cuo Yuan's figure at all.

In the blink of an eye, three human heads fell to the ground with a thud, and their eyes were full of fear.

At this point, Fan Jian's team is basically only himself, and of course, the three women who vomited on the platform.

Fan Jian's eyes were like beasts, and he roared angrily: "Little beast, Lao Tzu will kill you today!"

Then he raised his knife and danced in a disorderly manner, shouting as he danced: "Crazy Sword Technique!"

Dozens of knife shadows weaved into a dense net and threw it towards Cuo Yuan, Cuo Yuan hurriedly dodged, but he was still careless, and he stabbed in his left hand, and blood flowed down.

Cuo Yuan was also really angry, and he stepped forward and fought in close quarters, and for a while, the Jin Ge symphony of "ping pong" continued to resound in the main building.

To say that Fan Jian can spend so many years safely in Mawang Mountain, he also has real power, after all, he is a person who has rolled around the sword mountain and the sea of fire a few times, plus he is in the middle realm of the seventh grade, and Cuo Yuan is in the lower realm of the seventh grade, so Fan Jian and Cuo Yuan are also easy to fight.

Although Cuo Yuan killed many people, he always lacked combat experience, and after a while, he was at a disadvantage, gritting his teeth to block, and his mouth was numb, knowing that he couldn't beat it like this, he found a gap, and his body retreated sharply, opening up a distance of four or five zhang.

In a hurry, Cuo Yuan inserted the seven-star knife back into his waist, pinched his handprints, and said word by word: "Soul Piercing Technique!"

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