As soon as they thought that the two Jindan martial artists who could be called stepping into the path of immortality were going to fight to the death here, the onlookers couldn't help but feel excited.

If you can watch this battle, you have no regrets in this life!

Just when the two of them locked each other's souls, and the second unending attack was about to start, a terrible scream sounded in the Yun family's compound behind Huang Fuqi!

"Ah~"

The sound cracked through the clouds, and the tragic state of extreme horror and pain came to an abrupt end after three or four seconds!

Yun Huateng's face changed!

"Huang Fuqi, you don't even have a bet, why should you do it with my junior brother? If you lose, I'll see where you come from, and then conjure up a cloud into the wind! ”

The sound seemed to rise from hell, and the coldness in it made people shiver.

In the noise, a slender figure, wrapped in a black robe, walked with a straight upper body, just a head in his hand, and blood dripping all the way down!

"Du Rong! Do you dare to sneak into my Yun family and kill people? ”

Yun Huateng's incomparable anger! Everyone knew that among the three disciples of the Mad King, Du Rong was notoriously ruthless and murderous, but he didn't expect that he wouldn't even have a little rules and face for his Yun family!

"Yun Huateng, do you dare to deceive me as a mad king? Believe it or not, as long as the junior brother entangles that Huang Fuqi for ten breaths, I, Du Rong, will dare to take off your head! ”

"Tell me the rules? The sword in my Du Rong's hand is the rule! If you bow your head and admit your mistakes today, you will be fine, if you dare to resist, I, Du Rong, will not only kill him Yun Chengfeng! You Yun family, young and old, I will not let go of any of them! ”

Du Rong threw the bloody head in his hand in front of Yun Huateng and laughed horribly.

There are no rules, no reasons, no leeway. This is Du Rong!

Under the Mad Throne, the original three disciples, Yuan Jie is generous, Qiao Yu is prodigal, and Du Rong is ruthless!

The entire Northern Capital knows that Du Rong is a knife in Feng Yu's hands! He never cared about any consequences, he just killed! All the messes, naturally, Master Feng Yu helped him clean up.

The Zhao family and the Hua family both rose to retreat.

The mountain dust storm killed people, and he actually resisted the Jindan Martial Master Huang Fuqi head-on without falling behind. Yuan Jie was furious, took three hundred phantoms, and the blade was unsheathed. Du Rong ignored the overall situation, went deep into the Yun family, and killed Yun Chengfeng!

Who's backing them? If Feng Yu wasn't in the Northern Capital, would they have the guts?

Looking at it now, although Huang Fuqi broke into the realm of Jindan, there is still a difference between him and Feng Yu. Now he is not even sure to kill the mountain dust. Perhaps, they were in too much of a hurry. Huang Fuqi still needs time to explore the wonders of the Jindan Realm.

But this retreat can't just bow your head and walk away.

Everything is faceless. Now the people of the Mad King's vein have done everything perfectly, if they can't fight back with one and a half moves, this northern capital can't stay!

"Okay, well, my Northern Capital Hao clan and the Mad King have always been well water and not river water. But today, your brothers and sisters are killing people, if I Yun Huateng just endures it like this, how can I still lead the family? ”

"Yuan Jie! Draw out the way, whether it is an all-out war, a scuffle, or a competition and gambling, you decide! I'm a wealthy family in the northern capital, and I'm in love with you! This Huatian Kingdom was defeated by our ancestors in the troubled times, and it is not your turn to say the power of the ancient martial world! ”

As soon as Yun Huateng opened his mouth, he put the position of the battle between the Huatian Kingdom and the ancient martial world, which was ready to use the national righteousness to force the mad king.

In any case, the Mad King Feng Yu is a person from the Xunfeng Gate of the Ancient Martial World, and no one can argue with this.

Even if the Mad King has been operating in the Northern Capital for decades, it is reasonable that the Hao clan of the Northern Capital does not recognize him as a member of the Huatian Kingdom.

This war can't be a personal grudge between the Yun family and the Mad King, only when it is involved in the entire Huatian Kingdom, can they transfer the three major field armies into Beijing and suppress them bloodily!

"Yun Chengfeng attacked and killed Senior Brother Shanchen, and was killed by my second junior brother, it is also a matter of course! Why, the Yun family mainly used this excuse to suppress my mad king lineage? Do you deserve to be the home of the wealthy family of the Northern Capital? The head of the Hua family and the head of the Zhao family, you also think the same way? ”

Yuan Jie's face sank.

The reaction of the Hao clan in the northern capital was within his consideration, but he knew that without the three major field armies entering Beijing, his four major families did not have the strength to crush them. If you insist on going to war, you can only lose the situation.

The reason for this is that today's mountain dust made a move, and he carried Huang Fuqi alive, which affected the overall situation.

In the melee, no one can control the dead and wounded, and a mistake is the result of a river of blood.

Gambling war, Huangfu Qi can't suppress the mountain dust, and the mad king has no reason to admit it!

Zhao Zuodong and Hua Lingsheng quickly glanced at each other, this battle is unavoidable, but it can be melee, it is never advisable! In this northern capital, there are people who are waiting for their wealthy families in the northern capital, and they are fighting with the mad king to break the net, so that they can reap the benefits of the fisherman.

"It's not a gentleman's work to bring civilians to the hands of the people! Bet on the war! It's just such a big thing, the mad king doesn't come forward, I can't say it, just a few of you juniors, how can you represent the mad king's lineage? ”

Seven days later, the two sides held talks and decided on the gambling war. We hope that the Mad King will be there. The heads of our northern capital wealthy families were also present. How is it? ”

Zhao Zuodong bit the mad king and didn't give up, still wanting to explore the bottom of Feng Yu at this time.

"Talks? Such a lively thing, I, the Shilin Party, want to join in the fun, how about it? ”

When the voice started, it was still far away, but after the sentence was finished, there were already two more figures in the middle of the two sides of the confrontation.

Wu Qinglong held Liu Zhongyuan's wrist with one hand and floated over.

"Liu Zhongyuan? Your Shilin Party is the remnant of the former dynasty that my Hua Heavenly Kingdom attacked, and you dare to openly come forward here? Aren't you afraid that the martial artists of my northern capital will join forces to attack and kill? ”

Yun Huateng's face changed, his voice was hideous, and he almost gritted his teeth and asked.

The Shilin Party has developed rapidly in recent decades, and it is a well-known fact in the northern capital. But Hua Tianguo's wanted Shilin Party members are still there, and they have never stood in front of everyone in a grand manner.

What's going on?

It seems that the chaos in the northern capital is inevitable!

"The Green Forest Party is just a thief of the country! Now that you say this, I'm afraid you don't even believe yourself, right? I, Liu Zhongyuan, as the head of the Wen Pavilion, will leave my words here today: Your four major families are tyrannical and fierce, and they still touch the anger of the public. I, the Shilin Party, from today onwards, will occupy a place in this northern capital! ”

Liu Zhongyuan smiled disdainfully, stretched out his hand and pointed at Yun Huateng, and talked eloquently.

"Four hundred years ago, your Green Forest Party stole the country in troubled times, and today, it is a troubled time again! The three major field armies have never entered Beijing, so you'd better be a little more restrained. Otherwise, I will do it, but the chicken and dog will not stay! ”

Liu Zhongyuan's tone gradually became cold, and he glanced at Wu Qinglong on his side.

Wu Qinglong's arms suddenly opened, the strength of his body swelled, his blood surged, and he shouted: "Drink!" ”

Like a thunderbolt, it resounded between heaven and earth, and in the void, the spirit rolled, spreading in all directions.

Dripping water into the sea, it can not only blow up the Dan force, but also use it as a fighting force, as a divine soul impact, it is also invincible!

At this moment, except for a few people such as Huang Fuqi, Lin Ruochen, and Yuan Jie, who could hold on, most of the martial artists were dizzy and almost unstable on their feet.

The master of Jindan Dacheng!

At this time, people paid attention to Wu Qinglong. This old man, who looks harmless to humans and animals, is a peak master who can be compared to Mad King Feng Yu and Qianlong Yu Shuanglong!

Such a Jindan martial artist is definitely different from Huangfu Qi, who has just stepped into the Jindan realm. This is a master who has practiced for many years on the path of immortality, hand-to-hand combat martial arts, and divine soul cultivation techniques, all of which are integrated!

The Shilin Party, silently, has reached such a point.

"How? The rules of Huatianguo, stepping into Jindan Avenue, can naturally be called a hero. Now in the Northern Capital, the Mad King lineage, the Northern Capital Hao Clan, and our Shilin Party all have Jindan masters, plus the Shanchen Brothers, they are the Quartet forces! If you want talks, it is naturally a four-party meeting! ”

Liu Zhongyuan laughed, his voice was clear and high-pitched.

Showing the master of Jindan, shocking everyone, and quickly picking the mountain dust out of the mad king's vein, making it into a vein, this is what Liu Zhongyuan really wants to do.

If the Shilin Party wants to truly cooperate with Shanchen, Shanchen can't be a vassal of the Mad King's lineage.

"He's going to break away from the mad king's lineage and set himself up as a king?"

Hua Lingsheng said with a sneer. He didn't care about one or two more forces. If we really want to fight, as long as the three major field armies enter Beijing, all these forces will be nothing more than floating clouds.

If Shanchen really broke away from the Mad King, maybe it would be an opportunity for the four major families.

There are no eternal enemies, only eternal interests.

If Shanchen and the Mad King didn't follow the same path, then they might not be able to become friends with their Northern Capital Hao clan. The interests are just in the hands of their northern capital Hao clan after all.

It's just that Hua Lingsheng thinks that this Liu Zhongyuan is obviously suspected of provoking, Yuan Jie and Shanchen will definitely not be in this kind of scene, brother Ni Wall.

"Mr. Liu has a point. Senior Brother Shanchen came to the Northern Capital, and the master asked him to set up another mansion, naturally he already had the strength to take charge of the party independently! Today's battle between Senior Brother Shanchen and Huangfu Qi also proved like everyone that he has the strength of a Jindan martial artist. From today on, the mountain dust has broken away from the mad king's vein and become a different one. ”

Yuan Jie looked up to the sky and smiled, and actually decided on this matter, obviously he had already obtained the permission of the Mad King.

"In that case, we'll see you in seven days! But a few of the leaders of the Green Forest Party, don't blame me for not reminding me, your current strength seems to be a little insufficient! When the time comes, don't let the people in my martial arts pavilion see the jokes. ”

Liu Zhongyuan laughed, turned around and left.

The matter has come to this point, and no one has mentioned the thirty or forty people who died just now.

The tide rises and falls, and there are always some fish, shrimp, shellfish and crabs, left on the beach. And the meaning of struggle is not to let yourself or your own people become such an existence!

The crowd gradually dispersed, today's news is too exciting, and many forces want to reconsider their right to live, will they disappear in this battle.

Du Rong and Lin Ruochen nodded and did not speak. Even if he laughs, it makes people feel chilled for some reason. This may be an occupational disease brought about by his long-term engagement in sneak attacks and assassinations.

However, Lin Ruochen's soul is strong, and he can feel the warmth in his coldness.

The three disciples of the Mad King's lineage really treated him Lin Ruochen as his own junior brother.