"What to do, what to do, how is this good?"

Xiao Rong, the old housekeeper of the Zhenxi Palace, stepped forward: "Lord, is that Yan Fei really so terrifying?

The King of Zhenxi took people to the main altar of the Ten Thousand Saints Dan League, and Xiao Rong was obviously not present to say this.

Xiao Dingtian glanced at Xiao Rong: "Hey, as early as the beginning, this king didn't believe it. But today, this surnamed Yan has gone crazy, and he can do everything. ”

"Lord Wang, there should be a reason for everything, right?"

Hearing this, Xiao Dingtian's eyes lit up. "Reason, reason, yes, where are the Zhuge Changtian people, quickly, send someone to find out the two old things Zhuge Changtian and Zhuge Changkong to this king, this matter is because of them, these two old things have run away, if it weren't for them to report to this king, how would this king know that the surname Yan came to Wushuang

City. ”

Everyone present could see that this time, Xiao Dingtian, the king of Zhenxi, was really afraid.

Everyone knows that Yan Fei fought the Xiao family three times, causing heavy casualties to the Xiao family, and the soldiers were defeated, even Xiao Dingtian's younger brothers also died in Yan Fei's hands.

Zhuge Changtian reported to you, why is there anything wrong?

By now, they all understood that if at the last moment, in order to save his life, Xiao Dingtian would definitely blame everything on the Zhuge Changtian brothers.

After a few breaths, Xiao Dingtian looked at the only remaining Martial God Realm powerhouse beside him with a pleading gaze.

"Brother Guo, right now, I'm afraid that only you can stop that Yan Fei, this king, can only rely on you. ”

This person's surname is Guo, his name is Zhenhui, he is eighty-eight years old, he is a pure martial arts cultivator, his realm is higher than the previous Lei Ming Zhenren, and he has reached the middle stage of the martial god realm.

Moreover, as a martial cultivator, his combat power is also stronger.

With a sword.

It is rumored that he is the brother of the Western Emperor Sword Saint Duan Wuyabai, who was originally also practicing in Bixiao Sword Pavilion, but later claimed that he didn't like to be restricted by the rules of the door and liked to travel the world, so he left Bixiao Sword Pavilion.

In fact, he was invited by Xiao Dingtian to be a senior guest.

To put it bluntly, he is the first guard by his side.

The benefits are naturally much more than when he was in Bixiao Sword Pavilion, the cultivation resources are inexhaustible, and all the good things must come first.

Facing Xiao Dingtian's pleading eyes and eyes, Guo Zhenhui nodded.

"Well, please rest assured, I will guard the gate of the mansion and do my best to protect the safety of the prince. ”

Hearing this, Xiao Dingtian hurriedly nodded: "Okay, okay, if Guo Lao needs anything, just say it, come here, gather the crossbowmen, and ...... the guards."

Before the words fell, Guo Zhenhui waved his hand and said: "No need, the strength of the surname Yan is quite strong, and fighting with him, these so-called crossbowmen are useless." ”

"That ......"

According to the old man's observation, that Yan Fei was hit by the thunder of the thundering real person, and he must have been injured, and the old man should be able to stop him, but the old man is worried that the two women around him have not made a move. ”

Xiao Dingtian's attention has always been on Yan Fei, and he has long ignored Duan Ruyan and Yuwen Xuerou.

"What, what, could it be that those two young women are also masters?"

"Hmph, how could ordinary people follow the surnamed Yan's side, the old man can feel that there is a strong beast breath surging on the bodies of these two people, but I am afraid that it will not be easy to deal with once I start to do it, so the prince still has to prepare. ”

"This ......" Xiao Dingtian's face became tense again.

He looked around the main hall, and there were only a few dozen people left.

"Ladies and gentlemen, this king depends on you. ”

Everyone gave up their hands, but they didn't speak, which was a tacit acquiescence.

"Report, no, it's not good, that Yan Fei is walking along the gate of the palace, and thousands of palace guards have retreated to the palace. ”

Xiao Dingtian trembled again, and hurriedly looked at Guo Zhenhui.

But he saw that Guo Zhenhui shook his hand and took out a long sword full of brilliance, and then his figure flashed, and the person was already in the main hall.

"Old man, just go and meet this bloodthirsty madman for a while. ”

In the main hall, only Guo Zhenhui's old and deep voice remained.

......

The gate of the Zhenxi Wangfu is extremely magnificent, several red pillars are coiled with dragons and phoenixes, and there are eight stone lions under the blue jade stone steps in front of the door, and this gate alone is several zhang wide.

At this moment, the guards had retreated to the door.

The streets and alleys were full of people, and the air, and even the houses and walls on both sides were already full of guards.

Yan Fei's footsteps have always been very natural, neither fast nor slow, and he came to the gate of the palace in a leisurely manner.

At a glance, I couldn't help but praise in my heart: "This Zhenxi King is really particular about pomp, for decades, you have enjoyed a lot of happiness, but today, you are the end." ”

Duan Ruyan glanced at the crowd around him, and said slightly angrily: "I said you people, are you interesting? If you want to go up, come up, divide yourself into life and death, otherwise what should you do, why should you go, escort us to the palace all the way, and if you don't leave, why do you want to get some reward?"

Yan Fei put his hands behind his back, and with a movement of his mind, the five-element flying sword that flew around returned to the sky above him.

The five flying swords took on five colors, floating peacefully, as if each sword had its own soul.

"Brother Yan, shall we go in?" After a few breaths, Yuwen Xuerou glanced at Yan Fei and asked.

"There's no hurry. ”

As soon as the words fell, suddenly, the five flying swords above Yan Fei's head trembled, and the sword body trembled slightly, emitting bursts of mournful sounds.

Buzz!

A strong aura poured out from inside the gate of the palace.

Yan Fei couldn't help frowning slightly, and Duan Ruyan and Yuwen Xuerou were also taken aback.

"Brother Yan, the person who came is not good, the owner of this breath is probably stronger than the one who controls the power of thunder and lightning. ”

Duan Ruyan groaned, "That's right, you have to be careful. You don't have to do everything, and Cheryl and I are not decorations. ”

As he spoke, a figure flickered.

In a flicker, the person had already arrived in front of Yan Fei, obviously, Guo Zhenhui also showed his hand a little, which was regarded as giving Yan Fei a dismount.

This speed is indeed fast enough.

Yan Fei estimated that he was afraid that the speed of his own Streamer Shadowless Sword would be comparable.

The person who came stood still, Yan Fei took a look, and had the impression that when he killed the Thundering Real Man, this person was standing next to Xiao Dingtian, presumably this person's strength was not under the Thundering Real Person.

For a while, neither of them spoke, looking at each other. After a few breaths, Guo Zhenhui waved the long sword in his hand, held it horizontally in front of him, and took the lead in speaking: "Yan Fei Xiaoyou, you have to be forgiving and forgiving, you have tasted the sweetness today, so there is no need to be aggressive, right?"