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Fortunately, Yan Jinglei also knew that although he had been promoted to the Martial Emperor, the Ruijin Sect was not enough after all, and he couldn't afford to offend these sects for the time being, so he didn't put his posture very high, but was very pleasant.

In this case, the atmosphere at the banquet was very harmonious, everyone was staggered, laughing and laughing, a lively and harmonious scene.

Due to the large number of guests who come to congratulate every day, Ruijinmen directly set up a banquet on the square in front of the main hall, and only enough guests are qualified to enter the main hall.

Yan Jinglei sat on the main seat of the main hall, chatting and laughing with several important guests, while looking at the lively scene in the square outside the main hall, he couldn't help but be complacent, as if he had seen the bright prospect of Ruijinmen under his leadership, soaring and developing into the kind of force of the Thunderbolt Gate.

As for the scale of the three major forces of the Lianyun Mountain Range, Yan Jinglei would not dare to think of it, unless, one day, he can successfully advance to the realm of Wuzun, but this seems to be equally unthinkable.

"Bang!"

Yan Jinglei, who was still immersed in a beautiful vision, was suddenly awakened by a loud noise, and when he looked out, it was a disciple in his own door, who was directly blown in from outside the square, and smashed heavily on a table of banquets, making a mess.

"What's going on?" Yan roared, this kind of thing happened at his celebratory banquet, which made him feel very shameless.

"Yan Jinglei, after the deceased, came to collect debts!"

In the middle of the words, everyone in the square, including the main hall, saw the figure flickering, and in the middle of the square, eight vigorous figures had already appeared.

Six men and two women, a total of eight people, all of them are in good spirits and have a calm breath, although they are not very old, but when they go there, each of them is Yuanyu Yuezhi, and their bearing is extraordinary.

"I don't know where you are sacred, what advice do you have for coming to my Ruijin Gate?" Yan Jinglei suppressed his anger, stood up and clasped his fists in salute.

It's not that he is so good-looking, but with his eyes, he can naturally see that each of these eight young men and women is a martial king cultivator.

The eight Martial King powerhouses! And they are all so young, almost all of them are around twenty years old, the oldest one is not more than thirty years old, and the younger one looks to be only eighteen or nineteen years old.

Being able to cultivate so many such young Martial King powerhouses, apart from the three major forces of the Lianyun Mountain Range, Yan Jinglei really couldn't imagine that there was any other sect that could do this.

However, how could a small Ruijinmen provoke the three major forces? Who has such great courage?

"Yan Jinglei, do you still recognize me?" Among the eight people, a young man in his twenties stepped forward and shouted with a halberd.

"Your Excellency is ......" Yan Jinglei looked at the young man in front of him who showed a strong hatred, and had a sense of déjà vu, but he couldn't remember who it was.

"Old dog Yan, don't you remember Luo Chongshan back then?" Luo Ruifeng was full of hatred, and scolded directly.

"Luo Chongshan?!" Yan was shocked like a lightning strike, and his figure flashed out of the main hall and came to the square.

Looking at Luo Ruifeng, who was vaguely familiar between his eyebrows and eyes, Yan exclaimed: "Are you, are you Xiaofengzi......?"

"It should have been buried in the flames, right?" Luo Ruifeng's eyes erupted with raging anger, and he shouted loudly: "But the sky has eyes, leaving my life behind, just for today, to avenge the thirty-seven unjust souls of my Luo family!"

There were bursts of discussion in the square and in the main hall, and the people present were all nearby sects and sects, Luo Chongshan, the master of the Ruijin Gate, was wiped out in a small tide of demonic beasts, and then Yan Jinglei took over the position of the master of the Ruijin Gate, and everyone present knew it.

To be honest, many people were suspicious of what happened back then, how could a small beast tide not cause much damage to Ruijinmen, but let the family of the door master die, and not even a single living mouth was left?

This in itself is extremely abnormal!

It's just that there is no evidence, and secondly, there is no voice of doubt inside Ruijinmen, as an outsider, everyone is at most talking about it, and after a long time, it will gradually fade away.

But looking at today's situation, there is really something else hidden in the events of the past!

Hearing the voices of discussion around him, Yan Jinglei's face turned pale, since the moment he recognized Luo Ruifeng, he knew that today's things were definitely not good.

"Everyone, ......" Yan Jinglei clenched his fists and looked around, and said loudly: "Everyone came to Ruijinmen to congratulate me, Yan is deeply grateful, but today there are evil guests in Ruijinmen, but it makes you laugh." ”

"Please let go of the two sides for the time being, and wait for me to solve this gang of evil guests, and then have a good time with you, of course, if you are willing to contribute to Ruijinmen, I will be grateful afterwards. ”

Yan Jinglei really deserves to be a treacherous and cunning, knowing that today's things can't be good, but he is afraid of the forces behind Luo Ruifeng and others, so he wants to pull down all the big and small sects present and wade into this troubled water together.

What he said is good, and he will be grateful for helping him, but in fact, the reverse means very clearly, if he doesn't help him, he will inevitably be troubled by him in the future.

Facing the threat of a martial emperor powerhouse, Hongguoguo, the sects present really hesitated, the rights and wrongs of this matter are not said for the time being, the most important thing in front of us is the problem of standing in line, once you stand on the wrong team, but there is a danger of sect destruction at every turn.

Standing on Yan Jinglei's side, since the other party dares to come to the door openly, he must also have a certain degree of certainty, in case Yan Jinglei loses, they will become the funeral companions.

Stand on the other party's side, not to mention that it has nothing to do with the other party's ignorance or ignorance, just the consequences of offending Yan Jinglei, a Martial Emperor powerhouse, are already something they can't afford, after all, Luo Ruifeng They don't have a Martial Emperor powerhouse in charge, who dares to guarantee that they can win?

So after consideration, it seems that Yan Jinglei has a better chance of winning, and many people have begun to gradually move closer to Yan Jinglei's direction.

Looking at the situation in front of him, the corners of Yan Jinglei's mouth hooked up an imperceptible smile: There are enough heads or elders of more than 20 sects here, no matter what hole cards these young people have, they can't offend all these 20 or so sects, right?

"I've never seen such a shameless Martial Emperor!"

Long Tian glanced at his lips with disdain, and suddenly said loudly: "We are eight brothers, we are the inner disciples of the Yuanwu Academy and the Beast Control Sect, today's matter is our personal grudge with Yan Jinglei, no one who has nothing to do with it should not interfere, my brothers are grateful." ”