Chapter Ninety-Four: Fierce Battle in the City Lord's Mansion

"Have you heard? Yesterday, more than 20 people from the peak of the ninth rank of martial artists went to the City Lord's Mansion, and they were all killed, and now those 20 or so heads are still hanging in front of the City Lord's Mansion!"

"Naturally, I heard about it, but the City Lord's Mansion also suffered heavy casualties, you have to know Lu Dao, those major families haven't acted yet?"

"No, although the Soul Condensing Pill is powerful, do they want to directly fall out with the City Lord's Mansion?"

"Hehe, you're stupid, just pretend to be a casual cultivator?"

Wei Hong sat in the inn, listening to the discussions around him, he also gasped, it seems that in the past few days, the fighting in the city mansion has been quite tragic, it seems that this time, he should have no chance, but, no matter what, when the soul condensing pill is successfully refined, he will always have to take a look.

After eating, Wei Hong returned to his room and continued to cultivate, and spent two days in cultivation like this, until the evening of the third day, because there was news from the City Lord's Mansion that the Soul Condensing Pill was about to be baked.

Wei Hong changed into a strong outfit and also walked towards the City Lord's Mansion, at this time, the entire street of Windy City was silent, which formed a strong contrast with the bustling noise a few days ago, and the warriors who could be seen everywhere on the street ran towards the City Lord's Mansion.

When Wei Hong came to the door of the City Lord's Mansion, he also showed a hint of shock, only to see that in front of the City Lord's Mansion, there was already a river of blood, and the City Lord's Mansion was surrounded by groups, fighting for each other, killing the earth-shattering and a scuffle.

At this time, in the City Lord's Mansion, the lights were bright, and everyone was heavily guarded, and in the hall of the City Lord's Mansion, a slightly majestic middle-aged man sat on the main seat, with a trace of murderous intent on his face, it was the City Lord of Wind City, Dong Haofan.

"City Lord, if it goes on like this, I'm afraid we won't be able to resist it, you should quickly take the young lady and leave first!" Below, a man in iron armor covered in blood reported in a low voice.

"Yes, city lord, we stayed and fought with these grandsons. In the hall, another ironclad man said murderously.

Dong Haofan looked at his two loyal subordinates, the killing intent on his face dissipated, a look of relief flashed between his eyebrows, and he said softly: "Wuda, you go and call the young lady out!"

Below, the slightly sturdy man heard Dong Haofan's words, and his face showed a hint of joy, thinking that the city lord was willing to leave, so he hurriedly ran and walked outside, and after Wuda left, Dong Haofan said again to the other ironclad man: "Wu Er, I want to beg you for one thing." ”

"Plop. The man known as Wu Er knelt down heavily on his legs and said loudly: "City Lord, if my brother and I hadn't been taken in by you back then, we would have starved to death on the streets, and today, it is time for the two of us to repay the favor, even if you take the young lady away, we will definitely try to delay the time." ”

Seeing that Wu Er misunderstood what he meant, Dong Haofan also showed a wry smile, and then said: "No, I stayed here, and you and your brother escorted the young lady away." ”

Seeing Wu Er's slightly excited look, Dong Haofan waved his hand to stop him, and said quickly: "The major families haven't done it yet, I have to stay here to sit in town, so that Zi'er has a chance to escape, remember, after you escape, directly find a safe place to live in seclusion, and try to let Zi'er break through to the martial artist level, so that she can shine in the sect competition, and even if Zi'er doesn't break through the martial artist, there will definitely be a sect to choose her." ”

Thinking of his daughter's physique, Dong Haofan's face also showed a hint of pride, and after a while, Wuda came in, followed by a girl in red, without any emotion on her face, it was Dong Haofan's daughter, Dong Zi, even if the City Lord's Mansion fell into a crisis, Zhou Zi's eyes did not fluctuate.

Then, Dong Haofan told Wuda again, not giving Wuda a chance to refuse at all, after speaking, Dong Haofan looked at Dong Zi, and said softly: "Zi'er, in the future, you will have to rely on yourself, this is the Soul Condensing Pill, after you can fully fuse, break through the martial artist, and take it." ”

Saying that, Dong Haofan put a jade box into Dong Zi's hand, Dong Zi's face showed a look of pain, and then, it instantly became cold, and he didn't say anything, and Dong Haofan sighed slightly at this time, only hoping that his daughter would reach the martial artist level, but he changed such a cold aura.

"Boom!"

At this time, only a loud bang was heard, and the gate of the City Lord's Mansion was breached, and Dong Haofan exuded a trace of killing intent all over his body, and said to Wuda Wuer: "Speed up and take Miss away." ”

After speaking, Dong Haofan rushed out of the hall directly, and Wu Da and Wu Er glanced at each other, knelt down heavily towards Dong Haofan, who was leaving, and then stood up directly and escorted Zhou Zi to leave in another direction.

Wei Hong stepped on Ling Bo Bu, and also came to the City Lord's Mansion with the city gate broken, and the moment he marched, suddenly a sharp attack came from the rear, and at the same time, a slightly manic voice sounded: "Get out, I don't know what is dead or alive." ”

Wei Hong's footsteps stopped at this time, and at the same time he turned around violently and punched towards the comer.

"Boom"

The violent collision made Wei Hong unconsciously take a few steps back, and then, looking at the person who was attacking, a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth, and he said with a slight mockery: "In Windy City, Xu Dashao is still the same!"

It was a little dark just now, and Xu Han didn't see the person in front of him clearly at all, but at this time, when he saw that it was Wei Hong, Xu Han's face showed a trace of killing intent, and he was about to kill him, this time, it was a coincidence.

"Boy, die. Xu Han smashed towards Wei Hong with a palm, and at the same time, a trace of hideous color appeared on his face.

"Barbarian King Fist. ”

Wei Hong snorted lightly, didn't dodge at all, and directly attacked with Xu Han.

"Bang!"

Violent collision, however, Wei Hong did not fall behind, the strength of his current fists can be said to be completely superior to Xu Han, at this time Wei Hong punched more than one punch, directly forcing Xu Han to retreat step by step.

Xu Han's heart was also hit with anger at this time, and he took a few steps back again, a purple light flashed in his eyes, the blue tendons on his face were exposed, he looked at Wei Hong with a slight gloom, and said softly: "Purple qi is coming from the east." ”

As soon as the words fell, I could see that Xu Han's fists were emitting purple light, and they smashed directly towards Wei Hong, but Wei Hong felt a trace of danger from this punch, and he directly pulled out the overlord knife and shouted lightly: "Magic Sword Technique." ”

As Wei Hong's voice fell, a knife slashed directly at Xu Han, and the knife qi collided with Xu Han's fist, only to see that the purple color showed no signs of dissipation, but instead, Wei Hong's knife qi was directly dispersed.

At this time, Xu Han's face showed a hint of mockery, and he slammed on the ground, instantly accelerating towards Wei Hong.