This is a well-decorated lobby, with a floor of Hailan stone, citrine wood furniture, and several pots of pruned spirit trees and potted plants that look like works of art are placed on the table, and the escaping atmosphere makes the whole lobby full of a refreshing smell.

At this time, there were a total of four people sitting in the lobby, a middle-aged martial artist, with thick eyebrows flying obliquely, silent, but imposing. The other three were two men and one woman, one of whom was a young man with a bunched hair and eagle-nosed harrier eyes, which looked extremely aggressive.

"Captain Zhu, drink tea. This is a Lingyin tea extracted from the Eagle Sorrow Stream, which can improve qi and blood and soothe the meridians. The woman in the blue water dress spoke softly, and the smile on her face was like a lotus flower.

"Thank you. The man who was made Captain Zhu was a heroic young man, he was noncommittal to the woman's words, and did not pick up the Lingyin tea on the table, which was worth 10,000 gold, but looked at the roof with a faint gaze, as if there was something attractive on it.

Seeing Captain Zhu like this, the woman in the blue water dress stiffened, and a cold glint flashed in her eyes, but in an instant, she returned to nature and smiled again.

And the young man with eagle nose and harrier eyes didn't have such a good cultivation as a woman in a blue water long skirt, I saw him slam the table, his eyes were cold, and his tone was like a long river of ice, "Zhu Zhijie, don't be embarrassed!"

"Rong Fan, you try it again. Zhu Zhijie's voice was calm, but in this peace, it seemed to be mixed with thunder, which was intimidating.

In fact, at this time, Zhu Zhijie's heart was full of anxiety, according to his original intention, he didn't want to waste his tongue with these fools of the Rong family. But since he stepped into Qingyang City, he couldn't barely deal with some forces in Qingyang City. Although the three major war groups are not used to the Rong family, they have to rely on the Rong family in some places, in short, the relationship is very chaotic.

Zhu Zhijie's formation of the Longxiang Camp involved redundant and complicated aspects, some of which involved the Rong family, and he had no choice but to visit the Rong family with nausea.

The middle-aged martial artist sitting on the top seat is Rong Feng, the second elder of the Rong family, who is in charge of the business of the Rong family. The young man with eagle nose and harrier eyes is Rong Fan, the young generation of the Rong family in addition to the seven sons of the main line, and he is only twenty years old in the early stage of enlightenment. And the woman in the blue water long skirt, Rong Han, the eighth woman who threatened to abolish Mu Sen's few people.

That's right, it's Ba Po, Xiao Sen's words have always been accurate. Zhu Zhijie squinted his eyes slightly, and glanced at Rong Han who was smiling again, and the cold light that flashed by Rong Han just now was seen in his eyes without leakage.

Phew, scheming.

"Hmph, that means you don't have a shame!" Rong Fan obviously didn't put Zhu Zhijie in his eyes, and continued to say coldly. In his opinion, Zhu Zhijie is just a guy who has taken shit luck, Longxiang Battalion? Hehe, this kind of newly built camp will not be comparable to the Rong family's heritage even after a hundred years.

"Good, good. Zhu Zhijie said lightly.

"What can you do?"

The corners of Rong Fan's mouth showed sarcasm, and he said in a disdainful tone. But before the words fell, suddenly the air shook, and an extremely sharp attack rolled, roaring towards Rong Fan.

"You dare!" Rong Fan was furious, he didn't expect Zhu Zhijie to be so unscrupulous, and he would do it when he said in Rong's mansion.

"Why don't you dare!" Zhu Zhijie's voice was clear, mixed with an incomparable pride. The aura on his body is like a high mountain, majestic and inviolable. Although the Rong Mansion is big, how can it be able to defeat the Baiyang War Regiment? It's just to teach Rong Fan a lesson, and the Rong Mansion really dares to bully the small with the big?

Rong Fan's face was pale, he got up suddenly, and with a grip of both hands, a snow-white spear suddenly appeared, and the spear was densely covered with patterned talismans, and the aura of rigidity instantly filled the hall.

"Enough. Just when Zhu Zhijie and Rong Fan were about to meet each other, a threatening voice suddenly sounded.

Rongfeng!

This second elder, who had not moved since Rong Fan spoke up, had his long sleeves curled up slightly at this time, and then the rolling spiritual power that had originally densely filled the hall disappeared in an instant like summer snow melting.

"Second Elder!" Seeing Rong Feng make a move, Rong Fan called out a little puzzled.

"Sit down. Rong Feng glared at Rong Fan, and then said undoubtedly.

"Second Elder, why? A kid who has just joined the Baiyang War Group dares to make a move in the Rong family, where is the dignity of our Rong family? Last time, Mu Sen's miscellaneous beat Rong Han, you let us endure it, and let us endure it today. I can't bear it, I'm going to abolish him, and then let Mu Sen and them live rather than die!" Rong Fan's eyes were red at this time, and he said with a stiff neck.

Since Rong Han was broken by Mu Sen's legs, Rong Fan couldn't hold his head up in front of his friends, and he was angry to take revenge, but he was explicitly forbidden by the second elder. Rong Fan didn't understand very much, the grievances of the younger generation should be resolved by the younger generation, what was wrong with going to them for their bad luck? Could it be that Qingyang Academy would start a war with the Rong family for this reason? What's more, if the Terran War Alliance didn't speak, what would it do to start a war?

"Who do you say? Who do you make life worse than death?" Rong Feng just wanted to open his mouth, and an extremely violent voice exploded violently, like the thunder of the Nine Heavens, deafening.

At this time, Zhu Zhijie's eyes widened, and one after another killing machines that had been condensed into substance were wrapped around him, and the original finely made citrine wood tables and chairs around him were full of cracks at this time, and the cracks continued to expand, and in an instant, the sawdust flew and fell to the ground.

"Of course, I mean that Mu Sen's miscellaneous pieces! My Rong family is just a restaurant that clears the scene, and gives compensation. He didn't know what to do, and broke Rong Ming and Rong Han's legs in front of so many people. I haven't found a chance now, and if I find an opportunity, I will make him beg for death!" Rong Fan's eyes were full of resentment, as if Mu Sen had robbed him of his lollipop.

"What, are you quite concerned about this matter?" Rong Fan rolled his eyes, and then looked at Zhu Zhijie and said indifferently. "Oh, I almost forgot, you are also from the Baicui Nine Team, and you want to give such a miscellaneous platform?"

Looking at Rong Fan, who was a little crazy, Zhu Zhijie sighed in his heart. Alas, Komori is right, there is never a shortage of fools in this world, they think that everything they do is right, and no matter what others do, as long as they contradict them, it is a great crime. Hehe, is it really your house that is wild?

"No one can insult Komori in front of me. Zhu Zhijie spoke, his eyes full of ice. If he didn't have Mu Sen's art of war, then his military dream would definitely be old, and he could only occasionally crisscross the Jin Ge Iron Horse in his dreams.

People, we must know how to be grateful.

"What if I insult me?" Rong Fan disdained.

"Then die!" There was a long sword that pierced the void and set off waves, and the cold chill burst out and swept towards Rong Fan.

Before the disdain on his face dissipated, Rong Fan felt a sense of suffocation rushing towards him, just like a mountain falling and the ocean rolling upside down. He was startled at first, his eyes were full of disbelief, this madman really wanted to put himself to death! How dare he? Wasn't he afraid of the Rong family's fierce revenge? When the time came, the White Yang War Regiment would not be able to protect him!

But the killing intent to cut through the skin had already made Rong Fan have no time to think about it, he let out a loud shout, and then the spear that had not yet been put away suddenly shone brightly, stabbing towards the whistling sword.

Bang!

Zhu Zhijie's cold iron sword and Rong Fan's snow-white spear collided fiercely, like a hundred drums beating, and a huge sound resounded throughout the Rong family. Many of the Rong family's guards changed their faces drastically, and one by one they were murderous, galloping towards the lobby.

"You're dead!" Rong Fan resisted Zhu Zhijie's sudden long sword, and his eyes showed a bloodthirsty cold light. Since Zhu Zhijie dared to show his murderous intentions first, don't blame him for being ruthless. Of course, he won't kill Zhu Zhijie directly, after all, he has to save some face for the Baiyang War Group, and just abolish the cultivation.

"Really?" Zhu Zhijie drank coldly.

A sense of uneasiness suddenly rose in Rong Fan's heart, but before he could react, the cold iron long sword that was originally facing off against the snow-white spear suddenly let out a long groan, like a dragon roaring and a tiger roaring. Then the long sword trembled, and it separated a short dagger with a body like jade, and then this short dagger of spiritual power struck at Rong Fan in his terrified gaze.

The spiritual power dagger soared at extreme speed, but in the blink of an eye, it rushed to Rong Fan. Rong Fan's eyes were terrified at this time, cold sweat flowed from his back, and the breath of death made him freeze and couldn't move.

"Stop!" Just when Rong Fan was already desperate, a figure appeared in front of him, this figure raised his left hand lightly, and its five fingers were like gold and jade, exuding a faint light. In Rong Fan's surprised gaze, the index finger and middle finger of his left hand moved slightly, gently clamping the whistling spiritual power dagger. The originally irascible short dagger of spiritual power, under the suppression of two fingers, gradually dissipated its brilliance, and its spiritual power disappeared until it became invisible.

"Second Elder!" Rong Fan breathed a long sigh of relief, and it was Rong Feng who stood in front of him.

At this time, Rong Feng's eyes were pressing, staring at Zhu Zhijie tightly, as if he wanted to see through the young man in front of him. From Zhu Zhijie's sudden murderous attack, to Rong Fan's danger, and then to his shot that was nothing but a calcium carbide spark, it was just a blink of an eye. He didn't expect the situation to develop to this point, and he didn't care too much about Zhu Zhijie when he made a move, after all, Rong Fan's cultivation was there.

Under the domination of this thought, he did not stop Zhu Zhijie at the first time. But God seems to like the jokes of the Kairong family recently, and it is unbelievable that a late stage of foundation building actually forced a person in the early stage of Kaiguang into a corner in an instant. Rong Feng suddenly felt that the Rong family still didn't pay enough attention to the three battalions and one regiment, although the Rong family was shocked by the tacit cooperation of the Baicui Nine Team in the past, but their cultivation couldn't be on the table after all, a group of condensation periods, foundation building periods, even if they jumped again, how powerful could they be?

However, what if this group of condensation and foundation building period also had the talent shown by Zhu Zhijie? With just one breath, he crossed the threshold of foundation building and enlightenment, and knocked a martial artist who was a first-class martial artist with all martial arts weapons to the ground. If they are allowed to grow, who can guarantee that they will not have the strength to threaten the Rong family in the short term?

Don't slack off, Rong Feng said secretly in his heart. The contempt that originally arose due to Zhu Zhijie's youth also disappeared without a trace in the hundreds of turns of the brain.

"How daring!" But just when Rongfeng was ready to appease and resolve the current contradictions. A sword light suddenly appeared in the lobby like a silver bottle. Rong Feng was stunned for a moment, and then roared angrily, he didn't expect Zhu Zhijie to dare to make a move, is this not taking Rong Fan's life and vowing not to give up?

Hearing Rong Feng's roar, Zhu Zhijie showed mockery, and the spare iron sword he had just taken out was simple and elegant. It's just that the cold light on the blade is like moonlight and snow-white, which is chilling through people's hearts. "I've always had a lot of guts!"

The iron sword was vigorous, stabbing at Rong Fan with a tricky trajectory, and the sword qi cut a dark gap in the air visible to the naked eye.

Rong Feng's face became extremely pale, a teenager didn't take himself into account at all, and he wanted to kill the Rong family's descendants in front of him, which was really bold.

"Today, I will teach you a lesson for General Ming Rong!" Rong Feng's eyes closed slightly, and there was a cold light flickering in them.

"Hmph, explode for me!" Just as Rong Feng was about to make a move, the spare iron sword exploded suddenly, like a meteor shower, and the scattered sword fragments shot out in all directions, and the already damaged lobby was even more in a mess at this time.

"It's been many years, and no one dares to go wild in the Rong family. At this time, Rong Feng's face was neither sad nor joyful, and his tone was indifferent, as if he was saying something that didn't care about his own body.

"Oh, I'm honored. Zhu Zhijie bent down to pick up the long sword that fell to the ground in the face of Rong Fan's spear, and then said casually. Although he didn't know why Rong Feng didn't stop the scattered sword pieces just now, he understood that this matter could no longer be good. Of course, he didn't plan to be good.

Rong Feng looked at Zhu Zhijie quietly, and there was no momentum flowing out of his body. Rong Fan and Rong Han stood behind him one left and one right, also silent, and the entire lobby seemed to be frozen.

However, compared with Rong Feng's breezy expression, Rong Fan and Rong Han obviously fell behind. Rong Han was still shocked at this time, he didn't expect Zhu Zhijie to really dare to kill the killer, and he didn't expect that the cultivation he was originally proud of was just a castle in the air, which would be broken at the slightest touch. And Rong Han was full of shock, as if he didn't understand what Zhu Zhijie's confidence was.

"Second Elder, what's going on?" a sudden, rough voice interrupted the silence. I saw a burly man in black armor rushing into the lobby, the long knife in his hand lingering, listening carefully and whimpering.

Seeing the scene in the lobby at this time, the strong man in black armor not only gasped, but was this dilapidated room really the original elegant and elegant reception hall? The strong man in black armor had tense muscles, and he was cautiously guarding his surroundings, in his opinion, the one who could run to the Rong family to spread wild was definitely not a vulgar hand.

However, in an instant, the face of the black-armored strong man appeared confused, and the lobby said that it was not small, and it was not big, and he swept around, but he did not find the so-called enemy. Except for the three second elders, the only outsider was Zhu Zhijie, the new captain of the Longxiang Battalion.

Could it be him? But as soon as this thought flashed, he was strangled by him, what kind of joke, Zhu Zhijie is only a cultivator in the foundation building period, how can he make a big fuss in the sky in the eyes of the second elder? You must know that although the second elder lacks talent in cultivation, he is also a dignified Jindan martial artist, and pinching and killing a grasshopper in the foundation building period is just a snap of his fingers.

Who's that?

The black-armored strong man's countless thoughts were disturbed, and in the end, he didn't have a clue, so he had to stand beside the second elder and wait for his order.

"What do you think I should do with you?" the second elder spoke, his tone calm, as if he was discussing with an old friend what punishment should be received for losing a game of chess.

Hearing the voice of the second elder, the black-armored strong man's eyes rolled straight and he glanced in all directions, his back arched slightly, his legs squatted slightly, and he maintained a posture of attacking at any time. But he glanced around again, still finding no hidden enemy.

"Whatever. Zhu Zhijie's tone was also very calm, as if he didn't care about the storm that might come.

It turned out to be him! The eyes of the strong man in black armor suddenly widened, and he looked at Zhu Zhijie strangely, he couldn't figure out what was going on now, was this hall really Zhu Zhijie's masterpiece?

Even if he took a cart of drugs, he wouldn't be so violent, would he?

Looking at Zhu Zhijie who was calm, Rong Feng suddenly sighed lightly in his heart, how good it would be if this son were a member of my Rong family. However, this thought came and went quickly, he regrouped his emotions, and his face began to become solemn, "Rong Wu, break his two legs, and then send him back to the White Sun Battle Regiment." ”

Hearing Rong Feng's indifferent words, the black-armored strong man, that is, Rong Wu's heart was awe-inspiring, is this going to war with the Baiyang War Regiment? No matter how rude Zhu Zhijie is, he is also the new captain of the Longxiang Battalion of the Baiyang War Regiment, and he directly knocked off his leg, isn't this a slap in the face of the Baiyang War Regiment? General Ming Rong is not the master who swallows his anger, can he swallow this breath?

"Yes, Second Elder. These thoughts did not affect his actions, after all, he was just a small head of the Rong family's guards, and he didn't need to put his beak in this kind of thing.

Rong Wu stomped on the ground with both feet, and then slammed towards Zhu Zhijie, the long knife that originally exuded evil aura in his hand had been quietly put away by him, and he didn't need a weapon to deal with a cub in the foundation building period.

Looking at Rong Wu, who was full of fluctuations in the Jindan period, Zhu Zhijie's face did not change, and he greeted him with a long sword in his hand.

I, the Baicui Nine Team, will die on the way to the charge!

Mu Sen's words, he never forget.

......

The battle ended quickly, although Zhu Zhijie had the heart to die, but the gap between the two great realms could not be made up by courage alone.

"Soon we will meet again. Zhu Zhijie's left and right legs were drenched in blood, and the broken bone stubble was exposed, which looked extremely terrifying. But his complexion remained unchanged, and he stared at Rong Feng and said casually.

"Okay, I'll wait. Looking at Zhu Zhijie calmly, Rong Feng suddenly felt irritable for no reason.

Hearing Rong Feng's answer, Zhu Zhijie glanced at him seriously, and then slowly closed his eyes and stopped talking.

"Take him away. Rong Feng waved his hand.

"Yes, Second Elder. Rong Wu responded, then took Zhu Zhijie under his arm and retreated towards the outside of the lobby.

......

"Second Elder......" Seeing that everything had settled, Rong Fan shouted a little smugly.

"Hmph, go back and face the wall for me! Don't come out if you don't break through the middle of the light!" Rong Feng's voice was cold, and then he waved his sleeves, regardless of Rong Fan's reaction, and walked away.

Zhu Zhijie was taken away by Rong Wu all the way to Rong Mansion, his eyes never opened, but after Rong Wu walked out of the gate of Rong Mansion, his eyes suddenly opened, and there was a light that went straight to Xiao Han. "Rong family, we'll see you in half an hour!"