"Ah......h

Hearing that it was the Xiaopeng King of the Lone Blade Mountain who came to the door, the two elders of Wugumu and the banquet were shocked, and Wusang'er, who was hiding behind the curtain and eavesdropping, exclaimed, and then covered his mouth, this reaction made Fang Xing a little puzzled, thinking to himself Who is this Xiaopeng King, who actually scared the patriarch and elder of the Jinwu clan who were not even afraid of Qingqiu Mountain?

"Lead me quickly!"

Wu Gumu hurriedly joined hands with Fang Xing, let him sit here, and then went out with the two elders with a solemn face.

Fang Xing sat on the empty seat by himself, but he was a little speechless, so he also got up, pulled out Wu Sang'er behind the curtain, drove the clouds with her, and flew outside behind Wu Gumu and the others, and at the same time asked who this Xiaopeng King was, could it be even more powerful than the fox fairy Ji of Qingqiu Mountain, but he only heard Wu Sang'er say: "He is not as powerful as Sister Xianji, but he is difficult to ......."

Not long after coming to the outer edge of Fusang Mountain, Fang Xing did not show up directly, but together with Wu Sang'er, hidden behind the clouds, looking out of the mountain, he saw a team of demon soldiers of no less than 100 people lined up in the air, all of them were at the peak of the foundation, a murderous aura, lined up in a formation, looking in the direction of Fusang Mountain with a blank eye, and in front of the formation, there was a young man in a golden robe.

This golden-robed young man, presumably the Xiaopeng King in the mouth of the little demon who returned to the court, looks not very old, and his appearance is still a little immature, but he has an arrogant face, his eyes are fierce, looking at his cultivation, it is only in the late stage of foundation building, but beside him, there are two black-robed old men standing with their hands down, although there is a fog to cover it. But there is also a faint golden pill breath revealed.

At this time. Wu Gumu was bowing his hand to him with a wry smile on his face: "I didn't know that King Xiaopeng was here." If you miss the distance, forgive your sins and forgive your sins!"

The dignified head of the Jinwu clan is so polite to a foundation building junior, it is already jaw-dropping, and what is even more shocking is that the Xiaopeng King didn't take him in his eyes at all, and said coldly: "Forgive the sin of a fart, this little ancestor didn't come to your Fusang Mountain as a guest." Tell me clearly, I'm here to catch the Terran spy who stole the fox sister's fairy spirit, hurry up and hand it over!"

Wu Gumu was slightly embarrassed, and said with a smile: "King Xiaopeng said that he was laughing, what kind of spy of the human race...... The old man doesn't understand!"

King Xiaopeng's eyes lit up, and he seemed to have two knives stabbed out, and said fiercely: "Wugumu, you dare to talk nonsense with your eyes open in front of this little ancestor? That Terran spy is with your Jinwu Clan's Wusang'er, it must have been instructed by you, do you dare to deny it?" I counted three times. You must hand over that person immediately, or don't blame me for hitting your Fusang Mountain......"

As soon as this statement came out. The demon soldiers and demon generals of the Jinwu clan changed greatly when they landed, and there was a hint of trembling.

"Fuck, this little bastard is so fierce, he looks like he is so badly beaten......"

Fang Xing, who was hidden behind the clouds, couldn't help but snort his teeth, feeling that his hands were itching terribly, and he wanted to smoke the eighth grandson of the king.

Wu San'er also cried and said with a sad face: " This is over, he is the baby bump of the Dapeng clan of Lone Blade Mountain, known as the golden-winged Xiaopeng King, is the most arrogant one of the juniors of the demon clan, but the talent is amazing, and he is favored by several ancestors of the Dapeng clan, no one dares to offend him, to put it mildly, although it is a foundation building, but it is much more terrifying than Jindan, other Jindan monks, or the junior Junjie who is gradually in power such as Sister Xianji, how to say that there will be some sense of the overall situation, because of the rules, he always dare not really enter our Fusang Mountain, but this little demon king dare, he has nothing to dare to do, anyway, there are a few ancestors behind him to support him......”

"Roc clan?"

Fang Xing was slightly stunned, but he couldn't help but sneer, and began to ponder in his heart.

And at this time, Wu Gumu couldn't show a smiling face, his dignified Golden Crow patriarch was so scolded by the juniors of the Dapeng clan, this face really had no place to put it, so his face was solemn, and he said in a deep voice: "King Xiaopeng, your words have passed, my niece Sang'er was just kidnapped by that person, and he had been released back before, as for the trace of that person, the old man didn't know anything, you don't say count three, it is thirty sounds, I can't hand it over to you, besides, our Fusang Mountain is also an ancient demon eight veins, could it be that you ......"

"One!"

The golden-winged Xiaopeng King opened his mouth lazily and raised a finger.

The elder of the Jinwu clan was furious and said coldly: "I want to talk to the patriarch of your Dapeng clan, is this how you condone the children of the clan?"

"Two!"

King Golden-Winged Xiaopeng raised his second finger, a cold air appeared in his eyes, and he didn't pay attention to the words of the Golden Crow Patriarch at all.

As his second finger was raised, the demon soldiers under his command immediately shouted in unison, and the momentum was earth-shattering, and the aura was overwhelming.

The Golden Crow Patriarch Wu Gumu's face had turned iron-blue, and after being silent for a long time, he suddenly shouted: "Array!"

This angry shout, with indignation, the sound is like a bell, and suddenly echoes between the valleys and ravines, and it rolls around like a muffled thunder, and the demon soldiers belonging to Fusang Mountain have been trembling with the fierce flames of King Xiaopeng, but when they heard the patriarch shouting like this, they had to tremble one by one to lift the weapons in their hands, and formed a formation to block the edge of Fusang Mountain.

At this time, between the ravines and valleys of Fusang Mountain, red strange lights gradually appeared, but several large arrays had been opened.

It seems that he didn't expect that Fusang Mountain, which was so down-and-out, actually had the courage to put on a broken posture in front of him, and the golden-winged Xiaopeng King laughed when he landed, and his yin owl eyes swept over the demon soldiers and the big array under the mountain, and said softly: "Little Ancestor, I am crisscrossing the demon land, and no one dares to blow up my wings with me...... Wu Gumu, do you think that Xiao Zu I don't dare to beat you Fusang Mountain? Hmph, the eight veins of the ancient demon belong to your Fusang Mountain is the most unassuming, so I will simply remove my name today!"

As he spoke, his eyes were cold, and he was about to shout out the "three".

Wu Gumu's face was already pale, and the golden flames around him were burning, and he was ready to fight a strong demon method at any time.

The other elders and demon soldiers of Fusang Mountain also took a deep breath and were ready to take action.

Now, it is no longer a question of whether to hand over Fang Xing, but this golden-winged Xiaopeng King is really arrogant, he is clearly just a foundation, but because of a little thing in Qingqiu Mountain, the entire Fusang Mountain is forced to bow his head in front of him, and does not leave anyone any room for discussion, today's matter, if Fusang Mountain bows his head, the name of one of the eight veins of this ancient demon is equivalent to gone.

This matter is very important, even the two old men on the side of King Xiaopeng also hesitated a little, one of them said in a low voice: "Little ancestor think twice, although Fusang Mountain has declined, after all, it is one of the eight veins of the ancient demons, and the ancestors have produced demon immortals, which is one of the most famous demon veins in the demon clan, if we are strangled today, I am afraid that it will cause all the demons to discuss, and even a few ancestors will not be easy to deal with......"

"They killed themselves!"

The Golden-Winged Xiaopeng King sneered: "If they take the initiative to hand over that Terran spy, how can they reach this point? Since they don't give face to Xiaozu, then I won't give them face, as for a few ancestors, you can rest assured, hum, one of our ancestors of King Peng, Dapeng Evil King, wasn't he also a demon land, no one dared to provoke it? This arrogance is the tradition of our Dapeng clan, I destroyed this Fusang lineage, although some people will gossip, but there will also be people who clap their hands and say that things are not too big to provoke!"

Another old man glanced at the people of Fusang Mountain gloomily, and said in a low voice: "Although Fusang Mountain has declined, now the Jinwu patriarch plus the three elders are not easy to follow, although the little ancestor is a foundation, but it should be able to deal with one of the Jindan, and the two of us are also enough to deal with the other two, but there is still one Jindan, plus the large array of Fusang Mountain, it is a little tricky......"

When the Golden-winged Xiaopeng King heard this, he laughed and said: "This matter is easy, when we attack Fusang Mountain, we only need to issue a decree, and those scattered cultivators who are hiding around to see the excitement will naturally help, hehe, although this Fusang Mountain has declined, there are still a lot of treasures, this little ancestor will not look at it, but it is a good thing for those bastards who watch the excitement!"

When the two old men beside him heard this, they immediately fell silent, and they understood in their hearts that although their own Xiaopeng King acted recklessly, he was not completely ignorant, and he saw some things very thoroughly, which could be said to be crazy.

Seeing that the sword was tense and the war was about to break out, everyone in Fusang Mountain was determined to fight bloodily, but suddenly a crying voice sounded: "Daddy, what do you think, you want to destroy our Jinwu clan for the sake of a human race's spies? You just hand him over, why do you have to make it so ugly? This Jinwu clan will be mine sooner or later, you can't destroy me......"

Where the voice came, a golden crow with a sad face flapped its hairless wings and flew in the air, but it was not Wu Yidian.

"Shut up!"

Wu Gumu was furious, and looked at Wu Gumu fiercely, his eyes almost wanted to kill.

Wu Yidian was still a little afraid of his father, and he didn't dare to say anything more when he saw him angry, but his eyes were clearly still a little unconvinced.

"Alas...... You...... Your words ruined the last hope......"

Not far from Wu Yidian's side, an elder was extremely frustrated, and let out a long sigh, his face full of sadness.

"I ...... I persuaded my father to hand over the Terran spy for the sake of our Fusang Mountain......"

Wu Yidian was still screaming.

It's just that the other elders and even the demon soldiers are impatient to say anything to him.

At this time, the Golden-winged Xiaopeng King also had a cold face, and laughed: "Originally, I was also a little worried about the little ancestor, if I broke through Fusang Mountain, I couldn't find the Terran spy how to deal with the ancestors, but now it's good, Wugumu, your son has already said that the Terran spy is in Fusang Mountain, what is the reason why you still don't hand him over?

With a loud shout, the third finger was raised, ready to fall. (To be continued......)