It was dark, the sky was dark, and there were few pedestrians on the road. In the wide streets, among the tall buildings, a silver light, a blood light, was constantly flickering. One moment this, one moment that, the bizarre picture looks very weird.

With the old man in the red robe, he galloped all the way. Zhou Nan directly opened the flying spring boots to the limit, constantly changing directions, and did not fight head-on with the old man in the blood robe at all. The slippery style made him roar angrily, but he was helpless.

This escape was half an hour, and half an hour later, the two of them had already moved from the north city to the east city, and then to the south city, which would be heading to the west city. Zhou Nan, who was fleeing, was a little pale, but he did not slow down, but fled faster and faster.

Behind him, at the beginning, the old man in the blood robe kept attacking, trying to intercept Zhou Nan. But after several unsuccessful attempts, as soon as he felt his own consumption, he stopped, and just followed angrily.

"Boy, you can't escape, it's better to tie up your hands and arrest you!" the red-robed old man shouted loudly.

"Old dog, you were very powerful back then. But for now, it's better to save it! I want the master to stop, stop dreaming. The corners of Zhou Nan's mouth lifted and sneered. If it weren't for the old man in the bloody robe and hit him, he might not have opened his mouth too lazily.

This is a splendid and majestic hall. Located in the center of the Silver Scale City, there is a huge plaque hanging outside the main hall, with three big characters of "City Lord's Mansion" on it, revealing a strong coercion, which looks particularly atmospheric.

At this moment, in the main hall of Nuoda, there are only three people standing. The door to the main hall was closed. For the time being, no one spoke, and the atmosphere seemed a little oppressive and strange. A man with gray hair. With his back to the two people behind him, his expression was very calm.

"What's the matter with those noises outside?" The man's eyes flashed, and then he asked suspiciously.

Hearing this, a white-haired old man standing behind wiped the cold sweat on his forehead, arched his hand, and quickly explained, "Young Patriarch Qiyu, it's two barbarians who are making trouble, and their subordinates have already arranged for the city guards to deal with it, so it should be fine." ”

"Something like that. I don't want to see it again. For so many years, Silverscale City has been too chaotic. Although it is the name of the top ten cities in the east of the royal domain, it has already become the laughing stock of others. The purpose of my visit this time is not to say anything, to rectify what should be rectified, and to kill what should be killed. If you don't handle it well, you can go back, there is always someone who can do it. The man said coldly.

"Yes, my subordinates understand. Everything else is easy, but the big tribes are stationed in the city. What should I do?" the white-haired old man nodded reluctantly, swallowed dryly, and then frowned, and asked a new question.

"The clan has already prepared. This is a prayer post, and you give it to them immediately. Ten days, ten days later. If they don't know how to relent, they will be killed! Something happened. I will bear it for you in my own people. The man turned his head and didn't even look at the white-haired old man. Dozens of golden posts were thrown out with a flick of his hand.

"Yes, the subordinates will do it immediately. Besides, what else does the young patriarch command?" the white-haired old man respectfully accepted the prayer note and put it away properly. Then he looked at the man, and his expression couldn't help but be a little more complicated.

"Not for the time being, you go down first!" the man waved his hand, and turned again.

With a sigh, the white-haired old man glanced at the girl beside him, then turned around and walked out.

After a while, there were only two people left in the room. Only then did the girl raise her head, revealing a sweet face.

She was wearing a bright yellow dress, she was not very old, but she already had the peak cultivation of a general, and her talent was very good.

"Cousin, are you okay all these years?" the girl asked in a low voice as she took a step forward, shrunk her neck.

"It turned out to be Fei'er, so you don't have to be restrained. The man turned around and gently touched the girl's head, but his face was not indifferent just now, and there was a little more smile, a little nostalgia, a little helplessness, and a little pity.

"Cousin, why is your hair gray?" the girl smiled sweetly, and then asked with a little curiosity.

"Something happened and I lost some life. Don't talk about me, I haven't seen you for many years, and you also have the peak cultivation of a general. After this incident, you can follow me and go back to the tribe. Only there, is it suitable for your development. The man explained a few words lightly, and said with a straight face.

"Well, Fei'er is all up to her cousin. But cousin, are you really determined to clean up Silver Scale City this time?" the girl nodded, then looked at the man and asked softly. Seeing this, the man frowned and did not answer.

Immediately, the two fell silent. After a while, the man let out a long sigh and walked out on his own.

"Cousin, cousin, where are you going?" Seeing the man leaving, the woman shouted anxiously. Seeing that he didn't mean to stop, his nose was sore, and there was already some mist in his eyes, so he stomped his foot and bit his lip hard.

After a while, the white-haired old man walked back. Looking at the girl with red eyes, somehow, I already had a bad premonition in my heart. "Fei'er, what did your cousin say, did you mention the plan this time?" the white-haired old man asked after pondering for a moment.

"He didn't say anything, he had changed, he wasn't the cousin who liked me and loved me anymore. The girl came to her senses and shouted a few words loudly. Then he staggered, lost his soul, and soon disappeared.

Seeing the girl like this, the white-haired old man's face turned grim, his eyes narrowed, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Hmph, Jun boy, although you have become a young patriarch. But since you don't care about family affection, don't blame the old man for being ruthless. ”

Escaping to the West District, Zhou Nan met the little lion who came in a straight line. As for the old man in the black robe, after being chased and killed by the little lion for a while, he didn't know where he had gone. commanded the little lion to hide, and Zhou Nan stopped after a pause.

"Hmph, kid, don't run away, are you ready to accept your fate?" The red-robed old man took a breath and looked at Zhou Nan with a sneer.

"The seniors are really patient, and they chased after them for so long and didn't give up. In this case, the junior has to repay everything he says. Zhou Nan said lightly. But as he spoke, he walked quickly towards the red-robed old man, intending to shorten the distance between them.

Zhou Nan's movements The red-robed old man didn't see it, but he glanced around again and again, and when he saw that Zhou Nan was the only one, he frowned and put the matter aside for the time being. After sneering a few times, he took the scythe and prepared for battle.

The distance was rapidly approaching, and after a while, Zhou Nan came to the twenty zhang away from the red-robed old man.

"Flame Explosion Technique!" When he reached this distance, he saw Zhou Nan shouting in a low voice, and he quickly played out one complex trick after another.

With the dancing of his ten fingers, three balls of light lined up without breathing appeared in the air.

Seeing this, Zhou Nan's face turned grim, and he opened his mouth and spit out three spiritual fires, which were injected into the ball of light.

"Old Zamao, go die!" looked at the ball of light that had released a dazzling light and was about to explode. Zhou Nan let out a loud shout, and threw three balls of light at the red-robed old man quickly. At the same time, he himself had a new move.

"Thousand Wood Strike!" Under the flying of the ten fingers again, Zhou Nan squeezed fifty percent of the mana in one go, and under the crazy rotation of "Zhimu Duel", thousands of wooden thorns were condensed again, and they roared towards the red-robed old man from all directions.

Feeling the three balls of light coming in front of him, the red-robed old man's face sank, and he quickly retreated. Although such an attack could not hurt him, he did not want to take it. But at this moment, his face sank and he stopped helplessly.

Looking at the thousands of wooden thorns that suddenly appeared in all directions, the old man in the blood robe scolded, and in desperation, he could only grit his teeth, and danced the blood-colored sickle in his hand into a ball of light and shadow, guarding himself in all directions.

Suddenly, with a crisp sound like a 'ding, ding, ding', the wooden thorns were split in half by the blood-colored scythe. Although he failed to break the defense, there were a large number of wooden thorns, and for a while, it really trapped the old man in the blood robe, making him very annoying.

With this short delay, three balls of light followed. At the moment of contact, with three loud bangs of 'boom, boom, boom', three fire balls of more than ten zhang in size submerged the blood-robed old man and appeared in the air overlappingly.

And taking advantage of the moment when the red-robed old man was distracted, under the command of Zhou Nan, a silver-gray pillar of light suddenly appeared with lightning speed, and then passed through the middle of the fire group. Suddenly, there was a terrible scream.

Hearing this, Zhou Nan's face was overjoyed, and as soon as he exhaled out, he monitored the surrounding area of thousands of feet. He knew that with the secret method of substitution, it was impossible for this red-robed old man to die at all, and there must be a backhand.

Sure enough, the next moment, thirty zhang away, the blood flashed, and the red-robed old man appeared there intact.

Except for his unusually pale face and weakened breath, he did not suffer any obvious injuries.

After this blow, not only did he consume eighty percent of his mana, but the little lion was also exposed. But the price is totally worth it.

As long as the red-robed old man can be forced to use the secret method of robbery to save his life, that qiē and qiē are meaningful.

For this kind of enemy who cannot be killed in a short time, he has no way except a war of attrition. If the sealed dragon coffin can still be used, and he doesn't have to worry about exposing himself, he can safely use the power of the ban to kill it with one blow, saving trouble.

But now, he could only use the power that he could use, barely delaying time.

The little lion is powerful, slaughtering a one-star barbarian is like slaughtering a pig and a dog. But in the face of a two-star barbarian, he doesn't have this advantage.

Looking at the red-robed old man who had reappeared, Zhou Nan did not attack rashly, but turned back to the little lion and guarded his side.

The greatest meaning of battle is to preserve oneself as much as possible and destroy the enemy, and he knows this very well.

Using the Substitute Robbery Secret Method twice in a row, the red-robed old man, like the black-robed old man, has already consumed a huge amount. Feeling less than half of the power left, his face became completely gloomy, and he couldn't help but have the idea of retreating. (To be continued......)