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Seeing He Zhizhang, Mo Yunxie, and the other important figures of the Dark Feather Palace, hearing the words spoken by them, everyone was stunned.

They were naturally aware of the incident that happened in the Palace of Wargod ten years ago.

Little Warlord died and was chased out of Palace of Wargod. After that, no one knew where he went.

However, they did not expect that the old man in front of them who looked slightly ancient, whose cultivation was only at the fourth stage of Qi Martial Stage, was actually the heaven-shaking, earth-shattering Little Warlord from back then.

"No wonder I keep having the feeling that he looks so familiar. So it turns out that ?"

Jia Zhen suddenly realized.

In an instant, the rest of the people also looked at Jing Yufeng with reverence.

Even if Jing Yufeng wasn't as brave as the average man back then, even if he was like a tiger that had lost to the sun, but whenever he thought of Jing Yufeng's brilliant and magnificent achievements, and that shocking and various other names, they still couldn't help but to feel a bit of respect for him.

As for the people from Red Leaf Town, their jaws dropped.

Although he was far away, as a member of the Hundred Warring State, they had naturally heard of the Little Warlord and the First Warrior. However, they had never dreamed that all these years, that legendary being had been living in Red Leaf Town beside them.

At this moment, they finally understood why Jing Yunxiao was acting so heaven defying.

Why are so many powers flocking here today?

Because of the bloodline, the supreme bloodline of the Palace of Wargod.

It was known to all that, in the Hundred Warring State, other than the royal family whose power was monstrous, the Palace of Wargod, who was only second to the royal family, was an existence that stood above tens of thousands of people.

In front of Palace of Wargod, the Four Major Sects were just a small child.

He Zhizhang, Mo Yunxie and the rest of the Dark Feather Palace s all landed in the main courtyard of the Jing Family, and looked at Jing Yufeng with an arrogant expression.

"Jing Yufeng, it has been so many years since we last met, don't tell me you don't even know me anymore?"

Mo Yunxie coldly smiled.

The eyes they looked at Jing Yufeng with were as though they were looking at an ant.

Indeed, to the current Mo Yunxie, Jing Yufeng had already become an ant, an ant that he could easily squash to death.

Seeing this person, Jing Yufeng's expression froze. He stood up, blocked Jing Yunxiao behind him, and then said to Mo Yunxie: "Mo Yunxie, all these years, I, Jing Yufeng, have never fought against you, the Dark Feather Palace, but you are now trying to kill me. What is the meaning of this?"

"What do you mean?"

Mo Yunxie's smile became even colder, "If you want to blame something, blame that heaven defying grandson of yours right? If you guys were to be honest and live the life of mediocre countryside kids, no one would care about you clowns, but you guys just aren't keeping to your duty. "

As he spoke, Mo Yunxie's expression swept across Jing Yunxiao's body once, "Tsk tsk, you are indeed an extraordinary boy. With your cultivation of the eighth level of the Qi Martial Stage, you actually managed to injure the black wind at the sixth level of the Spiritual Martial Stage.

"How is my grandson? and what does it have to do with your Dark Feather Palace, unless he wants you to cut the grass by its roots? "

Jing Yufeng's eyes were icy cold to the extreme, especially the moment that Mo Yunxie noticed Jing Yunxiao. His heart was trembling.

"Cut the grass at its roots? These four words are very well used. " Mo Yun Xie laughed: "However, it's not that anyone wants me to kill you, it's just that I don't like you. "Back then, how arrogant and haughty were you? Back then, how arrogant were you? How arrogant were you in front of me?"

"What is it? But now, in front of me, you're like a dead dog? "

Mo Yunxie humiliated him to the extreme.

Jing Yufeng was not angered by this, he only wanted to protect Jing Yunxiao and said: "Since you hate me so much, then take my life. If you want to kill me or cut me alive, I won't even bat an eyelid, but the rest of my Jing Family is innocent, so don't even think about touching a single hair on their head."

Mo Yunxie shook his head, "Jing Yufeng, I didn't expect that after your martial arts cultivation had greatly decreased, you actually became so naive. I killed you, but I kept the rest. Isn't this equivalent to leaving a calamity for my Dark Feather Palace? Especially that kid behind you, do you think you can protect him just because you want to? Do you still think you are that same Little Warlord who covered the sky? "1

"Wake up, old bastard."

Hearing Mo Yunxie's voice, all the people from the Jing Family revealed expressions of shock and fear.

This Mo Yunxie's strength was higher than everyone present, at least around the eighth level of the Spiritual Martial Stage, and the Great Clan Elder, He Zhizhang, behind Mo Yunxie, was at least at the peak of the sixth level of the Spiritual Martial Stage.

Furthermore, the rest of the people in the Dark Feather Palace were all Spiritual Martial Stage Warriors. Once they attacked, the Jing Family would be destroyed.

Jing Yufeng's expression was extremely unsightly.

The entire Jing Family was once again standing on top of the blade, and if he was not careful, blood would flow like a river.

"My dear disciple, why have you come so far?"

At this time, another Swordhawk appeared in the sky.

It was unknown how many Swordhawk had already appeared, so when this Swordhawk appeared, everyone present had already gotten used to it.

At the same time the Swordhawk appeared, the voice of an old lady resounded through the surroundings.

At the sound of this voice, everyone was puzzled, wondering who this great figure was. Moreover, who was this old woman's good disciple? Could they be people from Jing Yunxiao's opposing camp?

Only one person was beaming with joy.

This man was Mu Shishi.

Hearing the voice and seeing the Swordhawk, Mu Shishi immediately stood out happily and said to the old lady on top of the Swordhawk: "Master, disciple has some troubles, I hope master can help."

"What?" Who dares to touch the disciple of my Phoenix Water Pavilion's Pavilion Master Yin Hongying, is she tired of living? "

The old lady's voice came out again, and at the same time, a fifty-six year old, wrinkled woman with white hair, who looked powerful and energetic, rushed down from the Swordhawk and appeared in front of Mu Shishi.

"My little disciple, are you alright?"

Yin Hongying immediately looked at Mu Shishi nervously, as if she was afraid to melt in his mouth and could fly while holding it in her hands.

"Master, your disciple is fine, but your disciple's friend is heavily injured."

Mu Shishi seemed to understand Yin Hongying's temperament very well, and immediately replied with an extremely displeased expression.

"Is that so? My disciple's friend, is also my, Yin Hongying's, friend.

Only then did Yin Hongying turn around, and look at the rest of the people around him.

When he looked around at the familiar faces, he was immediately surprised. "Why are all of you old ghosts so interested in this little mountain village?"

After saying that, Yin Hongying's gaze suddenly fell on Jing Yufeng's body. It was just a glance, but Yin Hongying's face suddenly changed, and he excitedly shouted at Jing Yufeng: "Benefactor?"

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