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    Duan Jianfei tried to calm down, but his voice was very loud, almost roaring.

    "As long as you are willing to turn back now, we still have room for peace talks."

    Facing Duan Jianfei's gritted teeth threat.

    Yin Chen remained indifferent.

    It was as if Duan Jianfei hadn't heard anything at all.

    Duan Jianfei is extremely aggrieved. He is the emperor of Jiangnan Province, the most famous boss in Jiangnan Province. When did he fall to the point where he can't even speak?

    In the end it was Yin Lingtian who was too arrogant.

    Or is the other party simply deaf?

    "I'm talking to you, can't you hear me?"

    Duan Jianfei only felt that he was full of will-o'-the-wisps, and was shaking with anger.

    "Lie down, don't move!"

    King Ye Luo raised his foot, stepped on Duan Jianfei's head suddenly, met Duan Jianfei's extremely humiliating eyes, and said condescendingly, "What are you, worthy of bargaining with my young marshal?"

    "you¡­¡­"

    Before King Ye Luo applied pressure, Duan Jianfei felt his scalp tingling.

    "This, this is too tough."

    Sect Master Duan has such a noble status, how has he ever been humiliated like this?

    Not far away is a friend who used to be groveling with Duan Jianfei.

    At this moment, apart from sympathy, no one dared to stand up.

    Rao Situ Jianfeng, who had the most confidence before, had already shrunk his head and hid far away.

    Duan Jianfei was even more angry, grinning his teeth, looking crazy, "Yin Lingtian, if you dare to treat me like this, you will definitely regret it. When my men arrive, I, Duan Jianfei, will definitely repay this humiliation thousands of times!"

    "Aren't I waiting for them?"

    Yin Chen said a word.

    Immediately let Duan Jianfei misfire.

    yes.

    This guy, after beating him, didn't he just let Situ Qingyun continue calling people?

    If the prediction is correct, the people of the Shinto sect, as well as a large number of people from various vassal forces, must have rushed here.

    Yes, even so.

    Yin Chen still looks like the mountain is collapsing in front of him without changing his expression. It seems that he has no psychological pressure at all in the face of the forces that are about to wrath.

    But Duan Jianfei still couldn't accept this fact.

    Even with the arrival of a large number of subsequent forces, he will be safe in the end.

    But in front of so many high-level figures in Jiangnan Province, and countless people outside the door pointing and pointing, he was trampled underfoot humiliatingly by one of the opponent's subordinates.

    It has already made him lose face.

    Not to mention that he is an uncrowned king, what majesty will he have in Jiangnan Province in the future?

    "According to the agreement, your people should be arriving at this time."

    Yin Chen took out a chair on his own, and poured a cup of tea as if nothing had happened.

    Sitting down, he raised his left hand while sipping tea, and looked at his watch.

    The voice just fell.

    Boom boom boom!

    Under the heavy rain, there was a sudden sound, and there were bursts of roaring motors.

    The first batch of forces that came to help finally arrived long overdue!

    Da da da.

    Drizzle accompanied by heavy footsteps.

    Come and go.

    On the central street outside the door, under the terrified gaze of countless people, a team of hundreds of people, under the reflection of raindrops, mixed with swords, swords, and cold lights, approached in unison!

    Coupled with the gloomy sky at the moment, hundreds of figures reflected on the silted water surface immediately showed a chilling aura.

    Hiss!

    This spectacular murderous scene caused countless people who saw it to feel chills and tremble wildly.

    How many years has it been since this huge Jiangnan Province has seen such a spectacular scene?

    Among them, Situ Qingyun bears the brunt!

    Wearing a black Tang suit, with both hands on his back, standing in the first place.

    Worthy of being the first family owner in the south of the Yangtze River.

    The momentum is soaring, and the killing intent is all over the sky!

    Five steps away from Yin Chen, Situ Qingyun suddenly stopped, and behind him were hundreds of warriors whose cultivation bases were at least starting secretly, waiting in full force and standing still!

    Hurrah.

    The sound of the blades rubbing against each other was as piercing as a reminder.

    "Is it enough?"

    Situ Qingyun burst into anger and shouted.Under the gloomy eyes with horizontal brows and cold brows, there was full confidence, and he glared at Yin Chen.

    This sentence.

    Naturally, he was asking Yin Chen.

    People, is it enough?

    Not enough, his Situ family has more!

    Yin Chen put his hands behind his back and remained silent, but the contempt in his eyes was already self-evident.

    Situ Qingyun sneered again and again:

    "Okay, very good, isn't it enough? I still have more, call again!"

    As the only overlord in the local area, the Situ family has deep connections, and everyone knows it!

    Three hundred dark warriors are not enough to make you frightened, so let's double it?

    I don't believe it today.

    Just two people, no matter how high your cultivation is, can you deal with thousands of warriors with master-level cultivation at the same time?  Even if you fight with wheels, it will consume you to death.

    If I can't beat you to death, can't I consume you?

    So what about China's No. 1 pride?

    Lao Tzu, the one who killed was Tianjiao!

    "Dad, the Wen family replied that within 20 minutes, 400 people will come to help!"

    "The Yong family is also recruiting servants, not many, in their early three hundred."

    "The six hundred disciples of the Shinto sect are on their way."

    "The Martial Arts Association is willing to help out, and the three elders have already set off."

    "The Chen family has hundreds of troops, waiting to be dispatched."

    Immediately afterwards, one piece of good news after another, overwhelmed,

    Situ Qingyun's confidence became more and more abundant, and his face was full of pride.

    This is the appeal and influence of his Situ family and the Shinto sect in the south.

    It can be called a cloud-piercing arrow, thousands of troops will meet you!

    It can be said that in the vast south, apart from the royal family, his Situ family is the sky!

    A shout.

    In an instant, almost all the top wealthy families in the entire Jiangnan Province and neighboring provinces, more than 80% of the warriors, all came to support!

    He is Situ Qingyun.

    Why dare to compete with China's No. 1 Tianjiao?

    Why would you dare to play opposite to the first young marshal of the dragon group?

    Just rely on the charisma of this one person, above ten thousand people!

    Just ask if it's enough!

    "The old man reminds you one last thing, there is still time to kneel down and lead the death!"

    Above the chief, Situ Qingyun gritted his teeth and said word by word.

    Yin Chen slowly shook his head, "Wait a little longer!"

    There are only three words.

    The wind is light and the clouds are calm, calm and relaxed.

    Situ Qingyun laughed back in anger, his sneer was filled with endless coldness,

    "Okay, wait a little longer, I hope you will not be scared to death!"

    During the conversation, the first group of people arrived, in their early three hundred.

    The second batch.

    Immediately afterwards, there were more than four hundred.

    The third batch is the Wushu Association with hundreds of members to help.

    The fourth batch, under the leadership of the Chief Elder of the Shinto Sect, entered the arena brazenly.

    "Suzerain!"

    Following a burst of distressed and angry shouts, an old man who was a few years older than Situ Qingyun, wearing retro clothes, rushed in suddenly.

    When seeing Duan Jianfei's miserable appearance, the old man's sharp eagle eyes suddenly turned bloodshot.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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