The old man showed a little helplessness on his face: "Who knows, hey... who did my Wumeng Sword Sect provoke? This disaster came..."

The middle-aged man frowned and said in a low voice: "Those two people live in our sword sect now, which makes us have no choice but to do anything. Now this is really similar to waiting for death..."

The old man's face, which had already had many wrinkles, became more and more tight because of his sad face: "I guess these two people should be people from a large force, and they are definitely not the only ones. Although they are powerful, they are definitely not the opponents of Qingzhu Villa. Qingzhu Villa destroyed the powerful existence of the Odin Sword Sect..."

The middle-aged man nodded and said, "I guessed this way, but even if we know, the status quo cannot be changed. The conflict with Qingzhu Villa has been caused and they have killed their people. This hatred may not be resolved..."

After hesitating for a moment, the middle-aged man stared at the old man and said, "Father, what do you think we should do now?"

The old man poured his body into the chair behind him dejectedly and sighed: "What can we do? The two of them can destroy our entire Sword Sect easily enough. They live in the Sword Sect. We have to obey our orders. Now we can only hope that they can achieve their goals. In this way, we may still have a way to survive, otherwise, we may be innocent victims."

The middle-aged man frowned and sighed heavily, his voice full of sorrow.

Just when the two were speechless, a sudden sound of rapid footsteps sounded, and soon a knock on the door sounded: "Sect Master, the people from Qingzhu Villa have arrived at our mountain gate!"

Both the middle-aged man and the old man stood up suddenly, and there was an unconcealed shock in their eyes.

The middle-aged man stepped out, opened the door, stared at the male disciple who was informing the door, and asked nervously: "How many people have come, and who are coming?"

The male disciple also had a panic that could not be concealed. Everyone knows the conflict between the Wumeng Sword Sect and Qingzhu Villa recently. Everyone is nervous and confused in their hearts, and they can't figure out why the Wumeng Sword Sect is going to oppose Qingzhu Villa. After all, there are rumors that Qingzhu Villa have several emperor-level strong men, and even the Odin Sword Sect has been destroyed by them. Isn't Wumeng Sword Sect seeking death by provoking Qingzhu Villa?

"One and one young, two people, the young man had a green bamboo mask on his face. It should be Qingzhu, the owner of Qingzhu Villa."

The middle-aged man was shocked: "Qingzhu! Has he come in person?"

The male disciple nodded and said, "Yes, the other one is an old man, but he doesn't know his identity... They said they want to see you, the sect leader."

The middle-aged man nodded and said, "I understand. You invite them to the hall first, I will come soon."

The male disciple left quickly. The middle-aged man turned his head and looked at the old man anxiously and shouted: "Father, I'll go to receive them first. You can go to the back and find the two people, tell them the news about Qingzhu, and let them find a way to deal with it quickly. Otherwise, we will probably die."

The old man nodded, turned around and walked, and after walking a few steps, he turned around and told, "You must be careful not to attack the other party, hold them back first."

The old man quickly walked to the small courtyard behind, where two people lived.

The two old men secretly hated, two uninvited strong men.

It was they who knocked down all the powerful men of the Wumeng Sword Sect with three punches and two kicks, and then threatened them to listen to them, otherwise they would slaughter the Wumeng Sword Sect completely.

It was these two people who dragged the Wumeng Sword Sect into the abyss. The old man was so angry that he was so angry that his strength was too different. He could not walk a few moves in the hands of others, and he had no way to struggle.

At the gate of the Wumeng Sword Sect, Reg held his hands and looked at the huge door beam of the Wumeng Sword Sect in front of him. He turned his head and smiled: "Lang Bo, this Wumeng Sword Sect is very generous and looks quite rich..."

Lang Bo stood beside Reg with his hands behind his back and smiled, "The strong man has never been short of money. The Wumeng family controls a lot of business."

Regg showed a sarcastic look on his face: "I really want to know what they thought, to provoke us so proactively?"

Lang Bo looked at the direction inside the Wumeng Sword Sect and suddenly sneered: "Maybe we will see their strong men soon..."

"Is the Wumeng Sword Sect?

Lang Bo shook his head and said, "The Wumeng Sword Sect has only one king-level strongman, and the others are all sect-level strengths. But I have already felt three quite powerful auras from the villa. There are not three strongmen in the Wumeng Sword Sect. Perhaps these extra strongmen are the key points of this incident."

“How strong is it?”

Lang Bo shook his head and said, "It's not that I am strong. I guess one of them is a king-level strongman, and the other may be the peak strength of the king-level or the emperor-level strength..."

Regg glanced at the other directions: "Is there no one else?"

Lang Bo shook his head and said, "No other strong people can be sensed within at least five miles."

Regg fell into deep thought: "This may be the fisherman is still waiting. Once he starts, I guess someone will arrive in the blink of an eye."

Regg finished his words, and the disciples of the Wumeng Sword Sect who had reported had come out again and respectfully invited the two of them in.

The two of them were not polite, and followed the male disciple directly to the hall of the Wumeng Sword Sect.

Regg sat on the chair, looking at the decorations in the room, but was already thinking about what to do after meeting the other party later.

"The two distinguished guests came from afar and had never been welcomed. It's really rude."

Accompanied by a loud voice, the middle-aged man stepped into the room and smiled and said, "I am Feng Ya, the leader of the Wumeng Sword Sect. You are wearing a green bamboo mask. I guess he is Mr. Qingzhu, the owner of Qingzhu Villa, right?"

Reg smiled, but did not stand up. After all, Reg was here to sue today, not to drink friendship tea.

"Yes, I am Qingzhu. We are here today to ask about the conflict that happened before. Although our Qingzhu Villa store and your Wumeng Sword Sect have purchased medicinal materials and other businesses, they have always been peaceful. Why did your Wumeng Sword Sect suddenly attack our people on the excuse and kill our people. Later, the person who came to solve this matter, and three ribs were broken by your people!"

Feng Ya's eyes changed slightly. He didn't expect the other party to ask him as soon as he came up, and he looked fierce.

This matter was originally a fault in the Wumeng Sword Sect. Feng Ya could not find any words to say that for a while, he couldn't answer the words.

Regg looked at Feng Yan's rather embarrassed face and suddenly sneered: "There is a king-level strongman in the Wumeng Sword Sect and several sect-level strongman. He has very good strength, but I'm afraid he will provoke Qingzhu Villa, so his strength is still a little worse. You don't look stupid. I don't know why you do such a stupid thing?"

"Do you think that our Qingzhu Villa has no ability to deal with your Wumeng Sword Sect and cannot destroy your Wumeng Sword Sect?"

Regg's words were full of attack power, Feng Ya's face changed even more, and she complained secretly in her heart.

"Mr. Qingzhu, in fact, this is not something we want to do, but we have to do it."

After hesitating for a moment, Feng Ya suddenly said, "Mr. Qingzhu is an extremely smart person. As you said, our Wumeng Sword Sect is much worse than Qingzhu Villa, so how dare you offend Qingzhu Villa?"

When Regard heard Feng Ya's words, he thought in his heart that he had guessed correctly. It seemed that someone was targeting Qingzhu Villa. He created a conflict just to attract people. It is estimated that the main owner will make a debut soon.

“Have to do this?”

Regg stared at Feng Ya coldly and said, "Then what you mean is someone forcing you to do this. Who is that person? Just ask him out. I want to see who is deliberately trying to deal with our Qingzhu Villa."

After Regg finished speaking, he raised his eyes and stared at the small door behind him.

The three of them walked slowly into the hall. The two people walking in front were wearing black robes and faces covered with faces, and only two eyes were exposed. Behind the two people was Feng Ya's father, the only king-level powerhouse in the Wumeng Sword Sect.

However, at this time, Feng Ya's father did not have the style of a king-level strong man at all. He followed the two men in black robes carefully, with a very worried expression.

"You don't have to threaten the Wumeng Sword Sect anymore. What they do is nothing more than what we mean."

One of the two masked men screamed in a sharp voice: "Qingzhu, Dark Heavenly Demon Aslang, are you two coming this time?"

Reg looked at the two men a few times, and suddenly sneered, "You are still wearing a facial scarf and refuse to see people with your true face. Are you afraid that people will recognize your identities?"

The man who spoke sharply and said with a smile: "Qingzhu, since you all know that the Wumeng family is strange to deal with you, how dare you come?"

Reg looked at the two men coldly: "If you don't come, how can you see you? I want to see who wants to deal with me!"

Another man stared at Reg, with a little puzzled look in his eyes: "You seem to be very confident?"

Reg stared at the two of them and shook his head, "You two are not weak, but you are too whimsical to hold us. To be honest, I am thinking about what means to use to make useful situations from your mouth."

The sharp and sharp man sneered: "Do you think you will be safe with the dark demon Aslang?"

Reg hummed, "It's enough to deal with you."

The sharp-tongued man smiled and said, "Then you are too naive, but that's fine, you two are from the lineage of Glenny's disciples. Are you still afraid that you won't get the God-level Water Spirit Art if you catch it?"
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