"Stop"

The glass on the wall shattered, and a figure shot in.

"Daddy," Xia Tienan called.

The person who came was the helmsman of the Xia family's generation, Xia Xinhong, one of the few young masters in Hua'an City.

Yihu's expression became solemn, and the aura around Xia Xinhong's body was obviously stepping into a master-level cultivation, and the cultivation was not low.

However, if he wanted to leave, no one could stop him, but today he could only give up when he asked about the ruins.

After getting the information that there are dragons in the ruins of Tiger Mountain, he has already gained a lot.

Suddenly, a sword light flashed, slashed through the air, and slashed straight towards the Winged Tiger.

"Good thief"

The Winged Tiger was furious, and he didn't see how to move, and a sword light shot out from his hand, colliding with the sudden sword light.

The sword light is endless, the first blow is completed, followed by the second blow, the third blow, and the fourth blow.

The sword light move is vicious, and the move does not leave the weak and vital position of the Winged Tiger, and as long as it hits, the Winged Tiger will be seriously injured or even killed.

The Winged Tiger was furious, drew his knife at the window and slashed out, but the person who came was lying outside the window and fighting with the Winged Tiger through the window.

Yan Dongliang in the chair swallowed his saliva, the most luxurious 8888 office in the Overlord Building, this trip has been sinned, and it will cost money to renovate.

For a while, his heart was like a knife, like losing a child.

After all, this is a master battlefield, Yan Dongliang thought about it, it was better to flash away, he fixed his eyes and took a look, this was originally present, but now they all withdrew more than ten meters away, leaving him alone in the middle to smash the chair.

"Ge Laozi, mom sells batches."

The sword light was vertical and horizontal, and some power splattered out, hitting him like a whip.

Yan Dongliang scolded twice, snorted non-stop, and crawled forward.

"Shang Lao is really old and strong, and his majesty is not diminished," Xia Xinhong exclaimed.

The person who came was the ancestor of the businessman, Shang Wenwu, and now, very few people know his full name, which is Xia Xinhong, and he is only called Shang Lao.

Shang Zheng'an looked at the sky with both eyes, in the business, Shang Wenwu is the role of the same, and if he disagrees, he will do it, and the same is true for outsiders.

When he encountered this Winged Tiger's master cultivator, he started fighting directly.

"The knife skills are exquisite, and within the hundred moves of the old man, he can crush this person to the death" I don't know when, Gu Changying appeared behind everyone.

"Brother Gu, you're a little late, you should be punished with a move" Xia Xinhong pointed to the two people in the battle and said with a smile, he didn't say that he would be fined three glasses of wine, but he was thinking about when Gu Changying would make a move to improve the situation in the next battle.

"You all take the flying machine, I'm a few streets away, it's fast" Gu Changying said helplessly, the travel conditions of the two sides are different, if he drives a small car, the speed will be even slower.

"A few little cubs who clean trouble"

Gu Changying was stunned, and when he received Xu Zhi's communication, he was still a little stunned, he didn't expect his good daughter to sell his communication to Xu Zhi as a backstage so soon.

Not to mention that this kid just used it, Gu Changying stared at Yihu's moves, he could see Yihu's sword trajectory, and his cultivation focus was completely different from Dongyue's.

"O foreign wicked"

Shang Zhengan shook his head, he didn't have enough ability, and the ancestor came to make up, but in front of these two, he couldn't talk about some topics, and he also had some grievances in his heart.

According to the eyes of a few people, they knew that there was no problem with the juniors, which was also the reason why they did not rush up, otherwise the Yihu would have to flee in the wilderness no matter how much they could fight.

If there is no great feud between life and death, no one at the same level will be willing to kill a master cultivator, and between the cultivators, no one has the means to save their lives.

The bigger the family business, the more you think, and no one dares to fight to the death without being sure.

Xia Xinhong's words to Gu Changying were also tentative, which could make Xia Tienan lose his temper so much, he didn't have to think about it to know that something very unpleasant had happened.

If he could strike a fatal blow to the Winged Tiger, he wouldn't mind striking violently when the time came.

"Your Excellency, if you use a knife again, I will point the knife at your juniors."

Yihu said loudly, in terms of knife skills, he is not as subtle as the person in front of him, and now he is vaguely defeated, if he fights again, he must have some blood to get out.

What made him aggrieved was that this person didn't even have a chance to disagree, so he directly pulled out his knife and cut it, so that he could fight in a hurry, and after fighting for a long time, he didn't know whether the other party was a man or a woman, old or young.

The person who came was dressed in a black robe, and the whole person was tightly covered inside, and his face was covered with a pitch-black mask, which made people shudder.

"Hmph, spare your life."

The voice was old, and Yihu knew what role he was facing.

Shang Wenwu's black robe waved, and the person had already crossed into room 8888, he looked around with cold eyes, and when he saw Xia Xinhong and Gu Changying, he only nodded slightly.

The Winged Tiger also climbed over the wall and looked at the people present.

Three master-level masters, he somewhat understood what Yan Dongliang was afraid of at the moment.

Yan Dongliang and their mere trading relationship has not yet reached the point where they can compete with the masters.

"Your Excellency is afraid that you are going to say something, when I have no one in Dongyue, you will bully me and other juniors."

Xia Xinhong walked out, he was only forty-one or twelve years old now, but his appearance remained the same as young, like twenty-seven or eighteen years old.

"I apologize to you for this matter, I have offended a lot, please bear with me."

In Yihu's eyes, there was no trace of arrogance before, and he apologized when he apologized, without ambiguity at all, and bowed.

"Yingguo people," Gu Changying said in a low voice.

"No wonder the apology is so simple," Xia Xinhong scolded in his heart.

Let Yingguo people apologize is as simple as eating and drinking, the customs of the two countries are fundamentally different, in Yingguo, apology is a science, we must learn to apologize at any time, and even this knowledge has been compiled into children's textbooks.

"Hmph, you people from Yingguo, enter my Dongyue, deceive me and others, and act recklessly and without fear."

Shang Wenwu said coldly: "I don't know what you are planning to wait for Dongyue, go back to Yingguo quickly, Dongyue does not welcome you people." ”

If you want to completely cut off the Yihu in Hua'an City, deportation is the only option.

Although Shang Wenwu's murderous intent was heavy, after dozens of moves, he knew that he would not be able to kill the other party in a short period of time.

The people of Yingguo save their lives, move quickly, hide, and infiltrate too many means to prevent it, and he can't eradicate the hidden danger at this moment.

"Dongyue Shangguo has always been the envy of people from small countries like us, and Yihu's trip is only for exchanges, so what is the plan."

Yihu was not in a hurry, his expression was normal, he talked eloquently, and avoided talking about some questions.

"You don't want to think that those little actions you did in Hua'an City were seamless, if I went to Tiger Mountain to find Sect Master Yan, you shouldn't regret it."

Shang Wenwu's eyes narrowed, and he looked at Yan Dongliang, making this guy tremble.

It's really Shang Wenwu who pulled out his sword without saying a word, which was too scary.

He was just a high-level cultivator, and if Shang Wenwu made a move, he didn't know how he would die.

"Hmph, we'll see."

Yihu sneered at a few people, and didn't take the stairs, but went straight out of the broken window.