Chapter 19
"Seeing that you are also members of the imperial palace, you never thought that you would act so dirty."

Looking at the few people who were jumping up and down fighting against his rune, and the person behind them who was staring at him with a saber, Feng Hongge dismissed it.

Sure enough, the place with the highest power is also the place where people's hearts are the most chaotic.

Although the power of my Sky Gathering Talisman is not small, the strength of those people is also not weak. Seeing that the color of my Sky Gathering Talisman has become extremely light and is about to disappear, the ring on Singer Fenghong flashed, The wooden sword with a very ordinary handle is held on Fenghong Singer.

Some people who had already scattered the Jutian Talisman rushed towards Feng Hongge with their swords in their hands.

They all hold a dark blue long sword with a thick handle in their hands, and a crimson line is thinly drawn on the tip of the sword.

Feng Hongge was a little surprised when he saw the lines with sharp eyes.

I have seen that kind of pattern on a sword of old man Wuji. I heard from old man Wuji that it is a condensate pattern that can increase sword energy. There is only one kind of person in the world who can draw it. Could it be that these people are from that family? of?

The old man Wuji seemed to have told himself when he was chatting with him before that it is good to mess with anyone, but not the family.

His mind froze for a moment, but looking at the sword energy in front of him that was about to reach the tip of his nose, Feng Hongge waved the long sword in his hand to channel his true energy without the slightest hesitation.

No matter which family he is, they asked for it.

Defending the attack ahead, Feng Hongge's brain was running fast, thinking about his own situation.

There are probably more than a dozen enemies in front of me now, and the sword in my hand is not low-grade. I only have an ordinary wooden sword. If it is an ordinary person, even the sword energy from their sword cannot be resisted. If you want to get out of your body, you have to find another way.

The few people rushing to the front who were fighting Feng Hongge were also very surprised. They didn't expect that she could resist his attack with an ordinary wooden sword, and a faint retreat arose in their hearts for a moment.

Feng Hongge noticed the subtle surprise in their eyes, moved his left hand, and a burst of true energy gushed out, sweeping towards the few people in front of him, and his sleeves fluttered for a moment. Three meters away.

Since your weapons are no match for them, then use your cultivation to make up for it.

Originally, there were still a few people standing behind watching this farce, but now seeing that the brothers from the same school were swept to the ground like this, they didn't wait, and jumped up with their swords in their hands, wanting to end it from top to bottom Feng Hongge.

Feng Hongge naturally saw their actions, but he couldn't do it for a while, so he was anxious.

Seeing that the sword energy had hit Feng Hongge's hair, suddenly, a burst of green light swept across from outside the hotel, and several people who jumped up were instantly knocked to the ground by the green light.

The people in front of Feng Hongge were also tripped by the green light and fell to the ground unable to move.

This sudden change in the situation made Feng Hongge puzzled. Is someone helping him?
Outside the door, a white figure slowly walked into the store, and with a cold glance, all the people on the ground stood up and lowered their heads.

The person who came was the high priest sent by his father, Qian Wuyuan.

"Are you here to fight?"

There was a silence in the store, only Qian Wuyuan's clear and shallow voice came slowly, the voice was neither urgent nor slow, neither arrogant nor impatient, but it contained incomparable deterrence.

Hearing Qian Wuyuan's voice, several of the apprentices trembled slightly.

"Yes, it's that woman who doesn't know good from bad."

Seeing that no one was talking around, one of the apprentices seemed to feel a little wronged, so he defended himself.

Qian Wuyuan looked along the apprentice's fingers, and saw that the woman in red standing amidst a burst of dust was exactly the Feng Hongge he had met before.

Sure enough, his prediction was indeed accurate, and he really met her.

Looking at Fenghong Singer holding a somewhat mutilated wooden sword, Qian Wuyuan also knew it in his heart.

Unexpectedly, she actually used this sword to repel them, and she really deserved that kind of fate.

His pupils shrank, seeing Feng Hongge's fate again, Qian Wuyuan couldn't help being amazed again.

 ~ More text, there will be an update in the afternoon. ~
  
 
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