Supreme Master In City

The Ghost King roared. Boundless power instantly erupted as he punched out, causing the heavens and earth to tremble.    

Unfortunately, the Ghost King's powerful punch didn't affect Loong Wei in the slightest.    

The Ghost King attacked for dozens of rounds, but Loong Wei only dodged repeatedly, and didn't attack at all.    

Loong Wei could see that the mind of the Ghost King had been suppressed by Hee Wuji, it was just a puppet.    

"Dominator Loong!" At this moment, Fong Kun rushed down from the mountain and shouted, "Hee Wuji has inserted silver needles into the back of the Ghost King's head. As long as the silver needles are forced out, the Ghost King will naturally regain his consciousness!"    

"Impudent!" Hee Wuji was thinking about how to subdue Loong Wei when he never expected Fong Kun to run out and even tell him the Ghost King's secret.    

He was furious and crazily rushed towards Fong Kun, wanting to get rid of him as soon as possible!    

"He Sect Master, your opponent is me!"    

Lee Hann sensed Hee Wuji's movement. With a sneer on his face, he lunged forward.    

"There are silver needles behind your head?" Loong Wei looked at the Ghost King hesitantly.    

For a moment, there was a constant fight at the foot of the mountain of True Martial Sect.    

Although Loong Wei could easily deal with the Ghost King, Bai Feng, Gong Feiyang, Hwangfu Ming and the others were not as relaxed.    

Hwangfu Ming even seemed to be at a disadvantage. After all, not only was his opponent powerful, he was also outnumbered.    

No matter if it was the elders of True Martial Sect or the elites of Holy Tao Aristocratic Family, they were all extremely difficult to deal with.    

Thump! Thump! Thump!    

At this moment, heavy footsteps could be heard. Ji Liuxian, who was dressed in white, had arrived with his army.    

The arrival of Lord from Northwest Realm had also announced the official attitude.    

True Martial Sect had brought chaos to the world. As the ruler of the world, Ji Liuxian absolutely couldn't sit idly by and do nothing. This time, he had to stand up for them.    

"Ji Lord, quickly take Loong Wei and the others down. His hand is too long, he even wants to interfere in the matters of Northwest Realm!"    

Hee Wuji's eyes lit up when he saw Ji Liuxian, and he spoke excitedly.    

"Ji Young Lord, we can't let Loong Wei live. The strength of Western Realm is getting stronger and stronger, and it will certainly threaten our Holy Tao Aristocratic Family in the future. Why don't we join hands and get rid of this scourge?"    

When Tang Sen saw the arrival of the Ji Family's Young Lord, his heart was instantly filled with excitement.    

Tang Sen knew very well that Ji Liuxian was a coward by nature. He would never stand on Loong Wei's side.    

"He Sect Master, you have gone too far." After Ji Liuxian stood still, he shook his head slightly at Hee Wuji, expressing his stance.    

When these words came out, how could the crowd not understand what Ji Liuxian meant?    

"Ji Lord, you are the Young Lord of the Ji Family. You need to be careful with your words." Hee Wuji shouted at Ji Liuxian while fighting Lee Hann.    

Tang Sen also had a hostile look in his eyes. "If Ji Young Lord insists on fighting, then Aristocratic Family Tang will think that this is the Ji Family's intention."    

"After that, we will definitely come here to demand an explanation and ask you why you want to attack the Aristocratic Family Tang!"    

Tang Sen had never thought that Bai Feng, who was fighting with him, would be so powerful. At this moment, he and He Yong had joined hands to deal with Bai Feng. As long as they were given a little more time, even if they were tired, they would still tire Bai Feng to death!    

Coincidentally, Ji Liuxian had brought some men with him, and judging from his words, he was actually standing on Loong Wei's side?    

"Get lost!"    

"Because of Young Lord's identity, I have lost all my fighting spirit. I have the strength, but I am just waiting to die."    

"What right do you, a trash, have to tell me what to do?!"    

Ji Liuxian was a very cultured and good-tempered person, but now, he was glaring at him with a furious expression.    

After being inspired by Loong Wei the last time, Ji Liuxian seemed to have been reborn, and he once again became hot-blooded and hot-blooded.    

Everyone was stunned. No one had thought that the gentle and gentle Ji Lord would actually curse at him.    

"Ji Young Lord, if you attack... That's not a matter between the True Martial Sect and the Western Realm Military Region. It's a great war between the Holy Tao Aristocratic Family!"    

"You have to think this through!"    

Lee Yaozu, who had been watching coldly from the sidelines, said with a threatening tone.    

"What? You want to fight me?" Ji Liuxian's blood and Qi surged. He didn't care who you were.    

Lee Yaozu shrugged. "I have good intentions. Since Ji Young Lord doesn't appreciate it, just pretend I didn't say anything."    

Lee Yaozu was arrogant and overbearing by nature, but he didn't dare to be too presumptuous in front of Ji Liuxian. After all, this man was the Young Lord of Ji Family, and his status was much higher than his.    

Furthermore, Ji Liuxian's strength had firmly surpassed his. There was no chance of him winning if he fought this man head on.    

"Hmph!" Ji Liuxian let out a cold snort and ordered his subordinates to surround and kill the remaining True Martial Sect members.    

"Ji Young Lord, this is a matter between Western Realm Military Region and True Martial Sect. As the Lord of Northwest Realm, you have a sensitive identity. It's better for you to watch the battle from the side."    

Suddenly, a hoarse voice of an old man sounded. Everyone stopped and looked into the distance.    

They saw an old man in a black coat and a group of high-ranking military officers striding towards them.    

Ni Feng'ann had brought the elite commander of Western Realm Military Region here to fight.    

The commanders. They lined up in a straight line. Each of them had a proud expression on their faces. They were wild and unruly, and they had lazy and arrogant smiles on their faces.    

"The leader of the Third Regiment, Yih Hui, greets Lord!"    

"Fourth regiment commander, su Muyang, greets Lord!"    

"Fifth regiment commander, cheng Ye, greets Lord!"    

……    

Many commanders followed behind Ni Feng'ann and bowed to Loong Wei, who was confronting the Ghost King.    

"The generals of Western Realm greet Lord!"    

Behind the commanders were the elites of each group. Although there were only about a hundred of them, they were all experts.    

Each one of them was full of energy, domineering and imposing.    

The main force of Western Realm Military Region had arrived. For a moment, the atmosphere at the foot of the mountain became tense.    

Originally, the True Martial Sect was relying on their numerical advantage to firmly hold the initiative on the battlefield.    

However, the arrival of the main force of Western Realm had caused the morale of everyone to drop.    

The ten major commanders of Western Realm Military Region were all present. This time, not to mention the True Martial Sect, even the Lee Aristocratic Family and Aristocratic Family Tang were afraid of them.    

"Bai Feng, you should rest. Leave these two to me." After saying that, the commander of the three groups, Yih Hui, unleashed his cold energy. He passed Ni Feng'ann and rushed towards Tang Sen and He Yong.    

"Brother Hui, send that brat surnamed He away. Today, my sword is going to drink blood to quench its thirst!" When Bai Feng saw Yih Hui arrive, he immediately felt the pressure decrease.    

"No problem!" A cold light flashed in Yih Hui's eyes. Both of his arms were filled with a terrifying cold air, and the air instantly became colder.    

Swoosh!    

An ice sword suddenly formed. Yih Hui held the ice sword in his hand and chopped down in the blink of an eye.    

"Hee Clan? Don't let me down!"    

When He Yong saw the ice sword coming at him, he was immediately enraged." Yih Hui, you don't want the Yi Family, but you want to be a dog in Western Realm? Are you out of your mind?"    

" Become a dog? " Yih Hui raised his eyebrows and sneered. His body was covered with frost, and his killing intent soared to the sky.    

"How could a mere ant know how wise and mighty our Lord is? He is unparalleled!"    

"You don't even have the qualifications to be a dog!"    

Boom!    

As soon as he finished speaking, Yih Hui's ice sword had already struck He Yong's black boxing glove, and a loud explosion resounded throughout the entire area.