Hyper-fusion, I have infinite forms

Chapter 170: Hongmen Banquet, Continuous Killing, Phantom Mist

In front of the city lord's mansion in Luocheng.

Zhou Yan and Feng Wuxiang slowly stopped.

Feng Wuxiang turned to Zhou Yan and smiled, "Zhou Tian, ​​we will just have to act according to the situation. The Zhulu Society's dominance over the world is a foregone conclusion. If this Shen Jiuchong chooses to surrender, then we will have saved ourselves from killing. But if he resists stubbornly, or even if he plans to take the opportunity to attack me today, then you can't blame us for being ruthless."

Zhou Yan nodded slightly: "So, what do you do next."

"Now the Nine-fold Mirage doesn't even open its gates. Did he really invite you?"

"It's very simple."

Feng Wuxiang chuckled, and then suddenly whistled loudly: "Zhulu Club Liefeng Hall, Feng Wuxiang comes to pay his respects, is the Lord of Mirage City here?"

As he spoke, he jumped up, floating in the air as if flying in the air, and in an instant he was standing on the top of the gate of the City Lord's Mansion.

Zhou Yan followed closely, and just when he jumped onto the gate tower, Feng Wuxiang jumped down again lightly.

This time, he seemed to have violated the law of gravity. A sharp air current surrounded his body, and he floated down to the ground like a god of the wind.

Zhou Yan then jumped off the gate tower and stood beside Feng Wuxiang.

At this time, nearly ten warriors, both men and women, young and old, holding swords and weapons, had rushed out of the house.

As soon as they rushed out, they saw Feng Wuxiang and Zhou Yan standing in the yard.

One of them was wearing a long blue robe, the other was wearing a black suit. One had a warm smile on his face, the other had a calm and peaceful expression.

They seem to be two almost completely opposite types.

“It’s Feng Wuxiang!”

Suddenly someone exclaimed.

Although they did not recognize Zhou Yan, they were obviously very familiar with Feng Wuxiang, one of the faces of Zhulu Club and the leader of Liefeng Hall who was known as the most handsome man in the world.

Feng Wuxiang smiled faintly. He stood tall with his hands behind his back. The fierce wind around him slowly subsided. He said in a loud voice: "Since the Lord of Mirage City has invited me so kindly, I would be letting him down if I don't come."

Zhou Yan couldn't help but admire Feng Wuxiang's relaxed and comfortable look as he stood with his hands behind his back.

This guy is really too handsome.

To put it simply, whether you can show off depends on the person.

No matter how handsome some people are, once they start to pretend to be cool, their status will be ruined.

Even if some people are not handsome, the elegance revealed in their every move can really raise their fashion sense.

And this Feng Wuxiang, not only has extremely good looks, but also has that natural charm. He is definitely a born protagonist.

He is the kind of guy who attracts everyone's attention as soon as he appears.

Feng Wuxiang glanced at the scene and said, "Unparalleled Sword Xue Long, Monument Breaker Lü Zhaolong, Double Flower Hook Bai Lanxiang. They are all famous masters in the southern martial arts world. Now they have come out together to welcome a junior like me. I am really flattered."

He then asked, "You should all be friends invited by the City Lord of Mirage, right? Where did the City Lord of Mirage go?"

"Master Feng, why don't you come through the main gate, but instead learn from those petty thieves to climb over the wall?"

A cold voice came from inside the house, and then a thin figure slowly walked out.

When he appeared in the sunset, his appearance was revealed. He was a middle-aged man with a face as pale as paper.

Feng Wuxiang nodded at him, then smiled and said, "Lord of the City of Mirage, you are joking. It was you who invited me to the banquet, but when I arrived here, the door was closed and there was not even anyone to pass the message. I thought it was not polite to be late, so I came in on my own."

He looked at the whole audience with a smile: "I didn't expect that the Lord of Mirage City is not only alive, but also invited so many relatives and friends to gather together. It's me who is rude."

The white-faced middle-aged man, Shen Jiuchong, looked at Feng Wuxiang coldly and said, "Since Hall Master Feng is here, please come in. I have specially prepared good wine and delicious food, which will surely satisfy you."

When he said the words "good wine and good food", he deliberately emphasized the tone.

Feng Wuxiang smiled and shook his head: "Lord of the Mirage City, I wanted to come and have a good talk with you to prevent this prosperous Luocheng from being stained by blood, but I see that you have no such intention, so I will not disturb you from waiting for the final reunion."

He turned around and looked at Zhou Yan: "Zhou Tian, ​​let's go, this nine-layer mirage is too small and boring."

Zhou Yan smiled and turned around.

However, they saw that two people had already silently blocked the retreat from behind.

Feng Wuxiang smiled and said, "Zhou Tian, ​​it seems that this Nine-Layer Mirage is really not that great. They are too lazy to even put in the superficial efforts. I guess they are going to start fighting."

Zhou Yan nodded calmly: "That's normal. You are coming to seize the city. If it were me, I would kill you first."

At this time, the cold voice of Mirage Jiuchong came over: "Master Feng, I admire your courage to come to the appointment with only one person, but don't you think your behavior is stupid?"

"Without the help of Fierce Wind Hall and your partner Wu Chang Shou, do you still expect to escape by yourself?"

Feng Wuxiang still smiled as he faced the people in the encirclement who were once again moving closer with a cruel smile: "Lord of the City of Mirage, let's not talk about whether you can stop me. Even if you can really keep me here, aren't you afraid that my Junior Brother Yun will bring the Fierce Wind Hall and the Black Cloud Hall to seek revenge?"

Shen Jiuchong smiled sinisterly: "If I can keep you, I can also kill Yun Wuchang."

Feng Wuxiang chuckled: "Let's assume that you can kill me and my junior brother, but aren't you afraid of the leader of the Zhulu Society - Lord Ba Jue!"

Shen Jiuzhong suddenly laughed wildly and said, "Since the fall of the Imperial City, we have not heard of Ba Jue's disappearance in the martial arts world. Otherwise, why would your Second Hall Master Wu Xiang Wu Chang have to fight so hard for so long to expand this little territory? Let me guess, is he dead?"

Feng Wuxiang's expression changed slightly, and he suddenly turned around and stared at Shen Jiuchong with cold eyes.

Shen Jiuchong looked at Feng Wuxiang's expression and thought that his guess was true, so he couldn't help but shout:
"Let's do it! Today, let this world-shaking God of the Wind fall here!"

After he finished speaking, the masters surrounding the two men attacked them together.

Knives, spears, sticks, fists, hooks, whips, swords, halberds, all kinds of weapons, surrounded by various colors of strange external true qi, instantly enveloped the two people.

"Zhou Tian, ​​protect yourself!" Feng Wuxiang shouted softly. Then he stepped on his feet, spun at high speed on the spot, and soared into the air like a tornado.

Feng Wuxiang kicked out in the air, and his spinning kick brought out a terrifying gust of wind. He actually single-handedly rolled back all the combined attacks from so many masters.

Zhou Yan looked at the amazing momentum displayed by Feng Wuxiang's moves and wondered what magical skills he could learn from Naba. He thought he could just learn Feng Wuxiang's leg techniques.

So damn handsome!

The next second, he tilted his head slightly and avoided the whip by a hair's breadth.

However, after being forced back by Feng Wuxiang's attack, the enemy immediately regrouped and attacked again.

Six people joined forces to kill Feng Wuxiang, but two people who were closer to him attacked him.

"Kill Feng Wuxiang's follower first!"

Follower?

Zhou Yan's mouth twitched.

Although he is relatively low-key, it is still a loss to be treated as a follower.

The whip had already come towards him again, and not only that, a swordsman on the other side also rushed forward and slashed at him.

The whip and the blade were all covered with violently flowing energy.

The next moment, the attacks came down simultaneously.

The swordsman's eyes blurred, and he swung his long sword to cut the ground beneath his feet. He found that Zhou Yan, who was standing there, had disappeared from his sight.

boom!
There was a horrible noise coming from the other side.

He turned back in shock, only to see that the whip master who had attacked with him had been knocked away and then hit the wall.

The whip master's eyes bulged out, blood gushed from his mouth, his abdomen was sunken, his back was bulging, and his back was arched and completely embedded in the wall.

Zhou Yan slowly pulled his left fist out of the man's sunken abdomen, looked at the already silent enemy, and sneered.

Although he can also use the powerful "true qi" to protect his body, the strength of this master's true qi does not seem to be enough to withstand the strength of twenty people.

The protective energy was directly pierced through and he died on the spot.

However, there was no hint of reward for killing this second-rate expert.

It seems that [Order] will only reward him with spirituality and items when he kills enemies affected by Chaos.

Zhou Yan turned around and looked at the swordsman who had already reacted, with a sinister smile on his lips.

The swordsman shouted in horror and turned around and ran away.

Zhou Yan did not chase after him.

He quickly looked towards Feng Wuxiang, only to see that this handsome man was using his formless and terrifying body movements to navigate the combined attack of six people without feeling any pressure at all.

Feng Wuxiang and those so-called martial arts masters are completely not at the same level of strength.

The next second, Feng Wuxiang seemed to have found a suitable opportunity and kicked three times in the air. The three people flew backwards on the spot with blood flowing out of their mouths.

One of them was flying backwards towards Zhou Yan's side. He attacked without hesitation, and his movements were still not graceful, but as fierce as a tiger's.

With just one sudden charge and shoulder charge, Feng Wuxiang's protective energy was dispersed on the spot. The middle-aged man, who had no time to catch his breath, was knocked flying with broken bones and tendons, and died on the spot.

Zhou Yan, who killed the enemy, did not stop. He quickly turned back and turned into a shadow and pounced on another woman who had just landed. She was holding a curved hook in each hand and just had time to look up.

Then she saw Zhou Yan who had already rushed in front of her.

Roar!
Her pupils trembled, as if she saw the shadow of a white tiger appearing on Zhou Yan's body. She immediately clenched the hooks with both hands and slashed out.

Zhou Yan curled his lips slightly as he pounced, and quickly stretched out his hands, instantly grabbing the woman's wrists and pulling them to the sides.

Pei Ran Mo Yu's amazing power burst out, and the woman had no ability to resist, and the door was wide open in an instant.

Immediately afterwards, Zhou Yan hit him in the chin with a terrifying high knee.

Click!

The double-hooked woman's skull exploded, and when Zhou Yan released her hands, she fell limply to the ground.

Killed three people in an instant!

"Great!"

Feng Wuxiang, who was being entangled by the three people's killing moves at this time, laughed loudly.

Before Zhou Yan had time to respond to Feng Wuxiang's compliment, a strange and crisp bell suddenly rang out.

Jingle Bell--

He turned around and saw Shen Jiuchong, who had been standing there without moving, holding up the bell and shaking it, sneering at him.

The city lord's pale face and his eyes were red, as if he had turned into a demon.

As the bells rang, endless fog rose from nowhere, completely trapping Zhou Yan in chaos.

Zhou Yan frowned slightly.

What is this? An illusion? Or a spell?
In the mist, Feng Wuxiang's surprised voice was heard: "Shen Jiuchong, you also learned strange martial arts!?"

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