The original tranquility of the West Mist Royal City was disrupted by the sudden arrival of a hundred people. Everyone was anxious and uneasy as they looked at the figures of these cold-blooded War Gods in fear.
They didn't know where these powerful men came from, nor did they know why they came here. However, at this moment, none of them could resist. They all stood there as if they were waiting to be judged by these cold-blooded War Gods.
The bright sun shone down from the clear blue sky, but no one felt any warmth …
"Swoosh!"
An extremely ear-piercing sound pierced through everyone's nerves. As if it was a conditioned response, everyone immediately looked towards the source of the sound.
The originally blue sky was suddenly torn open. A pitch-black and boundless space appeared in front of everyone, causing them to fall into a daze, unable to speak for a long time.
"Swoosh!"
An old man dressed in colorful clothes walked out from this pitch-black space. His face was rosy, and his entire body was flowing with a vast aura. Halos were bursting out, as if he was an ancient Saint God, looking down on the world. He casually glanced at the city beneath his feet. Wherever he looked, everyone lowered their heads, not daring to look at him directly. Everyone's heart was incomparably shocked.
"Welcome, three elders!"
The hundred cold-blooded War Gods that were floating in the air, after seeing this old man, immediately knelt down. Their voices were like the rise and fall of thunder, echoing for millions of miles, not stopping for a long time.
At this moment, in the courtyard of the Feng Clan, after seeing this old man, everyone opened their mouths wide, their eyes were filled with fear.
This old man came through the air, wasn't this something that only the legendary Saints could do?!
A Saint actually came!
Everyone almost suffocated. They could guess that these hundred Martial Kings weren't the main character, but they didn't expect that the main character was actually a Saint!
That was a legendary existence that was like a God. Their deeds usually appeared in the ancient books, but now, it actually appeared in front of them!
No one knew why this old man came, only Feng Chen looked a little excited …
He heard Feng Hao mention that the Feng Clan in the Imperial City had a Saint!
...
The three old men swept a glance at the city below. When they saw the statue of Feng Hao in the city square, they were slightly startled.
Swoosh!
He took a step forward and landed in front of the sculpture. As he looked at the heroic and extraordinary sculpture of the youth, the corners of his mouth curled up.
The people around the square were scared out of their wits. Many people directly fell to the ground and looked at him in horror. No one dared to make the slightest sound in the huge square. Even the drop of a needle could be heard.
Swoosh swoosh swoosh!
The men in the sky also leaped down one by one, forming ten groups and ten rows. They stood neatly behind the old man, not even a speck of dust was stirred up.
"Hehe!"
The three elders stroked the long white beard on their chins. Their eyes narrowed slightly as they chuckled. "There's actually a sculpture at such a young age."
Sweeping his gaze around, he walked toward an old man with a walking stick.
The old man was also anxious. When he saw the god-like old man walking toward him, he wanted to escape, but he couldn't move his feet. He could only stand on the spot and watch the old man approach.
"Excuse me, how do I get to this youth's clan?"
The three old men asked the old man warmly with friendly smiles on their faces.
Although his words were gentle, it made the old man's body tremble and his pupils dilate. The expressions of the others in the square changed as well. They looked at the three old men with a hint of vigilance.
This youth was the guardian of the kingdom. It was his existence that made the whole kingdom so stable, and the people could live and work in peace.
All of this was given by this youth!
At this moment, they suspected whether the three old men were Feng Hao's enemies …
I don't know! "
The old man supported himself with his walking stick, his body trembling. He gritted his teeth and said intermittently.
He couldn't betray his guardian. It didn't matter if he died, but if his descendants were to fall into trouble again because of his cowardice, he would rather die!
"You don't know?"
Upon hearing this reply, the three old men were stunned. Soon after, they discovered the decisiveness within the old man's turbid eyes. After which, he swept his gaze around, only to discover that the majority of the people had a determined expression on their faces. Only a few of the younger ones had faces filled with panic. Clearly, they were extremely flustered.
"Give up. I won't tell you!"
The old man's sonorous voice finally made the three old men understand the reason. Suddenly, they found it funny and lamented.
Do I look so fierce?
"It seems like I still have to find him myself."
Looking around, the three old men shook their heads with a bitter smile. "Hehe, actually, I'm Feng Hao's elder!"
After saying that, he took a step forward and appeared in the sky again. The 100 steel-like men followed closely behind him and hovered in the air.
"Phew!"
Almost all the people in the square collapsed. Their expressions were different. Some were fearful, some were lucky, some were anxious, some were uneasy, and some were confused.
"Elder?"
The old man with the crutch raised his head and looked at the saintly figure in astonishment. He didn't understand what was going on.
"Swoosh!"
In the sky, the three old men's eyes flashed with a silver light. It was dazzling and moving. They looked around the city and soon, they saw the location of the Feng Mansion.
"Swoosh!"
He took a step forward and appeared at the entrance of the Feng Mansion. His eyes were fixed on the signboard and the corner of his mouth slightly curved. "So it's here, right?"
"Swoosh swoosh swoosh!"
Hundreds of guards descended like raindrops and stood straight at the entrance of the Feng Mansion. When they saw the plaque with the word "Feng" on it, they were somewhat stunned and puzzled.
"Is it really the enemy of the Feng Mansion?"
The people who saw this scene from afar were all shocked and their faces were ashen.
Inside, Hua Yuntian and the others were also pale. At this moment, they all looked at Number 13, who was next to Feng Chen.
Now, only Number 13, who was unknown to them, could fight against these people who were all above the Martial King Realm.
"Let's go out!"
Feng Chen deeply exhaled as he spoke in an indifferent voice. Under the astonished gazes of the crowd, he strode towards the exit.
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