"You... are so strong?"

After a moment, Sikong Yanwu asked in disbelief.

When she set out the sword just now, she clearly felt the power of Song Baixing's aura!

Sikong Yanwu had only seen that state in her father.

But suddenly, Cen Zhan survived the land and broke through the shackles and killed Song Baixing with one arrow!

Accident!

Excited!

fear!

And excitement!

Countless emotions are constantly impacting Cen Zhan’s brain.

His mind was confused and his mind was blank!

But after hearing Sikong Yanwu's words, Cen Zhan suddenly shouted excitedly: "He hurts you, I will kill him!"

"Thanks……"

Sikong Yanwu was stunned at first, then a warm current appeared in her heart.

Who doesn’t want to have a man standing tall by his side?

Especially when you are bullied, you are angry!

Make the other party's blood splatter three feet!

"I, this should be the case!" Cen Zhan had completely forgotten Song Baixing's death.

He was delighted and excited!

This feeling of being thanked by the goddess made him crazy!

"withdraw!"

Li Shier issued an order, and the golden sedan slowly disappeared on the Golden Avenue.

At the end of the Golden Avenue is the Ghost Market.

Song Baixing died on Golden Avenue, and the people in Beihai are destined to be ruined.

At that time, more than those sects will want to start a war with Sikong Zhaixing.

Li Shier took out his notebook and began to outline.

He successfully made enemies in the North Sea.

After marking, he closed the notebook and asked the little leader in the passenger seat about Wanshanmeng.

Nan Shanhan took office, which was somewhat beyond Li Shier's expectations.

He didn't expect that the people from Wanshan League were already so impatient.

I am not dead yet.

And what is the purpose of this group of people choosing the location on Fengshantai in the Tianbang competition?

Not far from the time to the list, Li Shier decided to participate in it in person.

I took this opportunity to announce my return.

But before this, he must find out about Wen Jingzhu.

If the internal troubles are not solved, and the truth about my amnesia back then is not cleared, what is the point even if I ascend to the throne again?

Shortly after he left, Golden Avenue was blocked directly!

Passers-by were blocked, and the ghost market was closed for one day.

This kind of thing may not happen once a year.

"What's the situation?" Cen Zhan changed a Nanling horse and put on his makeup, and was full of energy!

Looking at the noisy crowd on the street, he and Sikong Yanwu murmured in a low voice: "Let's go to the city lord's mansion first. After all, it's still a bit of a risk to kill Song Baixing."

"Yeah." Sikong Yanwu nodded, but before they could leave, an old man suddenly appeared in front of the two of them.

"Does go!"

Cen Zhan didn't notice it before, but after discovering it, he just shouted and rushed to the city lord's mansion to take refuge.

But the old man in front of him seemed to be unable to hear it.

"court death!"

Cen Zhan swung a whip and drove Nanling horse to step over the man.

The old man raised his head suddenly and raised him with one hand and his horse high!

Then, it hit the ground heavily!

puff!

Cen Zhan squirted out a mouthful of blood, his face as miserable as white paper.

"Bold! I am Princess Beihai, you..."

"Princess Beihai?" The old man's hoarse voice came, and he raised his head and looked at Sikong Yanwu: "It's really interesting."

"Not bad! This princess is from Beihai. If you know the truth, hurry up..." Sikong Yanwu was a little nervous, but she was interrupted for the second time before she finished speaking.

"Can Beihai bully my ghost market?"

Swish!

The old man only left a afterimage on the spot. When he appeared again, he was already behind Sikong Yanwu!

Bang!

He slapped out with a palm!

Sikong Yanwu felt a chill on her back and fainted.

"Take these two people away, cut off their heads and send them to Beihai!" The old man said with a blank expression: "The majesty of the ghost market is not allowed to provoke anyone!"

"Abide by the order!"

As soon as the words were finished, countless figures began to move.

And all the guards of the North Sea fell in pools of blood.

For a moment, the smell of blood was filled with the Golden Avenue.

Blood dyed gold red.

at this time.

In the city lord's mansion.

Xiao Long is worried about the public trial tomorrow.

“Failed.”

Just as he was planning, Wen Jingzhu walked out of a room inside, her face looking a little ugly.

"The things refined from the Divine Dragon Cauldron are always almost on fire."

"Failed again?" Xiao Long frowned.

From morning to now, I can't remember how many times I failed.

"The vines have been used up. The explosion in Niu Town caused all the vines we planted to be destroyed. If we continue, we can only use my blood." Wen Jingzhu looked at her fingers, as if she was making a decision.

"No!"

Xiao Long hurriedly stopped him: "Manager Wu Yuan has arrived in Yongcheng, and they must investigate your whereabouts. At this moment, you should recover your physical strength and not do such a physically harmful thing!"

"But..." Wen Jingzhu struggled with pain: "But Wanshan Alliance has selected a new Holy Lord. If you cannot refine the longevity pill at this time, it may be too late..."

"wait!"

Xiao Long sighed and slapped his thighs suddenly: "By the way, my man caught a detailed work today, guess who he is!"

"who?"

Wen Jingzhu asked casually.

She has always been optimistic and feels nervous and anxious for the first time.

"The Undefeated Temple!"

Xiao Long said excitedly: "I read the information of the old city lord and found that he had had close contacts with the people from the Undefeated Temple! Today, after being tortured and forced to confess, the detailed work finally admitted it. It turned out that when the old city lord was there, he contacted the Undefeated Temple every year!"

"The Undefeated Temple?" Wen Jingzhu couldn't understand why Xiao Long was so excited.

Her whole thoughts are now on the Dragon Cauldron.

"After my investigation, the Undefeated Temple is very likely to be a defeated organization!" Xiao Long said, adding firmly: "Ninety-nine percent, that person is defeated!"
To be continued...