"Guo Meng must have something to do but has not arrived in the Central Plains yet. Now, in order to save people, Jiang Feng is looking for someone to pretend to him to come and deceive us!" Long Xingchen also woke up.

Ou Cheng even spoke sarcastically: "If this person is really Guo Meng, how could he be scared? And why are you here with you so on time?"

"Yes, Lord Guo Meng was alone in cracking the death of warriors from the Seventeen Kingdoms, shocking the existence of the whole world. How could he be scared to pee? And, how could he come with you?"

Everyone laughed and laughed.

Upon hearing this, the onlookers all woke up and pointed their finger at Jiang Feng.

A pair of ridiculous gazes and mocking words fell on Jiang Feng one after another.

It seems that Jiang Feng is a person with no credit in their hearts.

Every word or word is not worth believing.

Boom boom boom boom!

At this moment, the sound of a car engine soaring into the sky suddenly came from countless streets.

Countless people looked into the distance in shock and saw endless trucks running towards them.

Every big truck is full of people.

"What's going on?" Everyone was confused.

I don't know what happened.

Something even more incredible happened, and the big trucks were parked very close.

Then one by one, the golden armored warriors turned over and got out of the car.

Then countless unarmed people were escorted by Golden Armored Warriors.

one.

two.

Three.

There are hundreds of lines in a row.

This is not over yet, and trucks are coming from behind, transporting more people.

"Is this... the men under the Northern Province Jiuye? It is said that there are 30,000 warriors under the Northern Province Jiuye, and 5,000 people as vanguards, and Guo Meng led the team."

"Are these the five thousand pioneer warriors?" Someone said in shock, and his black pupils suddenly shrank.

"Impossible? No matter how popular the five thousand warriors are, at least they will die a lot, right? Look, there are so many trucks in the distance, how many people are escorted?"

All the people watching were shocked.

At some time, there were so many more people in the most prosperous place in Central Plains.

And it seems that it has not arrived yet, and it is still increasing.

"No... this is impossible, this is absolutely impossible. No matter how strong Jiang Feng is, he will never be able to suppress Guo Meng and his five thousand pioneers!"

Gong Tianlong couldn't believe it.

"Yes, it's absolutely impossible. Something must be wrong! How could this rough man who is not worthy of being on the table have such skills?"

Gong Qianqian also felt chilled.

Not only the brother and sister were unbelievable, but Long Xingchen and others beside them were even gritting their teeth.

Word by word in my heart.

None of them wanted to believe that Jiang Feng really has such strength.

"Support them now, I can spare you from death, otherwise the Dragon Scale Army and the Three Thousand Battle Dragons will be enough to destroy you in an instant."

Jiang Feng stood with his hands behind his back and spoke indifferently.

His words were very cold, but his eyes were very hot.

Gong Yingxue's family is sometimes very bad for Jiang Feng.

But Jiang Feng knew that it was because they didn’t know their strength yet.

I don't know how strong he is.

One day, he will completely take over the peerless dragon gate and reveal his fangs in front of the whole world.

They will definitely change their views on themselves.

But if someone wants them to die and hurt them, then Jiang Feng will never allow it.

"Jiang Feng, don't think that you are so arrogant. We will be afraid of you. Master Zhou should be on the stage!"

Yang Wenbin smiled sarcastically, and everyone else was laughing at the sky after hearing the three words Master Zhou.

In their eyes, Jiang Feng has thousands of troops.

It is definitely impossible to be Master Zhou’s opponent.

Master Zhou Tianshi studied the heavens and man, and was extremely terrifying.

He has a great skill and reached the top of the Global Martial Arts Conference sixty years ago.

A waste like Jiang Feng is not worthy of picking up shoes for Zhou Tianshi!

"The boy who has not grown all the hair is now kneeling down and apologizing to Mr. Yang. Otherwise, it will be too late to regret it when I twist your head off!"

Contemptuous words came from behind everyone, and an old man in Tang suit, with a relaxed spirit and a solemn expression, walked towards him.
Chapter completed!