When they were about to reach the center of St. Casino, they finally encountered a powerful enemy.

Especially an old man from China, Nangong Jian was a little afraid and said to Xiao Feng in a low voice: "His combat power should be no less than that of you and me."

"Oh." Xiao Feng narrowed his eyes and looked at the old man carefully. At the same time, he muttered in his heart that it seemed that the real masters were all from China, Western fighting techniques, and so on, and almost stopped at the level of human weapons.

"Fifth brother, I think he looks familiar, as if he is a broken soul with an iron palm, Deng Qiubo." Suddenly, Nangong Ying whispered.

"Iron Palm Broken Soul, Deng Qiubo." Nangong Jian was stunned, looked carefully, and nodded: "Well, it seems it was him."

"Who is Xiao Feng?" Just as Nangong Jian and Nangong Ying muttered, the old man spoke, his voice was so loud that it was like rolling thunder.

"I am Xiao Feng." Xiao Feng took a step forward and said in a deep voice.

"Snatch me and I'll spare you your life." The old man said coldly: "Young man, don't be too arrogant. This is not a place where you can go wild."

When Xiao Feng heard this, he felt sick: "Lao Bangzi, don't be arrogant, this is not a place where you can be proud of it."

"Boy is arrogant." The old man was furious: "Believe it or not, I will kill you."

"Deng Qiubo, you are becoming more and more arrogant as you grow older." Nangong Jian spoke coldly.

"Who are you?" The old man heard the other party calling out his name, his face changed and he looked at Nangong Jian.

"Nangong Jian."

"Nangong Jian." Deng Qiubo frowned, and then his face changed: "You are Nangong Jian of the Nangong Family."

"That's right." Nangong Jian nodded.

"How do you get to..."

"Deng Qiubo, for your fellow ancient martial arts, I would like to remind you, don't mislead yourself. Xiao Feng is the most noble friend of our Nangong family, and his enemy is the enemy of our Nangong family." Nangong Jian said in a deep voice.

Deng Qiubo's face changed again when he heard Nangong Jian's words: "How could your Nangong family be..."

"This is the order of our head Nangong Jishi."

"Nangong Ji is." Hearing this name, Deng Qiubo's face changed. He hesitated for a long time and bowed: "Then I won't flow in this muddy water."

"Okay." Nangong Jian was relieved when he saw the other party retreat. After all, the other party is also a strong man, so it would be best if he could not fight. "Another day, Brother Deng is welcome to our Nangong family as a guest."

"Yes." Deng Qiubo nodded, then stopped looking at the person behind him and quickly walked away.

He knew that the spokesperson and the puppet king were really going to be over this time. They were not in power at the beginning, but now the Nangong family has been involved again, so how can they fight? So, leaving now is the best choice.

Seeing Deng Qiubo, who was among them, left without a fight, the others were stunned. They hesitated for a moment, but still stopped him: "You want to go over, fight first."

"You are worthy of killing them." Nangong Ying shouted loudly, and several masters from the Nangong family rushed forward.

"Let's keep moving forward." Nangong Jian said to Xiao Feng.

Xiao Feng nodded, not calming down. It seemed that the Nangong family was really strong. Otherwise, how could such a super expert retreat without fighting? It seems that the old guy is right, no one is willing to offend the terrifying Nangong family.

Keep moving forward, another master appeared, and there was no nonsense at all, so he fought when he came up.

"Kill." Xiao Feng and others naturally would not be polite, and they all took action, and the two sides started a melee.

One of them is also at the same level as Xiao Feng and Nangong Jian, but he was stopped by Nangong Jian. He vaguely gained the upper hand, and he mentioned the name of the Nangong family.

No surprise, after hearing the name of the Nangong family, this person stopped and left. He also understood why they got here so quickly. It was not that they had met Deng Qiubo, but that it was probably because Deng Qiubo did not dare to take action.

The four words of the Nangong Family are really useful. Any Chinese ancient martial arts master who hears Nangong Jian's words will say that they will not interfere anymore. After a while, they will walk to the most central building.

"You actually came over." An old man in a big red robe looked at them in surprise.

"The Red Robe Ancestor." Xiao Feng was nothing. Nangong Jian and Nangong Ying's faces changed. This person was a truly awesome person. He was of the same level as Xi Du, and they could not compete with him.

"What is the Red Painting Ancestor?" Xiao Feng was stunned. He had only heard of Dahong Painting, but he had never heard of the Red Painting Ancestor. However, seeing the reactions of Nangong Jian and Nangong Ying, he was also a little worried that it would be a super awesome person who could make them like this.

"He is the same level as the Western Poison you encountered before. I guess we can't get any advantage if we add up." Nangong Jian said, but he was not afraid. If he really had to fight, then he would fight. The face of the Nangong family would not be lost.

"..." Xiao Feng's heart thumped, "Damn it, he's really a super awesome."

"You are from the Nangong Family." The Red-robed Ancestor also looked at the two of them and showed a strange smile: "No wonder you came here so soon. It turned out that the Nangong Family was also involved. Deng Qiubo and the others dared not be enemies of the Nangong Family."

"Senior Red Rou..."

As soon as Nangong Jian spoke, Xiao Feng's mouth twitched. Damn, why is this old guy so old? I guess he is one senior than the old guy.

"Senior Red Rou, I think you already know that the spokesperson and the puppet king are rebels, so they are definitely doomed to fail..."

"What's wrong with the rebels? Haha, this world is a world where the winner is the king. Whether the rebels or orthodox, winning or losing is the most important thing. When the emperor was alive, he could control the poker, but the old ghost has been dead for many years. It's time for another person to control the poker." The old ancestor of the Red Robe interrupted Nangong Jian's words and said mockingly.

Nangong Jian's face changed: "Senior Honglang, so you must take care of this matter."

"Others are afraid of your Nangong family, but I am not afraid of your Nangong family." The Red Robe Ancestor sneered: "If Nangong Ji was standing in front of me, he might be afraid, but you two... are not qualified yet."

"..." Nangong Jian and Nangong Ying's faces turned blue and white. They opened their mouths to refute, but they didn't know how to refute. After all, the Red Robe Ancestor was telling the truth.

Nangong Jian and Nangong Ying did not say anything, which did not mean that Xiao Feng was willing to listen, and both of them came to stand up for him, so naturally they didn’t want them to be embarrassed: “I said the old ghost in red robe, you seem to be quite awesome.”

The old ghost in red robe.

Nangong Jian and Nangong Ying were both stunned. Even the Red Robe Ancestor himself was stunned, and then his face became gloomy: "Boy, didn't your elders teach you to respect the elderly and love the young?"

"Respect the elderly and love the young, haha, of course I have taught me, but I have also taught me. If you see someone relying on your seniority, then you don't have to be polite." Xiao Feng laughed: "I think you are such a guy who relies on your seniority."

"Boy is looking for death." The Red-robed Ancestor is circulating in the ancient martial arts world for many years, and few people dare to speak to him like this, especially in recent years, after many older generation masters fell, his status is even more respectful. Whoever sees him must not shout respectfully, "Old Ancestor."

But the boy in front of me is fine. I just want him to call him an old ghost, but I also say that he is relying on his seniority.

"Ha, I find you are more arrogant than Xi Du." Xiao Feng smiled coldly: "Xi Du didn't tell you why he left Poker."

The Red Painting Ancestor was stunned. He had a little disagreement with Xi Du, so he naturally didn't know what was going on, and he didn't think about anything else at all. So when he heard Xiao Feng ask this, he really didn't know how to answer.

"I tell you, Xi Du left after fighting with me. Do you believe me?" Xiao Feng said very pretentiously.

"You." The old ancestor of the red robe frowned when he heard Xiao Feng's words and looked at Xiao Feng carefully: "It's up to you."

"That's right, just rely on me." Xiao Feng nodded.

"I admit that you are very strong, and you should be similar to the guy from the Nangong Family. And among the younger generation in the ancient martial arts world, you are also a peak existence, but you are still far from fighting with Western Poison."

"Why don't you believe it?" Xiao Feng curled his lips: "I have really fought with him. He went to Lawrence just to wait for me."

The Red-robed Ancestor frowned even deeper. He had heard of this. He didn't believe Xiao Feng's words in his heart, but he also felt that with the Western Poison's temperament, how could he keep a living? Could it be that this kid really has any trump card?

"How did you let Xi Du let you go?"

"I'll defeat him." Xiao Feng said with his mouth.

"It's nonsense." After the Red Robe Ancestor finished speaking, his body disappeared from the spot and slapped Xiao Feng with a palm: "Let me see how strong you are."

"Damn it, he still attacked at such an old age. It's so shameless." Xiao Feng's heart skipped and then cursed, but the sixth level of force he had already brewed had suddenly exploded and headed straight for the Red Painting Ancestor.

‘Bang’, Xiao Feng’s body shook, and the red-robed ancestor’s face changed slightly, and he also retreated again.

"How about it, you're not weaker than you." Xiao Feng said with some sternness.

"..." The old ancestor of the red robe looked at Xiao Feng and muttered in his heart. This guy is quite strong, but he is still far from Western Poison.

"What, I'm scared."

"I just used 50% of the force." I couldn't stand Xiao Feng's smug look and couldn't help but say coldly.

"Uh..." This time it was Xiao Feng's turn to be stunned. Damn, 50%. You know, he used all his strength just now, and he hadn't taken any advantage yet. This old ghost is so terrible.

"We two should be able to fight him." Nangong Jian whispered.

"No, I'll scare him again." Xiao Feng shook his head: "A truly awesome person can always do things without taking action."
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