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Chapter 897

Capital City, Dragon Pavilion.

Tianlong narrowed his eyes and sat on the chair, listening to Fu Long talking in his ears.

"Didn't I say it all? Lord Dragon King didn't say anything, so we can't take action!" Tianlong slowly opened his eyes, sat upright, picked up the stainless steel tea cup placed on the table, unscrewed it and blew away a layer of broken tea leaves floating on it, sucked a small mouthful, and suddenly felt that his whole tongue was bitter, but he enjoyed this feeling more.

"Drink a cup?" Tianlong handed over the teacup.

Fu Long twitched the corners of his mouth, shook his head, and refused with a very firm attitude.

This is definitely not a good intention, he thought to himself.

"You know everything about Xingchen Sect, and that Lord Dragon King cannot not know, but knowing that it is one thing, and whether you can take action is another. You must know that Longge and Xingchen Sect are clearly different. It is difficult to separate the relationship. If you really go, the matter will be very big. Even if the crisis of Xingchen Sect is resolved this time, what can you do? Xingchen Sect will definitely be encouraged by the blessings of the cave heaven and the world, and even all the immortal cultivation sects. This is like a group of gangsters fighting. You, a policeman, rushed over to help one of them, even if you win, so what? That gangster can develop well? It's impossible."

Fu Long laughed and said, "If Gao Ge heard you say this, he would definitely scold you."

Tianlong shrugged indifferently: "What he said seems to care too much about me, has he scolded me less?"

Fu Long was silent.

Tianlong has already said this to this point.

What else can he say?

This guy has been tempered by Gao Ge, and has entered a state of thick skin and thick flesh.

"And, even if our Long Pavilion doesn't take action, do you think no one will come to help?" Tianlong suddenly said.

"Hmm?" Fu Long was stunned, "Are you ready?"

"It's not me. Even I can't order that person to do anything!" Tianlong sighed and said.

Fu Long was a little surprised and began to think in his mind, who was the "that person" in Tianlong's mouth?

Who else can besides Lord Dragon King who can't listen to the instructions of Tianlong?

Who else!

...

Star Clan.

Gao Ge gradually gained the upper hand.

As for Wu Pobing, his body was covered in scars.

If the current trend continues, I am afraid,

Wu Pobing can't hold on for long.

If we start from a practical perspective, although it is not impossible to defeat Wu Pobing with Gao Ge's current strength, it can be imagined that it will be a fierce battle.

However, because of Xia Shengtang's unique intention, Wu Pobing's heart was in chaos.

If Gao Ge still cannot seize the opportunity and steadily occupy the peak under such circumstances, then he has to think about whether he has any problems with his ability.

Fortunately.

Gao Ge is still quite satisfied with the current situation.

As long as you follow the script you are in your hands and kill Wu Pobing, it will be a natural thing.

So Gao Ge accelerated the pace of his attack again.

He didn't want to give Wu Pobing any chance to breathe.

Moreover, although the Wu family is a family in the world of the world, things have developed to this point and there is no room for maneuver. If they do not seize this opportunity and beat the Wu family to hurt at one time, there will be more troubles they will encounter next.

In fact, there is an iron law whether it is the secular world, the immortal world, or the so-called blessings of the sky.

The strong prey on the weak.

The Star Clan has just been established. If you want other sects to take them seriously, you have to reveal your muscles.

Now, the Wu family came to her door, and in Gao Ge's eyes, it was to give them a chance to show off their muscles.

Gao Ge is a person who takes advantage of it.

With such a good opportunity in front of him, he naturally said that he would not let go of anything.

If it was just the Wu family, it would be a good thing.

If you are afraid, you will be afraid. In addition to the Wu family, there are some powerful enemies.

for example……

Nine Yang Sect.

Although Gao Ge and Xia Shengtang had no consequences when they destroyed the guardians and envoys of the Nine Yang Sect, they had to admit that the sect leader of the Nine Yang Sect did cause them a certain deterrence.

However, so far, no one from the Nine Yang Sect has appeared.

Gao Ge had to start wondering if the Wu family had received fake news...

In fact, what Gao Ge didn't know was that there were two sides confrontation about thirty miles away from the Star Sect.

"Are you really going to stop me?"

"Natural." The person who spoke was a kind-looking old man, wearing a white shirt, gray hair, but his figure was extremely tall. He looked more than 1.9 meters tall, and at the same time, he was carrying a long sword on his back.

There was a wine gourd around his waist, and he was calm when speaking, as if he did not take the three people in front of him seriously at all.

"I don't know who the leader of the Star Sect is. After all, I have only been out of seclusion, but he killed a guardian of my Nine Yang Sect and two special envoys, which can be considered a heavy blow to my Nine Yang Sect. This account cannot be written off just by your words." The leader of the Nine Yang Sect looked like a very calm middle-aged man with a smile on his eyebrows, but from his eyes, he could see his sacred fear of the old man in front of him.

In the current world of immortal cultivation, I know that there are not many people in front of me.

And he happened to be one of them.

When he was just a cultivator at the level of a master, the other party could already kill three grand masters in succession with his own strength.

He was lucky to be a bystander in that battle, but the shock of that scene is still unforgettable.

"I'm not here to persuade you, nor to reason with you. If you don't leave, I'll kill you." The old man picked up the wine gourd on his waist, took a sip, squinted his eyes and chuckled, "Fifty years ago, I could kill the cultivator in the realm of ancient martial arts, let alone now?"

"..." The middle-aged man couldn't help but be moved.

The other two people standing behind him were both special envoys of the Nine Yang Sect.

They were a little angry, but they did not dare to say anything. They had nothing to do except keep silent.

"The immortal cultivators in your world are all too weak and boring. Finally, they came out to be unique. It's really a pity." The old man said slowly, "For three hundred years, the sword on my body has never been sheathed. Do you know why?"

"Hmm?" The middle-aged man was stunned.

He knows a feather duster!

"Because, it's not worth it." The old man sighed and his face was silent.

After a long time, he waved his hand.

"Go back, you can't kill him. Even if I don't come, someone will come, but I'm faster." After saying that, three sword intents suddenly burst out from the wine gourd.

The middle-aged man's face changed slightly, and he pulled the two behind him, retreating a hundred feet apart.

"Get out!" The old man was faintly angry.

The middle-aged man smiled and bowed.

"The humiliation of today is remembered by Lu Chen, the Nine Yang Sect."
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