"Yes, young master!" Two level 4 warriors bowed at the same time.

Feng Qingyang, the young leader of Fengyue Sect, narrowed his eyes and looked at the giant beast-like city in the distance, and smiled coldly.

Among the second-level sects in Yuezhou, Fengyue Sect is closest to the wilderness of Tiannan, and has the weakest power. It has always been suppressed by other second-level sects in Yuezhou. If the territory of Juquemen and Badao Sect is taken at the same time, the territory of Fengyue Sect can be doubled, and the sphere of influence will catch up with other second-level sects in Yuezhou, and no longer have to be ridiculed by other second-level sects in Yuezhou.

This time, the Juque Sect and the Badao Sect have been watching the changes, and they seem to have no intention of mixing them. However, for Feng Qingyang, the ambitious young leader of Feng Yue Sect, how could he miss such a god-given opportunity?

After waiting for more than ten days, Feng Qingyang finally rushed to Jinlin City with the army of Fengyue Sect at a speed of lightning.

The Chu family of the Badao Sect has been destroyed, and there are no leaders in the entire Badao Sect territory. The army has traveled unimpededly, and Jinlin City has already appeared in sight.

"Start up!" Looking at the huge city a hundred miles away, Feng Qingyang waved his hand and shouted in a deep voice.

Tens of thousands of troops suddenly accelerated and rushed towards Jinlin City like a tide.

...

Outside the north gate of Jinlin City.

Fatty Wu got off the carriage, stood on the grass, spat heavily, and cursed angrily: "I'm the one who is his uncle!"

Fatty Wu was so depressed that he came to the wilderness of Tiannan this time and had nothing to get, but he almost lost his life. The most unlucky thing was that the close-fitting inner armor was also cut in half by the boy named Lin's sword, and it was useless.

That was his most precious treasure, worth nearly one billion stones. However, when the young master came, he didn't mention this matter at all, and he didn't want to stand up for him!

That's all. I wanted to play with a few little female slaves, but the young master stopped him, which made Fatty Wu extremely angry. I lost 1 billion yuan of stones. What's wrong with playing with a few little beauties?

"There is an affair! The young master and that boy must have an affair!" Thinking of the young master looking at Lin Feng, Fatty Wu spat again and cursed angrily.

"Sir, Ji'er's kindness!" Zhao Da was startled and said repeatedly, "We four brothers, but we haven't lived enough!"

"Damn it, I just said that, whoever of you four dares to talk too much, I will cut him off immediately!" Fatty Wu glared.

"Sir, please calm down. Didn't you say that I was born with talent and I will be useful, and will I come back after all the money is gone? Let's save money and avoid disasters, haha!" Another guard Liu Er said with a smile.

"Liu Er, you fuck you!" Fatty Wu said angrily, "Is that a thousand gold coins? One thousand gold coins are only ten yuan stones, will I care? I have paid ten billion yuan stones, ten billion yuan stones! Your uncle!"

Liu Erqing knew that the flattery hit the horse's leg, grinned and smiled awkwardly.

Fatty Wu snorted, and suddenly his face changed slightly: "Hmm?"

"Sir, what's wrong?" Liu Er asked.

Fatty Wu ignored Liu Er and gently slapped the ground, his body like a mountain floating up to the top of the city.

The walls of Jinlin City are dozens of feet high, and outside the city is an endless green grassland. Standing above the city, your vision can reach a hundred miles away.

Fatty Wu looked into the distance, and a cruel smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Haha, there's fun!"

Four level five warrior-level guards jumped to the city at the same time and looked towards the north. A black line was approaching Jinlin City from a distance, and the sound of muffled thunder was slowly coming.

"The people of the Fengyue Sect in Yuezhou want to take advantage of the situation to rob. It's a good thing to come!" Fatty Wu, the bloodthirsty tian tian, waved his hand, "Since you're here, don't think about leaving, haha!"

The four guards looked at Fatty Wu and couldn't help but sympathize with the army in the distance.

Fengyue Sect is just a second-level sect in Yuezhou, and it cannot be ranked among the second-level sects in Yuezhou. The strongest ones in the sect are just a few fourth-level warriors. Such a small sect can be easily slaughtered by Lord Wu alone.

Lord Wu is famous for his bloodthirst, and he has just lost his extremely precious inner armor and is in a very bad mood. These guys from Fengyue Sect came to his door by themselves.

"These guys are really unlucky!" Zhao Da looked at the black line that was approaching quickly in the distance, with a look of sympathy.

"Haha! You guys, bring the army into Jinlin City to hide it. Raise our flag and hang it next to the Luoyun Sect's flag. Don't be too conspicuous, just be the smallest one. Use your skills to cover the breath of your brothers, don't let these guys discover it, remember to close the city gate, haha!" Fatty Wu laughed happily.

Zhao and the other two took the order to get off the city. Thousands of knights riding war elephants quickly entered Jinlin City and lie down on the streets dozens of feet wide.

The four of them were level five warriors, each using their own skills to completely hide the aura of thousands of troops.

The gate of Jinlin City slowly closed, and a blood-colored rose flag stuck in a carriage rose high at the top of Jinlin City. The fat man stood on the top of the city, squinted his eyes at the Fengyue Sect's army getting closer and closer, and smiled like an old fox who had just stole a chicken.

...

The distance of more than a hundred miles does not take much time for the second-level talisman heavy cavalry that sprints at high speed. Under the leadership of hundreds of warriors from the Fengyue Sect, more than ten thousand knights rushed to Jinlin City.

On the top of the city wall, there was only a fat and white fat man standing there. The fat man's face was filled with smiles, and he looked very amiable. On the city tower behind the fat man, a cloud-patterned flag of Luoyun Sect was hung high.

The army stopped ten miles outside the city. A level 4 warrior looked at the empty city tower and couldn't help but feel a little suspicious and whispered: "Young Master, it seems strange."

"What tricks can the little Luoyun Sect play?" Feng Qingyang smiled confidently, "Let's go, be polite first and then soldiers, you two, come with me to see."

"Yes, young master!"

Feng Qingyang went down the canopy and rushed out of Jinlin City. He flashed a few times and then reached about a location below Jinlin City. The speed was extremely fast, and the two level 4 warriors followed closely.

The fat man in the city was not shocked, but just grinned and smiled constantly. The aura emitted by the fat man seemed to be a first-level warrior.

"Fatty, are you laughing at you?" Feng Qingyang looked at the top of the city and said with a thorn, "I am Feng Qingyang, the young leader of Fengyue Sect, and come to accept this Jinlin City today. Open the city gate quickly and let us in!"

"Damn, you dare to scold me!" The fat man's face changed and he said angrily, "Damn kid, do you know who I am?"

"Not-known junior, who knows you!" Feng Qingyang said again.

"Haha, young man, you are brave!" The fat man sneered, "Even if that little boy Feng Ruohua saw me, he would not dare to talk to me like this!"

"Pretending to be a ghost! You can also mention the name of my father? Fatty, go and die!"

Feng Qingyang's face turned cold, his body flashed to the city, and he rushed to the top of the city with a sudden pause, landed beside the fat man. The white light flashed on his hand, and he slapped the fat man with a palm.

"Haha!" The fat man grinned, waved his big hand slightly, and grabbed Feng Qingyang's palm, and then pinched it gently.

A sound of bone explosion sounded, Feng Qingyang screamed, his face turned pale in an instant. At this moment, all the bones on his hands were crushed by the fat man!

Then the fat man waved his hand and slapped Feng Qingyang heavily on the ground, stepping on Feng Qingyang's head. With a little force, he could break Feng Qingyang's head.

"Young Master!"

The two level 4 warriors were shocked and rushed up the city wall like lightning. However, they fell on both sides of the fat man, but they did not dare to approach.

"Who is your lord? Please also report your name!" an old man shouted in a deep voice.

"Haha! When did Fengyue Sect become so arrogant? Our Blood-Secret Rose Chamber of Commerce is doing business here, and you dare to come here to provoke it?" Fatty Wu sneered.

"Blood-colored Rose Chamber of Commerce!" The two old men looked at each other, and their hearts trembled.

Bloody Rose Chamber of Commerce! That is the number one slave merchant on the mainland!

There are many sects in the Xuanwu Continent, and they fight endlessly. Once a sect is destroyed, there will be a large number of slave trades. On the mainland, there are many chambers of commerce specializing in slave trade, and this Bloody Rose Chamber of commerce is the most famous one.

To be able to engage in the slave trade, you must have extremely strong strength, because this kind of business is really offensive. If an elite disciple of an destroyed sect escapes, it is very likely that he will become a strong man on one side. After becoming a strong man, he will often take revenge on his enemies and slave merchants back then.

Therefore, the slave trade is an extremely dangerous business. It is not uncommon for small slave chambers to be killed every year.

However, the Blood-Seed Rose Chamber of Commerce has never had such a problem. In the business of the Blood-Seed Rose Chamber of Commerce, even if some sects escaped and became powerful people, they never avenge their revenge on the Blood-Seed Rose Chamber of Commerce.

The reason is very simple. The Blood-colored Rose Chamber of Commerce is so powerful that they can only forget this hatred bitterly.

This old nest is in the most prosperous Xiaozhou powerful chamber of commerce, and its strength is not something that ordinary people can imagine. At least Fengyue Sect does not have the ability to compete with it.

Compared with the Blood-colored Rose Chamber of Commerce, Fengyue Sect is an ant in front of the giant.

The fat man stepped on Feng Qingyang's face, turned his toes gently, and sneered: "I know we are doing business here, you actually brought so many people to you. What does your Fengyue Sect mean? Do you want to rob?"

Feng Qingyang was trampled on the soles of the fat man, and he was extremely shocked, but he could not speak at all.

"Sir, please forgive me. Our Fengyue Sect has no intention of offending you. I really don't know that it is the Guizhou Chamber of Commerce doing business here." An old warrior bowed and said repeatedly, "If we knew that the Guizhou Chamber of Commerce was doing business here, we would definitely not come here."

"No intention to offend? Do you think I am a three-year-old child?" The fat man sneered, "The flag of our chamber of commerce is hanging on the top of the city. Can't you see it if you are blind?"

"Where is the flag?" the warrior said in surprise.

The fat man sneered and pointed to the city tower above his head.

The two warriors looked up and saw a golden cloud-patterned flag that was several feet long fluttering in the wind.

This seems not to be the banner of the Blood-colored Rose Chamber of Commerce?

The two of them were wondering, and when they looked carefully, their faces turned pale.

In front of the huge golden cloud-patterned flag, a triangular flag about a foot long swayed around in the wind. Above the small flag, there was a small dark red rose emblem!

Damn! Isn’t this a cheating person?
Chapter completed!