The black-robed man clenched his fists, but he didn't dare to rush forward. After all, Murong Fuge is now in Zhuo Wen's hands. If he rushed forward, and the latter killed Murong Fuge directly, then he would be responsible up.

"Now you can talk! Speak, what did you mean to say?"

Zhuo Wen casually held Murong Fuge, approached his face, and said with a grin.

Murong Fuge was about to cry, his head was dizzy now, and his face was in severe pain.

Zhuowen's slap was not an ordinary palm force, but based on the shattering divine power, the force it slapped was absolutely terrifying, and Murong Fuge was almost killed.

"It was my fault, I shouldn't be your master! Now you have beaten me up too, please let me go!" Murong Fuge's voice was full of sobs.

Everyone in the main hall was silent, and they did not expect that Murong Fuge was beaten to the point of begging for mercy.

"I said before, a strong dragon does not overwhelm a snake! Since I am the lord of the Yunjin Territory, then I am the rule of this site! Even if you are from the Murong family, if you come to my site, you must follow my rules!"

"If it weren't for the fact that you are from the Murong family, I would have killed you just now, why would you be arrogant in front of me!"

Zhuo Wen's voice was flat, but what he said was extremely arrogant.

"Now you can tell me your purpose of coming to my lord's mansion? As long as I, Zhuowen, can do it, I will naturally help you as much as possible!" Zhuowen grinned brightly.

When Murong Fuge saw Zhuo Wen's smile, he couldn't help trembling, and felt a chill all over his head.

This guy is really evil, obviously his cultivation level is not high, how could he have such great strength?

"You bastard, today I'm going to tear down your lord's mansion, and I'm going to make your death ugly!"

The black-robed man couldn't bear it anymore, a powerful aura surged out, and a terrifying killing intent shot out from his eyes.

When Zhuo Wen beat Murong Fuge violently, he had already sentenced Zhuo Wen to death in his heart.

"De Qi, beat him half to death! Remember, don't beat him to death, capture him, I will torture him personally, I will make his life worse than death!"

Murong Fuge's eyes were resentful. Although he couldn't speak very clearly now, the man in black robe could still hear him clearly.

Two beauties hurried to Murong Fuge's side, supported him, and greeted Murong Fuge with care.

"Oh? Are you here to make trouble in the Lord's Mansion?"

Zhuo Wen's eyes were cold, and he turned his head to Fan Shuang, Shi Jianwei and the others and said, "Go out first, the farther you are from the Ancient Sword Villa, the better!"

Fan Shuang, Ten Sword Guards and others nodded quickly, and immediately left the main hall with the monk army, and fled towards the outside of the villa.

"It's over, Big Brother Zhuo actually beat Murong Fuge violently, I'm afraid this matter will be difficult to resolve!"

Lu Miaozhen's beautiful eyes were full of worry.

Yaoshi Lu quickly comforted him, saying that auspicious people have their own celestial features, but his eyes were also worried, and he obviously didn't have much confidence in Zhuo Wen.

"Master Zhuo is too impulsive! The German knight next to Murong Fuge is a top-notch powerhouse. Even if Master Zhuo is really strong, he may not be the opponent of that German knight!"

Fan Shuang had a headache, and she never thought that Zhuo Wen's attitude was so tough.

When Zhuo Wen faced Lu Yichuan, she had such a tough attitude, she could still understand, after all, Zhuowen's strength and status were already higher than that of Lu Yichuan.

Then if Lu Yi's biography can make trouble, what kind of trouble can it cause?

But the one who came this time was one of the four great Mu family in Jizhou, which is far more powerful than Yunjinling.

Zhuo Wen is still so tough, where does he get his confidence?

"Miss Fan Shuang, Lord Zhuo is not a fool, he did this for the two of them! Murong Fuge wants to arrest them, but they are old friends of Lord Zhuo!"

"With Murong Fuge's arrogant attitude, he will definitely not sell Master Zhuo's face and let his friends go! He will even go further and let Master Zhuo take the blame!"

"Since the two are going to conflict after all, Master Zhuo would rather choose to directly resist the other party than to compromise!"

Yijian looked serious, and he looked towards the direction of the villa, his eyes full of reverence.

Fan Shuang was startled, she lowered her head, a little ashamed, because she saw things too superficially, even a sword was deeper than her.

Boom boom boom!

After Fan Shuang and the others evacuated the Ancient Sword Villa, they immediately felt two terrifying auras coming from the villa.

Immediately afterwards, dazzling energy overflowed like the scorching sun, and the huge Ancient Sword Villa was turned into ruins.

Two figures flitted out from the ruins, and the two continued to fight together, and the terrifying energy ripples spread. JrNovels.com