“Go together!”

Someone shouted, responded to the whole group!

Wu Yong laughed, "A bunch of trash, not even an imperial-level warrior, dare to fight with his buddies? Let's lie down!"

A large death whirlwind instantly gathered, bursting into countless black spirit blades, shooting in all directions.

Puff puff puff puff...

All the attackers were penetrated by the black spirit blades, and each of them had at least five holes pierced through, but no one was fatally injured - this was Wu Yong's exquisite control!

The techniques they used to bombard Wu Yong had no effect - they could not break the defense of the evil corpse.

The right judgment is right!

Everyone had already seen the gap between them and Wu Yong, especially Prince Zhong, with a pale face.

Manager Wang had already contacted the storekeeper through Lingxi Stone and was determined. Although his face was a little pale, he could finally speak normally. "Wu Gongfeng, a good method! However, no matter how strong you are, you are only a person. A warrior under 40 years old, how strong can you be? I have notified the senior management of this building that the emperor-level master guard will arrive soon!"

"Imperial-level master?" Wu Yong touched his chin and his face couldn't help but raise his face, "It should be very valuable, right?"

"What?" Manager Wang was confused.

Wu Yong glanced at the fallen guards and murmured to himself, "Imperial guards, if they don't have a background, they will probably not be worth a few dollars, and they are not as good as these playboys! But if you come with some imperial guards, one person should be worth tens of thousands of orange crystals, especially the imperial high-level stage. It should be about the same as making him hundreds of thousands of orange crystals... It would be a lot of money to get a few more!"

Damn! This bastard is actually thinking about this! Manager Wang almost vomited blood without anger.

"Boy, you are so bold! You are just tenth level of Marquis, how dare you talk about the emperor-level master behind your back?" A sinister voice echoed in everyone's ears.

Wu Yong raised his eyebrows and looked around, but did not notice it, so he had to snort coldly, "Pretending to be a ghost!"

"snort!"

A palm was printed on Wu Yong's back! Bang—

Wu Yong turned around and saw no one.

"Good boy, there are some methods. The skill of practicing horizontally is good, and it can resist my palm! However, I admire your method of hiding your breath even more. Even I can't see your true level! Tell me, what level of warrior are you?"

Only hear the sound, but not the person! He is obviously a hidden master.

The physical attributes of the evil corpse may be very high, and they can be between the fifth and eighth levels of the emperor level, but the spiritual power level is too low after all, and the tenth level of the marquis level can't be found at all.

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Hiss...

The sound of air conditioning was heard one after another, almost purging the air in this space.

Although many people have already speculated that Wu Yong must be an imperial master, it is only limited to speculation! It is really too evil to be an imperial master under the age of 40. It is absolutely unheard of! If you don’t see it with your own eyes, no one will believe it!

Now, if you really see it with your own eyes, it is naturally like a dream. Many people even deceive themselves and think that Wu Yong must not

If he meets the basic conditions for the Ice and Snow Queen to meet, he must not be under forty years old...

A sinister voice sounded again, "Sure enough, you are not a Marquis Warrior, that's what you think!"

Wu Yong sneered, relying on the "Xuan Ice Stirrfire" ice energy to communicate with the ice elements in the space and cast spells secretly. Suddenly, ice crystals gradually arose in the space, and the entire room was already covered with a few breaths.

The invisible person could no longer be invisible. He was forced to appear and looked at Wu Yong with dissatisfaction. If it weren't for this limited space, Wu Yong would never have tried to force him out in such a simple way.

This is a sharp-mouthed monkey-getting "beard"!

Wu Yong hugged his fists and laughed, "I haven't asked for advice yet!"

"Hmph! My name is An Yingxiong, I'm not the third level of the emperor level! I can easily defeat you, a small imperial level of the first level of the emperor level! I advise you to surrender and don't waste everyone's time!"

Wu Yong touched his chin and said thoughtfully, "The third level of the emperor... It should be more than you, you should be the only one who came here, you should be just a way out! What about the others? Are you still outside? Call in together, don't go one by one, waste everyone's time!"

"Hmph! What a big tone! Uh...what is this!"

An Yingxiong was still cursing again, but he was immediately wrapped in by a whirlwind of death and could never come out again.

The Heavenly Dao of Heaven in the fan is the tenth level of the emperor level, and the highest power of the technique condensed is also the tenth level of the emperor level. When Wu Yong saw that the emperor level guards appeared, he directly called out the death whirlwind of the highest level of power from the Qiankun in the fan, imprisoning An Yingxiong inside, and An Yingxiong could only wait for death.

Wu Yong looked at Manager Wang and said with a smile, "Fatty Wang, how do you calculate the third-level master of the imperial level? How much orange crystal can you be worth?"

Manager Wang was so scared that he couldn't speak. Who is Wu Yong? How to deal with an imperial third level? It seems that it is not much more difficult than dealing with a few king-level warriors! What level of master is this? Will the first level of the emperor be his real level...

Bang-

"Fatty Wang, are you asking me about it!"

Wu Yong slapped him up and woke up Manager Wang.

"I...I...I...Senior, please spare your life..." Manager Wang begged for mercy limply.

"Who wants you to live? I'm asking you to set a price. How much is an imperial third level worth! We ask for a lot of money to pay back the money. I have to see how many such an imperial master needs to compensate you for the losses of your Desheng Building."

"I... this... all listen to senior..." Manager Wang said with a sad face.

"Then make sure you have ten thousand orange crystals! Not much!" Wu Yong said with a price.

"What! Ten thousand orange crystals..." Manager Wang's eyes widened.

"Why, the price is high?"

"No, no, no, no...the price is too low. How can an emperor-level third-level master..."

"It's so pleasant that it's decided!" Wu Yong made the decision directly.

Manager Wang's heart skipped a beat and thought to himself, it's over! This is why people refuse to let go of today's affairs easily!

A third-level master of the Imperial level only priced at 10,000 orange crystals, and a set of tables and chairs cost tens of millions of orange crystals. Wu Yong destroyed dozens of tables and chairs. If this is to be converted, even if the imperial masters of the entire Ice Prison Empire were arrested, it would not be enough to compensate those tables and chairs... Especially if Wu Yong did it on purpose, he was still destroying the place!

And the compensation price is called

I'm afraid even if this matter is happening, Deshenglou will not let him go...

Manager Wang was so scared that he could hardly hold back his urine!

Wu Yong ignored Manager Wang at all, but looked at An Yingxiong, "Hey, Xiao An, why haven't your follow-up troops come in yet?"

An Yingxiong was depressed, isn’t this nonsense? Even if the strength of the people who came together was high and low, there was no huge difference. Anyway, it was definitely impossible to get rid of his teammates in just one move. But Wu Yong seemed to have captured him with just one move. Who would dare to show up at this moment? Isn’t that a “head” be given?

After thinking about it for a while, Wu Yong thought about it and slapped his thigh, "Oh, it's already early for me, buddy! I should have caught them when they came in, but now they ran away!"

Turning his head, Wu Yong looked at Manager Wang viciously and shouted, "Fatty Wang, don't you have the Lingxi Stone in your hand? Let's call a few teams of emperor-level warriors over!"

NM teams... Are you a cabbage when you are an imperial warrior? This is a restaurant, not an imperial palace, so how many teams can you support an imperial master?

Manager Wang swallowed and said he didn't dare.

"I dare not be a big deal! I tell you that I want to kill you to vent my anger. Now I will find a few more emperor-level warriors to save your life, otherwise, my buddy will not let you have today's supper!" Wu Yong said angrily.

Before Manager Wang could speak, a very magnetic voice sounded.

"Wang Degui's own selfishness and collided with the guest. He was unable to be outside the various forces. Instead, he participated in the dispute between the two sides. It was not in line with the rules of Deshenglou. He should have died! Since the guest wants to kill him to vent his anger, then kill him!"

As soon as he heard this person's voice, Manager Wang completely collapsed into noodles, with a dead look on his face.

An Yingxiong was overjoyed. The death whirlwind around him had been cleared and he had completely recovered his free body. Except for feeling a little weak due to his wear and tear, he had no big impact.

As soon as he appeared, he lifted the death whirlwind of the tenth level of the emperor's power. This is clearly a demonstration!

Wu Yong looked back and saw that at some point, a middle-aged uncle with a jade-like face stood behind him, holding a folding fan in his hand, shaking it gently, smiling, gentle and elegant, without the momentum of a warrior on his body, but instead he was like a scholar who was well-read about poetry and books.

But fools can also know that being able to appear here at this time is definitely a master, and it is likely that he is the real person in charge of Deshenglou.

Wu Yong clasped his fists and bowed, "I wonder who you are?"

"Wei Detian, the owner of Desheng Tower!" the middle-aged uncle chuckled.

"Oh, it turns out it's Master Wei, I've been admired for a long time!"

"It's Wei's agent!" Wei Detian corrected, "Our author is obsessed with martial arts and has been in seclusion, so he appointed me as a agent to take charge of some difficult things."

"Then how does the poster Wei Dai think today's matters are resolved?"

"It's easy to say! Although I'm not present, I have learned through secret channels! Our Desheng Building is just a restaurant. Open the door to do business, and seeking peace and stability. Therefore, our purpose is to never participate in the battle between any forces. Wang Degui, in today's affairs, obviously has a tendency to help one party bully the other party. At this time, it is no longer suitable to be the shopkeeper of my Desheng Building! Just as I said just now, since the guest wants to kill him to vent his anger, then kill him. My Desheng Building is absolutely true!"
Chapter completed!