"You--" Xing Rui gritted his teeth, then stepped forward and said firmly, "Jiang Rulong, even if you are a member of the Jiang family, you cannot do anything recklessly. The Presbyterian Church does not allow it, I--"

Before Xing Rui could finish speaking, Jiang Rulong frowned and waved his hand unhappily, saying, "My patience is limited. Since you feel sorry for these ants so much, then die with them!"

After saying that, Jiang Rulong shouted coldly and gave an order: "Start to do it!"

In an instant, the masters brought by these Hidden Sect families activate their true energy aura and began to attack. In the valley, a rumbling aura burst out, screams and battle sounded.

Some warriors noticed the other party's terrifying aura and could not fight. They quickly took out the treasure and said, "I am willing to hand over the treasure, spare my life, and spare me--"

However, Jiang Rulong's face was cold and said in a cold voice, "We will take the treasure ourselves!"

Then, he knocked the other party away with a palm, twisted his neck with a crack, and died instantly.

The battle triggered, Xing Rui's teeth were almost broken. He glanced at Chen Fei and whispered: "Brother Fei, go quickly!"

After saying that, Xing Rui activated his true energy aura and rushed forward with the lead.

The valley was in chaos, and the stall owner secretly pulled Chen Fei's sleeve and whispered: "Go away quickly, take advantage of the chaos now. Otherwise, we will not be able to leave when they notice it."

Chen Fei was about to speak, but at this moment, a shadow rushed out in a flash and shouted and rushed towards Jiang Rulong, "Master Jiang, Master Jiang."

"You are--" Jiang Rulong looked over when he heard the cry, with a look of vigilance.

The afterimage quickly explained: "I am Huang Feihu, Huang Feihu of the Martial Arts Alliance, and Jiang Bufan, the uncle of Jiang Shao."

Hearing this name, the vigilance on Jiang Rulong's face dissipated and he said coldly: "Huang Feihu, where is Bufan?"

Speaking of this, Huang Feihu couldn't help but change his face, and he lowered his head and said in a deep voice: "Mr. Jiang, he is dead."

"What!" Jiang Rulong's tone suddenly raised, his eyes were burning at Huang Feihu, and he said in a cold voice, "What did you say? Bufan is dead? How is this possible?"

"Mr. Jiang was killed by someone." Huang Feihu quickly explained, then glanced at the crowd, quickly locked Chen Fei, and pointed over, "Master Jiang is him, his name is Chen Fei, and Mr. Jiang was killed by him. And the person who took action against Mr. Jiang at the martial arts conference before was also him."

"And, the treasure of the ninth level of the Dragon Tomb is on him." Huang Feihu looked at Chen Fei with hatred, and the fire in his eyes almost pierced Chen Fei.

When Jiang Rulong heard this, his eyes immediately looked over, his expression suddenly became cold, and then waved his hand and pointed at Chen Fei and said, "Catch him!"

Suddenly, there was a loud noise, and the Jiang family warriors surrounded Chen Fei and were about to catch people.

"Little brother, it's not that I'm not righteous. But this group of people is too powerful. I really have no choice but to retreat first." The stall owner who wanted to pull Chen Fei to leave with him, saw this situation, couldn't help but bow his head, shrink his neck, retreat, squeezed his body, squeezed into the crowd, and wanted to leave secretly.

Chen Fei understood the stall owner's idea. He was not familiar with him at all. It was rare for the stall owner to help him when he fought against Huang Feihu before. Now facing such a life-and-death situation, it is normal for the stall owner to leave.

Without saying anything, Chen Fei narrowed his eyes and looked at the oncoming enemy, ready to fight.

But at this moment, a subordinate next to Jiang Rulong suddenly pointed at this side, leaned into Jiang Rulong's ear and said something.

Jiang Rulong's face changed immediately, his eyes locked at the stall owner who was huddled in the crowd. He looked closely and then snorted coldly, pointing over, "Catch him!"

In an instant, there was another clamor, and a group of warriors surrounded him and blocked the stall owner's way.

Jiang Rulong jumped and fell to the stall owner. He squinted his eyes and looked at the stall owner, then sneered: "Originally, I wanted to spend some time looking for you. But I didn't expect that you were so lucky, you were by this kid."

The stall owner raised his head at this moment, looked timid and timid, and said in a pleading tone: "Sir, I don't understand what you are talking about. Are you looking for the wrong person? I am just a little person. How could you bother to find it? I--"

Jiang Rulong sneered and looked at the stall owner and said, "I'm still pretending. Do you think this trick is of any significance to me now?"

"Master Master, I, I really don't understand what you are talking about!" The stall owner still looked confused and continued to beg.

Jiang Rulong narrowed his eyes, sighed, and said, "Chen Mochi, if you knew you were such an incompetent and weak waste, I really don't know, will Luo Beixi regret it now?"

As soon as these words came out, the stall owner, who was originally a weak begging, changed his face instantly.

The hunched body immediately thrust his nose, his head also raised, his face was serious, and his eyes were straight at Jiang Rulong, his expression as hard as steel.

Almost in an instant, the momentum on his body completely changed, like a ragged dagger, suddenly turning into a thick and strong heavy sword, oppressing Jiang Rulong.

At the same time, the warriors around him were stunned when they heard the name Chen Mochi, and then burst into a burst of surprise and discussion.

"Chen Mochi, why is this name a little familiar?"

"Of course I'm familiar with it. Isn't Chen Mochi the dark horse champion at the martial arts conference that year?"

"Oh, I remembered it. It was the lucky one who was the legendary lucky person who entered the Dragon Tomb, obtained the treasure, and then won the championship in one fell swoop."

"But, isn't it rumored that Chen Mochi is dead? Why did he appear here?"

"I remember that Chen Mochi was handsome and elegant in the past. Now, is this old man really Chen Mochi?"

………

The warriors were surprised and discussed, and Chen Fei was even more shocked at this moment.

It’s not just because of the name Chen Mochi, but also the name Chen Fei is familiar with Luo Beixi.

Some time ago, when Chen Fei took his junior sister Chen Ziling to Luo's house to seek the truth about Ziling's parents, he learned about Chen Mochi and Luo Beixi's elopement. At that time, it was speculated that Chen Ziling was most likely the child of the two.

Now, Chen Mochi appears in front of Chen Fei, how can he not be excited?

Moreover, if the stall owner was Chen Mochi, Chen Fei's previous suspicions and speculations can be explained clearly at this moment.

For example, why the formation of the stall owner set up a stall was very similar to the formation of the dragon tomb, and why was he so familiar with the situation of the dragon tomb? All this is because he is Chen Mochi, and he once entered the dragon tomb.
Chapter completed!