Bang.

The storm-torn courtyard sounded with a thunderous palm strike.

The body of the Tianlang Martial Saint was suddenly shaken away. He staggered and took more than ten steps to stand firm. His face was a little pale, and a trace of blood was overflowing from the corners of his mouth.

Wu Weiwen's figure is still standing in front of the villa gate, towering like a pine tree, old, vigorous and powerful, with a sense of majesty.

Needless to say, the Tianlang Martial Saint attack did not hurt him.

Wu Weiwen successfully prevented Tianlang Martial Saint from entering the villa.

Wu Weiwen, it seems that your martial arts have improved a little more in the past few decades! Tianlang Martial Saint wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his hands, and looked at Wu Weiwen with a cold look.

A calm smile appeared on Wu Weiwen's face; with a bad person like you, how could I slack off, naturally I have to practice diligently.

Tianlang Martial Saint smiled coldly: Wu Weiwen, don’t be proud. This time I went to Beijing, I expected that your Martial Saint of Zhenguo would intervene, so I invited Yunmeng Alah Martial Saint and his brothers.

Then, the Tianlang Martial Saint looked at the Ala Wu Saint and said: Ala Wu Saint, I'm afraid you need to take action next.

Tianlang, you take a rest first, just let me deal with this person. The Alah Wu Saint's eyes shone with sharp edges, and looked at Wu Weiwen with disdain, and said to the Tianlang Wu Saint.

The Tianlang Martial Saint nodded: Then there will be the Ala Martial Saint.

After saying that, the Tianlang Martial Saint retreated a few meters, sat on the ground, and began to adjust his breathing. He was still injured when he had a palm battle with Wu Weiwen just now.

Boom.

At this moment, the aura of the Martial Saint erupted from the body of the Aral Wu Saint, forming a storm.

He was wearing huge silver earrings on his ears and making a sound of wind. His body was covered with clouds and robe flew, while he was wearing a gold bracelet on his wrist, as if he had a strange energy aura, and was shining with golden light.

During the storm, the Alavu Saint raised his foot and ran towards Wu Weiwen at the gate of the villa.

Although he was walking, not flying forward, he walked as fast as flying, and every step he took, the ground trembled, like an elephant walking.

Due to the ground shock, Deng Yuan and Deng Ziyu's brothers and sisters all changed their faces. Yun Meng Wusheng's power was dropped every step, which was simply amazing!

Similarly, Wu Weiwen, who was standing in front of the villa, frowned and his eyes were filled with light. He had long heard that the three martial saints of the Yunmeng Kingdom dominated the grassland and were famous.

Today, it is a true reputation.

Wu Weiwen did not dare to be negligent, so he raised his hands and mobilized the aura of the Martial Saint in his body. In an instant, the aura of the Martial Saint turned into a majestic aura, flowing across his body, preventing all the vital points of his body.

At this time, the Arha Wu Saint's fist, with a huge aura and a terrifying speed, had already attacked.

Wu Weiwen also completed all his skills and concentrated his fists to bombard him.

With a bang, the two of them fought against each other with four punches, and the air shook violently, as if the sky collapsed and the earth was broken.

The huge force burst out, and the Alavu Saint took a step back, but Wu Weiwen's face turned red, and he flew out like a kite with broken strings and smashed into the living room of the villa.

With a puff, Wu Weiwen opened his mouth and was seriously injured.

Deng Yuan immediately rushed forward quickly, helped Wu Weiwen up from the ground, and asked anxiously: Martial Saint Zhenguo, how are you?

Wu Weiwen looked pale and weak. He shook his head to Deng Yuan and said: I can't die, but it's a pity that there was no one who beat Yun Meng.

When the Tianlang Martial Saint outside saw that the Alah Martial Saint defeated Wu Weiwen, he was overjoyed. He didn't feel any pain in his body. He stood up from the ground and laughed: Hahaha, Wu Weiwen, didn't you say that your Martial Saint is very powerful? In the end, he was defeated by the Alah Martial Saint.

In the living room of the villa, Wu Weiwen looked fearless and said coldly: Even if the Yunmeng Martial Saint you invited defeated me? The other Martial Saints in the capital can still defeat you.

Hehe, then you can wait for your country-controlling martial saints to come to hell to join you! The Tianlang Martial Saint smiled coldly.

Then, the Tianlang Martial Saint looked at the Ala Wu Saint with a smile on his face: Ala Wu Saint, you are the overlord of Yunmeng. This Martial Saint in Huaxia Town is simply vulnerable to your hands.

The Alavu Saint looked indifferently at Wu Weiwen and the four members of the Deng family in the living room of the villa and said: Lin Fei should be coming soon. We will act according to the plan. You can capture the Deng family and I will deal with him.

Tianlang Martial Saint nodded: Everything is done according to the plan.

As soon as the words fell, Tianlang Wu Sheng took out a bamboo tube-shaped object from his arms, and lighted the fuse with the lighter.

With a slight stretched out his hand, a sniffed firelight shot out from the bamboo tube, flew into the air, and then a firework exploded, which was extremely eye-catching in the night sky.

Yes, this is a signal flare.

At the same time, the figure of Alavu Saint was already as soon as a ghost, and rushed into the living room of the villa.

The seriously injured Wu Weiwen, the Martial Saint of Zhenguo and the Deng family had no time to react. The figure of the Martial Saint flashed and almost blocked their acupoints.

Swish swish swish swish.

As soon as the signal flare was shot into the air, a man wearing black clothes was seen leaping into the courtyard of the Deng family villa.

I saw these masked men carrying buckets of buckets in their hands, like fuel, pouring them on the walls of villas, corridors, and living rooms.

Then, with the order of Tianlang Wu Sheng, these men in black captured the four members of the Deng family and left the villa, leaving Wu Weiwen in the living room. These masked men captured the four members of the Deng family and flew away with Tianlang Wu Sheng, and disappeared into the dark night.

A few minutes later, Lin Feifei landed in the Deng family villa courtyard, and appeared in his eyes the villa where the building was already burning.

Lin Fei could hardly believe what he saw in front of him, and the Deng family was burned?

So are the people from the Deng family in the building where the fire is burning?

And who released this fire?

Lin Fei suddenly thought that this must be done by Tianlang Martial Saint.

Lin Fei, who was anxious and worried that the fire would burn the Deng family, immediately ran towards the gate of the villa in the sea of ​​fire.

At this moment, with a silence, a figure flew down and blocked Lin Fei.

Lin Fei saw an old man wearing colorful clothes, expressionless face, deep eyes, huge silver earrings, and a gold bracelet on his wrist shining.

A powerful aura hits the face.

Lin Fei couldn't help frowning, and immediately thought that the colorful old man in the clothes might be Yunmeng Martial Saint colluded with Tianlang Martial Saint.

Where are the people from the Deng family? Lin Fei's eyes were sharp, he stared at the Alavu Saint and asked coldly.

You are Lin Fei? However, the Alah Martial Saint did not answer Lin Fei, but asked in a deep voice.

Lin Fei raised his voice: Tell me, where are the people in the Deng family?

A smile appeared on the cold face of the Alavu Saint: It seems that you are Lin Fei. I have been waiting for a long time. Haven’t you seen the Deng family you are looking for?
Chapter completed!