The most powerful world overlord system

Chapter 131
"Damn it, does this Jiang Feichen treat our Baibing Pavilion as a garbage recycling bin? He has such an exquisite spiritual weapon, but he only contributed a simple improved spiritual weapon. It's really deceiving!"

When Feng Luanhai heard the words, his face flushed red and filled with anger, as if he had been humiliated.

"Improved Fenggu Five Generation Zhenling Hoe?"

The red-faced old man Shi Lianxiong was taken aback when he heard the words, looked at the beautiful woman with some puzzlement, and said in a deep voice, "Mu Xinlan, what did you mean just now!"

"What's the point? Not long ago, in the name of Meng Changhe, Jiang Feichen presented a technique for improving spiritual weapons. But at that time, you and I were both in Jinyuan City, and only Master Feng was in the Baibinge branch!" Mu Xinlan said lightly. laugh.

"Feng Chaohai, how dare you do this!"

Shi Lianxiong was extremely angry when he heard the words: "Privately greedy for the method of ink refining is a big taboo of my Baibing Pavilion. Feng Qitai was sent to Qinghe Fang by you, and he also had the idea of ​​​​taking away Jiang Feichen's inheritance of refining weapons!!"

"I just want to delve into it, and I don't mean to be greedy at all!"

Feng Luanhai was furious, and said loudly: "As for me sending Qitai, it's not for the Baibing Pavilion. Jiang Feichen has a weapon refining inheritance, but he doesn't contribute it. He is really ashamed of the importance and cultivation of my Baibing Pavilion!"

"Nonsense, nonsense!"

Shi Lianxiong was trembling with anger, and slapped the armrest of the chair back hard.

"Okay, don't quarrel, the matter has come to this point, let's think about how to save it, otherwise, when the headquarters of Baibing Pavilion finds out about this matter, none of us will be able to escape!" Mu Xinlan said in a deep voice.

"What else can we do? The attitude of City Lord Aojian is obviously on Jiang Feichen's side. We have no way and no reason to deal with him!" Shi Lianxiong said angrily: "All losses of Baibing Pavilion in Qinghefang should be done by You, Feng Family, will bear it!"

"Then what should I do? Do I really want to work in the Qinghefang Stone Field for a year?" Feng Luanhai shouted angrily.

"That's enough, with your appearance, do you still look like the chief shopkeeper of the Baibing Pavilion branch in Aojian City?"

Mu Xinlan frowned, and said in a cold voice: "Although Baibing Pavilion has taken the lead this time, it is impossible to stop here, otherwise how will we face the headquarters in the future, and how will we continue to operate in Aojian! "

"Mu Xinlan, what can you do?" Shi Lianxiong asked.

"Qinghefang Baibing Pavilion, although its foundation has been lost, we must not give up. This is related to the face of our Baibing Pavilion!"

Mu Xinlan said: "For Feng Qitai's matter, we have to take the initiative to express our position and take responsibility, this is the attitude we should have as a master craftsman in Xiaowu Void Realm.

But at the same time, the elites from the branches of Baibinge from all over the world will be dispatched to Qinghefang. We will compete head-on with Jiang Feichen to regain the Qinghefang market and the lost reputation of our Baibinge! "

"But, my son..."

Hearing the words of Feng Chaohai, he was very anxious.

"Let him reflect on Qinghe Fang for a while longer. He acted recklessly and acted recklessly. He couldn't even deal with Jiang Feichen who came from a small sect. He should also learn some lessons!"

Mu Xinlan said coldly: "Your Feng family's way of refining weapons also has its own unique features. If you want to save Feng Qitai, you have to figure out a way by yourself. Don't use any wrong thoughts!"

"Okay, if that's the case, then let me, Feng's family, go meet this famous Master Jiang for a while!"

Feng Luanhai gritted his teeth and said, "I don't believe it. With my Feng family's more than a thousand years of weapon refining inheritance, I can't beat a fledgling kid!"

"Treasurer Feng, don't be careless, Jiang Feichen's method of refining weapons is unique, and the spirit-shocking hoe in your hands is just the worst of his three spiritual weapons!"

Mu Xinlan's tone was calm but decisive: "No matter what, we must obtain his refining technique!"

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"bang"

At the same time, in a quiet and picturesque valley tens of thousands of miles away from Qinghefang, more than a hundred handsome young men in long robes were sitting on the ground, drinking to their heart's content.

They are all in their twenties, and their clothes are of extraordinary quality, luxurious and exquisite.

On the cheeks that have not experienced wind and frost, they are sharp, confident and stubborn, full of youthful throbbing and infinite vitality.

All the heroes were drinking to their heart's content, talking loudly about the heroes of the mist and emptiness, and pointing out the country, as if they had three thousand classics in their chests, each of them was a wizard of the world, and the protagonist of the world in the future.

"bang"

However, when everyone was very excited, a white light suddenly appeared out of thin air in the void in the middle of the valley.

The white light was dazzling and fleeting. When more than a hundred heroes in the valley looked up, at the place where the white light disappeared, a small white crane the size of a palm flapped its wings and floated in the air.

Xiao He looked around at the crowd, opened his mouth, and a girl's voice, which was pleasant to the ears but contained anger and humiliation, rose slowly.

"I was imprisoned on the Five Swords Mountain in Qinghefang by Jiang Feichen, the head teacher of Xianwuzong. Who can save me from the heroes of Yingjian City? Kill Jiang Feichen, the head teacher of Xianwuzong. I, Xu Qingrong, will marry him, and I will never regret it!"

As a sentence floated out, Xiaohe's figure gradually became blurred and faint, and finally disappeared completely.

"It's the voice of my goddess Xu Qingrong!"

"She was imprisoned, who dares to be so bold, even dare to offend my beloved goddess!"

"Immortal Martial Sect Jiang Feichen? I will kill you by the sword, Xu Qingrong is mine!"

"I waited for the goddess for three years, and finally waited until today. This is my opportunity, and I must not miss it!"

The faces of more than a hundred heroes in the valley changed, and they all stood up at the same time. After listening to Xiaohe's voice transmission, they were even more angry and filled with righteous indignation.

"Let's go, let's set off immediately, head to Aojian City, and rescue the goddess!"

"This matter can only be known to members of our "Murong Club", it must not be revealed!"

"That's right, if other people in Yingjian City know about it, they will definitely come to disrupt the situation, and our competition will become more intense!"

All the heroes looked at each other, their figures swept away, and they all shot up into the sky.

They either step on flying swords, or stimulate various cloud boats and spiritual weapons, or summon monsters under their seats, and fly out of the valley together.

Some of them flew towards Yingjian City not far away, making various preparations for rescuing Xu Qingrong.

Those who are more confident and strong rushed directly towards the direction of Aojian City.

After a while, in Yingjian City, thousands of rays of light rose one after another, the cloud boat roared, and the monster beast roared.

"Damn it, it's only been a while before the news leaked!"

"This is a matter of our "Murong Club". Outsiders are not allowed to interfere. You all go back to me!"

"What are you? I bought this news with three thousand spirit stones!"

"What? It's only three thousand, and Ted's black-hearted intermediary cheated me of another two thousand spirit stones!"

Yingjian Junjie scolded and shouted angrily, scrambling to be the first, and flew towards the direction of Wujian Mountain.

(End of this chapter)