People from Yanwang Mansion? A group of masters all turned their attention to Song Bocheng.

Song Bocheng looked as usual and sneered: "What nonsense are you talking about? I am from the Yan Palace? I still want to enter the Yan Palace to eat the royal food, so I don't know if the Yan Wang will accept it!"

"Song Bocheng, are you still pretending here?"

Gong Yunhong also looked at Song Bocheng, "Before you rescued the palace generals from my hands over and over again and again, now you are the first one to be captured. We are really idiots. Can't you see that you have a problem?"

As soon as this remark came out, those masters also reacted.

Thinking back to Song Bocheng's various behaviors, there are indeed many unexplainable places.

The previous shots happened to smash Gong Yunhong's attack, and it was enough to save the palace general, but now it was the first one to stand up and capture it, obviously a bit weird.

Naturally, the masters couldn't be any fools. After a little thought, they realized Song Bocheng's problem.

"Don't spit people! I just don't want to die with you. Is this wrong?" Song Bocheng calmly said coldly: "A group of people who are looking for death dare to do things like assassinating King Yan, and I don't have anything to do with it. Participate in this activity, why should I die with you?"

"Also, what kind of Tianwaitian, it's a terrible bluff, now? You are all going to lose your lives, can Tianwaitian come to save you?"

When Song Bocheng said this, his gaze turned to the top of the palace that had been smashed, and the aura of the grand masters from the aristocratic family was getting closer and closer.

Although he didn't seem to have any flaws on the surface, he couldn't help but become anxious in his heart.

If you wait for the support of those people to come, the battle will really be one-sided.

"Song Bocheng, you don't need to quibble anymore. When we capture King Yan, and then catch the little beast named Lu Li, you two will naturally be able to distinguish your activities!"

Zhang Juan clutched his injured arm, his eyes fixed on Song Bocheng.

Song Bocheng sneered and ignored the lunatic.

However, there was still a trace of imperceptible anxiety flashing under his eyes.

What is Lu Li doing?

Just now when Mo Shenfeng issued a blow to break through the sky, the situation was quite chaotic, everyone was running away, and indeed no one noticed where Lu Li had gone.

Did he escape with King Yan?

Song Bocheng felt cold in his heart, but after another thought, he felt it shouldn't be.

Mo Shenfeng was the revered Yanzhou Mansion, so his status would not be mentioned. His importance to the Yanzhou Mansion was even greater than that of Lu Li. Lu Li ran away halfway, which was tantamount to harming Mo Shenfeng. Even King Yan himself couldn't agree to this plan.

Moreover, according to Song Bocheng's several contacts with Lu Li, he can feel that this young palace chief is definitely not a simple character. Facing this great situation, he will not give up suddenly, there must be some thoughts.

But now it seems that no matter what he thinks, it is difficult to implement.

Because the family's grandmaster reinforcements have arrived.

One after another pierced the sky flew, and the air was cold as Volley looked down.

Eight Grand Masters came!

Counting the nine here, seventeen grandmasters!

In these battles, even if it was to assassinate Mujing, it was no longer a shame, but today it was to deal with King Yan's Mansion, so many masters were dispatched, which shows that the Yanzhou family is also ready to tear their faces!

"The reinforcements are here, what are you waiting for!"

Zhang Juan looked at the other masters and shouted coldly: "Go and capture King Yan!"

Hearing these words, the masters were taken aback, but they immediately reacted, their spirits gushing over the sky, carpet-like searching for the breath of Mu Hongxiu.

They now have seventeen grandmasters, even if they swarm them, it will be difficult for the top grandmasters to parry. If they dare to work hard, it is not impossible to kill the top.

The eight great masters who came to help were like a reassuring pill, immediately giving everyone confidence!

Seeing this, Song Bocheng couldn't help but squinted his eyes, and sighed: "It's over!"

That's it!

The overall situation is set!

"Song Bocheng, what else do you want to say?" Zhang Juan's gaze was always fixed on Song Bocheng, and he strode forward, ignoring the skinny middle-aged person beside Song Bocheng, and said in a cold tone: "Before you and Lu Li Shennian spoke, Think you can hide it from everyone?"

Song Bocheng's originally calm eyes suddenly drenched, then turned his head little by little, staring at Zhang Juan.

Divine Sense Sound Transmission is extremely concealed, except for the two sides, no one else is aware of it.

But Zhang Juan, he could actually perceive the fluctuations in the sound transmission of divine thoughts!

Song Bocheng only felt a chill in his back, and his coolness rushed to the top of his head. He had already guessed something vaguely.

Zhang Juan noticed his expression, full of coldness, suddenly smiled, and said lightly: "Wait for a good show."

More than a dozen huge divine thoughts scurried around, still looking for Mu Hongxiu's trace.

Mo Shenfeng frowned, and the palms that pinched Hou Ye's neck tightened slightly, causing him to make a rather painful sound.

I wanted to pinch Lord Hou to death a hundred times, but Mo Shenfeng finally resisted it.

He knew that even killing Hou Ye would actually not help.

Now Lord Hou's life and death can't control the situation at all.

"Haha, Mo Fuzun, you... can't get off the stage now, are you?" Hou Ye felt that Mo Shenfeng seemed to hesitate, and said with great effort, "Even if you...you killed the old man...today you also... lose. !"

He will lose two words very hard, almost hoarse!

Mo Shenfeng's expression remained unchanged, and he directly smashed Hou Ye's throat, so that he could not make a sound, but he would not die on the spot.

Then he threw away the muddy Lord Hou, Mo Shenfeng looked at the sky, and said solemnly: "The deity Mo Shenfeng, Yanzhou Fuzun, guard here today, who is not afraid of death... just come forward!"

boom!

When the voice fell, Mo Shenfeng's momentum skyrocketed again, and his malaise was suddenly wiped out!

The eight masters who arrived after that were silent, but the atmosphere seemed a bit tense.

"Hey, I just left for a while, why did you make it like this?" At this moment, Lu Li's voice slowly sounded, stepping out from the depths of the palace and seeing the hall almost turned into a ruin. Smiled and said: "It seems that you have just been playing very lively?"

"Land from!"

Zhang Juan's eyes were cold, his gaze shifted to Lu Li at that time.

He hates Lu Li more than Song Bocheng!

If it weren't for Lu Li, the situation wouldn't have become like this in a muddle.

Now Lord Hou was almost half dead, losing his combat power, and being crushed by Mo Shenfeng's throat, it was no different from being dead.

In addition, they also lost a grandmaster.

It is equivalent to nothing, but was cut off from the two great forces!

Especially the fall of Lord Hou, this is not just a simple loss of combat power for them. The Hou family represented by Lord Hou is the real wealthy family, with the strongest background among them.

Now that Lord Hou has become like this, the Hou family will definitely not let go, and the goal of the post-autumn settling accounts is definitely not only King Yan's mansion!

Even their masters would be hated by the Hou family.

However, all of this must be ‘attributed’ to Lu Li’s rhetoric.

"What are you doing so loudly? I'm not deaf."

Lu Li glanced at him, took out his ears, and the eight grand masters whose eyes swept across the sky, said with a smile, "I have already gathered so many grandmasters, so it's no wonder that my confidence has become sufficient."

"But it's okay, I don't have to look for them one by one."

Hearing these words, even Mo Shenfeng and Song Bocheng were a little helpless.

When is this, do you dare to be so arrogant?

There are seventeen grandmasters. Even if you are a top grandmaster, the best choice now is to turn around and flee, let alone an immortal realm. If you are so arrogant towards the seventeen grandmasters, you are really not afraid of being killed. ?

Or, what hole cards do you have now?

Song Bocheng's heart moved slightly, and he deliberately wanted to transmit Lu Li to tell him that Zhang Juan had a problem, but after knowing that Zhang Juan could perceive the fluctuation of Divine Sense Transmission, he didn't dare to transmit it easily.

However, at this moment, Lu Li's voice appeared in his mind.

"The Eclipse, Zhang Qiu is the dark child of Tianwaitian?"

"Don't turn your head!"

Song Bocheng was a little shocked. He was about to turn his head to look at Lu Li, but he heard him shout: "This person knows that you and I have a sound transmission, and there must be a secret method to capture the fluctuations of divine consciousness, but it is useless to me."

Because of the Heavenly Fate Law, it was too simple for Lu Li to cover up a passage of Divine Sense Sound.

Song Bocheng glanced at Zhang Juan and saw that his expression was as usual, he knew that Lu Li was not exaggerating, so he raised his index finger a little, and signaled to Lu Li that Zhang Juan had a high probability of being a dark child of Tianwaitian!

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