There were quite many people surrounding the manor entrance and the noise coming from them made it sound like a vegetable market. She didn’t understand what was going on and only saw two groups of people pushing and shoving each other. They started fighting and the sounds of swords colliding could be heard, alongside the angry voices.
She was a little stunned when she saw this, the disagreement had come to blows without any words! The strength of the two groups of people seemed to be of a similar level, however, this was the Zhuo territory, so if anything, it would be the other group who would be at a disadvantage.
However, just as she was in thought, an old man in inconspicuous grey clothes amongst those people caught her eye. His strength was even higher than the Zhuo Family Patriarch Zhuo Zhenglin. As she thought about it, the two of them started fighting.
As soon as the two of them started fighting, the surrounding spiritual energy and coercion surged, it was so powerful that the people around them couldn’t help but stopped fighting and retreated.
When strong exponents fought, their strength could suppress them indirectly, so where would they summon the ability to fight? What’s more, the leaders of both groups had already started fighting, so no matter what the result was going to be, there would be a solution.
The gray-clothed old man swung out his palm and changed his stance as he struck forward. The energy from his palm struck out and made a whirring sound in the air. His sharp, cold eyes stared at Zhuo Zhenglin mercilessly.
After the two of them had exchanged a few blows, Zhuo Zhenglin’s expression gradually became more serious. His opponent’s strength was higher than his, if they were to continue to fight, he was afraid that he would be no match for him. If he was to be defeated by his opponent in front of his manor, he was afraid that their Zhuo Family would become a joke in this city!
When he thought of this, he gritted his teeth and gathered his strength once again. He raised his strength by to deal with the old man, he waved his palm and an air blade appeared suddenly and attacked the old man.
“Ah!”
The old man sneered. He raised his hand and countered Zhuo Zhenglin’s attack easily. He then used the same hand and struck forward with a hidden murderous aura in his hand. It seemed that he wanted to take his life on the spot.
The murderous aura that appeared was cold and vicious and Zhuo Zhenglin’s heart shook a little as he became more alert as he dealt with the attack.
Feng Jiu, who was watching this scene from the corner of the street, couldn’t help but shake her head. Zhuo Family Patriarch was obviously not the opponent of this gray-clothed old man. Even though he had raised his strength by ten percent, he was still not a match for his opponent.
The Zhuo Family Patriarch’s strength was the early stage of Immortal Sacred, and the old man was at the middle stage. His strength was higher than him, the outcome of this battle was quite obvious.
At this moment, she saw the airflow that had condensed between the gray-clothed old man’s hand. The airflow had formed into a powerful air pressure and surged with energy at every turn of his hand. His cold and vicious eyes stared at Zhuo Zhenglin like that of a poisonous snake, and a vicious smile appeared on his face. In a blink of an eye, he struck out with the force in his hand towards Zhuo Zhenglin at an impossible speed.
“Family Patriarch!”
“Family Patriarch!”
“Family Patriarch!”
A series of exclamations sounded suddenly. They had come from the clan elders. They saw the danger of that blow and were afraid that the Family Patriarch wouldn’t be able to withstand that blow. If he was to be hit, they were afraid, afraid…
At this moment, Zhuo Zhenglin was also shocked. He retreated quickly to avoid the blow. However, the airflow enveloped him and left him nowhere to escape to…
