"Shut up! What do you know? Someone in the seven stars can use the clone technique. His eight stars' strength, what kind of magical secret technique can be known." Elder Liu bit Feng Xingying to death anyway.

Luo Lie's face turned a little ugly, and he stood up and said goodbye:

"I won't disturb you today. Let's say goodbye first. After being invited by the Blood Emperor, we will attend Princess Yan's bride recruitment meeting in Chixue Tian.

If Master Liu still feels that Mr. Wei has stole your star armor, please bring enough evidence to go to Chixue Tian at that time."

"No, you can't leave!" Master Liu looked gloomy and grabbed Feng Xingying casually.

Just him? A seven-star dares to touch her Fengxingying?

Feng Xingying didn't leave any face for Master Liu, so he just lit it on Master Liu a few times, pinching the person to the spot.

"This, this, master..." Ximen Dexin was also scared. The people in their Divine Soldier Pavilion mainly refine weapons and rarely take action. In other words, they have poor practical experience and have no sense of crisis.

Because they think they are weapon refiners, no one dares to touch them.

Now that I meet the ruthless character Feng Xingying, I will take action directly?

Simén Dexin reacted very quickly, and a defense alarm was issued at that time.

"Brother Ximen, your Divine Soldier Pavilion is too much." Luo Lie stared at Ximen Dexin.

Simen Dexin looked as if he was a blue face: "Sorry, no matter whether it was a misunderstanding or not, he was my master. If you take action in my Divine Soldier Pavilion, it would be disrespectful to the Divine Soldier Pavilion."

Feng Xingying was very straightforward. She pinched Elder Liu's neck and was in the hands of the hostage. What else were she afraid of?

Feng Xingying looked at Ximen Dexin and said coldly: "Send us out now, otherwise I will strangle this old man to death now. Let you be an unfilial disciple."

"Do you think about the consequences?" Simen Dexin also wanted to threaten Feng Xingying: "My master is a seven-star weapon refiner."

"According to your opinion, the higher the level of refining, the more privileged you have, isn't that? That young master is still an eight-star weapon refiner."

"This is the funnyest joke I have ever heard." Simen Dexin laughed out loud: "Since you are so ignorant, don't blame me for being polite."

The sound of whining sounds continued, and Simen Dexin issued an emergency distress signal again.

This time, outside the attic of their banquet, there were already densely covered with masters from the Divine Soldier Pavilion.

Feng Xingying took a brief look and found that there were two people on the other side, nine stars and ten people on the eight stars. These people are indeed not opponents.

"What's going on?" A magnificent voice suddenly rang out.

"Report to the Pavilion Master, someone stole the eight-star divine armor from our Divine Soldier Pavilion and was caught by my master. They refused to admit it and injured my master. The man also called himself the eight-star weapon refiner." Ximen Dexin briefly replied.

He also knew in his heart that his master ignored this matter, and that the star armor belonged to someone else, and he had already used the free recognizing the main star armor, which could not have been stolen from the Divine Weapon Pavilion.

But that was his master, and it had to be reasonable if he didn't make sense. So Simen Dexin thought of Wei Cheng's arrogant words, saying that he was an eight-star weapon refiner.

He caught this handle and deliberately reported it to the higher authorities. If he really made a fuss, he would not be so passive.

Unexpectedly, the Lord of the Divine Weapon Pavilion was eager to ask for talent, and when he heard the eight-star weapon refiner, he immediately became interested:

"I will make a decision on this matter myself, and I would like to ask you to go to the Divine Weapon Hall to discuss it."
Chapter completed!