Chapter 3739

"Hmm? Did the Murong aristocratic family come so soon?"

Zhuo Wen frowned slightly, but he was quite surprised.

Fanshuang hurriedly said, "villa leader, it's no secret that Murong Fuge died in Yunjin collar's main city. It's not surprising that Murong aristocratic family knows."

"Moreover, the strength of the Murong aristocratic family is terrible. At least they are also the ones who become strong. There is no need for us to collide head-on!"

Ten sword guards stood aside. They didn't speak.

They have already sworn allegiance to Zhuo Wen, so they will not disobey Zhuo Wen's orders.

Even if Zhuo Wen asked them to attack the Murong family beyond their capacity, their ten sword guards would not blink.

"We don't need to avoid its edge! I want the Murong family to know that the cloud brocade collar is not so easy to come in!" Zhuo Wen said coldly.

Fan Shuang's face changed slightly, and she still wanted to persuade, but after seeing Zhuo Wen Nathan's cold eyes, she swallowed the words she was about to say again.

Zhuo Wen's words are not big words. With his current strength, the whole Jizhou animal husbandry can really kill him. He can count with one hand.

During this time, he had already inquired about the specific geographical data of huxu boundary.

He knew that there were ten main domains in huxu domain, and the owner of each main domain was the strongest one at the top of the sky.

Jizhou animal husbandry is a region of wukangzhou, one of the ten main domains of Liyuan.

Within the range of Jizhou animal husbandry, the most powerful is the strong one who breaks the sky and changes the five elements.

Although Zhuo Wen is far from being as strong as the five elements, he has no problem running for his life with confidence.

Besides, Murong aristocratic family can't send such a strong man to Yunjin leader to trouble him.

After all, although Murong Fugue is the direct descendant of Murong aristocratic family, he is at most an ordinary genius.

If Zhuo Wen showed real power, Zhuo Wen knew that the Murong aristocratic family would think more about him and would not treat him as an ant at will.

At least for the sake of small legitimate children, it is obviously not cost-effective to offend a strong man who has the power to change the virtual God.

Zhuo Wen has already seen through the rules of hundreds of domains outside the boundary. Here, only strong power is everything.

Only if you are strong enough, you can get enough respect.

"Yijian, from today on, you will be the leader of Gujian mountain villa! And anything I do after today has nothing to do with Gujian mountain villa!"

Zhuo Wen took out a token, threw it to a sword and said faintly.

A sword took the token, and he was no stranger to it.

Because this is the identity token of the villa leader. Whoever holds this token is the villa leader of Gujian mountain villa.

"Villa leader, I dare not take this sword!"

Yijian quickly knelt down and handed the token to Zhuo Wen with both hands.

"Your cultivation is enough to be the leader of Gujian mountain villa! And I won't stay in Yunjin collar for too long. I'll leave after the Murong aristocratic family's affairs are handled!"

"Yijian, this is the last command I gave you! Do you understand?" Zhuo Wen said faintly.

Yijian hesitated for a moment, stood up again, bowed deeply to Zhuo Wen and said, "villa leader, Yijian takes command!"

Whoosh!

At this moment, a terrible wind swept over and immediately spread to the top of the villa.

Accompanied by the breaking wind is a violent wind, sweeping the whole villa.

An unspeakable threat of terror came from above, like countless mountains rolling down one after another.

The pupils of fan Shuang and ten sword guards shrunk. They all fell on their knees and trembled under this pressure.

This pressure is too terrible for them to contend with.

Zhuo Wen stood still, his clothes dancing wildly under the strong wind. He slowly raised his head and looked at the huge divine ship that suddenly appeared over the villa.

On the deck of the divine ship, Murong Rui, like a God, looked down at the people in the villa with cold and murderous eyes.

This terrible pressure was released from Murong Rui.

Beside Murong Rui, Nangong Ying held a half dead biography of Lu Yi in her right hand and said faintly, "who is Zhuo Wen?"

With a wave of Zhuo Wen's right hand, he paused, and the simple and sharp sword Qi overflowed from his acupoints.

The terrible pressure shrouded in the villa was immediately dispelled by these sword Qi.

Fanshuang, shijianwei and others immediately relaxed and reluctantly stood up from the ground.

Nangong Ying and Murong Rui locked their eyes on Zhuo Wen at the same time.

"I'm Zhuo Wen! Also, what are you two? You broke into my villa and asked me! You don't even have the least politeness. It seems that you are a group of people without parents!"

Zhuo Wen spoke lightly.

As soon as he said this, the surrounding temperature suddenly dropped.

Fanshuang, shijianwei and others secretly complain.

They already know that this person must be from Murong aristocratic family. Although they know that the people of Murong aristocratic family are not good at coming, they have to do some superficial Kung Fu at least.

But now, Zhuo Wen doesn't even do superficial Kung Fu.

Nangong Ying and Murong Rui were stunned.

They imagined many possibilities, but they didn't expect that when they came to the murderer, the murderer was so arrogant.

Who gave this son the arrogant capital? Who does he think he is?

"I'm Nangong shadow of Nangong aristocratic family. Your Yunjin leader is one of the territories of Nangong aristocratic family and belongs to our Nangong aristocratic family!"

"You are just a small villa leader in Yunjin collar. You are not qualified to stand and speak in front of me and kneel down!"

Nangong Ying's eyes were gloomy, and his right hand blew out of the void. The surging energy condensed a big hand and rolled it down towards Zhuo Wen.

But to Nangong Ying's dismay, Zhuo Wen just waved his hand, and his energy hand was broken.

"This guy..."

Nangong Ying's face became dignified. He could easily break his energy hand. He was at least as strong as him.

"Speak quickly and fart quickly! Don't waste my time!" Zhuo Wen said impatiently.

"You..." Nangong Ying was furious, but Murong Rui stopped him.

"I'm Murong Rui of Murong aristocratic family. I heard that you killed Murong Fugue? Is that true?"

Murong Rui's voice is very calm, but Zhuo Wen can feel it. Murong Rui's voice is full of horror and killing.

"I have no grievances with Murong Fugue, but Murong Fugue came to my villa to make trouble, and threatened to kill me and tear down my villa!"

"I didn't want to quarrel with him, but he got an inch! So I killed him!" Zhuo Wen said faintly.

"Hehe, what are you? What's your life? What's your villa? It's your honor for him to kill you. You should let him kill you! It's your villa's blessing for him to tear down your villa, but you killed him. He's my son! You have to bury him today!"

Murong Rui clenched his fists, making a creaky sound, and his voice was as low as a beast.

Zhuo Wen sneered and said, "your son's life is life. Isn't someone else's life life? Since he wants to kill me, it's not natural for me to kill him?"

Nanxiang Ying said coldly, "you are presumptuous! What are you? How dare you say such a rebellious word! Your Yunjin leader is the territory of our Nangong family, and the whole Yunjin leader is from our Nangong family!"

"If you dare to disobey me, you will disobey the Nangong family! Now, I'll give you a chance to forgive yourself in front of brother Murong. This is my most tolerant treatment for you!"