This broke his train of thought instantly, naturally leaving him very depressed, and he directly cursed in anger.
"It’s not good, Manor Master, it’s not good, soone has broken in!"
Just then, a man hurriedly ran in, looked at Di Lingtian, and quickly spoke.
"What, soone has broken in? Is it Su Xuan and his group?"
Di Lingtian now didn’t know what was going on. At the thought of Su Xuan, he actually felt a little nervous, his whole body couldn’t help but have goosebumps. Di Lingtian was a bit afraid of Su Xuan now; this guy could really fight. Previously, he actually got injured by Su Xuan, so he felt it’s very possible Su Xuan had this capability.
"Just in ti. Let’s settle old scores together. Everyone get ready, set up formations!"
At that mont, Lord Pheasant was filled with imnse anger, he had to take care of this guy. If he didn’t settle this guy, there would be significant uncertainty in tomorrow’s siege battle. They had just discussed for a long ti, and the reason for such lengthy discussion on the siege battle was essentially just one point, and that was Su Xuan. Whether it was Brother Pheasant or Di Lingtian, they both felt the biggest variable was Su Xuan. Su Xuan was who they always wanted to deal with.
Di Lingtian was worried about Su Xuan’s Combat Power. He had fought Su Xuan before, and all four of Heaven, Earth, Mysterious, and Yellow had fallen into his hands. To say Su Xuan wasn’t impressive, he actually wouldn’t believe it.
But Lord Pheasant considered more than this, he thought more about Su Xuan’s intelligence. This guy’s IQ was very high, and he was quite willing to admit this. If Su Xuan didn’t have a super high IQ, he wouldn’t be able to manipulate those wolf packs.
So revolving around Su Xuan, he and Di Lingtian discussed it for one night. The final conclusion was that if they wanted to successfully break the city, the first thing was to get rid of Su Xuan.
If Su Xuan ca now, then naturally, it’s what they most wanted to see. Twenty-four Ninja masters quickly hid their bodies. Once hidden, Di Lingtian and Lord Pheasant sat in the hall drinking tea. Don’t think Brother Pheasant is brainless; in fact, he is very smart, which makes him arrogant. However, he suffered quite a loss during the battle with Su Xuan today, which made him take Su Xuan even more seriously. It’s precisely because of this distance that he now set up a strategy aiming to eliminate Su Xuan.
"Lord Pheasant, how many people do you think Su Xuan will bring?"
Looking at Su Xuan, at that mont, Di Lingtian was quite excited. In his view, if they could handle Su Xuan, then Dragon Gate Inn would be thoroughly dealt with. After all, he thought if it weren’t for Su Xuan, the Dragon Gate Inn would have been dealt with already on that day.
"Haha, listening to the footsteps, there should be thirteen people!"
Brother Pheasant said very charmingly. In fact, Lord Pheasant’s cultivation was quite remarkable; he could actually sense the footsteps of thirteen people. Di Lingtian was sowhat surprised; he had never seen Lord Pheasant fight before. Hearing this, he could sowhat judge that Brother Pheasant was definitely not an average person.
"Isn’t it twelve people?"
Di Lingtian sensed again and was a bit shocked. Does his strength compare less favorably? Why couldn’t he perceive thirteen people? Instantly, he felt embarrassed, thinking he was stronger than this guy all along. But unexpectedly, upon comparison, it turned out he really wasn’t as good as Lord Pheasant.
"Haha..."
Lord Pheasant didn’t speak further but elegantly sipped tea. Just then, Joseph leading his twelve people had already burst in. When Joseph saw Brother Pheasant, a faint smile appeared on his face.
"Such boldness, seeing this Prince, you still won’t kneel!"
At that mont, Su Xuan, hiding in the dark, felt an impulse to bang his head against sothing. Thinking, damn, what kind of people had he encountered? Earlier, he thought Lord Pheasant was a narcissist, but now compared with Joseph, Joseph was the real narcissist. He could even say that the Prince had co out. At that mont, Su Xuan really wanted to ask where on earth did he get that confidence.
To say this guy was indeed a prince, but not so real grand prince. He was a prince of a small tribal nation in Europe that no longer existed. This Joseph was soone with ideas, or rather, self-important. He wanted to emulate Murong Fu of Demi-Gods and Semi-Devils, reviving his dream of a great nation. So he gathered a group of experts and ca to Europe.
This ti his main purpose was to summon the legendary Divine Strategy Army. It’s said that once the Divine Strategy Army is revived, one can control the world. So he aid to revive the Divine Strategy Army and fulfill his grand dream.
Joseph was still soone with ideas. When he spoke, this guy was even more self-absorbed; he hadn’t succeeded yet, but he already acted as though he was a Prince. et this Prince and still won’t kneel.
At this mont, Su Xuan felt quite sad, thinking damned idiots. He initially thought of using their power to see if they could stir up so actions with Earth Damp 24. Actually, this guy held so advantage because he had a gun, which was absolutely advantageous.
"Prince? Who are you?"
Looking at Joseph, at that mont, actually, Lord Pheasant was a bit dumbfounded. What kind of ss was this, how did it beco a Prince again? Initially, he thought these might be Su Xuan’s people, but unexpectedly, it turned out to be a group of foreign invaders.
"Rember, this Prince is Alexander XIII, will you still not kneel for ? If you kneel, I can make you founding heroes!"
Joseph ca to Dragon Gate Inn this ti because he kept hearing Dragon Gate Inn was full of masters, so he also wanted to gather a group of Martial Arts experts and then fulfill his dream of national restoration.
"Damn, you’re crazy!"
At that mont, Lord Pheasant was truly drunk.
"Who are you calling crazy!"
After a long cry, a black chain whistled out, hitting towards Lord Pheasant with a snap. In the next mont, Lord Pheasant swiftly stretched out his hand and directly caught the chain. He then pulled hard, pulling the mighty strong man directly over. As the well-built man who grew up eating steak lunged over, Lord Pheasant quickly kicked him in the chest.
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