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Chapter Four Hundred and Twenty-Second The fighter in the account!(2/2)

Ao Zhuo looked at Lu Qingfeng and frowned slightly.

"Zhu Jiu's tent commits an offense, please ask the Grand Marshal to take charge, don't take partiality!"

Lu Qingfeng refused to give in and said firmly.

"Guangyuan!"

"I'm too bullying, I'll take a raid first!"

Zhu Jiu could not bear it, so he raised his rake and smashed it towards Lu Qingfeng.

"snort!"

Lu Qingfeng raised his face and looked straight at the Nine-Type Rake, without dodging, or avoiding, or defending, and letting him fall down.

"Marson Nantian, it's past!"

Ao Zhuo's voice was so severe that he could not show any movement, and the strong wind blew away the nine-toothed rake.

Clang clang!

Falling to the ground.

"Zhu Jiu's tent commits an offense, please ask the Grand Marshal to take charge!"

Lu Qingfeng still clasped his fists and said to Ao Zhuo.

"Wow!"

"I'm so angry!"

Zhu Jiu was born with the true qi and the two Buddhas ascended to heaven, and his eyes were wide open and split. A terrifying aura rushed towards Lu Qingfeng.

"Marson of Nantian, don't go too far!"

The Grand Marshal Ao Zhuo's eyes condensed, and he snorted and broke Zhu Jiu's aura cleanly.

“Hohuh!”

Zhu Jiu was breathing heavily, and was still angry, but he didn't dare to treat Lu Qingfeng any more.

Seeing this, Ao Shang said with a gloomy face, "The King of Guangyuan intends to anger Marshal Nantian, and now he is unreasonable and treats our Tianshi Army as a place to tantrums?"

Lu Qingfeng listened, his face turned cold, and his sleeves waved, and the clouds gathered in the air, revealing the scene.

There was a general in the middle, with an angry look on his face and slapped the table with his hands.

Take a closer look.

It's Zhu Jiu.

This trick again!

When Ao Shang saw it, he was also angry, and his eyes were filled with evil spirits.

"Ha ha!"

"This is a bias. I personally saw that Marshal Nantian was rudely provoking the case first, and Marshal Dongtian, you are here to fan the flames. Now you are all counting on the head of Emperor Guangyuan."

A cunning look flashed in the eyes of the Marshal Ao Jue of Xitian. He was the restless master. Now he saw Guangyuan Shen acting even more freely, and he felt like a confidant for a moment. The nature of being bound by the Zhentian Army was immediately released. While laughing, he raised his eyebrows at Lu Qingfeng and said, "I really can't stand it. I must say a fair word for the God."

"Fantasy the flames?"

Ao Shang looked at Ao Jue with gloomy eyes and snorted and didn't want to fight with him.

"Thank you, Marshal Xitian, for his righteousness."

Lu Qingfeng thanked Ao Jue, pointed at Zhu Jiu and Ao Shang, and said to the Grand Marshal Ao Zhuo, "Zhu Jiu committed an offense in the tent. Ao Shang scolded me, please ask the Grand Marshal to be the leader!"

Ao Zhuo has a headache.

When encountering such a hob, there was no way. Ao Zhuo looked at Lu Qingfeng and said, "Shenjun Guangyuan, I will sell my handsome face. How has this been revealed?"

"The Grand Marshal spoke, I will follow you."

When Ao Zhuo said this, Lu Qingfeng let go.

Ao Zhuo breathed a sigh of relief.

"Don't speak out for the second marshal."
Chapter completed!
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