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Chapter 1532 I've only heard of King Furong

"But his waste second elder said he was just like this. He said he was attacked by their master and disciple, so he did this." Bian Yan asked strangely. He was not angry about Feng Ya saying that he was a madman, but the three modifiers in the previous made him feel a little uncomfortable... unintelligent. His grandmother, the unintelligent people hate others the most saying that he was unintelligent.

"But if this happens, he will panic and run away? A sneak attack? Even his fellow disciples will use this method to make people feel even more heartbroken. He also said that Song Yun's method was just like this, but the first few groups of people sent out were not back? No one could go anywhere."

Feng Ya said with a sneer. No matter how many reasons the waste has to make to quibble in his behavior, he will eventually be unable to escape the fate of the loser. The young master of Hongzong of this generation is so wise, how could he not see through this? The reason why he still treats him as a guest of honor is that he still thinks he is worthwhile.

"Hmph, those people's failure proves that their strength is not good. And they are all outside Hong Sect. How many skills can you see? Anyway, I think that Song Yun is just like this. He is the leader of a small sect in Qinglong Sect, and he dares to fight against Hong Sect? He really doesn't know that the world is high. This time, the two kings of the East and West come out in person, so I don't believe that they can't deal with him. Brother Feng Ya, I know you rely on your brain to make a living, but we agreed to leave that Song Yun to me. I want to see how powerful he is and let the young master take it so seriously." Bian Yan said with a disdainful look, looking ready to try. His fiery red hair was very dazzling in the dark night.

"Okay. No problem." Feng Ya shrugged her shoulders indifferently. He had no intention of competing with this good guy. How beautiful it would be to have more such wonderful people in the world. He didn't know how to understand some opponents first when he did the task. He only knew how to go up and fight. I really don't know how he, the Western King, got through.

As the group was walking forward, a figure staggered towards them in front of them.

He was a pretty boy, with a thin figure, smiling lazily at the corners of his mouth, and swaying on both sides of his way, like a duck.

The people on Hongzong immediately became alert. They touched the weapon in their arms with their hands, and there were traps everywhere around them. They had to pay attention to such a young man who could appear at this time.

"Who are you? Get out of here." Bian Yan pointed at the young man who was walking in the duck-stalking and cursed.

"Get out? I'll get out who do you kill?" Song Yun asked with a smile.

"What does it mean?" Bian Yan took out a Tang sword from his pocket and asked with a sneer. He didn't like hot weapons, but rather liked the ice colder here. When the silence of the silence of the skin and the chuckling sound of the bones piercing into the bones came into his ears, he would be even more excited and would be even more crazy when fighting. This sound was as wonderful as a woman's voice.

"He is Song Yun." Feng Ya explained helplessly from the side. This guy is really embarrassing sometimes.

"You are Song Yun?" Bian Yan asked with a knife and pointed at Song Yun.

"Damn, the handsome guy next to you just reminded you. I asked again. I'm so nagging at such a young age. What should I do when I'm old? I want to put a muffler on my mouth? Song Yun is me. Who are you from Hong Zong? It seems to be very good? If you are just a minion, I advise you to run away quickly. I'm too lazy to fight with you, and it's dirty my hands." Song Yun asked with his eyes narrowed.

"I am Bian Yan, the Western King of Hongzong, and he is Fengya, the Eastern King of Hongzong. Hehe, boy, you can die in peace this time. Our Hongzong has never sent two kings to perform a mission at the same time in the past few decades. You have made an exception." Bian Yan was walking at the end with Fengya, but now he was talking and walking forward, heading to the front, facing Song Yun.

Song Yun's eyes were slimmed. The four kings of Hongzong are unparalleled in the world. This slogan is obviously a bit exaggerated, but it also shows the status of the four people in the world.

Hongzong has a rule that whenever a new sect leader is in power, four people will be chosen as a supporter.

They are the Eastern King, the Western King, the Southern King, and the Northern King. The most important thing is the title of high rank and high power, followed by the Southern King, followed by the Western King and the Eastern King.

These four people each guarded one side and were responsible for all matters in each area. If the four of them betrayed at the same time, they could put the sect leader in an empty space. However, Hongzong had never betrayed by the four kings for hundreds of years. Occasionally, one or two betrayed him, but he would be quickly extinguished.

Since there was a conflict with Hongzong, how could he not be familiar with the four kings of Hongzong in this term?

This Western King is called Bian Yan. His natural red hair is very conspicuous, and his personality is extremely violent, and he likes to fight.

Of course, Song Yun doesn't care about such people. There are also many such people in Hongzong, and even Lin Yi and Lin Er are not worse than him when they kill people.

However, the Eastern King Fengya had to make Song Yun pay attention. Although this person's ranking is very low among the Four Kings, he is deeply appreciated by the current leader of the Hong Sect.

I heard that he and the current sect leader were close friends. During this internal struggle for the position of sect leader, he made a lot of contributions to his advice.

This time the new sect leader was able to ascend the throne successfully, and he should be the first to be a wise figure. This should be a wise figure. No one has ever seen him take action, but Song Yun suspected that his skills were not worse than his wisdom. Therefore, Song Yun ignored Bian Yan and had several exchanges with Feng Ya.

Song Yun shook his head at Bian Yan disdainfully and said sarcastically: "What is the King of East and West? I have only heard of King Furong. Why, do you want to rush forward to fight me? It seems that you are very confident in yourself."

Song Yun knew that this kind of violent person was the most unbearable. They had a lot of people and only twenty-four people with spider webs on their side.

Therefore, Song Yun wanted to play a friendly match with the Western King Bian Yan first. The first game is, the second friendship is, and then find an opportunity to do it. It will be easier to deal with Feng Ya.

"No, I'm here to fight you one-on-one." Bian Yan raised his knife and pointed it at Song Yun and said.

Song Yun shook his head. "You'd better let the East King over there come. You're no match for me."

"What did you say?" Bian Yan was about to rush towards Song Yun with a knife. He was originally regarded as a waste and said with disdain that he was not his opponent. If he didn't cut him two hundred times, he would never get out of such anger.

As soon as he moved, Feng Ya, who followed him, was caught by him.
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