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There are four forces in Luoshui City, including the Luo family, the Lin family, the Zou family and the city lord's mansion.

The scarred man that Su Qingfeng saw just now was the armored guard of the City Lord's Mansion.

At this moment, the armored guard came to the main hall of the city lord's palace. At the head of the main hall was a majestic middle-aged man in brocade clothes.

Around him, a dozen black-clad armored guards stood on both sides, all with stern expressions.

The man in front of him was the squad leader of their city lord's armor. He had the strength of the middle stage of the psychic realm, and he had brought two squads with him to defeat the monsters this time.

Even a strong person in the soul palace realm can contend with it, and it is impossible for only one person to come back.

With his current injury, they might not be able to come back.

"What happened and why did it end up like this?"

The city lord Wan Yangping looked gloomy. He had previously received reports that a monster was harassing the caravan outside Luoshui City.

In order to get rid of this monster, many mercenary teams have volunteered to fight against it, but in the end there has been no news from them all.

He had no choice but to send out two teams of guards, but he ended up with such an end. Naturally, he was distraught.

The captain of the Jiawei team endured his injuries and reported.

"City Lord, we searched normally based on the clues we got. We have already found some traces. We chased them all the way during the day and consumed the demon's physical strength."

"But at night, for some reason, our people disappeared one after another, but the monster's strength gradually recovered."

"When I realized something was wrong and wanted to retreat, it was already too late. We fell into the monster's trap. My subordinates struggled to break free and only narrowly escaped death."

Wan Yangping leaned back, sat on the seat, and said with one hand on his face.

"So, you didn't really hurt that monster, and you didn't get any useful information. Humph! If you can't even do this well, what's the use of my city lord raising you!"

"I'm very sorry, City Lord, but the information about that monster is wrong. It has very high intelligence."

"Shut up! Failure is failure. What I don't like the most is shirk!"

Wan Yangping slammed the seat, stood up and looked down at the injured Jiawei. His peak Soul Palace Realm strength was released, causing the Jiawei below him to cough out a mouthful of blood.

A slightly smiling voice came from the yard outside the hall.

"City Lord Wan, right? You don't have the magnanimity of a City Lord like this."

"Who! How dare you break into my city lord's mansion!"

Wan Yangping was furious right now, and of course he couldn't stand being said that, let alone breaking into his own city lord's mansion to mock him.

He rushed out of the hall in one stride, and then the armor guards on both sides immediately followed Wan Yangping and rushed out.

Outside, two mysterious men wearing black cloaks and bamboo hats stood one behind the other in the courtyard.

"Two soul palace realms!"

Wan Yangping could see the strength of the two of them at a glance. One of them had reached the peak of the Soul Palace Realm like himself!

He turned his head slightly and glanced at the armored guards under his hands.

The strongest person is only in the late stage of psychic life, so he may not be able to gain any benefits from a real fight.

"Who are you two? Why did you break into my city lord's mansion without permission!"

The mysterious man standing at the back came forward and walked to the front.

"Oh, Su came to Luoshui City to do something this time. When he came for the first time, he wanted to meet the city owner."

"Unexpectedly, I happened to listen to what the city lord said. I just thought that the city lord was a little angry at the armored guard, so he said casually."

Wan Yangping's expression darkened, and he felt unhappy in his heart.

"Your Excellency, you don't dare to show your true colors to others. You don't think you are very decent..."

Before Wan Yangping could finish his words, the man in black robe who had been silent on the other side suddenly rushed to Wan Yangping in a sprint.

He raised his hand and punched Wan Yangping in the heart.

Wan Yangping has been paying attention to the only black-robed man opposite him who can threaten him. This man's strength has reached the peak of the Soul Palace realm like his own.

The moment the man in black robe made a move, he immediately raised his hand to block it.

The moment he had just fought with his opponent, the astonishing force that came from him made his expression suddenly change.

The huge force came forcing him to retreat continuously.

"No! Protect the city lord quickly!"

A guard captain shouted immediately when he saw this scene.

After saying this, three captain-level guards immediately rushed forward. The strength of the three of them was around the mid-to-late stage of psychic.

I saw three people punching and palming towards the man in black robe at the same time.

But the man took out his other hand and flicked it, and a red flame appeared out of thin air.

The flame turned into a fiery snake and swept over the three people.

Immediately, the three of them were swallowed up by the fire snakes. After a few screams, they fell silent. The other Jiawei who rushed up also stopped and did not dare to take another step forward.

"You bastard, how dare you kill my people in front of me!"

Wan Yangping shouted loudly, and mobilized all his spiritual power, erupting with an even more amazing spiritual power before he could barely force the opponent back.

The man opposite had just stabilized his figure, leaned forward and was about to rush forward again.

"Okay, stop! We're not here to fight."

The man in black robe who called himself Su stopped another man in black robe.

After hearing the sound, the man withdrew his spiritual power and retreated behind Su.

Looking at the man in black robe, Wan Yangping was already afraid. "Impossible, are you at the peak of the Soul Palace realm, or even..."

There was just a sharp pain in the left arm that blocked the attack. In his understanding, this was definitely not an attack that an ordinary person at the peak of the Soul Palace Realm could use.

Beads of sweat have appeared on his forehead. This is no longer a threat to his own strength, but if the fight starts, he will only have one way to escape.

"Don't blame me, City Lord Wan. I'm a good servant, but I can't bear to be insulted by others. Besides, your men are going to their own death, so don't blame me."

The man in black robe who called himself Su had a hint of smile in his words.

At this moment, Wan Yangping felt ten thousand divine beasts running through him, but because the opponent was indeed too strong, he still held back.

"Why did you come to my city lord's mansion? You didn't just come to show me off."

"What did City Lord Wan say? I, Su, am definitely not that kind of person. It's just that I heard that the Luo family will hold a clan meeting in a few days. I don't like to use force to force others."

"No, I came here earlier specially to ask the city lord to honor me and participate on that day."

At this point, Wan Yangping understood that the Luo family would invite the other two families and the city lord's mansion to participate in this meeting.

Originally, he only planned to send the commander of the armor guards there, but now it seems that this guy may have something special that requires him, the city lord, to come forward to sort it out.

The man opposite raised his forehead slightly and chuckled.

"It seems like City Lord Wan understands what I mean. What do you think?"

Wan Yangping's left hand twitched slightly, but the stinging sensation still didn't go away. He had no choice but to nod in response and promised that he would go.

"That's very good, Su takes leave!"

After saying that, the two men in black robes turned around and left, leaving only Wan Yangping and a group of armored guards.