Meizi Garden, at the gate.

At this moment, there were nearly thousands of warriors standing outside the gate.

These people are all the people that the Central Plains Warriors Association can gather in a short period of time.

And directly in front of the team, Guo Feng, the president of the Central Plains Warriors Association.

At the entrance of Meizi Garden, the servants of the Mei family were all frightened when they saw this scene.

But no matter how they informed them, no news came from the upper class. The head of the family and the clan elder seemed to have disappeared and refused to show up for a long time.

Without Mei Yujian and other senior management, how could they dare to stop Guo Feng and others with just these servants?

Warned them to leave, even if these servants were brave enough to do so, they would not dare to do so.

"President Guo Feng, do we want to go in?" asked a grandmaster warrior beside Guo Feng.

"I'll endure it and wait for Lao Wan's news. If I just rushed in like this, it would be bad for anyone!" Guo Feng shook his head and did not agree.

He then turned his head, looked at a woman beside him, and asked, "Mei Yuying, what's going on in your Mei family?"

Beside him was Mei Yuying, who was injured by Lei Yi.

The woman originally wanted to leave, but she met a team led by Guo Feng halfway.

After some treatment, the wound on her left shoulder had also recovered, so she finally volunteered and followed her.

"I don't know either, but I know that the two clan elders and elder brother are planning something!"

Although Mei Yuying is a member of the Mei family, as the mentor of the Martial Arts University of the Demon City, how could Mei Yujian and others take her in the planning?

So even the direct descendants of the Mei family, Mei Yuying was unaware of what happened to the Mei family now.

"Then wait for me. When something happens, we will have an excuse to go in!" Guo Feng waved his hand and chose to wait.

And inside the Mei family.

Auction venue, within the secret hall.

Because of Wan Donglin's appearance, the atmosphere here is already tense.

"Principal Wan, should I say you are brave or are you old and confused? There are so many people here, how dare you show up alone?" A Liang looked at Wan Donglin who appeared alone and sneered.

"So many people?" Wan Donglin glanced around and finally sneered: "The aura of these people is so weak now, so how can they do it? On the contrary, just you guys really think you can keep me?"

After hearing this, Aliang took out a small bottle from the storage bag and smashed it directly to the ground.

There was only a crisp sound, and the liquid in the bottle scattered to the ground and then began to evaporate.

Within a few breaths, the people from the surrounding families found that the power in their bodies was gradually recovering.

"What about now?" A Liang looked at Wan Donglin again and asked.

"Then you try it!" Seeing this, Wan Donglin's eyes sterned and he set off.

"Today, let me learn about Principal Wan's strength!" Among the elders of the Mei family, Mei Zheng took the lead in taking action.

He had just broken through the eighth level and was now missing a touchstone. The appearance of Wan Donglin just allowed him to use his skills.

"Brother, I'll help you with the formation!" At the same time, the red-faced old man Mei Wu also joined the battle.

For a moment, the three men of Mei Zheng and Mei Wu who were surrounded by Wan Dong, all of them soared into the sky, and the stimulating energy of heaven and earth even broke through the dome of the secret hall.

Soon, a violent explosion came from the sky, and the three of them had already started to fight.

As the two eighth-level strong men fought, Guo Feng outside Meiziyuan also sensed it.

"Everyone, come in!"

With his order, the team of nearly a thousand people from the Wushu Association rushed into the Meizi Garden in a mighty manner.

And A Liang in Meizi Garden seemed to feel something, and looked in the direction where Guo Feng was.

"Everyone, it's time for everyone to serve. Please make sure to take action to resist the attack of the Wushu Association!" He ordered to the heads of the surrounding family.

As soon as this statement was expressed, the actions of those present were stagnant.

They have actually recovered their strength at this moment, but they want to recover later because they don’t have to take action.

"Everyone, you all acted, why are you still hesitant? Are you afraid of death?" A Liang smiled coldly and asked in a cold tone after seeing that the people around him had not moved for a long time.

As he said that, he took out the parchment paper and made a gesture to chant a mantra.

"Everyone, we don't know how long Wan Donglin has been lurking here. Maybe the matter of our surrender to the Heavenly Dao Alliance has been exposed long ago. Do you still think that the Martial Arts Association will let us go? Instead of waiting for death, it's better to fight with them!"

Among the crowd, Tang Zhengwei was still speaking.

With his mobilization, the heads of the family were also ready to move.

After all, if they didn't take action, they would be vivid in their minds about Tang Zhengwei's previous tragic situation.

Moreover, the Wushu Association has been suppressing the aristocratic families for many years, and they were holding their breath in their hearts. At this moment, when Tang Zhengwei was so excited, some people really wanted to take action.

"Okay, let's do it, fight with them!" The head of the Mei family also agreed "at the right time".

For a moment, the crowd was excited.

Then a group of people rushed into the auction hall, and under the orders of the heads and masters, all the warriors in the hall took action and rushed outside.

After that, the warriors from the aristocratic families and the troops of the Warrior Association began to confront each other, and the war was about to begin.

Not to mention whether the group battle outside had begun, A Liang still did not take action after everyone left.

"Is it my illusion?" He looked at the corner where Wan Donglin appeared in the secret hall, with a hint of doubt on his face.

But soon, he shook his head and suppressed his doubts, and the man flew out.

But just after he left, a figure shrouded in a black robe walked out of that corner.

"This kid from the Heavenly Dao Alliance has such a strong sense of perception. He almost discovered me!" The man murmured as he looked at the direction of A Liang's departure.

Plum Garden, inside.

A Liang flew out of the secret hall and came to the opposite place between the two men.

His eyes glanced and swept around lightly, then he froze on Guo Feng.

Apart from him, there are no other eighth-level strong men in the Warriors Association, and the strongest ones are only seventh-level.

On the other hand, the number of seventh-level warriors has actually exceeded that of the Warriors Association, but the number of low-level warriors is much smaller.

So when Aliang saw that the two gangs were still confronting each other, he rushed directly to the team of the Wushu Association and killed Guo Feng.

"Hmph, you aristocratic families have rebelled against you, and they dare..." Guo Feng had to warn him a few more times in the crowd, but immediately felt a murderous intent locking him intent.

He looked up and saw A Liang coming to him, and instinctively raised his hand to resist.

But the next moment, the gravity of his body increased sharply. Without checking for a moment, he almost knelt down, and even his raised hand was suppressed by gravity.

"Extraordinary ability!" Feeling the huge pressure everywhere in his body, Guo Feng said in shock.

Then a white light lit up, and his figure was flooded by countless white snakes emitting blazing light.

Rumble!

With this move, smoke and dust storm, flooding Guo Feng's figure.

"Has you killed it?" A Liang murmured at Guo Feng who had been tricked by him.

"Do it!" Then someone shouted in the crowd, and the two gangs finally killed each other.

For a moment, the chaos of thousands of warriors began, and the entire Meiziyuan collapsed and the ground broke.

And A Liang is the target of searching for the crowd.

As an eighth-level strongman in the Heavenly Dao Alliance, he set his target on the master of the Martial Arts Association.

As long as he sniped these people, this operation will be considered successful.

But just as he was about to take action, a black shadow enveloped his head. It was a huge building, and it was thrown over as a throwing object.

Aliang's body did not move, and his extraordinary ability was activated again.

A force of gravity crushed by, and the huge building turned into debris in the sky under gravity, falling toward the ground, bursting out loud.

"There is a master!" After A Liang felt a breath that locked himself, he finally changed his face.

Obviously, his sensing just now was not wrong.

Just now, Wan Donglin did not come alone in the secret hall, but there was still someone hidden there.

"Who is coming?" A Liang's spiritual sense was released and he quickly locked in the target.

Among the crowd below, a man in black robe stood.

No matter how fierce the battles around him were, he stood there like a sculpture.

The man in black robe slowly opened his hood and revealed his true face.

"Lao Luo!" Seeing this person's appearance, A Liang and Mei Yuying in the Wushu Association team shouted out the other party's nickname at the same time.

This man in black robe is actually Lao Luo, one of the four strange men in the Martial Arts University of the Demon City.

"Hahaha, I thought you kid was not simple at the beginning, but I didn't expect it to hide so deeply!" Lao Luo stared at A Liang and laughed.
To be continued...