Immortal Cultivating Dynasty

"Father, I went to the blacksmith's Union just now. The smelly boy of the hammer didn't know where to find a helper and directly beat back all my men. He also claimed that the Lord of the windbox City, the blacksmith's Union is my territory. Even if he knelt down and begged me, I wouldn't agree."

In the Lord's mansion of the bellows City, when Gao Jie saw Gao Yang returning to the Lord's mansion, he quickly found noble and said what he met in the blacksmith union this afternoon.

It can be seen from his name that Gao Jie is definitely not a broad-minded person, or even extremely narrow-minded. According to his character, Yang Xuan hated Yang Xuan at the bottom of his heart when he was driven out of the blacksmith Union.

Of course, the reason why he had to wait until the evening to find Yang Xuan's trouble was not because of courtesy, but because his father Gaoyang went outside the city and couldn't come back until the evening. If he wants to mobilize the experts in the city, he must go through his father's nod.

Gao Yang's eyebrows wrinkled slightly, but he soon thought of something and stared at Gao Jie in front of him. He knew very well what his son's nature was, so he would not judge that the blacksmith union dared to disrespect him by Gao Jie's one-sided words.

However, from Gao Jie's words, Gao Yang knew two things. One was that the blacksmith union refused to hand over the management power, and the other was that the blacksmith union seemed to have a strong helper.

Although Gao Yang gave Gao Jie full responsibility for this matter, the blacksmith union certainly didn't know that he was behind Gao Jie, so it was obvious that the blacksmith union didn't pay attention to himself.

Seeing his father's frown, Gao Jie quickly fanned the flames and said, "father, the blacksmith trade union is too arrogant. Please allow me to take people to suppress their arrogance."

"Enough is enough. There's still something I want in it. Don't break it." Gao Yang looked at the two masters beside him. They were his most trusted confidants. They had followed Gao Yang for many years, so Gao Yang just looked in the eyes, and they understood what he meant.

Seeing this, Gao Jie suddenly showed a sneer at the corners of his mouth. He recalled his embarrassed appearance when Yang Xuan drove him out of the blacksmith Union. He had begun to fantasize about the scene of stepping on Yang Xuan in his mind.

He looked out of the window. It was dark.

"The moon is dark and the wind is high. When killing and setting fire. This situation and this scene, this sentence really fits well." Gao Jie smiled and walked towards the door.

Gao Yang looked at Gao Jie's appearance and shook his head helplessly. My son is good everywhere, but the biggest disadvantage is that he is too small, which is why he is now 40 years old, but he is reluctant to hand over power to him.

While Gao Yang was meditating, the door on one side suddenly collapsed with a bang. A red figure came in from the door, laughed and said, "young master Gao is really brilliant in literature. He has already thought of his own epitaph."

"Who?" Almost in an instant, everyone looked towards the door, only to see a tall figure wearing a bloody armor and a ferocious ghost face. In the moonlight, his figure was long, but it showed a burst of dark red, just like a pool of blood flowing from under his feet.

The red figure sent out bursts of sneers, which made people feel creepy.

Gao Yang's eyes were full of vigilance and shadow. The strength of the man in front of him was not strong, but his murderous spirit was strong and was about to solidify into essence, so he had to be vigilant.

On the face armor of the red figure, two red mans lit up where his eyes were, directly pointing at Gao Jie. At the same time, the red figure asked: "Gao Jie, Gao childe, how long have you forgotten me? I'm really very sad."

When Gao Jie heard the familiar voice, he was shocked. Pointing to the bloody figure, he said to Gao Yang, "father, this is the man who shot at me and talked nonsense today."

"Sir, this is the business of my bellows city. Why do you mind your own business?" Under the oppression of Yang Xuan's powerful murderous spirit, Gao Yang also felt a great pressure and said to Yang Xuan.

Yang Xuan ignored Gao Yang and walked straight towards Gao Jie. His boots collided with the ground and made a clang sound, echoing in the secret room of the city master's house, which made people feel cold and upright.

They only felt that in front of them, countless dead souls were flying and wailing in the air. The blood on the ground was thick and was about to become a river.

Gaoyang saw that Yang Xuan didn't answer, and he was a little unhappy. But he also knew that Yang Xuan was not someone he could afford to provoke, but gave his two most trusted men a look.

The two men also stepped forward and stopped Yang Xuan's way. They said to Yang Xuan, "Sir, what are you going to do?"

Yang Xuan still didn't answer and walked towards Gaoyang step by step.

The two men suddenly changed their complexion and said in a deep voice, "Sir, you are too arrogant."

But as soon as their voice fell, they both felt that they had been hit heavily in the abdomen, and immediately stepped back a few steps, but they still didn't forget to protect Gao Jie behind them.

Gao Jie saw Yang Xuan's route and guessed that his goal was himself. But although he was resentful in his heart, he had no courage to face Yang Xuan who came out of hell. He had already shrunk in the corner.

"Sir, if you don't stop, we'll do it." One of them said something to Yang Xuan, but his words were more like emboldening himself.

Finally, another man couldn't help but rush forward quickly and stabbed Yang Xuan's lower abdomen. However, his proud sword, which cuts iron like mud, only brought a string of sparks on Yang Xuan's blood armor, and even left no trace.

"How is this possible?" The man was stunned, his heart suddenly collapsed, turned and ran away.

The other man still didn't believe in evil and rushed forward to fight with Yang Xuan. But after a few rounds, he found that Yang Xuan's strength was twice that of him.

Yang Xuan smashed his swing fist with an elbow, and his palm had been clasped on his shoulder. On the five fingers of the blood armour, there were five sharp thorns in an instant, which directly pierced into his flesh and blood.

He gave a cry of pain and hurriedly covered his shoulder. The sharp thorn on Yang Xuan's blood armor had pierced his shoulder blade.

Yang Xuan under his visor showed a disdainful smile, pushed him away, and then continued to walk towards Gao Jie.

I felt like I saw a big mountain rolling towards me and wanted to continue to retreat, but I had reached the wall.

Yang Xuan smiled coldly and squatted down in front of Gao Jie.