Although this team is small in number, its lethality is greater than anyone else present.
It was not until this moment that the group of Xuanmen people noticed that the rich man's bodyguards in the corners had been wearing tense expressions since just now, as if they were wary of something.
Realizing that they had hit a wall, they dared not act rashly again and quickly nodded and bowed frantically to apologize, saying that they had failed to recognize their great talent.
The beautiful woman nodded slightly, politely accepted the apology, then turned and left without looking back.
When the young Taoist turned around to look at his senior brother, he found that the body of Taoist Xuanji was already cold...
Soon, personnel from the special department came in at the gate and carried away the body. Everyone was fully armed during the operation, with gas masks and clothes wrapped tightly, which was obviously something they had anticipated.
Xuanmen people: "..."
Damn, how many big shots came to this opening ceremony?
Rakshasa clearly knew the inside story but didn't tell them. It was obvious that he was setting a trap for them!
Everyone was angry, but they suppressed their temper for the sake of the legendary golden bowl. This time they stayed where they were and didn't dare to move.
"Someone died before the ceremony even started. I have a feeling this won't go smoothly." Some people began to think they were daydreaming and worried that they would not be able to get the golden bowl.
The Taoist friend next to him comforted him, "It's okay. The only one who has the ability to compete with the Imperial Capital Xuanmen now is X, but they are only here to identify and collect information. It shouldn't be a big deal."
So they still have a chance.
However, just as everyone was comforting themselves in this way, someone glanced outside the door and exclaimed, "Someone's coming again!"
The voice was not loud and even a little cautious, but it gave goosebumps to everyone who heard it.
But when I looked up, several young men in camouflage uniforms, wearing military boots and daggers on their waists, walked in. There was a strong murderous look between their brows. They were a thousand times more terrifying than the bodyguards of the surrounding wealthy people.
Everyone stepped back unconsciously, and then they saw a tall and majestic figure slowly walking towards them from the back.
The other person walked calmly, wearing a well-tailored black suit, and looked noble. The most iconic thing about him was the black mask on his face.
"Yan Luo Jade Face..."
Someone who was knowledgeable and experienced recognized him, and his face suddenly changed drastically, turning as pale as paper.
Some people still had only a vague understanding of the situation, but they soon learned the true identity of the visitor through the help of their companions.
According to rumors, more than ten years ago, a young man was sold from the underground black market to the hunting zone. He was sold at an auction for a high price, but the moment the cage was opened, he killed more than ten people, including a wealthy man.
The young man was skinny, but he had fought his way out of the hunter zone where the law of the jungle prevailed. He was often seen covered in blood, and even his face was difficult to distinguish.
At that time, everyone in the hunter district knew about the existence of this killing god, but because they didn't know his name, they called him Blood Yama.
Later, the young man killed the ruler of the Hunter District and became the new master of this chaotic area. When he appeared, he had a mask made of special black jade on his face.
Yama's Jade Face.
The appearance of these four words often represents ominous things.
Because most of the time, people die wherever this god of death goes.
Dengdeng.
As they walked into the exhibition hall with the sound of leather shoes, the masters of metaphysics who were originally standing in the open space in the middle had all hidden in the corners, eager to compete with the rich man's bodyguards for space.
The bodyguards all had ashen faces and stiff bodies, uncontrollably revealing the fear in their hearts.
When the group also turned into the inner field, the tense atmosphere among the people finally relaxed a little.
"Damn, Luosha, that bastard, no wonder he kept it a secret. If I had known the Hunter District would get involved, I would never have come to participate."
Finally, someone among the Xuanmen people could no longer bear the worry and fear early in the morning and cursed out loud.
The others gradually realized that they had been tricked by Luosha, and were also furious.
"I'm not going to play with you anymore. This kind of game is nothing compared to the Imperial Capital Xuanmen. Let Luosha grab as much as he wants!"
Someone immediately walked away, not even wanting to look at the golden bowl again.
With this beginning, the other people from the Xuanmen looked at each other for a while and then tacitly chose to leave.
Even people as important as X and Hunter District have come, and they are still fighting for nothing!
A group of people walked out of the door, cursing and drove away.
The special department team, who had just returned from disposing of the body of Xuanji Taoist, asked their captain in surprise, "Are they not causing trouble anymore? Are they just leaving like that?"
Shi Feng stood at the door and watched them leave. He couldn't help but smile and sighed, "Master Ye is indeed a master of strategy."
Originally they had planned to open the four gates to prevent the distinguished guests from bumping into each other.
But last night Ye Lan suggested leaving only one main entrance and exit.
Now, those who stayed outside the exhibition hall were the weakest and most embarrassed, and the first to bear the brunt were the group of small soldiers and crab generals summoned by the Xuanmen of the Imperial Capital.
"Captain, since the Imperial Capital's Xuanmen is no longer a threat, today's opening ceremony should be completed smoothly, right?" asked the team member.
Upon hearing this, Shi Feng fell silent for a moment, then slowly shook his head. His gaze fell on the several luxury cars that had just driven in through the gate outside, and he said in a grave tone, "On the contrary, the real storm has just begun."
The luxury car stopped in the area marked by white lines, the door slowly opened, and the people who got out were all wearing robes.
In the hot summer, the sun was blazing brightly in the sky, and the long robes that reached the ground wrapped people tightly. Although the outfit looked very hot, when the group walked in front of the special management team, there was not a drop of sweat on their faces, nor a trace of heat, and even a coolness came from their whole bodies.
"Excuse me, where will the Golden Bowl dedication ceremony be held?"
The leading man asked Shi Feng.
The other person clearly looked like a young man, but his voice was extremely low and hoarse, which was extremely inconsistent.
The tone of the question was not polite, and one could even see the other party's arrogance and disdain in the raise of his eyebrows.
But Shi Feng, who had always been neither humble nor arrogant, did not show any sign of anger at this moment. He even pointed the way to the other party honestly, "Turn left after entering the door and go through the secret door in the inner exhibition hall."
"Yeah." The man memorized the route, nodded slightly, and after saying a light "thank you", he led the people straight into the exhibition hall.
After the others completely disappeared through the secret door, the team member quietly asked, "Captain, who are these people?"
Why do you seem so afraid of them?
“…” Shi Feng pursed his dry lips and slowly uttered three words, “Ancient Warrior.”
What?
The team members behind him were all stunned, and then their pupils widened instantly, and they felt their legs go weak.
"Are these the masters from the ancient martial arts world?!"
"Yes." Shi Feng nodded, his expression solemn. "The ancient martial artists we've seen before are just wandering around the lower classes of the city. The true masters of the ancient martial arts world belong to various sects, categorized by the styles of their robes. This group of people just now came from five different sects."
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