Jiang Feng took out his cell phone and sent a message.

Others looked at Jiang Feng's actions, and some people didn't quite understand what he was doing.

Is it calling someone?

But no matter how many people he calls, Gong Juewei has 3,000 warriors, and even if 30,000 ordinary people come, they are not their opponents.

What they guessed was right. Jiang Feng was indeed calling people, but not ordinary people.

As he put down his phone, a faint vibration came from the ground.

And the vibration became louder and louder, and it soon spread from the air.

"What is that!"

Someone pointed outside the Yangjiajiajiajiao villa and said in horror.

Looking in the direction he pointed past, a huge ray of smoke and dust was floating.

And in front of the smoke and dust, there is a huge convoy.

The convoy parked directly at the gate of the villa.

One elite warrior after another came down from above.

These elite soldiers wore golden suits and arranged in an orderly manner.

Not long after, all three thousand golden dragon guards gathered.

Arranged behind Jiang Feng.

Compared with the people from Gong Juewei, the three thousand golden dragon guards brought by Jiang Feng are better than those from Kunlun in terms of momentum and strength.

More importantly, Kunlun warriors are like a ball of loose sand.

Jiang Feng's side is more like an elite team.

Moreover, the general Qin Long, the general of the Shenlong Guard, brought great oppression to people.

Seeing so many people on Jiang Feng’s side, everyone present was in an uproar.

Only Gong Juewei, his expression has not changed from beginning to end, and he is even a little proud.

He looked at Jiang Feng and said lightly: "Do you really think I have only prepared these people?"

Hearing his words, the Yang family also showed a puzzled expression.

Gong Jue brought in a total of 3,000 warriors before he could.

They all know.

But now Gong Juewei said that he has brought more than these people.

Where are the rest?

At this moment, Gong Jue clapped his hands again, and countless crowds rushed out from the rear of the other courtyard.

Like a black tide, it continued to gather behind Gong Juewei.

There were more and more people behind him, and soon the entire team expanded to more than ten times.

Everyone showed a look of shock.

Because they never thought that Gong Jue didn't bring more than three thousand people.

But a total of 30,000!

Thirty thousand Kunlun warriors!

There are countless powerful people who are transformed into the spirit, and there are more than one strong people who are transformed into the spirit half-step.

In front of this huge army of warriors, Jiang Feng and the three thousand dragon guards behind him were not enough to see them.

"Hahaha, Jiang Feng, do you think you are still arrogant now?" Yang Wenbin smiled proudly, and his depression was wiped out.

With such a big gap in strength, no matter how powerful Jiang Feng is, he will never survive.

Not only him, but everyone else present thought so.

After all, the gap in strength is too big, and even if Jiang Feng wants to escape, it is too late.

In a word, Jiang Feng is dead!
Chapter completed!