After Zhang Yang asked, he said in a low voice: "You have handled the funerals of several people, and you must keep President Wu's body."

As he said that, Zhang Yang left without looking back. If the news of Wu Chenyu's death reached Lan Wulong's ears, he didn't know what kind of reaction it would trigger. Moreover, the other party actually came to kill someone while Zhang Yang was in charge of the Nanwu Association. This was a slap in the face!

"Kill Wu Chenyu in three moves?" Zhang Yang murmured. The other party seemed to have perfect strength, and it could not be the perfect peak and the spiritual power, otherwise it would be enough to kill Wu Chenyu in one move.

However, it is not ruled out that the other party has set up a mystery, or it may be that the other party wants to eliminate his vigilance.

No matter who the other party was, Zhang Yang made up his mind this time and must kill all the rats!

After a while, all the warriors in Jiangsu and Zhejiang felt a overwhelming pressure, and suddenly some strong people understood that this was a peerless strong man using his spiritual sense to search for the enemy.

The news of the Nanwu Association's incident did not spread because of Zhang Yang's request for a blockade. Some hidden warriors all looked solemn. Is it going to happen?

Zhang Yang searched for a moment, and a ruthless look flashed in his eyes. There were actually two perfect strong men in Jiangsu and Zhejiang, five or six great-achieving strong men. Is the perfect strong men now worthless?

However, one of them was in the direction close to the Southern Province, not the south that the Nanwuhui people mentioned. The Southern Province is the area closest to the north in the thirteen southern provinces. When you go there, you will enter the north and it is also the gateway to the Southern Wulin.

Of course, Zhang Yang would not trust that person easily, but there are still many people in the Southern Province who are successful now, and the most important thing is to protect other southern provinces.

Zhang Yang flew up in the sky and disappeared without a trace in an instant, and the perfect warrior in the south was also locked by him.

...

Feng Jingyuan's face was solemn. He was having dinner with his family suddenly changed his face and murmured: "Hua Jin? I have been quitting the martial arts world for more than 30 years. Does anyone else want to let me go?"

"Grandpa. What's wrong with you?" The young man sitting next to him asked softly when he saw that his grandfather's expression was wrong.

Everyone at a large table stopped chopsticks. A middle-aged man sitting below Feng Jingyuan looked heavy and said worriedly: "Dad!"

Feng Jingyuan waved his hand and stood up suddenly, and his momentum suddenly changed. The strong man who had been trembling and old man for decades finally revealed his true face.

"I, Feng Jingyuan, have been in the world for decades, and now I am retiring to live my life. You are forcing me!"

The whole family was stunned, the only middle-aged man seemed to know something. His face changed and he couldn't say a word.

Zhang Yang fell from the sky, and the ordinary people who were stunned, said sharply: "Are you the Sword Emperor Feng Yijian fifty years ago?"

Feng Jingyuan's face was calm and said calmly: "No, a powerful man? Some months ago, someone from the northern border built a bridge. Is it you?"

Zhang Yang snorted softly and said sternly: "I hope it was not your move! This matter has nothing to do with you. I don't care if you retire in the Nanwulin. But if someone dares to act randomly, don't blame me for turning against you!"

Zhang Yang observed for a while, and saw that there was no blood on him, so he was shocked for a few words and stopped talking, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Feng Jingyuan's eyes were solemn, and he had already guessed the identity of the man just now. He murmured: "What a big deal happened, the Blood Tu Wang took action himself. Who is so bold to cause trouble in the Southern Wulin?"

Although he had been in seclusion for many years, he was still clear about some things. He had heard of Zhang Yang's name, but he didn't expect that someone would attack him for thousands of miles this time.

A woman dressed in luxurious clothes and beautiful face next to Feng Jingyuan couldn't help but whisper: "Grandpa, who was that person just now? And what does Sword Emperor mean?"

Feng Jingyuan snorted lightly, looked at everyone with sharp eyes, and said coldly: "No one is allowed to spread today, otherwise don't blame me for implementing family law!"

Everyone's body trembled, and they were all scared to death and dared not say a word.

After Feng Jingyuan said this, he frowned and pondered for a moment, and said in a deep voice to the middle-aged man beside him: "Prepare, I'm going to visit several presidents of the Nanwu Association."

The middle-aged man looked worried and said with a frown: "Dad, someone just heard a message. I was afraid that you would not tell you if you were worried."

"explain!"

"President Wu was killed!"

"What!" Feng Jingyuan was shocked. The president of the Nanwu Association in Jiangsu and Zhejiang Branch was killed!

The Nanwu Association unified the thirteen southern provinces, and the two major Huajins in the association were in charge. There were eleven perfect strong people, and some people dared to attack a senior official in their lair!

No wonder Zhang Yang was so angry, no wonder Xue Tu Wang was full of murderous aura. Who is so bold!

"Hurry, prepare the car, I'm going to the headquarters of the Nanwu Association, hurry!" Feng Jingyuan walked back and forth anxiously for a few times. This was a shocking event. If this matter was accidentally caused a big mess in the Nanwu Society.

Although he retired, these super strong men are not so easy to escape from the martial arts world. Once Zhang Yang cannot find the murderer, who knows whether he will take his anger on others?

The middle-aged man did not dare to neglect and hurriedly went down to prepare. He knew that his father would definitely negotiate with several senior executives of the Nanwu Association.

The people in a big room were confused, but they understood that the old man in their family just now was also a god like that person.

...

Zhang Yang's spiritual sense was everywhere along the way, and his face became more and more gloomy.

In just half an hour, if the other party is really a perfect strong man, he will definitely not be able to escape from Jiangsu and Zhejiang, but now he has no other perfect strong man except Feng Jingyuan [Pencil Novel     www.qbxs.xyz] to discover other perfect strong man.

Even several powerful men have investigated one by one, but no abnormalities have been found at all.

Zhang Yang's face became even more ugly. In a moment, he was about to leave Jiangsu and Zhejiang and enter Chennan Province in southern Jiangsu and Zhejiang.

"South, or North?" Zhang Yang murmured. There was a perfect strong man close to Nan Province. But if he returned to the other party now, if he was not the person he was looking for, the murderer's blood would be dissipated after a while, and then it would be difficult for him to identify the murderer.

Zhang Yang no longer hesitated. It doesn’t matter if he can’t find the murderer, but Chen Nan can’t have any more accidents. If something happens again, it will only make him Zhang Yang incompetent!

Such a big event happened shortly after he was in charge of the Nanwu Association. It was okay for a province. If there were more than a few more provinces, he would be embarrassed in the face of all the Huajin!

After making up his mind, Zhang Yang flew towards Chen Nan with a flash of force. The overwhelming pressure spread throughout Chen Nan again. Some warriors faced the north with fear, and some strong men descended to Chen Nan.

...

"Sir, Zhang Yang has searched south. Should we retreat?"

The talking warrior wore a silver mask on his face, and his voice was hoarse, and he seemed to be disguised.

One of the people present was wearing a golden mask and laughed at him, "No hurry, how can such a fun thing end so soon? Aren't those barbarians going to cooperate with us? Let's tell them that Zhang Yang is tired of dealing with it now, and the defense loopholes in the thirteen southern provinces are full of loopholes, and their time is here."

The person in the audience shook for a moment, and he chuckled and said, "It's still thoughtful, so how arrogant the Nanwu Association is now."

"Idiot! What we want to deal with is not the Nanwu Society, but Zhang Yang! As long as we kill Zhang Yang, the Nanwu Society is not afraid! How long do you think Qin Tian's old man can last alone? If it weren't for the support of that old guy behind Zhang Yang, I would have killed him long ago!" The golden masked man smiled sharply, and said that Qin Tian was full of disdain, but the hand behind Zhang Yang was shaking unconsciously.

"Yes, yes, yes, sir, I'll arrange for those barbarians to deal with Zhang Yang. At that time, Zhang Yang's death will not have anything to do with us." The man with bronze masked said quickly.

"Hmph, you took people to deal with those barbarians afterwards. We are the kings in the dark, so don't reveal any relevant information." The golden masked man played with the silver-white knife in his hand. No one could see what he was thinking under the mask.

...

Zhang Yang stood in the main hall of the Chennan Nanwu Association, closing his eyes and pondering something. None of the dozens of people standing beside him dared to make a sound.

After a long time, Zhang Yang slowly opened his eyes, and a low voice slowly rang out, "Martialists above Mingjin disperse now and hide themselves. It is best to be able to quietly move to the southern province. You will come back after I kill the enemy. The martial artists who practiced the vital energy will maintain their daily operations, and those people will not attack you."

"I won't go to other provinces. You can notify them of my request." Zhang Yang sighed lightly, his eyes a little confused.

He went to see the perfect strong man near the Southern Province. Because he had been a little longer, he could not tell whether the other party was the murderer. However, the man was an old acquaintance with Lan Wulong and others, and several perfect men from the Southern Wu Association also confirmed this.

The murderer who killed Wu Chenyu disappeared without a trace under the eyelid of a Huajin, which made Zhang Yang angry, unwilling, and strong murderous intent!

He and Qin Tian had a brief conversation. Although Qin Tian was surprised, he still agreed to Zhang Yang's request to dissolve the branches of the twelve provinces.

Now that they can't draw so many strong people to guard so many places, Zhang Yang cannot hurry toward that place every time. It would be useless to deal with it passively.

Zhang Yang wanted to gather all his men to the southern province, and it would not be so easy for the other party to try to do it.

Qin Tian also said that he would be able to come back within one month. Then there would be one more Huajin and several great perfections, and I think there would be no problem.

Zhang Yang's face was cold. No matter who it was, he must make the other party pay the price!

In one month, this is not only Zhang Yang's last chance to save face, but also the last chance for those people.

Both sides are waiting, it is not certain who will win, but Zhang Yang firmly believes that he will never lose!

"Come on! I'm waiting for you in Southern Province." Zhang Yang murmured, not knowing who he was talking to.

In the distant place, the man in the golden mask also smiled faintly and looked up at the sky and said, "Southern Province? I will go, Zhang Yang, you are waiting for me."

At this moment, the words of the two seemed to break through the void, and they seemed to be able to sense each other.
Chapter completed!