"The Nanwu Association has no magic power except Zhang Yang. The perfection is not enough. One of you left behind one Hua Yang, and the three of you entangled Zhang Yang together. How about the rest of us going to Nancheng to have fun together?"

As soon as the bronze masked man said it, Wells agreed without thinking, which was exactly what they wanted.

Two people are transformed into the spirit and three people are fulfilled. Such strength will definitely be fine to deal with Zhang Yang.

When they destroy the people of the Nanwu Society, then the three major Huajin will join forces and will be able to fly if they can't stand it!

Both of them laughed, their eyes flashed with unknown spirits, and their hearts also had their own thoughts.

...

Time passes day by day, and these days seem to be the tranquility before the storm comes. The thirteen southern provinces are very quiet, and they are a little scary.

Whether it is an idle warrior, a family warrior, or a Nanwu Association warrior, they are kept in their doors.

Everyone understands that something is wrong or something big! Whether they know whether Wu Chenyu was killed or not, these warriors all understand that all this has nothing to do with the Nanwu Society.

The atmosphere in the capital was getting tense. The strong people at home and abroad rushed to the North Sea today to prepare for the arrival of a war.

Zhang Yang understood that this was their way to hold back the strong men, and he believed that this matter must be related to those guys.

In the Nanwu Conference Hall, nearly 100 strong men were all present, no one spoke, and the atmosphere was extremely solemn.

The old man who was first mentioned on the same day was no longer there. He left the Southern Province alone ten minutes ago.

Zhang Yang closed his eyes and pondered, and after a long time, he slowly looked at everyone and said, "You stay and perform their duties. No matter how strong the enemy comes, you must remember whether Nanwu will fall."

Several perfect warriors were silent and their faces were silent, but Sword Emperor and Ku Hui Master were not there.

After a moment of silence, Zhang Yang stood up and said slowly: "I'll go first. Today I will definitely wipe out those secret villains in one fell swoop!"

"President, let's go with you!" Wang Zhongshan frowned and couldn't help but say.

Zhang Yang waved his hand and sneered: "No need, I want me to have a life of Zhang Yang, and I am delusional!"

As he said that, he walked out of the hall slowly, looked back at everyone, and disappeared in an instant when he flew into the sky.

Several people sighed, and Wang Zhongshan said in a deep voice: "Go back. Try not to fight in the city. Everyone will get a healing pill later."

As he said that, the people looked at each other successfully, shook their heads and turned away, leaving those people looking at each other, and they didn't know what it felt like in their hearts.

...

"Saint. Mr. Oshima, it's almost time. The people sent by Zhang Yang have already left the Southern Province." Wells looked at the two people in front of him with a respectful look and said in a deep voice.

The old man from Dongfang, who was short but had sharp eyes, sneered when he heard this, and slowly said in his skillful Chinese: "Zhang Yang is so arrogant. He thought we didn't understand what he meant!"

"No! He understands, but he is confident! Haven't you Eastern people always been so confident?" Another blond and blue-eyed Western old man smiled faintly.

"Confidence? He is arrogant, he will die in the hands of such arrogant!" The island powerhouse smiled coldly. On that day, the three powerful island powerhouses attacked, and two of them died on the spot. All of this was Zhang Yang's fault!

There are only four most powerful people in the island country, but half of the four Huajin who died that day were their people. And the other person was also seriously injured and fled, and has not recovered from his injuries yet.

This time he took a desperate bet and abandoned his duty to guard the territory and came to China alone, just to avenge his previous shame.

"Why haven't the people from the Dark King Court come yet?" Oshima frowned and snorted coldly.

Wells also looked ugly, looked at the time, frowned and said, "It should be coming soon."

As he spoke, the two Hua Jin frowned, and a strong man in black and wearing a silver mask slowly fell down.

"Hahaha, I'm late, I'm sorry, you two." The voice of speech was extremely old, and everyone present frowned and said nothing.

The old Westerner, known as the Saint, did not say much, and chuckled: "Your Majesty, since you are here, I will just say it briefly. You and I will intercept Zhang Yang first. How about Mr. Oshima going to wipe out the other fish that escaped the net in the Nanwu Society?"

"I have given instructions before I come, and I will follow the orders of the saint." The silver warrior smiled faintly, but the lord in his mouth was extremely serious.

Both overseas people's faces changed and didn't say much. They didn't want to join in the matter of that person. If they hadn't been worried about the Chinese warriors intervening this time, they wouldn't have cooperated with the Dark Royal Court.

The few people said a few simple words, and the silver warrior glanced at him and couldn't help but feel shocked. These people had put a lot of money in the promotion.

There are a total of ten perfect strong men and twenty great successes. Such strength cannot be achieved by one or two countries.

Both Saint and Oshima felt his breath change, and they showed a faint smile on their faces. If they weren't sure enough, how could they have easily taken risks?

They had already made the worst plans. Even if the perfect powerful people from the Nanwu Association were there, they would still be dead when they entangled the Huaxia spiritual power in the capital, and no one came to rescue Zhang Yang.

The few people agreed and soon the group of five people, two great powers, and three were successfully killed in the South China Sea.

Although these people are all extremely powerful, they all consciously avoid the crowd. No matter how strong they are, they will not easily kill ordinary people.

Especially in China, if they only attacked the warriors of Zhang Yang and the Nanwu Association, those Chinese warriors would not say much even if they suffered a loss.

But once a large number of casualties are caused in Southern Province, I am afraid that I will face the attacks of warriors in the entire Chinese territory.

Zhang Yang naturally knew this, so he let the great-achieving warrior walk all the way to the South China Sea, where is the decisive battle for these people to transform their strength.

Now both sides are rushing towards the South China Sea with this great warrior as the coordinates, but more than 100,000 people along the South China Sea have moved out last night.

...

Nanwu Association.

The Sword Emperor looked solemn, and it took him a long time to look at Master Ku Hui and said, "Do..."

"Shut up!" Kuhui snorted coldly, and the Sword Emperor sneered and quickly changed his mouth.

"Well, Master Kuhui, we are allies today, don't attack me." Speaking of this, even the Sword Emperor, who had always been fearless, could not help but shudder.

"Hmph! The old nun has long converted to Buddhism, and the Buddhist disciples are compassionate." Kuo Rong said lightly and stopped paying attention to the Sword Emperor.

Feng Jingyuan curled his lips. This old guy was still a Buddhist. If there were really gods in the world, he would not have accepted her. Who in the martial arts world knew about her name as a poisonous widow?

While the two of them were talking, Feng Jingyuan suddenly frowned and sighed repeatedly: "What a big deal, the seven perfect ones, the ones transform into spirits! I don't know how the Blood Tu Wang is doing."

Kuhui looked sad and frowned, "The three of them went to Tang Wuguang's side, and I don't know if they can withstand it."

"Don't worry, although they haven't made a breakthrough for a long time, the Blood Slaughter King will definitely not have given them a killer weapon. The four and two accomplished ones shouldn't have any problems. Let's worry about ourselves and don't capsize in the gutter."

Feng Jingyuan sighed and felt helpless. He had to face Huajin as soon as he joined the Nanwu Association. If Zhang Yang had not agreed to give him a Huajin pill in three years, he would not have agreed to kill him.

While speaking, a loud shout came from inside the Nanwu Association, "Who is coming!"

The pressure of hundreds of Mingjin warriors rose, and the Huajin flying in the sky also staggered and shouted coldly: "What a great mighty style! If you don't want the blood flowing into a river in the south, come with me!"

However, he felt that there were two strong auras inside the Nanwu Association, and frowned and turned around and broke through the air.

If these people start fighting here, the Nanwu Society will collapse within a radius of hundreds of miles.

Feng Jingyuan and Ku Hui looked at each other in the inner room. The two broke through the sky. Although they could not fly, they could still walk in the air and lost in the blink of an eye.

The four remaining perfections of the enemy looked at each other and were suddenly shocked. Unexpectedly, the Nanwu Association actually had a trump card.

Wang Zhongshan and others also led hundreds of warriors to run out, "You should be punished if you commit crimes against our Nanwu Society!"

As he said that, a silver light flashed in his hand, a shiny big knife flashed, and he said coldly: "Kill!"

Without saying a word, the two sides started fighting with real swords and guns. This is the martial arts world!

Today, the Nanwu Association is filled with blood!

...

In the South China Sea, Zhang Yang stood proudly above the boundless sea with his eyes closed, and said in a low voice: "Come out."

"I am worthy of being the most outstanding warrior in China in a century!" The old Westerner exclaimed and walked slowly from the sky with empty steps.

The silver warrior followed, his eyes flashing under the mask without saying a word.

However, the other three Yuanman blocked the estuary to prevent anyone from receiving Zhang Yang. There was no sound in a few dozen miles of radius.

Zhang Yang did not look at him, but instead looked at the silver warrior behind him, sneering: "The people of the Dark King's Court?"

The silver warrior's eyes flashed, and he snorted coldly and did not answer.

"If you don't say it, I know that there is no power to transform besides the Dark King Court! All the powerful thought you had died, but they didn't expect you to exist. After this battle, I will contact everyone and issue a martial arts hunting order! Let you little mice in the dark die without a place to bury!"

Zhang Yang's eyes were cold and fierce. The silver warrior didn't dare to look directly, but he said disdainfully: "The martial arts world hunting order? The two saints led dozens of Huajin to the past but failed to wipe out my dark royal court. Just you?"

Zhang Yang sneered without saying a word. The strength of the Dark King Court had long been dead in name only under the pursuit of the two saints, and he really thought he knew nothing.

Now as the honorary president of the Nanwu Association, he can read some of the martial arts secrets of that year, and he knows all the major events recorded in the martial arts world.

"I don't want to participate in the internal affairs of your China. Zhang Yang, you can kill me and the two major Western powers. Today I will always give me an explanation." The Western old man laughed softly.

Zhang Yang looked disdainful and sneered: "Explanation? If you have the ability, you will kill the fourteen Huajin who participated in the war that day! You bullied me and Zhang Yang, shortly after breaking through, and wanted to kill me to establish his authority. Today, I will let you know what regret is!"
Chapter completed!