Fang Jinyuan is the president of the Martial Arts Society, so he naturally knows a lot. He heard this and said, "You are very wrong. The Huajin that was born in the martial arts world was jokingly called the Thirty-Six Heavenly Kings, that is, there are at least thirty-six Huajin strongmen."

Zhang Yang let out a long sigh and said helplessly: "Feeling is not worth the money at that time, right? Thirty-six, so why don't we rule the world?"

The few people smiled helplessly, saying that this is the bad nature of Chinese people. The more powerful people, the more they are, the more powerful they are.

Besides, at that time, the strong men looked down on the barbarian land outside the country and wanted to rule the land of China.

"Forget it, let's not talk about this anymore." Zhang Yang sighed helplessly. There were so many strong people thirty years ago, and nearly half of the remaining dozens of Huajin left behind were breakthroughs thirty years ago.

In other words, in the past thirty years, only a few three or five of the million warriors in the martial arts world have broken through Huajin.

If we eliminate ourselves, Yu Zhengyuan, Chen Jingming, and the strong men who have made breakthroughs in thirty years of thirty years, would be too sad.

Several old men probably thought of this, and Ji Chengyuan said quietly: "The one who had the most hope of breaking through was King Zhentian, which is a pity."

Zhang Yang's eyes narrowed, and he looked at him and said in a low voice: "Shut up!"

Ji Chengyuan immediately reacted and smiled embarrassedly, not daring to say a word.

The other people were also shocked. Ji Chengyuan was tired of working, right? Why did he mention the King of Zhentian when he was fine?

Zhang Yang snorted lightly, and after a long time of calming down his irritable thoughts, he said in a low voice: "The King of Zhen is indeed strong, but I don't think he can compare to the Sword Emperor."

In fact, what Zhang Yang wanted to say is Master Kuhui. However, he didn't want to cause trouble for the old nun, so he naturally didn't want to say it.

Among these perfect strong men Zhang Yang had seen in the martial arts world, if you are most likely to break through the Huajin within a few decades, Zhang Yang thought about it carefully, except Kuhui and Sword Emperor and Hong Tianjiang of the Nanwu Association, no one else had a great hope.

Even Wang Zhongshan, who has a father of the top ten strong men, has little hope. In fact, Zhang Yang is more optimistic about Li Yuanchao at the time. Unfortunately, that guy died too early. He is also his enemy, so he doesn't think about him anymore.

Among the perfect warriors who died in Taiyuan, there were also a few who were good candidates for Huajin, but unfortunately they all fought against them to death.

As for the five old men in front of him, Zhang Yang shook his head. If there was no Tongtian Pass, these people would probably have little hope in their lives.

Leng Hongran of the Xia family and Qi Chenyang of the Qi family. Although these people have the help of Huajin, Zhang Yang is not optimistic about them.

"Sword Emperor?" Several people nodded when they heard Zhang Yang talking about Feng Yijian. They were also a big shot in the past, and they were really not as good as those of them.

"It's a pity that the poisonous widow is dead, otherwise I think the poisonous widow is not weaker than the Sword Emperor." As soon as Ji Chengyuan finished sighing, Zhang Yang and Lan Wulong's faces changed. The old nun in the eyes of these people was dead.

However, Zhang Yang didn't want to say this anymore and interrupted: "If you don't talk about this, there are three great perfectionists nearby. There must be some big secrets. The information channels of your Guoan and the Wushu Society are too poor. I didn't find this."

Zhang Yang shook his head and looked at the heads of the two major forces with contempt. They actually got no news about such a big deal.

The few people were shocked, and Fang Jinyuan asked quickly: "Three Great Perfections?"

However, there was a terrifying wave in my heart. I looked at Ji Chengyuan with both of them, and their expressions were flashing. Is the legend true?

Zhang Yang also noticed the two of them and said dissatisfiedly: "If you have something to say!"

The two were silent for a while, and the other two fell silent. Only Zhang Yang and Lan Wulong were curious. Could it be that they really knew something?

After a long time, Fang Jinyuan sighed, "Sir, let's go to Tongtian Pass first. Let's talk about this later when I come back."

Ji Chengyuan glared at him, shook his head and said, "No, the martial arts world is already in chaos. If there is another big force..."

He couldn't continue before he finished speaking. Isn't this allusion to Nanwu? Zhang Yang wouldn't be angry, right?

He looked back at Zhang Yang and felt relieved when he saw that he had no expression. In fact, Zhang Yang wanted to strangle these old guys to death at this moment. If you have something, just say that it always makes people feel like this. Why are these old guys all the same?

Fang Jinyuan was also hesitant. On the one hand, it was Tongtian Pass, and on the other hand, it was a bit difficult for him to choose from in the future.

Although they are not strong in the west now, they are nominally leaders of the three Western provinces. Once these people break through, they will immediately organize forces to confront the two major forces.

"Old Fang!" Ji Chengyuan shouted softly, and seeing that he didn't say anything, he couldn't help but say to Zhang Yang: "Sir, you must stop them and never let them in!"

Zhang Yang was almost blind when he rolled his eyes. He didn't know what these people were going to do, so where did he stop them?

Ji Chengyuan also knew that he didn't understand what he said, and quickly explained: "Three months ago, someone was rumored to have discovered a thousand-year-old ruin in the Jixi Desert. It contains a large number of elixirs and martial arts. It is also a huge scale that should be the base of a large sect, or it is the palace of a small country.

We don’t believe this news, because according to the Wulinzhi records, there were no major sects in the west before, and we have never heard of any peerless powerful people.”

As he said that, he looked at Zhang Yang, and Zhang Yang nodded to show that he understood that these guys had already received the news of their feelings, but they had never believed it.

But this time, such a strong man was sent to the Jixi Desert in the West, which shows that the news is most likely to be true.

"By the way, what are the definitions of the large sects you mentioned based on?" Zhang Yang asked curiously, and before several people answered, he continued: "There are no sects now, so are our three families considered top forces?"

Ji Chengyuan laughed dryly and didn't say anything. Fang Jinyuan looked embarrassed. Even Lan Wulong seemed ashamed to be with Zhang Yangwei, covering his old face and not talking.

Zhang Yang was a little confused by the few people and said dissatisfiedly: "If you have something to say, you guys are really annoyed!"

Fang Jinyuan and Ji Chengyuan looked at each other for a few times, then said with a smile: "Well, there is no distinction between sects in modern times, so let's not talk about this. As for the past, the division of sects was relatively strict. The primary condition for establishing sects was to have the power to take charge."

After saying that, he looked at Zhang Yang and then continued: "Small sects generally only have one or two sects to transform their strength. Only sects have more than three sects to transform their strength and more than ten sects to transform their strength can be considered medium-sized sects."

After saying this, he won’t continue. The meaning is very obvious. Our three companies are not even medium-sized now, and the Nanwu Association has the most hope to meet the medium-sized conditions.

Zhang Yang coughed dryly and immediately understood why several people looked at him like that just now, and he felt that he was too arrogant. He thought that the Nanwu Club was not as top-notch but first-class in ancient times, but he didn't expect that it was actually a small force at the bottom, which was too depressing to people.

"Let's go, anyway, all of those people have died, and now we are the boss." Zhang Yang was a little unhappy when he was hit and hummed.

Fang Jinyuan nodded in agreement this time and said with a smile: "This is true. In fact, the division of these forces was prevalent a thousand years ago. Later, as the world changes, warriors have declined more and more. At that time, the large forces were all dominated by saints, and those top forces even had peerless warriors in the realm of breaking the void."

"And at that time, the general large-scale forces were a country, so some of the imperial palaces we encountered could also be regarded as the garrisons of large sects." Ji Jianchen continued.

Only after listening to the explanations of the two, Zhang Yang understood what they meant, and at the same time was shocked by the strength of the ancient warriors. It was simply terrifying that the warriors from thousands of years ago were so strong.

You should know that the large sects thousands of years ago were at least powerful people who entered the saint-level position. Moreover, the methods of refining alchemy and weapon refining were at their peak at that time. Under normal circumstances, these things must have gradually disappeared with the passage of time.

But some good things, such as advanced weapons, advanced pills, and even holy-level weapons, holy-level pills, can be preserved as long as they are maintained.

Zhang Yang's magic pills and the immortal ascension pills are just advanced elixirs. This shows how precious the holy-level elixirs and weapons are, and their effects are definitely extremely powerful.

Once these people break into the remains and get these good things, maybe there will be more powerful people in the Huan Power.

If this is the case, they will lose control of the south and lose the West again, and the two major forces will definitely face greater difficulties in the future.

As for Zhang Yang, who is high-level elixirs and other high-level elixirs, he is really a little moved by the holy-level elixirs and weapons.

Now his system has not been completely repaired, and he has not enabled more advanced functions. The most advanced ones are advanced weapons and pills. Don’t even think about the holy level.

In fact, Zhang Yang forgot that he still had a holy-level weapon on him. The sword saint was called the sword saint at that time because he was a top master who used swords.

The Tianlong Sword that was left for Zhang Yang was a holy-level weapon, and the Martial Saint's Qinglong Yanyue Sword was actually in Zhang Yang's hands.

But this guy was too lazy. The Wu Sheng's jade coffin was always placed deep in the ring, and he had long forgotten about it.

Even sometimes when I think about it, Zhang Yang is too lazy to open it. After all, he is now in the power of Huajin and has nothing to lack. He feels embarrassed to open someone else's coffin without any trouble.

"What do you mean is that there is such a ruin now?" Zhang Yang looked at them with some doubts, and suddenly thought of something and said in surprise: "You just said that there are powerful people in the top forces who have broken the Void?"

The few people nodded and looked at Zhang Yang in confusion, which was so shocking.
Chapter completed!