Kangzhou, Wanren Mountain City.

This place was originally unknown, but later Fang Ming moved the Dajiang League headquarters here. The houses were continuous and the population gathered, and several small towns immediately formed at the foot of the mountain.

After the Dajiang League swept across the province and became the overlord, the place became more lively and prosperous, and even surpassed the Yanghe County City next to it.

However, at this time, there was a tranquility in the Wanren Mountain City.

The atmosphere was depressed, and it was filled with a feeling of storm coming and wind swelling the building.

Wang Dong sat cross-legged, his eyes narrowed slightly, and in his long and seemingly non-existent breath, he felt the true energy in his body circulating continuously, and a crystal clear color appeared on his face.

Knowing that internal strength has improved, I couldn't help but show a hint of joy on my face, and then pushed open the door and walked to the street.

"Hello Elder Wang!"

"Elder Wang is polite!"

The disciples around them all bowed after seeing Wang Dong.

"King...Elder Wang!"

A person came towards me. It was obvious that he had just seen Wang Dong and it was too late to turn back. After his face was full of embarrassment, he shouted hesitantly.

"Well, it's Benchu, work hard!"

Wang Dong patted Yan Benchu ​​on the shoulder with a smile, and then walked away slowly after giving him a word of encouragement.

This former enemy, at this moment, was like a mustard seed of dust and no longer worth looking at.

"That's Elder Wang Dong?"

"Well! I was so inspired a month ago, and my energy and my will merge, and I actually entered the innate world!"

"I'm afraid only the leader of the alliance can surpass such talent. He is worthy of being the registered disciple of the leader!"

"At this time, the elder has been automatically advanced. I am afraid that when the leader returns, he will be directly accepted as a disciple in the house!"

...

The delicate sounds around him came to Yan Benchu's ears, making jealousy appear in his heart.

But immediately, it all turned into bitterness: "It turns out... I'm not a real genius... The leader's original choice was not wrong!"

Of course, it didn't feel very good to see Wang Dong jump from a boy who could bully him at will to become an innate elder who was on par with his master.

But Yan Benchu ​​was not the boy before. Such a long period of training made him much more sophisticated.

Even, until Wang Dong's back disappeared, his back was still bent there, etiquette, humble and respectful.

But I thought to myself that some of the difficulties before were always a knot in my heart, and I should take advantage of the other party to take the lead and apologize for the crime. It is better to solve the problem.

The young man's character is no big deal. If he makes good use of it, he may become his future help.

...

Wang Dong didn't know the twists and turns in Yan Benchu's mind at all. Even if he knew it, he would definitely laugh it off.

In his heart, Master is the best role model.

What is the troubles in the outside world? Just focus on your own martial arts!

Before, Yan Benchu ​​showed off his might and was arrogant, but after he was promoted to the innate world, he was still respectful and almost humble, and he still wanted to shake his tail and beg for mercy.

All of this is due to strength!

However, when he walked to the city tower and saw the continuous camp outside, and a black-shaped banner with the black-shaped base hanging above, embroidered with the word "Zhou" written on it, Wang Dong's good mood disappeared instantly.

"The Demon Sect invades, the Zhou family rises... Master... Where are you?"

Wang Dong couldn't help but murmur in his heart.

Even though he was innate, facing such a behemoth, Wang Dong deeply realized his insignificance.

"Elder Wang, all the elders and deacons are already waiting in the meeting hall!"

At this time, a disciple of the Dajiang League came behind Wang Lu and reported softly.

"I'll go now!"

Wang Dong looked at the "Zhou" flag waving in the wind, couldn't help but snorted coldly, turned around and left.

In the Dajiang League Conference Hall, Tong Yuechang and other innate elders and deacons were already present.

Even Tu Qianjue, the representative of Qingyun Sect, and the original Governor Li Shisong, were represented by the aristocratic family.

It can be said that the forces in Connecticut are basically here.

"Hmph! Northwest General Leader?"

Tong Yuechang snorted: "Why didn't I notify Kangzhou when the Northwest Jiuzhou was discussing the matter? Since we have not expressed our opinions, the Zhou family is at most the leader of the eight states in the northwest, and we can't even take care of us!"

"At that time, someone had already invited the Zhou family, but unfortunately the leader of the alliance has not returned..."

Tu Qianjue took a sip of the tea and said softly.

He was quite clear about the inside story and knew that the Shanmen Grandmaster Wu Yong threw Kangzhou to Fang Ming, and it was also a sign of trashing the blame.

And the other party may have seen through the various ways, so he decided to avoid it? This is not in line with the interests of Qingyun Sect!

Therefore, he coughed lightly and said, "At this time, the Demon Sect army is approaching. We have the responsibility to defend the territory. It is understandable to maintain this foundation for the leader and invite foreign players!"

"So brave!"

The elders of the Dajiang League opposite scolded him one after another, and Tu Qianjue had the backing of Qingyun Sect, so he was naturally fearless.

"Head of Li, what do you say?"

Tong Yuechang's eyes turned and stared at Li Shisong.

After all, in addition to Fang Ming, it was the turn of Huayu Taoist, the master of Gangqi in Kangzhou.

"That's it..."

Li Shisong was originally more inclined to the Zhou family. After all, the other party was strong. Strictly speaking, Fang Ming had a grudge against his family and defeated his family as governor, which was entirely supported by force.

But this person is sophisticated and even more slick. He knows the reason why both sides do not offend him. He just smiled when he heard this: "I am vulgar and have shallow knowledge. As long as you reach an agreement, I will definitely obey my orders respectfully and dare not disobey!"

"This old fox!"

Wang Dongren said lightly and did not dare to say much, but he looked at Li Shisong with a hint of dissatisfaction.

Compared to Tu Qianjue's aggressiveness, Li Shisong is a fence-bearer who does not offend both sides. Even when the storm is in turmoil, he maintains a bottom-line respect for the Dajiang League, which makes people unable to make mistakes.

"Hmph! What else can I consider?"

Suddenly, a figure stepped in from the main entrance, and the loud voice was filled with an unparalleled domineering and arrogance.

"Who?"

Tong Yuechang stood up, his face solemn to the extreme.

This conference hall is the core of the Dajiang Alliance. It is located outside with nine gates and eighteen locks, and is guarded by all the trusted disciples. Even if the qi comes, they will have to drink hatred.

When this person arrived, there was not even a warning outside, unless it was...

"I am Zhou Tong!"

Zhou Tong was wearing a purple gold robe, with a firm and handsome face. His previous injuries seemed to have healed long ago, and even his whole body was full of energy, integrating all things, and his martial arts were even further improved.

At this time, the four words were uttered, and they rang in the hall like thunder.

"Little Wu God!!!"

Wang Dong and other masters looked at each other in shock, and they all felt as if they were pressing against a mountain, very depressed.

Zhou Tong glanced around like lightning-emitting eyes and said in a commanding tone:

"The demon general of the Seven Secret Hall, Fu Dingtian, who has led 50,000 troops without returning hands, will invade the Kangzhou border at any time. This person is a master of the master. How can you stop him?"

"Or, you want to defect to the Demon Sect and betray the Northwest Wulin, huh?"

"Xiao Wu Shen's words are wrong!" Hearing Zhou Tong's words, Tong Yuechang couldn't help but speak immediately.

"I'm talking here, so you can't interrupt me, I'll suppress you!"

Zhou Tong suddenly shouted.

boom!

As the air waves surged, the invisible airflow seemed to condense into a big hand, carrying the feeling of innate qi, accompanied by the roar of dragons and tigers, and grabbed it down.

Bang!

Tong Yuechang's face turned red and sat back on the chair, but couldn't even speak a word.

The innate masters present were immediately frightened.

With just one loud shout, I suppressed a congenital master?

Even though he knows that masters at the level of masters cannot do so, his power seems to be above the leader of the Dajiang League, the master Fang Ming, both swords and swords?

"How? Who else is not convinced?"

Zhou Tong looked around with his eyes, and his arrogance and domineering sword to the extreme.
To be continued...