Then, the martial arts conference ended in the form of a farce. Yuan Qing returned to Tanmen and was so angry that he was so angry that he said, "Damn it, Kai Wentang, how dare he go against me!"

The foreign servant Pan Zhichang came to report, "The head of the sect, Kai Wentang replied that Bai Jie Chuan had been expelled from the door and now he had nothing to do with Kai Wentang."

"Don't think I'll give up like this!" Yuan Qing was furious and his beard was opened. "Tell them that I won't give me a satisfactory reply within three days. I will flatten him and open the door!"

"Yes!" Pan Zhichang agreed and withdrew.

Zhang Zailin came back when he sent Lu Wuyuan to heal his wounds. He said with a look of self-blame, "It's all my fault for thinking too simple."

Yuan Qing sat on the chair without saying a word. After taking a deep breath for a long time, he exhaled heavily.

Outside the door, the eunuch Shi Hang walked in, "President, someone asked for a visit outside the door..."

"No!" Yuan Qing refused decisively.

Shi Hang said quickly, "The other party was the Nangong Wu who had made a big fuss in the Nangong family before and defeated the martial arts heroes alone. He asked to see you, the head, but we dare not stop him."

Yuan Qing frowned, "What are he here to do?"

"You'll know when you see me." Outside the door, Nangong Wu walked in. He was still in the white suit, like a tall, rich and handsome man. He smiled and bowed and said hello, "I'll give it a pity, I hope you can forgive me."

"Who asked you to come in?" Yuan Qing suddenly became alert, and Zhang Zailin and Shi Hang also entered a state of fighting. This man is not a good man. He can fight one-on-one with outsiders and is still immortal. No one can do it yet. The God of Destiny has kneeled down.

"I have poor patience, so I can take care of you." Nangong Wu sat on a chair like he was home, poured himself a cup of tea, blew the tea leaves, and drank a little hot water. It was so comfortable.

"What's wrong with you?" Yuan Qing could only ask this.

Nangong Wu put down his cup and said in a playful tone, "I was disappointed by the actions of President Yuan at the martial arts conference just now."

"What are you going to be disappointed?"

"I think you can become the leader of the martial arts world."

"What does this have to do with you?"

"It's a big deal. If you become the leader of the alliance, I can seize your throne. Otherwise, it will take a little more effort." Nangong Wu said casually, but these words were full of gunpowder, which made the people in the house unable to help but want to take action.

"You want to be the leader of the martial arts world?"

"Who doesn't want to?" Nangong Wu said for granted.

Yuan Qing fell into silence. Now, another great god came. He was almost eighty and had struggled all his life. Why is it so difficult to be an official? He asked in a deep voice, "What's your purpose for me?"

"Of course I want you to help me." Nangong Wu said as if he gave an order, "From now on, Tanmen will obey my orders, follow me to subdue all sects and rebuild the martial arts alliance!"

Yuan Qing suddenly exploded, "Rareless! Tanmen is the five major sects, how can you obey your orders!"

"Don't want to toast or not to eat the punishment." Nangong Wu's face also became gloomy, "How dare you disobey the orders of Tanmen!"

"Bang!" Yuan Qing slapped the table and stood up, slashed Xuan Jinkui into his hand, and slashed at Nangong Wu with a sword.

However, Nangong Wu had just looked at him, and Yuan Qing sat honestly on the ground, with his shield on the side and could not even get up.

"Sect Master!" Zhang Zailin hurriedly protected the car, but it was also a matter of gaze. As for Shi Hang, he was so scared that he didn't dare to move, and he automatically turned into a statue.

"Overbial power." Nangong Wu snorted, suddenly released his mind power, quickly covering the entire Tanmen, conveying this message to the minds of all disciples. From now on, Tanmen will change their masters.

Yuan Qing sat on the ground and felt as cold as ice, but she still didn't give up. This was a lifelong effort. He threatened Nangong Wu, "You have to think clearly about who is behind the Wulin League!"

"No matter who he is, the capable one is the greatest." Nangong Wu was shocked with a domineering aura, obviously serious. Once upon a time, a servant from the Nangong family turned into such a saggy way, but he didn't feel uncomfortable at all. Instead, he thought that he should have been like this. He was a person with a secret ambition, and now it was the time for him to show his skills.

Yuan Qing was completely desperate, his blood surged, and he spitted blood in his mouth, and his eyes fainted as soon as they were dark.

Nangong Wu just glanced at him, then stopped looking, and said to Zhang Zailin, "I... by the way, I should call myself this. I am a newcomer and I am not clear about martial arts affairs. You can only arrange the big and small affairs in the martial arts world within two days to facilitate the inspection. In addition, I will notify my disciples to be on standby at any time, fight with me and rebuild the martial arts alliance!"

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At the martial arts conference, Nangong Jiansong also breathed a sigh of relief. He really didn't know what he would do if Yuan Qing became the leader.

Now they are particularly low-key in Chajiang, for fear that someone will come to beat him up. However, Lu Xun said, "Whatever you are afraid of is what you are afraid of, right?" Nangong Chong brought people to block the door."

Nangong Chong knew about Nangong Jiansong's situation, so he wanted to take advantage of the boy's frustration to make things worse. He brought the reorganized Jingshi Hall, the Lord of the Sword of the Gods and the Grievance Hall, and the three halls were dispatched together, with more than 100 people. It seems that they are going to be ruthless.

Nangong Jiansong had noticed such a big battle, and he hurriedly took people out to fight, "Nangong Chong, what are you doing?"

"It goes without saying that of course I'm here to kill you." Nangong Chong said, holding up the knife, "You have been in good weather recently. Ah, the God of Destiny helps you and has occupied the Wulin Alliance. By the way, your God of Destiny, let her come out and give me some insight, haha."

"Ha, if you don't come today, there's nothing wrong with it. You came to seek death by yourself. No wonder I am." Nangong Jiansong was very sure. He had three generals of Zheng Haijun, and it was more than enough to deal with Nangong Chong.

"Just rely on you little cats?" Nangong Chong laughed.

"It's stupid." Nangong Jiansong was too lazy to talk, and said to Jianlin Jianmiao, "Take Nangong Jue and Nangong Yuan and knock those supporting roles out, don't hurt their lives. No matter how you say it's all your own people."

"Okay." The two brothers agreed and moved to the side.

"Come on, kill these people, you will get rewards!" Nangong waved his hand, and the soldiers rushed out with a scream.

Nangong and the other four rushed to masturbate. These soldiers were all elites and they could not crush them, so they had to injure a few front rows first to gain the upper hand, and then defeat the enemy one by one.

Nangong Chong stood outside and watched the battle quietly, feeling inexplicably uneasy. If there were only a few people on the other side, these more than a hundred people would be enough to kill them, but I don’t know where they got the confidence. Faced with such a huge disparity, they could still hold on.

"Hey, buddy, don't just look at others." Suddenly someone patted Nangong Chong's shoulder from behind. He was shocked. Looking back, he turned out to be three young men, ordinary and had no highlights.

"Who are you?" Nangong Chong hurriedly entered the state of fighting. The ability of these three people to appear behind him quietly was enough to show that it was not simple. If they had attacked the scene just now, he would never know how he died.

"Come and beat you." The people must be Zheng Haijun and the other three. Zhang Qian hugged his unintentional sword and impersonated the leader to give an order, "Fatty, I'll leave the bearded one to you. Junzi, you'll give that square face, and this one to hold the sword."

"Okay." Zhao Haikuo slapped his fist, stepped forward, and reached out to beat Nangong Qiu. His movements were simple and rough, and they were not fancy at all.

Nangong Qiu didn't even look at Zhao Haikuo and stabbed him directly. Seeing that Zhao Haikuo didn't hide, he was secretly happy, but he stabbed Zhao Haikuo on his body and couldn't stab him in. Zhao Haikuo slapped him away.

"I will be stupid." Zhao Haikuo laughed.

At the same time, Zheng Haijun also attacked Nangong Huanshen. He didn't use any blue, but just ordinary fists and kicks, forced Nangong Huanshen to retreat. His attack speed was too fast, and Nangong Huanshen was mainly slow and could not resist it.

Zheng Haijun has never liked to be ruddy and directly killed him. He grabbed Nangong Huanshen's head and twisted it, but it didn't twist it.

There is another one at the same time, Zhang Qian was looking at Nangong Zhao, and the two were motionless. Zhang Qian was pretending to compete, while Nangong Zhao was cautious and could not figure out the other party's background. He would not do it easily.

Nangong Chong was stunned. This was just a matter of a moment, and his camp was broken up. Who is this?

"How is it, Nangong Chong, do you regret it?" Nangong Jiansong walked over proudly, pretending to sprain his ankle very cheaply, "Oh, I'm scared my dad to death."

Nangong Chong felt unsure immediately, "It's so damn, where did you find these people?"

"Hehe, you're almost dead, so you'd better care for yourself first." Nangong Jiansong said, "As soon as he succeeded, Nangong Chong hurriedly avoided, "Hmph, do you think you can defeat me by finding such a few outsiders? You have too little confidence in your own people." As he said that, he used his sword intention to counterattack.

Nangong Jiansong had no weapons and dared not take it head-on, so he had to avoid it with his clone. "Facts are better than words. Let's see for yourself, your people can't hold on."

"fart!"

Nangong Huan Shen broke free from Zheng Haijun and swung his sword, trying to force the opponent back. As a result, Zheng Haijun directly used anti-physical body technique, bypassed the Le Yao Sword, and another fast attack with his face on his face, which made Nangong Huan Shen look at his head and not care about his ass.

"Sunset makes me sad!" Nangong Huanshen quickly used his trick, fought with slowness and finally stood firm.

However, Zheng Haijun has experienced many battles and gathered the energy of three spaces. While he was dragging the Bear Sword, he attacked Nangong Huanshen, using both intentions and one was empty.

"Clang, Clang." Zheng Haijun used his wrist guard to mount the Le Yao Sword. Taking advantage of the inconvenience of Nangong Huanshen's combo, he punched Nangong Huanshen in the chest. Then, almost at the same time, his fist slapped again, and hit Nangong Huanshen and flew backwards.

"Cough cough..." Nangong Huanshen fell to the ground, and his qi and blood were surging without vomiting blood, and his internal strength was dissipated.
Chapter completed!