After knowing Feng Tianrong's identity, everyone present looked at him with a little more awe.

This time, the number of people brought by the military headquarters was not large, only seventy or eighty.

However, as far as the momentum emitted by these dozens of venerables is concerned, they are definitely the elite among the elite, and can be called the tiger and wolf army!

Sometimes, the number of people is not the key to the outcome.

Although the number of people in the military headquarters is not large, it makes all forces feel extremely afraid, and this is a manifestation of its deterrence.

Not to mention the other venerables in the military department.

Feng Tianrong alone is enough to be ten!

"Feng knows that this time, everyone is coming for the heart of the Abyss."

Feng Tianrong smiled and said, "Since that's the case, can we free up a place for our Chinese Military Department and compete fairly together?"

After the greetings, Feng Tianrong finally expressed his purpose.

However, Edward shook his head and said calmly: "Mr. Feng, you are a bit of a problem."

"Everything is important to come first and then come."

"It is obvious that this core area is already full, and all forces have already occupied their own positions in advance."

"Mr. Feng, you will need others to move the place when you come, which is probably inappropriate, right?"

At this moment, among the crowd next to him, a strong black man holding a double axe also took a step forward and grinned, "Edward is right. The territory here has been divided up by us!"

"If you want to compete for the heart of the Abyss, please let your Chinese Martial Arts Department stay obediently!"

The strong black man had a very domineering tone, as if he was deliberately provoking.

Feng Tianrong was not angry, but asked with a faint smile: "Everyone... do you really want to do something convenient?"

Although the territories in the core area have been divided up by various forces, as long as the leaders of any force are willing to even out some territory, they can still have a place in their military headquarters.

After all, although this core area is small, it is still more than enough to accommodate tens of thousands of people.

The seventy or eighty warriors in the military headquarters are nothing at all.

However, under Feng Tianrong's inquiry, no leader of any force was willing to speak.

After all, once you divide your territory to Feng Tianrong and others, it will be like bowing to the military headquarters in disguise.

All those gathered here are top forces around the world, and no one would be willing to bow to other forces so easily.

At this moment, Locius laughed sinisterly: "Mr. Feng, why do you have to make such trouble?"

"Just clear out the weakest forces of one side. Wouldn't their territory be yours?"

"Anyway, in this secret realm of the Abyss, the law of the weak is the rule!"

Feng Tianrong looked at him, smiled and asked back, "Why not, President Locius will transfer your territories of the 'Neon Society' to us?"

Roseus was not afraid, and there was still a faint sneer on the corner of his mouth: "Mr. Feng, I'm just giving you a suggestion, why should you be so tit-for-tat?"

"Of course, if you really want to take away the territory of my Necromancer, you can try it."

Facing Feng Tianrong, the legendary venerable of China, Roseus was still neither humble nor arrogant, and his words were calm and confident.

Because the more than a hundred venerables behind him are his confidence in speaking!

Although these venerables may still have a certain gap with those in the martial arts realm.

But if we really want to fight, Roseus will also be confident and will not get any benefits from the other party!

His meaning is very clear.

If you want to establish your authority with my undead spirit, then just fight for everything. At worst, no one should fight for the heart of the abyss!

Feng Tianrong glanced at Locius, then turned his head and looked at the strong black man who had taken the initiative to provoke him before, and asked with a smile: "If I'm not wrong, you should be the commander of the South African God of War Society, right?"

The strong black man narrowed his eyes, grinned and said coldly: "Just call me Naba. Old guy, listen well, everyone else is afraid of you, I may not be afraid of you."

"What a shitty war master, I want to see if you... can survive ten rounds under my battle axe!"

"The South African God of War Association is a major force."

Feng Tianrong looked at Naba and said lightly: "I have no other intentions, I just need a place to live for the time being."

"I want a territory? OK!"

Naba smiled coldly, and the giant axe in his hand collided in the air, and a sound of gold and iron intertwined, and he grinned and said, "As long as you can beat me, the territory of our God of War Club will belong to you!"

"I want to understand what kind of skills you old guy has!"

"Can you make the decision?"

Feng Tianrong glanced at him and asked calmly.

"What are you talking about? Of course I can make the decision on the territory I occupy!"

A trace of fierceness flashed across Naba's face.

As early as when they arrived, the core area had already been divided up by various forces.

The territory occupied by their God of War Club was forcibly fought over from the hands of other forces!

For this reason, they said that they killed at least thirty or forty venerables!

His battle axe is still emitting bloody smell!

"Since that's the case, then I promise you."

Feng Tianrong smiled: "If we can decide the world through this battle between you and me, it would be better... let's take action."

After saying that, Feng Tianrong slowly put on a battle posture.

Without hesitation, Naba rushed towards Feng Tianrong like a mad lion, and his body suddenly turned into a afterimage!

"No matter what kind of Tian Zhan Zun you, under my axe, you will crawl back like a crawler!!"

Naba burst out with a loud shout.

Feng Tianrong smiled: "If we can decide the world through this battle between you and me, it would be better... let's take action."

After saying that, Feng Tianrong slowly put on a battle posture.

Without hesitation, Naba rushed towards Feng Tianrong like a mad lion, and his body suddenly turned into a afterimage!

"No matter what kind of Tian Zhan Zun you, under my axe, you will crawl back like a crawler!!"

Feng Tianrong smiled: "If we can decide the world through this battle between you and me, it would be better... let's take action."

After saying that, Feng Tianrong slowly put on a battle posture.
Chapter completed!