"Drunken swordsman, he actually recognizes the old man!"

The middle-aged man in Confucian clothes glanced at the three of Dean and said with a smile like a spring breeze.

"Famous in the white night, how can I not recognize the twelve hall masters of the Martial Alliance, who are only under the leader of the Martial Alliance!"

The drunken swordsman snorted, and at the same time, without a trace, he gestured to Dean and Split Eagle to retreat quickly.

Wu Meng, the owner of the Twelve Pavilions.

Distributed all over the White Night, they are the real rulers of the Wumeng in various places, compared to these pavilion owners, those deacons and archdeacons are not worth mentioning at all, and they can be said to be errands.

To put it simply, except for the leader of the Martial Alliance, these twelve people are the most powerful people in the Martial Alliance.

It's not just the respect within the Martial Alliance.

Martial arts halls and rangers everywhere are also in reverence.

Even the lords of each city need courtesy.

And to be able to have such a courtesy in a place like White Night, where martial arts are extremely strong, in addition to being a high position, naturally requires personal strength.

Holy Grade!

It is rumored that each of the twelve hall masters of the Martial Alliance is a saint-level!

And the scene in front of me seems to confirm such rumors!

You must know that Wu Wei is between the grandmaster and the saint level!

And such a martial arts is unbearable under the hands of the other party.

Then, the rumors of the other party's saint-level should be true.

In the face of this martial power, which is less than a saint-level and a grandmaster, the drunk thinks that he and the Split Eagle can still deal with it, and with the rather unfathomable Dean.

But in the face of the true Holy Level?

Even if Dean is a bit unfathomable, can he still be able to defeat the saint level?

Therefore. The drunk man did not hesitate to give the two of them a quick retreat gesture.

Only when Wu Wei distracted the other party's attention. Retreating quickly is the most correct choice.

But. Obviously, this is difficult to achieve -

"Three juniors, if you are poisoned by me and I die, do you think you can live?"

Wu Wei sneered.

Suddenly, the drunkard's heart screamed.

As if to confirm the drunkard's bad premonition, the middle-aged man in a blue Confucian costume glanced at the three of them in the next moment.

"I see!"

The middle-aged man said this as he raised his hand sharply.

Suddenly, an invisible wind blew up the rubble on the ground.

These middle-aged men fought with Wu Wei. The debris that shattered the ground rained down on the trio, but Dean and the three dodged it with great ease.

But......

The door behind him was firmly sealed.

Obviously, sealing the retreat of the three is the original intention of the middle-aged man.

The drunkard's face was extremely ugly.

Even, to be more precise, it is the heart that swallowed Wu Wei alive.

A battle that could have been avoided was pulled into it by force, especially when facing an opponent who was difficult to defeat. It couldn't have been worse.

On the other hand, Wu Wei laughed proudly.

"Stand shoulder to shoulder with me. Let's kill this guy together, we still have a way to live, otherwise...... It's just that whoever dies first dies and who dies later! ”

Wu Wei said this, and then pointed to the side in the distance.

"See the bookshelves there? There are more than 100 kinds of martial arts and secret techniques on it, each of which is desirable and will fight for the blood ......."

Wu Wei's voice was full of . Lure. Confuse.

It can even be said that Wu Wei is arousing the hearts of the three of them for all kinds of martial arts and secret arts. Desire. Hope.

The drunkard and the cracked eagle are very clear in their hearts!

However, the two of them still couldn't help but look at the bookshelf on the other side.

There was an irrepressible burning heat in his eyes.

The warrior's yearning for martial arts and secret arts has become clear.

"Wu Wei, after so many years, you are still so stupid! It's just going to play some tricks that are difficult to get on the stage at all! ”

The middle-aged man in a blue Confucian costume shook his head with regret when he saw this scene.

"Jiang Xiong, what about you? So much calculation forever! Do you think that you are on the stage like this? ”

Wu Wei sneered.

The drunks and cracked eagles on one side gathered around Dean again, forming a horn momentum with a tacit understanding.

However, it is defense.

The drunk man and the cracked eagle looked at Jiang Xiong and Wu Wei vigilantly.

Only Dean remained expressionless, staring at the two of them lightly.

Such a comparison made Jiang Xiong look at Dean with interest.

"Before, we had some misunderstandings, some very regrettable misunderstandings, but now we have a chance! The Martial League needs young people like you very much, and I think the Martial Alliance can give you what you want - whether it is the corresponding guidance, or the due martial arts and secret arts! ”

Jiang Xiong said.

"Wu League? What an amazing name! But, Jiang Xiong, do you really think you can represent the Wumeng? ”

Wu Wei glanced at Jiang Xiong sarcastically.

"Maybe not before, but ...... It's ok now! ”

Jiang Xiong pointed to the bookshelf in the distance, and then, chuckling, he looked at Wu Wei with a playful look.

"How long do you think I've been here? Or rather...... The strength of the Kanyu Master we found is comparable, but isn't it strange that I appeared in this underground palace so early before you? ”

As he spoke, a cat-and-mouse banter appeared on Jiang Xiong's face.

"You already knew this place?"

Wu Wei's face was difficult to look at.

"Yes, I've known about it for a long time, but I've never been sure, where is it? Fortunately, the 'extraterrestrial meteor' allowed me to find this place, and the hard work I had done before allowed me to lock on to the thing I wanted very easily! ”

Jiang Xiong's words carried an unconcealed smugness.

"Including that 'Infinite Heavenly Pill'?"

Wu Wei's words carried a kind of hatred.

"You really don't have a brain, if I take the Infinite Heavenly Pill. You can't even take a single trick from me. Or is it ...... You think I'm slightly better than yours right now. Is it because of taking the Wuji Heavenly Pill? You really underestimate Wuji Tiandan, and you underestimate me Jiang Xiong too much, right? Or do you think you've reached the extreme when you come into contact with the Dao 'Holy Level'? Don't be naïve, the 'Holy Level' is far more complicated and mysterious than you think! ”

Jiang Xiong shook his head, looking at Wu Wei's eyes, the mockery became more and more obvious.

"The winner is still undecided!"

Wu Wei took a deep breath, and the air flow surged between his ten fingers.

"Invisible sword qi? Scold. You haven't practiced yet! ”

Jiang Xiong raised his left hand and pointed forward sharply.

Sou!

The sound of a crossbow breaking through the air sounded.

Wu Wei's face changed again, and his fingers waved.

Bang, bang, bang!

In a series of collisions, Wu Wei retreated again and again, and in the end, his ten fingers burst out with a little blood flower.

"How is that possible? How can it be! ”

Wu Wei's mouth shouted in disbelief.

"How is it impossible, I can learn the invisible sword qi, just like you, but you are the so-called gift! Mine, on the other hand, is on its own! ”

Jiang Xiong said slowly.

"You got it on that shelf?"

Wu Wei reacted immediately.

"Not stupid yet!"

Jiang Xiong smiled. Then, raise your hand.

Suddenly. Wu Wei was lifted in the air.

"It's not just the invisible sword qi, but also the dragon snatching skill and ...... Bone Erosion! ”

As he spoke, Jiang Xiong waved back, and Wu Wei, who was lifted in the air, flew straight to Jiang Xiong's side, and was imprinted on his chest by Jiang Xiong's palm at all.

Immediately, a muffled sound sounded from Wu Wei's body.

Then, under the incredulous and horrified gaze of the drunkard and the cracked eagle, Wu Wei's bones melted!

That's right, it's melted!

It's like a person made of a candle.

Moreover, it is still ignited.

"Jiang Xiong, the White Night Imperial Clan won't let you go, just like he ...... No one with the surname Mu is allowed to live in this world! ”

Wu Wei said the last words with a threat.

A thick liquid flowed out of his mouth and nose, and after only a few moments, all that could prove Wu Wei was the skin, a human skin that was extremely intact.

"It's pedantic and stupid! It's as if you're stupid if you want to fight me with them, because ...... At this time, how can I be able to fight against you together? Jiang Xiong said disdainfully, and then, turning to look at the three of Dean, he showed a warm smile, and said, "Did you say yes?" ”

The drunkard and the cracked eagle didn't speak, but they became more and more vigilant.

"What did he mean when he said before, 'No one surnamed Mu is allowed to live in this world'?"

Dean was asking about the doubts in his heart.

"Good! Don't mess up! I really appreciate you more and more! ”

Jiang Xiong nodded approvingly, and then, in order to show his generosity, he explained directly: "'No one surnamed Mu is allowed to live in this world' is just a legend within the White Night Imperial Family, in this legend, a man surnamed Mu from a distant place will destroy the entire White Night - therefore, the White Night Imperial Family will secretly kill all the people surnamed Mu, and even, for a certain period of time, they will close themselves off from the country and not communicate with the outside world...... And now, although he is more enlightened, the killing order for the surname Mu is still circulating in the White Night Royal Family! ”

"Moreover, it is also related to the surname 'Mu'!"

Speaking of this, Jiang Xiong pointed around.

"Once, someone came here, the person who swallowed the Wuji Heavenly Pill, also surnamed 'Mu' - the copy I got was from a follower, friend or other person with the surname 'Mu', it was so long that that most of that handwriting was lost in my hands! That's all I know! Now, I can ask you a question...... Willing to join the Martial Alliance? The poison on your body is not worth mentioning to the Wu League, after all, there are only a few kinds of poison methods used by the royal family! ”

Jiang Xiong commented on the royal family with disdain.

At the same time, his eyes were locked on the three Deans.

The drunkard and the cracked eagle smiled helplessly at the same time.

Knowing so many things, it is nothing more than two ways out.

First, join the other party, and it is right for your own people to know some secrets.

Second, death!

After all, only the dead can keep secrets!

And for the two of them, they naturally don't want to die!

But, again, they don't want to join the Martial League.

If they wanted to join a certain force, with their prestige and strength, they would have done so a long time ago.

Freely? Life?

It's an extremely difficult choice.

It is simply difficult for ordinary people to distinguish which is more important than the other.

"I just like to drink, and then I fight with people who don't like it, and I fight with people who don't like it...... Wumeng is too high! ”

The drunk grinned.

The Split Eagle drew his sword very directly.

Jiang Xiong looked at the two of them, shook his head in disappointment, and looked at Dean.

"What about you?"

Jiang Xiong asked.

PS Second Update~

Decadence should be on the train home at the moment~~

This chapter is still said regularly~ (to be continued......)