Wumeng Mountain, where the headquarters of Wumeng is located.

The peaks are gentle but towering, and the buildings are nestled in a row.

Among them, the highest place is naturally where the leader of the Wumeng League is located, and then the twelve independent courtyards are where the twelve hall masters are located, and then there are all kinds of side rooms and guest rooms, which are distributed in different styles.

And in a room close to the mountainside.

The man paced around the room, occasionally dancing with the already bald dust.

The drunkard held the wine jar like this and watched the people pacing the roadside, and every time the people turned around, the drunkard took a sip, and at this moment, at the feet of the drunkard, there were already two empty wine jars.

The Split Eagle seemed to be immersed in its own world, and the white cloth wiped the long sword in his hand little by little, making it brighter and brighter.

None of the three spoke.

In other words, the interest in the conversation had long since faded with the four days of waiting.

Also disappeared along with ...... Patience.

"Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable!"

The Daoist stopped and shouted a slogan.

"Let's go!"

Said the Wanderer.

"It's long overdue!"

The drunk man said with a grin.

The Split Eagle didn't speak, but stood up with his sword in his sheath, apparently ready to set off at any moment.

And just as the three of them were about to leave, a man walked in.

Tall figure, thick eyebrows and big eyes, a righteous face.

"Dao Chief!"

The tall man called the Wanderer.

"Pavilion Master Zhao!"

The title of the person who went to the road shows the identity of the person who came.

One of the twelve hall masters of the Wumeng, 'Iron Arm Divine Fist' Zhao Gang. Born with divine powers. Plus a horizontal practice. It ranks among the best among the twelve hall masters of the Wumeng.

"Master still hasn't woken up......"

Zhao Gang shook his head, with an indissoluble sadness on his face.

As a personal disciple of the leader of the Martial Alliance, no one was more worried about his master than Zhao Gang.

"The old guy will definitely be able to save the day this time, he has survived for so many years, there is no reason, he can't survive this time!"

The people comforted each other, and at the same time, explained their intentions.

"Daoist is leaving?"

Zhao Gang asked in surprise.

"Hmm. I made an appointment to meet in the capital of 'Huiwu', and now that more than half of the time has passed, I need to leave immediately! ”

The Wanderer nodded.

"The Taoist is going to the capital of 'Huiwu'?"

Zhao Gang looked surprised.

This time the so-called 'Huiwu', the Wumeng has already sent some insignificant people to participate.

For the White Night Imperial Family, Wu Meng does not want to tear his face, but he will definitely not be completely obedient.

Therefore, there has been a plan for procrastination for a long time.

However, as one of the few saint-level people outside the White Night Imperial Family and the Martial Alliance, they had to participate in person, which was obviously different from what Zhao Gang had guessed.

After all, the relationship between the Daoist and the Wu Alliance, especially the personal relationship with his master, was quite deep.

I would never do such a thing as a demolition.

Unless......

"Dao Chief. Do you want to? ”

Zhao Gang, who thought of something, asked subconsciously.

"Well, I found a solution. Originally, I wanted to use the reputation of the old guy to contact more people, but now the old guy is unconscious...... I can only show my old face and contact as many people as I can! ”

The Daoist nodded.

"But the White Night Imperial Family is the 'Son of Heaven', and any reckless action will only provoke the 'Heavenly Punishment'......"

"Then, let's change the sky - at first, I also thought that the White Night Imperial Clan was invincible, but someone said this, and did what he said, and faced the 'Heavenly Punishment' stubbornly, and finally came out safe!"

The Daoist waved his hand, interrupting Zhao Gang's words.

"How is this possible?!"

Zhao Gang's face was incredulous.

"If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I wouldn't have believed it, but I had witnessed it, so I ...... I'm ready to give it a go-maybe this time the Wumeng can delay, but the old way is too vain, but it can't be delayed! Rather than being cut off from the inheritance, it's better to fight! ”

The Daoist said slowly, his voice full of determination.

"Dao Chief, wait a moment, I want to discuss with the other pavilion masters!"

Zhao Gang's eyes also flashed with brilliance, and he said directly.

"Good!"

The Daoist nodded, and Zhao Gang immediately got up and left.

"You two immediately go down the mountain and wait for me at the Shili Pavilion in the south of Wumeng Mountain!"

After Zhao Gang left, the Daoist directly ordered the drunk man and the split eagle.

"Now that you've seen that something is wrong, why don't you go together!"

The Split Eagle looked at the Wanderer in bewilderment.

"The Taoist chief is still a little unwilling, he wants to fight one last time, and he hopes that someone will have a conscience in the end!"

The drunk man glanced at the indifferent man and said slowly.

"It's already rotten to the bones, how can there be hope!"

Split Eagle snorted coldly.

"I believe in Zhao Gang! However, I can't pull you on the risk, you go first, and the old way will be able to arrive later! ”

The Daoist took a deep breath and said.

"Are you afraid that we will drag us down?"

The drunken man staggered out with the jar of wine.

"Humph!"

With such a cold snort, the Split Eagle also walked away quickly.

When both of them left, the man sat cross-legged in his chair.

He was waiting, adjusting his form.

Strive to be able to deal with any unexpected problems.

The four days after coming to Wumeng were enough for the people of the Turbulent Dao to find out that their old friend was in a coma, and some changes in the Wumeng Mountain may not be visible at the moment, but for four consecutive days, some abnormalities had already been imprinted in the eyes of the Turbulent Daoists.

And this made the people frown.

The factional dispute that should have been stored in the White Night Imperial Family actually appeared on Wumeng Mountain.

And he, an outsider with an unclear position, is naturally heavily guarded.

Except for the 'Iron Arm Divine Fist' Zhao Gang, anyone he saw. It's all with layers of diaphragms. It makes people look strange.

Even. Old friend's coma......

Alas!

After thinking of something that he didn't want to think about, a sigh couldn't help but appear in the mouth of the person who was on the road.

Then, there was a chaotic sound of footsteps.

You don't need to look with your eyes to know that a group of people have fenced off the courtyard where he lives.

Won't it work after all?

The heart of the Daoist sighed again.

He was ready to use Zhao Gang's mouth to convey the favorable news he had to the people on Wumeng Mountain, hoping that these people could be unanimous to the outside world.

But. Clearly, he failed.

And just when the people were sighing secretly, a shout came, which made the people angry.

"Rebel, you and Zhao Gang want to be unfavorable to the alliance leader, and now that the matter has been revealed, Zhao Gang has been ambushed, do you still want to resist?"

Syllable!

As the shouts rang out, a package was thrown into the room.

Grunt rolled to the feet of the Wanderer.

As it rolls, the outer skin of the wrapper cracks. The head inside was revealed.

The head of Zhao Gang, the owner of the Twelve Pavilions of the Martial League, the 'Iron Wall Divine Dragon'.

Bloody, Zhao Gang glared angrily. There was unwillingness and disbelief on his face, and a sense of resentment and depression was brewing on that level.

"None, immeasurable Heavenly Venerable!"

The person who turned his head at the head with a deep sense of guilt and self-blame.

He couldn't believe it, he just needed Zhao Gang to send a word and a message, but Zhao Gang died like this!

As the master of the Twelve Pavilions of the Martial Alliance, the strength of the 'Iron Arm Divine Fist' that has reached the holy level, Zhao Gang, who has been practicing horizontally, died like this.

In the minds of the people who have gone to the road, there is even a picture of the situation at that time.

Zhao Gang, who summoned the remaining twelve hall owners, said the news excitedly.

One of them expressed his pleasure, and then, taking advantage of Zhao Gang's inattention, suddenly attacked.

After the first blow was successful, the remaining martial arts hall owners around them shot one after another.

is the only way, Zhao will die so neatly just now, and he will die silently, and even he doesn't feel it at all.

"The Martial Alliance is so corrupt!"

The Daoist suddenly thought of Dean's disdain and contempt for the Wumeng when he was separated from Dean, and he thought it was a misunderstanding between Dean and the Wumeng.

However, now it seems......

It was he who was deceived.

"Twister, don't hurry up and catch it!"

There was shouting again.

"'Covering the Sea Jiaolong' Peng Yuan'an, 'Quick Sword Without Shadow' Liao Qiusheng, 'Hundred Steps Divine Fist' Lin Tianshou ......"

The people of the Dao Dao sensed the breath outside one by one, and chanted the names of the outside one by one.

These names are all well-known and admired characters on the outside.

Because, they are all the twelve masters of the martial arts hall.

At the same time, he is also the murderer who killed the 'Iron Arm Divine Fist' Zhao Gang.

"Sorry old friend! The old Taoist is unsettled, and today he is going to kill! ”

As he spoke, the Daoist drew the sword behind his back and rushed straight out.

……

Dean received a reply from the Wanderer on the morning of the sixth day.

When he read the reply, Dean was silent.

The twelve hall masters of the Wumeng were killed by the Dao Breakers, and the Dao Masters were also seriously injured, if it wasn't for the drunks and the Split Eagle who were desperately rescued, they would definitely fall on the spot.

However, even so, the Turbulent was seriously injured, and he did not have the slightest combat effectiveness in a short period of time.

"'Huiwu' hasn't started yet, half of the twelve hall masters of the Martial Alliance have already gone, and they have absolute prestige among the scattered forces, and it can be said that the other leader of the Dao is also seriously injured and has no combat effectiveness......"

Dean muttered to himself.

Dean is sure that this is definitely not a coincidence.

There is an invisible big hand that manipulates this qiē again.

And the origin of this big hand, nine times out of ten, is from the White Night Royal Family.

Contacting the situation of the White Night Royal Family at this moment, Dean became more and more affirmative.

After all, the emperor of the white night is not as simple as passing from father to son, but a capable person.

This ability is not only its own strength, but also its own merit.

In terms of strength, the White Night Imperial Family has four comparable figures at the moment.

Therefore, if these four princes want to ascend to the great treasure, they need merit!

And what else is more recognizable than the merits of eradicating the Wumeng and the scattered forces in the world?

"Who is it?"

Dean guessed.

PS Second Update~

Because the first chapter is late, this chapter is also homeopathic......

Decadence will not tell you in the afternoon, and I also took the time to go downstairs to eat electric lamb skewers~

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