In the evening, the sky gradually became darker, and the two ends of the street became brightly lit, with orange lights illuminating the night sky like bright stars.
The car drove smoothly to the destination. In the car box, Xie Zhengming and Xie Yuxi and his daughter were both silent. The heavy reality was pressing on their shoulders, which had long been exhausted both physically and mentally.
Soon, the car stopped in front of a stylishly decorated martial arts hall.
When I looked up, the word "Zhengxin" on the plaque had a vigorous brushstroke, revealing a sharp and sharp momentum.
As soon as Xie Yuxi got off the car, she smelled the strong smell of formaldehyde. It was obvious that the martial arts hall had just been renovated for a few days.
She frowned, and was about to walk into Zhengxin Martial Arts Hall with her father, when a person suddenly appeared beside her: "May I ask, is this the headquarters of Jinyanmen?"
"Yes."
< br>"That's good."
Ye Qingzhou nodded, turned off the map navigation function of his phone, and turned around and stepped into the martial arts hall.
Xie Yuxi was shocked and puzzled. She had just had a face-to-face conversation, but why did she forget the other person's appearance in a blink of an eye?
"What's wrong, Yuxi?"
"Nothing."
The father and daughter continued to walk forward and walked into Zhengxin Martial Arts Hall together.
At this moment, inside the Jinyanmen Temple, Zhengxin Martial Arts Hall, in an empty conference room for guests, the red long table was filled with martial arts teachers, all with a fifth-level or more profession. Even the martial arts masters have seven strengths.
They are all representatives of some small martial arts schools, and like Xie Zhengming, they are all personally present to the sect leader.
The focus of many martial artists is that one of them is a middle-aged beard with a scar on his face, and he is wearing a short and vigorous outfit. There is a gold-toned flying bird logo in the position where the chest is tilted to the shoulders.
It is Yan Baiqing, the leader of Jinyan Sect.
In the past three months, Jinyan Gate has not only forced the other eight sects of the 49th Gate, but also secretly put pressure on many martial arts schools in the imperial capital, forcing many schools to come and look for them on their own initiative. Yan Baiqing made peace.
This meeting has been held for many days, and it is not the first time that many people have come to Yan Baiqing to talk, but many conflicts cannot be solved by holding a meeting and drinking tea.
So Yan Baiqing kept sending people to the door and showed his determination by punching the flesh, so some martial arts schools have now relaxed their attitudes.
Crack, someone suddenly walked in outside the door, came to the side of Yan Baiqing, the leader of Jinyan Sect, and whispered something.
"Is Gangzi's phone still not connected?"
Yan Baiqing gradually frowned: "Don't bother him for now, I'll deal with it later. I'll put the 49th door in the end. Let’s talk about the plan after finishing..."
The disciple of Jinyan Sect nodded, and then walked out quickly.
Yan Baiqing cleared his throat twice, pressed one hand on the surface of the long table, glanced at everyone in the conference room, and spoke.
"I don't want to talk nonsense to everyone, so I'll just say it right now. Join the Northern Wushu together, whoever agrees or opposes!"
"I oppose!"
The left side of the long table and chair, Xie Zhengming was about to speak, but the people next to him spoke first.
A man with black and thick eyebrows stood up. He was short and fat, and his round belly pushed up his training uniform high, but he gave people a sense of flexibility and speed, without showing any sign of it. Bloated.
The training clothes on this person's body are old-fashioned, and the chest on his left side is embroidered with two large characters with iron-painted silver hooks in bright red color - "Chongming"
This person is the leader of Chongming Sect. Among the "Four Nine Gates", Chongming Sect is basically in the top three. There was even a master in the sect, and his background was quite strong.
Xie Zhengming did nothing these days. He secretly contacted some martial arts schools, including Chongming Sect's clearest attitude and strongest resistance.
The reason is not complicated. Over the years, Chongming Sect and Jinyan Sect have fought a lot. Everyone was originally on par, but now the Jinyan Sect suddenly rises. How can Chongming Sect, as the mortal enemy, accept it?
So I am the first to speak out against Yan Baiqing now.
The rest of the room fell into silence, so much so that the voices of objection were so harsh.
Yan Baiqing, the leader of the Jinyan Sect, who was sitting in the main seat, looked as usual. He slowly turned his head and glanced at Xie Zhengming, who represented Tianzemen, before falling on the fat man.
Yan Baiqing said nothing, but turned his gaze to the right and looked at a white-haired old man wearing a black training suit: "Elder Luo, I wonder what your Wuhumen intends?"
< br>When hearing Yan Baiqing call him, the old man's turbid eyes rolled.
He opened his mouth and was about to speak, but Wei Chongyang, the leader of Chongming Sect who had just said objection, suddenly interrupted and said, "Yan Baiqing, since you just said you didn't want to talk nonsense, then I won't talk about any superficial guest. Tempting the clichés, let’s make the matter clear! "
"You 49 Gate, your Jinyan Gate, and you Yan Baiqing, and you know what you want to do! No one is a child, nor a fool with IQ problem . Can we really be as good as you said when we join the Northern Wulin? Even if you think about it, you can't even think about it. It's also sharing resources, and it's almost the same to suck blood in disguise!"
Wei Chongyang sneered, and directly explained Yan Baiqing's thoughts and made the topic clear.
He glanced at the martial arts masters opposite him, then looked at Xie Zhengming who had not spoken, and then continued to talk about the topic just now: "You are so enthusiastic about the Jinyan Sect, and you even keep oppressing our schools, it's nothing more than It is because it is profitable. I want to use the 49 Gate as my backstage to strengthen my momentum in order to command the entire northern martial arts world."
Wei Chongyang sneered twice again: "If we really all join The so-called "Northern Martial Arts" you mentioned is just a matter of It only takes one or two generations, and the only one left in the entire imperial capital martial arts world is your Jinyan Sect and the dogs of the Jinyan Sect! "
Bang~
Thick hard wood A palm print that was shot out from the table was an inch deep. Wei Chongyang suddenly stood up and quickly glanced over the entire conference room: "Dear martial arts practitioners, you actually know the possible consequences of joining the northern martial arts world, but it's not I am willing to be this bird that is ahead of me and I am suppressed by Jinyanmen..."
"Since no one comes, then let me do it! Wei Chongyang represents Chongming Sect, and I want to refuse to join this so-called northern martial arts world!"
"How do we want to develop the martial arts school and major martial arts schools? It is our own business to accept disciples and operate them! People from Jinyan Sect are so worried..."
As soon as these words came out, the conference room was first heard.
The next moment, I saw the leaders and representatives of four martial arts schools slapped and agreed.
"Good words!"
"The leader of the Wei Sect is righteous and speaks out exactly what we say!"
"Jinyan Sect should take care of the affairs inside the sect! Don't stretch your hands too long!"
On the main seat, Yan Baiqing, the leader of the Jinyan Sect, still had not changed much, but his eyes narrowed slightly, and the grandmaster-level life magnetic field unfolded silently, quickly suppressing all the waves of opposition.
The martial arts world has never been powerful if there are many people.
But whoever has the biggest fist is qualified to speak.
At this time, the atmosphere in the conference room instantly solidified.
The master-level sect leaders who originally planned to help each other, under the pressure of Yan Baiqing, the martial arts master, had even difficulty breathing. How could they even speak up?
Only Wei Chongyang relied on a brute force to withstand this spiritual pressure, gritted his teeth and roared: "Old Yan, the reason is not right, are we planning to take action?"< br>
"Reasonable? Haha~" Yan Baiqing's expression finally changed a little at this moment, and his power became more and more arrogant: "When did the martial arts world rely on verbalism to reason? Since everyone's opinions cannot be unified , then let’s see the truth from behind.”
As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Wei Chongyang roaring: "Everyone is standing side by side!"
After saying that, he took action and caught Yan Baiqing off guard.
As the saying goes, two fists cannot beat four hands. Yan Baiqing first entered the realm of a master. Even if he was stronger than everyone, the gap would be limited. The others looked at each other and then tacitly siege Yan Baiqing.
Xie Zhengming is the most ruthless, and he didn't say a word just now, but now he is the heaviest one. The boxing is born with wind and the force is as strong as a arrow!
This punch contains the power of armor-breaking power, and even a heavy tank can break it with one punch. Even a martial artist with thick skin may not be able to escape the fate of being sore intestines and stomachs. It is either dead or dead Remnant.
As Wei Chongyang rushed in the front, his fleshy palms were like iron walls, pushing across Yan Baiqing's face, not only powerful, but also obscured his vision, as if creating opportunities for Xie Zhengming.
"In the 49th Gate, although you are known as the best of both fists and palms, you may be far from defeating me. Let you see the power I gained after entering the realm of a master."
Yan Baiqing seemed to stretch out his hands slowly, but in fact he was incredibly fast.
I saw golden light shining all over his body, and his skin protected his whole body like an indestructible armor. At the same time, his figure was as fast as a flying swallow.
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Swish~
After the afterimages of his arms, his palms were placed on his side again. There was a pair of boxing gloves on it, all black and made of leather, with blunt conical nails on the back, with slight reflection.
King~
Yan Baiqing's ten fingers were sharper than the sword blade. He tore the air and slashed through it. He collided fiercely with the punch that was hitting over quickly, causing a sharp ear to rub against the metal. The sharp sound even burst into golden and red sparks.
"Ah~Sharp Knife!"
Two blood-red sword wounds were cut out from Wei Chongyang's palms, his flesh rolling and blood flew everywhere. At the same time, a sharp evil aura invaded the eight extraordinary meridians, making his whole body hurt like he was stabbed by a needle.
At this time, Xie Zhengming rushed to Yan Baiqing's side, and his arm muscles expanded and expanded. The boxing technique implied the sword principles, and quickly attacked the three key parts of Yan Baiqing's body.
In just half a second, he punched at least thirty punches!
Every punch contains hidden strength, which can penetrate the internal organs and kill the heart and death!
However, the bombardment on Yan Baiqing only made a series of metal collisions, bursting out a large number of sparks.
But Yan Baiqing still stood firm and was unscathed.
"Hehe~ Shi Potian Shocking Fist? But I'm not right."
"Valamus Indestructible Body?!"
Xie Zhengming was not healed, and at this moment he was even more surprised and breathed even more when he was surprised. Suddenly, there was a flaw.
"In front of my golden body, your martial arts are not even qualified to tickle me."
Yan Baiqing let out a sharp roar, and then he rushed forward like a bird of prey, his fingers were like a knife, and he drew a semicircle in the air, slashing towards Wei Chongyang and Xie Zhengming respectively.
Fortunately, Xie Zhengming is also an old man, and he reacts very quickly, covering his arms in front of his chest.
Clang~
Crack~
A figure flew up and retreated lightly in the air. At the cost of a broken left arm, Xie Zhengming finally escaped from death.
Wei Chongyang's palms were covered in blood and his injuries were even more miserable than Xie Zhengming.
"What can I do if a group of wastes join forces?"
After Yan Baiqing forced Xie Zhengming and Wei Chongyang to retreat, he gently tapped his toes on the ground, leaned forward, and his whole body was as clever as if it was a bird. generally.
He quickly formed seals with both hands, activated the essence, energy and spirit in his body, and then released a sound attack martial arts move.
High-level martial arts, Yan Xiao Qianshan!
His cheeks suddenly bulged, and he opened his mouth and then there was a rapid sound of airflow rupture around him, just like the roar of an aircraft engine, or the scream of a bird after being frightened.
The martial artsists involved in the siege suddenly felt a strong physical discomfort, but a sharp pain came from their chests. Then they groaned and retreated more than ten meters, all of which were severely damaged by internal organs.
Even some younger generations who accompanied them suffered the disaster.
Xie Yuxi covered her chest and showed a look of pain. Just because she was swept by Yan Xiaoqianshan's attack, she was dizzy and almost fainted.
At this time, a figure suddenly swept from the corner of her eyes.
"Is it him?"
Xie Yuxi was shocked: "He has been sitting in the conference room all the time. Why didn't I notice his existence?"
At this time, in the conference room, The sects that spoke out against each other were already tilted, which made the only figure still sitting look extremely dazzling.
Yan Baiqing originally wanted to chase and fight the dogs from Chongming Sect and Tianze Sect, but when his eyes fell on someone, his hair was standing upside down, and a chill rushed straight into the sky spirit cover along his spine.
"Who is your priest?"
"Don't you recognize me?"
Ye Qingzhou untie the "Wuji Wuxian" magnetic field on his body, and his face finally clearly reflected in everyone's eyes, and could be perceived by them. "Ye Qingzhou!" Many people screamed in shock.
They obviously all knew Ye Qingzhou, the youngest martial saint in the Dongji Kingdom, but then their scalp was numb. It was really a ghost. A familiar living person sat next to him, but he knew nothing about it. Unconscious?
What a terrible spiritual martial art!
After a flash, Yan Baiqing's sweat came to a cold sweat. He finally understood why his apprentice Zhang Tonggang had not responded.
"The infrasonic attack just now was interesting."
Ye Qingzhou commented casually, then tapped the table with his fingertips, and asked in a calm tone: "Tell me, yes, that's it Who asked you to deal with me?”
Swish~
Yan Baiqing did not try to defend himself, but chose to take action directly.
He was moving very fast, and his slender fingers began to tremble at an extremely high frequency, like a long ruler being pulled. His entire right arm muscle began to bulge, conveying the power from the core of the planet.
"Tsk~Struggle to death."
Ye Qingzhou glanced at the golden evil aura surrounding Yan Baiqing's fingertips, showing disdain. (This chapter ends)