Chapter Seventy-Seven: The Dark Tide is Surging

"Smack-"

The sound of a violent hang-up suddenly came from the other end of the phone.

Yao Qianqian's tears were still hanging on her face, with a confused expression, why did Senior Wang Jie, who usually takes good care of her and is gentle everywhere, be so rude.

What the hell is going on?

However, Yao Qianqian didn't know how explosive Wang Jie's mentality was at this moment.

Just now, he witnessed Lin Feng killing all sides in the ring, killing Cheng Qianfeng with one move, and then deposing Long Aoyun with his own hands.

has already stood at the pinnacle of the underground forces in Binhai City, dominating the top spot.

Before the conference ended, the henchmen sent back the news that the Jisheng Society had launched a general attack on the leaderless headquarters of the Heavenly Dragon Hall. The underground world of Marina City is about to change!

And the initiator and behind all this is your Yao Qianqian's husband!

Are you calling me at this time?

What's the matter? You can't wait to cuckold the new Marina City Underworld Emperor?

If you want to wear it, don't drag me into the water!

I want to live a few more years!

Tianlongtang collapsed, and Lao Tzu's company was originally backed by Tianlongtang, doing illegal business of money laundering and routine loans. Once there is no umbrella, the company will collapse and go bankrupt in minutes!

Lao Tzu is about to run away, where does the leisure come from to flirt with you?

Do you have a brain!

Wang Jie doesn't regret it now, he just made money well, at most, he was arrested after the collapse of Tianlong Hall.

But now?

Once Lin Feng comes back to his senses, he will definitely swear to chase and kill, except for running away, there is no way to survive at all!

Looking at the night of the black hole in the sky, Wang Jie was speechless for a while, and wanted to cry first!

......

At the same time, in the active crater of Guinea in Hawaii, thick smoke billowed and a thin figure sat next to the crater.

It was as if the body was wrapped in a distorted space, and the smoke could not be approached at all.

This man was full of white hair, his face was handsome, he did not show a trace of old age, his hands were folded, and he was in a state of spitting.

There seemed to be wisps of pure energy rushing into the snort, and the breathing rhythm was extremely slow, but there was an artistic conception of turtle breathing and the sea, which was very mysterious.

He, not someone else.

It is the martial arts genius who once stirred up the storm in the Chinese martial arts world and set off a bloody storm - Xiong Wanhong!

It is said that he is already in his fifties, and instead of being half old, he has a restrained and immersed breath, and his mood is like water.

At this moment, a stout man with blond hair and blue eyes walked up, folded his hands, and saluted:

"Teacher, Cheng Qianfeng is defeated, and Long Aoyun is abolished. The chess pieces planted in Huaxia have been exposed. The martial arts conference of the five provinces is imminent, please show it to the teacher!"

The blonde man calmly reported and stood quietly aside, waiting for Xiong Wanhong's answer.

After a long time, Xiong Wanhong slowly opened his eyes and said in a deep voice:

"Andrew, take Xu Jie and implement Plan B. Now my cultivation is only half a step away from the Holy Realm. Therefore, before I leave the customs, I must take the five coastal provinces as a bridgehead for the Skeleton Society's counterattack against China!"

"Yes, teacher. However, the Huaxia martial artist who defeated Cheng Qianfeng, Lin Feng, is said to be only in his early twenties, but his strength has reached the Grandmaster realm. I don't know ...... you, teacher."

"Andrew, you must know that there are ants under the Holy Realm, and I am now in the Half-Step Holy Realm, and the average grandmaster is already with the ants. Xu Jie and you are both in the realm of grandmasters. This Lin Feng is not to be feared. ”

"I see, teacher. I'll do it!"

The blonde man slowly stepped back and left respectfully.

......

Chuzhou City, the upper reaches of the Yangtze River.

A thin man in a blood-colored robe is standing in front of the bamboo raft to see the magnificence and vastness of the river.

The man in the long shirt looked up at the sun, frowning slightly.

"Boatman, how long does it take to get to the dock in Chuzhou City?"

"This guest, the Chuzhou City Wharf you mentioned is still more than fifty miles away from here, and at the current speed, it is estimated that it will take two or three hours later!"

"Two or three hours? Hehe, I want you to use it?"

After muttering softly, a trace of coldness flashed in the eyes of the man in the long robe, and he suddenly became embarrassed.

With a wave of his hand, the boatman who was holding the boat turned into a bloody shadow in a scream, leaving only a dried corpse to rest on the stern of the bamboo raft.

The man in the long robe turned his right hand into a claw, and with one claw, he grabbed all the boatman's blood in the palm of his hand.

Then with a flick, a blood-colored long road was paved on the surface of the water.

The man in the long robe slowly walked out of the bamboo raft, his left foot on the waves, and his right foot on the blood.

As soon as his right hand probed, the blood under his feet was like a rocket, galloping in the direction of Chuzhou City.

Everywhere you go, the blood waves are flying, and the bloody waves are like cuckoos crying blood, which is very terrifying, attracting the amazement of pedestrians on the shore!

Half an hour later, the wharf of Chuzhou City.

At this moment, Liu Ke, who had cut off one hand and one foot, was sitting in a wheelchair and scolded loudly:

"Luo Jiale, are you sure that the blood mage is arriving at eleven o'clock? It's been almost half an hour! Why can't you see a human figure!"

"Mr. Liu, you don't have to worry. The Blood Mage is a high-ranking cadre of the Moluo Society, and he is a great warcist of the Heavenly Master Realm, compared to Wang Yun, the warlock who entered the Dao Realm, he is two great realms, and he is a real giant, a powerful man in Southern Xinjiang!"

Luo Jiale grabbed the waist card of the Moluo Club in his hand and looked at it eagerly.

Suddenly, at the end of the line of sight, a line of blood spread rapidly from the sky of the long river.

Luo Jiale was overjoyed, and immediately shouted loudly:

"It's the blood mage, it's his old man!"

So, Liu Ke took a look, and sure enough, on the river more than a thousand meters away, the blood-colored waves were rolling rapidly, and a figure was galloping from the sky.

It wasn't until the figure came close that Liu Ke saw it with his own eyes that he had to sigh:

"The blood mage is really extraordinary, he actually stepped on the blood wave, it is simply amazing!"

"In the Lower Demon Luo Society, the helmsman of Chuzhou City, Liu Ke, has seen a blood magician!"

Liu Keshan called out the blood demon, his eyes were full of fanaticism, and he roared wildly in his heart:

"Lin Feng! If you cut off my hands and feet, I, Liu Ke, will definitely pay it back a million times! When the time comes, I will let you, you can't survive but not die! Hahaha!"

Under Liu Ke's mountain call, the magnates of Chuzhou City beside him lowered their heads and knelt down on one knee.

The man in the long robe raised his right hand slightly, and the blood wave under his feet gently lifted him up, and slowly landed on the dock.

"You are Liu Ke?"

"Returning to the blood mage, I am Liu Ke. It's all to blame for Lin Feng'er in Binhai City, who used a poisonous trick to kill Master Wang Yun and cut off my hands and feet!

Liu Ke howled miserably and bowed his head to plead.

However, the man in the long shirt glanced at Liu Ke and said coldly:

"Hehe, Wang Yun was killed because of his low strength and resentment. Moro will die so many people every year, and all of them want me to avenge them, so I will die of exhaustion. ”

"I'm here today for the Five Provinces Martial Arts Conference in a few months, not to avenge you waste. ”

After speaking, the man in the long shirt flicked his long sleeves, turned around and left.

Liu Ke was stunned for a while when he said this, but soon returned to gloom and said in a low voice:

"Very good! It is said that a 'Grandmaster Lin' suddenly appeared in Binhai City, defeated Long Aoyun and won the qualification to participate in the Five Provinces Martial Arts Conference. This so-called 'Grandmaster Lin' is you, Lin Feng!"

"Five Provinces Martial Arts Conference? I'm really looking forward to it! Lin Feng, we'll see you again soon!"