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After the four of them sat down, Thunderstorm's eyes were full of gloom when he looked at Zhan Hu, and the cold light did not flash, and it seemed that he was still haunted by what had just happened.

Zhan Hu's eyes do not squint, and his heart is inevitably sad, the earth has mutated, the warriors have risen, everything is respected by strength, even the country is difficult to do, and there are few masters in the Purple Phoenix Group, so they really have no right to speak.

The pretty widow felt that the atmosphere was wrong, and said with a smile: "Team Leader Yan, you brought everyone here, what is the big thing to announce?"

Yan Chong stood up, nodded to the three of them, and then said, "It's been almost half a year since the death of the High Palace Master, and our Yanlong Palace has no leader, if it continues like this, it will fall apart sooner or later, which is not good for future development." ”

Yan Chong's words make sense, since the fall of Gao Ling, there has often been friction between the four groups, and if it continues like this, sooner or later it will fall apart and break up.

Thunderstorm looked at Yan Chong and said, "What advice does Team Leader Yan have?"

Yan Chong said: "I suggest electing a palace master to come out. ”

The pretty widow and the thunderstorm couldn't help but look at each other, and the war tiger was ignored.

"I have no opinion on electing a palace master, the question is who to recommend?" asked Thunderstorm.

Yan Chong smiled: "I'm just proposing, as for who to recommend? ”

"Then I recommend the pretty girl to be our palace master. I wouldn't agree to anyone but her. Thunderstorm said in a loud voice.

The pretty widow's face changed slightly, and the thunderstorm, a toad, would really pull hatred for her. Fools can see that Yan Chong is running for the position of palace master.

"Thank you Team Leader Lei for your love, but I'm a weak woman, and I can't even manage my own one-third of an acre. If I am asked to manage such a big family business as Yanlong Palace, it will really embarrass me. ”

Hearing the pretty widow say this, Yan Chong's face looked better.

"I don't know what the Purple Phoenix Group means?" Yan Chong asked Zhan Hu.

Zhan Hu didn't answer yet, only heard the thunderstorm monster say in a strange voice: "What is the use of the opinions of cats and dogs for such a big matter." ”

The war tiger clenched his fists, his nails sunk into the flesh, and he wanted to give the order to kill the thunderstorm. He glanced at Yan Chong without a trace, and said, "Those who serve as palace masters must at least be strong in cultivation. ”

Yan Chong's eyes flashed with joy, he felt that Zhan Hu was not useless, at least what he said was very much in line with his heart.

"I think what the deputy leader of Zhanhu said makes sense. Yan Chong said.

Thunderstorm rolled his eyes, glanced at Zhan Hu, and shouted: "Except for a certain waste, haven't the three of us all compared, and then between." ”

"Wrong. Yan Chong looked at the thunderstorm with a smile, "Brother Lei, I have been in retreat for the past few days, and I have a little experience, and my current cultivation should be above you." ”

Thunderstorm was stunned for a moment, then became furious, and roared: "The surname Yan, you really dare to open your mouth, come on, come on, let's compare." ”

"Brother Lei, please!" Yan Chong said.

This thunderstorm, the pretty widow, and the war tiger were stunned.

The most surprising thing was the thunderstorm, how could Yan Chong be so simple? But he couldn't show weakness and stood up and walked towards the door.

Zhan Hu also followed, waving his hand to signal hundreds of soldiers to retreat, making room for Thunderstorm and Yan Chong to make room for the battlefield.

The pretty widow's eyes were bright, but they were unfocused, as if she was thinking about something?

"Brother Lei, please!" Yan Chong raised his hand and clenched his fists.

The thunderstorm snorted coldly, his breath rose rapidly, and when he raised his hand, a thunderball condensed in the palm of his hand, crackling and bursting with an arc, and then slapped out with one palm, and the thunderball shot out and went straight to Yan Chong.

Yan Chong was not in a hurry, turned over his hand and took out the octagonal bronze mirror, and the internal breath around his body surged, constantly injecting into the bronze mirror.

The next moment, the bronze mirror trembled slightly, the golden light flashed, and the clear dragon chant resounded.

Yan Chong smiled weirdly, his inner breath erupted, and eight golden dragon shadows flew out of the bronze mirror, rising against the storm, and in the blink of an eye, it was a hundred and ten meters, and it struck at the thunderstorm with terrifying coercion.

Rumble!

The violent explosion shook the ground into cracks, the surrounding buildings collapsed, and the thunderball from the thunderstorm was destroyed by a golden dragon.

The remaining seven days of golden dragon shadows struck the thunderstorm, and the dragon groaned in bursts, and the anger was soaring.

Thunderstorm's face changed suddenly, and he raised his palm, and his internal breath turned into a chain in the air.

Another dragon shadow exploded, and the explosion storm destroyed all the buildings, giant trees, and rocks within 100 meters, which was earth-shattering.

The other six dragon shadows attacked, and the thunderstorm roared, while condensing the armor with his inner breath to protect himself, he swung his fist, thunder and lightning were combined, and his thunder attribute martial arts were very violent.

Boom ......!

Six earth-shattering explosions in a row, waves of earth rolling, storms raging, and thunderstorms were drowned.

After a whole stick of incense, the dust settled, the smoke dissipated, and a large crater appeared on the ground, and the thunderstorm stood in it, with blood stains hanging from the corners of his mouth, and his eyes were cruel, and he looked carefully with a hint of fear.

The pretty widow and the war tiger were surprised, the thunderstorm was injured, and they couldn't help but look at the octagonal bronze mirror in Yan Chong's hand.

"The secret treasure in Team Leader Yan's hand is really powerful, and I recognize it in a thunderstorm. ”

The meaning of the thunderstorm is very clear, I lost to the secret treasure, not you Yan Chong.

Yan Chong smiled lightly, pretending not to understand the meaning of Thunderstorm's words, he was a person who only valued results.

His gaze looked at the pretty widow and said, "Team Leader Mei, Yan wants to ask for your flame technique." ”

The pretty widow's face changed slightly, the thunderstorm's thunder attribute martial arts were no worse than her, and being defeated by Yan Chong, who was holding a secret treasure, could be said to be defeated in one move. It's just asking for hardship when you go up by yourself.

She smiled and said, "Team Leader Yan has a secret treasure in his hand, how can I be your opponent?"

Her meaning is the same as a thunderstorm, she is afraid of the secret treasure, not you Yan Chong, who has the ability to fight with real swords and guns.

Yan Chong's mind was treacherous, how could he be fooled, and said with a smile: "Getting this secret treasure proves that I am lucky, and luck is also a kind of strength." If Team Leader Mei has a secret treasure, he can also take it out, and we will fight fairly. ”

Bah...... The pretty widow and the thunderstorm scolded in their hearts at the same time, it was too shameless, and the secret treasure was not a cabbage, it could be said that it could be met but not sought. If they had, they would have taken it out and hacked you, shameless fellow.

"Team Leader Yan said with a smile, Zhitong is blessed with thin edges, but he is not as lucky as you. ”

Yan Chong was proud in his heart, but his face did not show the slightest, and he changed his words and said, "In this case, the position of this palace master should be settled today, right?"

Yan Chong's words are clear enough, and everyone knows it.

Thunderstorm snorted coldly and didn't respond.

The pretty widow was silent.

As for Zhan Hu, he was a foil from beginning to end, and no one asked his opinion. Therefore, he answered or did not answer the same.

Yan Chong's face became a little unpleasant.

"I think it's better to discuss this matter before and after. The pretty widow retreated. To be honest, if Yan Chong became the palace master, she would be a hundred unwilling in her heart. Yan Chong is gloomy, calculating, and ruthless, greedy and cruel, with him as the palace master, Yanlong Palace is in danger, and the other three groups are in danger.

"I still have something to do, I'll talk about it later. "Thunderstorm has a perverse personality, turns around and leaves.

Yan Chong's eyes were gloomy, he dodged to stop the thunderstorm, and said gloomily: "Brother Lei, what is more important than the future of our Yanlong Palace? ”

Yan Chong was very strong, and the gossip bronze mirror in his hand shone slightly, and he had the potential to make a move if he didn't agree to the thunderstorm.