"Qin Hou's wonder, how can you rats know."

"I'll have a time for you to cry."

Liu Zhong smiled indifferently.

While speaking, the emcee's passionate voice came from the door: "The beggar gang leader Qiao Sanjin has arrived!" ”

But seeing a group of fierce and vicious murderers, all wearing tattered clothes, hideous faces and evil people, they broke into the Wuyang Palace with murderous spirits, and there were as many as 2,000 people, surrounding the entire venue.

These people are the most elite filthy clothes in the beggar gang, and they are all composed of the most fierce scum and evil people in the martial arts world.

One by one, they are bloodthirsty, they are Qiao Sanjin's pro-sharp cousins, they do all kinds of evil, and they are called to kill.

Eighty percent of the murders in Nanguang are committed by these guys!

The filthy clothes hall surrounded the venue, and the viewers and Taoist priests of Wuyang Palace were already used to seeing it.

Every year, there will almost be bloodshed, and all they have to do is prepare enough coffins and sit back and watch the show.

Qiao Sanjin and a one-eyed old beggar led the elders of the beggar gang and several hall masters side by side, and walked into the Wuyang Palace arrogantly.

"Master Qiao is here!"

"Qiao Ye is auspicious!"

Liu Mingquan and the other hundred and ten people hurriedly got up, walked over quickly, and bowed their hands, like welcoming the emperor, welcoming Qiao Sanjin and others to the banquet.

"Master, please take a seat."

To everyone's surprise, Qiao Sanjin and his son greeted the old beggar to the Taishi chair next to Liu Mingquan with great respect.

This made Liu Zhong and the others secretly frightened.

But I saw that the old beggar had white hair, his left eye was white and pupilless, his face was full of goosebumps, he was dirty, his clothes were in tatters, his feet were wearing torn rubber shoes with his big toes exposed, a black cloth was wrapped around his head, he was holding a broken bowl in his left hand, and he was holding a bamboo stick in his right hand, and he was covered in foul smell.

However, none of the people present dared to underestimate him.

Because he had nine small cloth bags hanging from his waist.

Nine Bags Elder!

You must know that the gang leader Qiao has three catties for seven bags, and his dead master's generation is eight bags and nine bags, which is simply a living old monster!

"I have heard for a long time that the beggar gang is still alive with a hundred-year-old nine-bag elder named Liao Jiugong, is this the person?"

"Oops, Qiao Sanjin Beggar Gang already has three grandmasters, and now there is a hundred-year-old monster, plus two thousand murderers, can the eldest brother be able to hold down the formation?"

Liu Zhong was very uneasy in his heart.

"Lord of the Two Rivers, Jiangdong Qin Hou has arrived!"

The master of ceremonies let out a loud shout again.

All the people present did not get up, but looked at the door at the same time.

Many of them have seen the heroic posture of Qin Hou vs. Charlie on the Internet, but in reality, they have not met, and everyone wants to see the style of this king.

Especially Qiao Sanjin looked at it in horror.

Qin Yi and Yun Xiaoxiao came side by side.

Behind him, there was only an ugly strong man with thick shoulders and a round waist.

Qin Yi walked into the venue with his hands behind his back, his face was calm, as if he was a passerby, he didn't pay attention to the big battle between Qiao Sanjin and Liu Mingquan at all, and slowly walked to the big chair next to Liu Zhong and sat down in the eyes of everyone.

"Phew!"

Qiao Sanjin and the others secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

He was also worried that Qin Yi would bring in heavy troops to fight him with some means, but he didn't expect that there was only one broken bodyguard.

And he has nine dukes in charge, and there are 2,000 murderers outside, and this battle is undoubtedly a sure victory.

"Master, he is Qin Hou, it is rumored that the martial arts double cultivation, cultivation is profound, since his debut, he has killed many grandmasters, and he has not tasted a defeat so far."

Qiao Sanjin whispered.

Liao Jiugong squinted at his white pupils and looked at Qin Yi with a cloudy single eye, and couldn't help but be shocked in his heart.

He has lived for a hundred years and witnessed the rise of Yan Jiutian, but he has never seen such a young talent as Qin Yi.

When Yan Jiutian was eighteen years old, he definitely didn't have the achievements that Qin Yi has now!

What's even more terrifying is that the young man is sitting opposite him, unfazed, and his aura is as steady as ice, Rao is he wants to explore with his divine sense, but it is also in vain.

What a powerful soul!

"Three catties, you shouldn't be the enemy of this person!"

Liao Jiugong said hoarsely.

"Master, do you think I want to, as long as we take Liu Mingquan, Nanguang will be completely unified, and then our beggar gang will definitely last for a hundred years."

"This person doesn't die, it's hard to make a big plan, can you always get him?"

When Qiao Sanjin heard this, he was a little panicked.

"Hey!"

Liao Jiugong let out a long sigh, pointed to God, and stopped talking.

He has lived for a hundred years, and he has entered the middle stage of his cultivation, and he is confident that he can suppress this junior.

However, such a brilliant person, a son of God, will be blessed by God.

Man fights with the sky, and there is no doubt that he will be defeated!

It's just that the rise and fall of the beggar gang is all fought here, and even if he fights to the death, he will never sit back and watch the gang die.

While Liao Jiugong was looking at Qin Yi, Qin Yi could naturally feel the impact of his powerful divine sense.

It is expected that there will be a bloody battle today.

"Everyone, the Liu family conference starts now, and what I am holding in my hand is the suicide note of the head of the family, Liu Qingyuan!"

"The Lord of Benguan now reads the suicide note."

The Lord of the Five Sheep took out a yellow letter and read it out in public.

"Now I declare that Mr. Liu Zhong is the new head of the Liu family!"

The Lord smiled and offered the book with both hands.

"Thank you, Lord!"

Liu Zhong proudly took the book, and raised his hand to take it.

"Wait!"

Liu Mingquan stood up and let out a thunderous shout.

"Uncle, do you want to fight against my father's will?"

Liu Zhongjian's eyebrows sank and asked coldly.

"I am one of the five deacons of the Liu family, and according to the rules, when the five deacons jointly raise an objection, they can veto the order of the head of the family."

"Liu Zhong has no talent and no virtue, he has a vain name, and the people in the clan are not convinced, you are not qualified to take over as the head of the family."

"In my capacity as Chief Deacon, I now declare the abolition of the Order of the Dead Brother! Rank, what do you think? ”

Liu Mingquan flicked his sleeves, arrogantly looked at the clansmen, and asked Senran.

"I'll second!"

The other four deacons bowed their heads and bowed their hands.

Originally, they were quite sympathetic to Liu Zhong, and even had the intention of helping.

Now that Qiao Sanjin is menacing, there are 2,000 people, and Liu Zhong is only Qin Hou, who dares to gamble on Liu Zhong's victory?

"Okay, since you want to fight against the orders of the head of the family, then today you will follow the old rules of the rivers and lakes, speak with your fists, and the strong will be the master!"

Liu Zhong slapped the table and sneered.

"Okay!"

"Qiao helper, Liu is not talented, please help the helper."

Liu Mingquan wants this sentence, only when the fist sees the truth, can they sit justifiably in this vein.

"Hmm!"

Qiao Sanjin glanced at Liu Zhisheng.

"I heard that Liu Shao is one of the top ten young people in Huaxia, a senior disciple of Master Huaguang, how about I come to meet you?"

Liu Zhisheng closed the folding fan in his hand and walked into the field in a chic manner.

Everyone was shocked!

Liu Zhisheng stepped into the realm of the grandmaster last year, with a hundred flowers in one hand, mysterious and unpredictable, and rarely met opponents in Nanguang.

In the first battle, he sent the patriarch and the grandmaster-level master.

It shows the danger of today's conference!

PS: Today's update is complete, good night, friends, see you tomorrow night!

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