"Patriarch, what will the elders decide this time?Brother Wang Xing, is he okay?" Tang Ling'er asked hurriedly.

The patriarch looked at Wang Xing, smiled slightly at the corner of his mouth, and said, "Murong Zhen, a sinner, is extremely evil, and he is innocent of death. Wang Xing killed him to clean up the portal, meritorious, where is there anything wrong!"

When Wang Xing heard this, he touched his lower abdomen, and the mysterious seal holding the power of martial spirits in his lower abdomen had quietly disappeared.

"Not only that, but now they are also asking the patriarch to come back and continue to sit in the town and lead the Wang Clan's martial arts!" Tie Zhu said with great joy.

The patriarch looked at Wang Xing, a smile appeared on his face, and said, "Wang Xing, take care of your injuries!" After speaking, he left the room.

"His Royal Highness the True Dragon God! His subordinates failed to protect His Royal Highness the Dragon God, and asked His Highness the Dragon God to punish him!"

"What is the crime of the eldest brother, but this matter is my private matter. Wang Xing waved his hand.

Time passed day by day, and every day, Tang Ling'er would bring some herbs, and Wang Xing's body gradually recovered. During this period, the patriarch placed the bones of Wang Yunlong and Wang Xing's grandfather in the cemetery of the Wang family's martial arts, and the scenery was buried, which can be regarded as justifying the names of the two of them. And Wang Xing was named a true disciple because of his merit in killing Murong Zhen and welcoming back the patriarch. Although some people in the sect objected, Wang Xing's martial arts cultivation was well known, and Wang Xing became the true disciple of the Wang family's martial arts.

Wang Xing looked at the blue sky, more than six years had passed since he left.

"Grandfather, father, I have avenged you!" Wang Xing said loudly in his heart.

"After these things are done, I will also start to venture on the mainland!" Wang Xing looked at the blue sky, as early as when he left the martial arts, looking at the outside world, he wanted to have a good experience in the outside world. Now that his affairs are all done, he is naturally leaving.

However, things often don't go as planned.

"To the royal capital?" Wang Xing looked at the patriarch.

The patriarch nodded and said, "It seems that the emperor of the royal capital wants to have a relationship with our Wang clan's Wumen, and he is to beckon us to go." The emperor's family in the royal capital is also a family with a strong martial arts cultivation, and they are in charge of the country, so they must give this face. ”

Wang Xing nodded, it is true, in this martial arts continent, it is easy to become an emperor, but it is not an easy thing to defend the country in these martial arts. It is conceivable that this emperor's family is also a good martial artist.

Three days later, the patriarch led Wang Xing and a group of thousands of people to march towards the royal capital.

There are three major countries in the Fengyun Continent, and the Xuanyue Country where he is located is just one of them. The two remaining countries are the Lanfeng Kingdom and the Martial God Kingdom. In the Kingdom of Martial Arts, the wind of martial arts is more prosperous, and the masters are like clouds. Among them, the master of the Martial God Sect is the current emperor of the Martial God Kingdom. Within the three major countries, there are some martial arts that have played a crucial role. In Xuanyue China, there is no doubt that the Wang family is one of them. For more than 700 years, the Wang family has had an inseparable relationship with the court of Xuanyue Kingdom. This relationship is similar to that of interdependence, like the relationship between the military and the state. Warriors are the true strength of a country. It is the fundamental reason why the martial arts of the three major countries can be so strong.

The capital of a country is not the capital, but in the royal capital.

And it came to pass after three days, that they came to the king's capital. The royal capital is much larger than the capital, with a population of tens of millions. The streets are full of people.

"There are three major martial arts in the royal capital, and these three martial arts are subordinate to the emperor, so they are also called the imperial gates. These three martial arts gates are the East Palace Gate, the West Palace Gate, and the South Palace Gate. The disciples of the Martial Sect began to introduce Wang Xing.

"Why is there no North Palace Gate?" Wang Xing asked curiously.

"Hehe, this North Palace Gate is in the palace, the center of the center of the Imperial Gate. It can be described as the elite of the elite among the royal family. The patriarch laughed.

Before entering the imperial city, there was already a city official sent by the emperor to greet him outside the city, and when he saw the disciples of the Wang family's martial arts appeared, he hurriedly came to everyone.

"You must be the patriarch of the Wang Clan's martial arts?" one of the city officials saluted respectfully. In Xuanyue Country, the status of the martial arts is much higher than that of other city officials, especially the head of a sect.

The patriarch nodded.

"The emperor ordered me to wait here for a long time, so let's go to the place where the emperor specially received you. The city official then led the people into a rather luxurious inn in the city. In this inn, there is not a Wang Clan's martial arts, but the patriarchs of other martial arts on the continent have come one by one.

"It seems that this time it will not be easy. The patriarch said secretly in his heart. Summoning all the leaders of the martial arts sect from all over the continent obviously has a deep meaning. As early as more than fifty years ago, the emperor summoned the chief of the martial arts to launch a war against the martial god kingdom. In that battle, millions of people died in the Xuanyue Kingdom. In the end, the victory of the Martial God Kingdom ended the war.

"Could it be that there is another war to be waged again?" the patriarch of the Wang Clan's martial arts thought secretly in his heart.

The Wang Clan's Martial Arts Gate is second only to the Imperial Gate in Xuanyue Country, and entering the inn has also attracted the attention of all the martial artists.

"This is the martial artist of the Wang Clan's Martial Sect! I heard that a few months ago, a young man came out of nowhere and killed Murong Zhen, who had usurped the position of the patriarch, with one punch!

"Yes, I've learned the lowest-level Big Dipper Seven Star Fist, but it's obviously impossible to kill someone as high as the patriarch. Some warriors objected.

"Maybe it's just a lie. You can't do it really, you can't do it really. It is a fantasy for a small inner disciple to want to kill the patriarch!

The voices of these martial artists naturally entered the ears of the Wang Clan's martial arts. Because before leaving, the patriarch sternly explained that he must not cause trouble in other places, otherwise, some disciples would not be able to listen to it and would go up to find trouble.

"Hey, isn't this from the Wang Clan's Martial Sect?" As he spoke, a group of disciples wearing yellow disciple uniforms came to the inn. Seeing these disciples, the disciples of the other martial sects in the martial arts sect were happy in their hearts. These disciples are all disciples of the imperial family, and these imperial disciples have always been unaccustomed to the Wang family's martial arts. It's not just because of their status, because in the great war fifty years ago, the two sides fought, the patriarch of the Imperial Gate died in the hands of the disciples of the Martial God Sect, and the patriarch of the Wang Clan's Martial Sect killed thousands of disciples of the Martial God Sect, and for a while, it became a good story in the mainland. On the contrary, the patriarch of the royal family was looked down upon by everyone.

Because of this matter, there was a gap between the royal gate and the Wang family's martial arts.

"I heard that a disciple of your martial arts sect killed the patriarch two days ago, such a thing is really embarrassing, your dignified Wang clan martial arts patriarch was actually killed by an ordinary inner disciple, this kind of thing is simply a shame, what does it mean, it shows that your patriarch is just a waste inner disciple. One of the leaders said loudly. There was a lot of laughter all around.

"What are you talking about?!" the disciples of the Wang Clan's Martial Sect pointed at the disciples of the Imperial Sect and shouted in unison.

The patriarch looked at the disciples of the imperial sect coldly and said, "Don't be rude. ”

The majestic aura of the patriarch's whole body emanated, causing the disciples of the imperial sect to retreat. This patriarch's martial arts cultivation is quite powerful, and they don't dare to make a mistake, with a strange smile in their mouths, they get out of the way of the way in front of them.

The disciples of other martial arts sects who originally wanted to watch a good show couldn't help but be a little disappointed when they saw this.

"Wang's Martial Sect, what a bunch of waste!" I don't know who scolded like this, and suddenly, the disciples of the entire Wang Martial Sect could no longer hold back the anger in their hearts, and pointed at the Imperial Gate one by one.

"What are you talking about?!" Maybe their faces were so angry that the disciples of the Imperial Sect didn't dare to speak out one by one.

The air around him was filled with the tense atmosphere before the battle. The other martial arts around were eager to fight each other, and they watched a good show.

"Wang's Martial Sect, you are quite arrogant! You don't even take our Imperial Gate in your eyes!" As he spoke, a disciple of the Imperial Sect struck towards Wang Xing.

Wang Xing frowned, stepped back a few meters in a row, and stared at each other coldly. This can be described as a general signal, and the surrounding Imperial Sect disciples have struck towards the disciples of the Wang Clan's Martial Sect.

The patriarch of the Wang Clan's martial arts didn't even move, bursts of martial spirit power burst out all over his body, and all the people on both sides flew out in an instant, except for one person who stood on the spot and didn't move, it was Wang Xing.

"Okay! The patriarch of the Wang Clan's martial arts sect actually wants to kill us! It's just looking for death! You wait!" the children of the imperial family scolded loudly and left the inn one after another.

The surrounding martial arts disciples let out contemptuous voices towards the imperial gate one by one.

"I didn't expect the royal gate to be so weak!

"It's really, it's rubbish!" the surrounding martial arts disciples shouted one by one. The corners of the two warriors on the two tables in the distance showed a slight smile on their lips.

This farce finally ended with the escape of the royal gate.

The patriarch frowned, standing in the small courtyard, looking at the bright moon in the sky.

"Do you know, why don't I let you cause trouble here?" the patriarch turned his head, looked at the thousands of martial arts disciples in front of him, and asked in a slow voice.

The disciples all shook their heads.

"Is it because they are the Imperial Family, that we should be afraid of them?" said one of the disciples with dissatisfaction.

"This time, the emperor summoned us and others, and naturally it is estimated that it should be a battle with the Martial God Gate. At this moment, how many martial arts sects want to see the jokes of my Wang clan's martial arts. No matter what the imperial gate is, it is a martial arts under the emperor, and some face is naturally to be given. The patriarch spoke slowly.

Of course, these young and vigorous disciples felt unhappy in their hearts. What can the emperor do? Isn't it about strength?

"After today, you must not offend the disciples of the imperial sect. The patriarch gave the order.