If you just say that the owner of the Hongmeng Building was beaten into the category of demons because he killed too many people. The famous and decent heroes killed by Zhu Wenyan are no less than the owners of the Hongmeng Building. Why don't you send such a big battle to besiege him? Now I also give the owner of the Hongmeng Mansion a title that wants to dominate the martial arts, isn't it just to get the inheritance of other people's martial arts, for the 'so-called Immortal Cave Mansion'!

Nima: It's a bit too much!

Wang Meng despised in his heart, and his expression remained unchanged, and only after the lonely mage finished speaking, did he ask, "So, master, what do you mean?"

"Amitabha, Wang Xiaoshi is the heir of this 'Zhennan Dart Bureau', and he should be able to participate in this 'Demon Slaying Conference' on behalf of the Zhennan Dart Bureau, and shake up the majesty of this martial arts righteousness. "The Lonely Mage still looks compassionate.

Ahem...... I can represent a Mao's Zhennan Dart Bureau. Do you want me to be beaten to death by my father? This time, the person in charge is in front of that, why don't you go to him, why do you come to me.

Thinking so, Wang Meng raised his eyes and looked at Zhu Wenyan's side.

However, before Wang Meng could see Zhu Wenyan's expression, the Lonely Master immediately said, "Zhu Shizhu has already handed over the decision to you, Xiao Shishi. ”

"Leave it to me?" Wang Meng was a little stunned and pointed to himself.

"Yes. A smile bloomed on the mage's withered face.

Bang......

Wang Meng's heart beat violently. If you want me to decide? Hey, hey, hey, if you want me to decide, that's ......

Wang Meng's face suddenly became solemn, and after bowing to the lonely mage, he said, "Master, the way of eliminating demons and defending the Tao is already a matter for our sons and daughters of the rivers and lakes. On behalf of my family...... Uh, on behalf of the 'Zhennan Dart Bureau'. Do a little bit for this 'Demon Slaying Conference'. ”

"Amitabha, Wang Xiao's benefactor is indeed a person who understands righteousness and has compassion. It should be related to my Buddha, if the little donor Wang is willing to ......" At this time, the smile on the face of the lonely monk was like the dead wood in spring, and then he talked endlessly.

Wang Meng was still slightly proud when he heard the praise of the Lonely Mage in front, but when he heard the back, he realized that something was wrong, his eyelids jumped, and he quickly raised his hand to stop the Silent Mage from speaking back.

Master Lonely said goodbye to Wang Meng and walked towards Zhu Wenyan again.

Wang Meng was about to return to the carriage, but was stopped by a person, whose face was like a jade carving, and his expression was extremely cold, and he suddenly saw that Wang Yuan.

"What did the old monk say to you?" Wang Yuan's voice was as cold and sharp as his face.

You're a master master, can't you hear the conversation between me and the old monk from a distance? Lao Tzu didn't have a secret conversation with the old monk!

He was furious in his heart, but Young Master Wang showed a little flattering smile on his face, and recounted the conversation with the old monk just now.

"Hmph! It's just that I want to use the power of the head of the dart to put the last straw on this big banner alliance, and the good soldiers will take down the woman without blood!" Wang Yuan sneered at the corner of his mouth, showing contempt and disdain. Immediately, when he looked at Wang Meng again, his expression became even more cold, and he said sharply: "Only this once, not for example! You must know that it is just you, and you can't represent the Zhennan Dart Bureau! And the eldest master is still waiting for you in Beijing!"

After saying that, Wang Yuan walked away. However, Wang Meng couldn't control it anymore, his face was full of anger, and he looked at Wang Yuan's back with his hands clenched into fists.

"Aren't you a dog cultivated by my king? How dare you speak to me like this? Lao Tzu can't represent the Zhennan Dart Bureau? Lao Tzu can even represent the special Wanjian Tower and even the Sword Pool! What the hell are you, Lao Tzu is the only legitimate heir of this Wangsu, Zhennan Dart Bureau, Wanjian Tower, and Netherworld Sword Pool! You are so special, just talk to me like this! Wait for Lao Tzu to ...... later! Hmph! Even the uncle in the capital would not talk to me like that!" Of course, this passage was only silently recited by Young Master Wang in his heart.

......

"Amitabha, Lord Wang Xiaoshi has agreed. Master Lonely said to Zhu Wenyan.

Zhu Wenyan nodded without making any changes when he heard it.

At this time, a slight voice of disdain was heard. Then the golden-robed and big-sleeved Chi Xingzi finally stopped hiding it, but mocked nakedly: "Hahaha! I can't imagine that Zhu Wenyan, who killed the rivers and lakes with a sword in the past, is now obeying the words of a yellow-mouthed child. Hahaha! It's the only thing I've seen in all my years that makes me laugh so much. ”

Yikes!

Zhu Wenyan turned his head to look at the gold-robed and big-sleeved red star, and his eyes emitted a dazzling light like sword light.

And the gold-robed and big-sleeved Chi Xingzi had fiery eyes as if they were burning, and he looked at Zhu Wenyan without fear.

Bang!

Lightning hits the flames!

Seeing that, another 'spiritual' competition is about to begin.

Correct!

A piece of 'rotten wood' suddenly stood between the two.

The shape of the Tsing Yi hat was like a torrential rain, and it came between the two in an instant, blocking the two from looking at each other. In the same way, he also endured 'spiritual' attacks from both sides.

Kuchiki remained motionless, as if the two 'mental damages' that could instantly drive ordinary martial artists crazy did not hit him. Or is he now fighting against these two 'spiritual attacks'?

Zhu Wenyan narrowed his gaze slightly, turned around, and walked towards the team of dart masters, ignoring these eight people again. It's just that before leaving, his gaze lingered on the 'rotten wood' Chao Zhemu for a moment.

But at this moment, he already knew that this piece of rotten wood was about to break through to the Great Grandmaster level. Moreover, when he breaks through to the Great Grandmaster, he will continue to break through, because this person's temperament and exercises are all natural to sense this heaven and earth, and the closer he is to the 'heaven', the stronger he will become, but he will eventually become a piece of rotten wood.

"Amitabha, I wish the donor, we will be waiting for you at the helm of the Great Banner Alliance. The Silent Mage folded his hands and said to Zhu Wenyan's back, and then disappeared into the distant horizon again with the seven people.

"Boss, are we really going?" An Junxian asked after he opened his head and poked his head to watch the eight people disappear, and then came to Zhu Wenyan's side.

"Go! go and see how these so-called famous and decent heroes are bullying!" At this time, Zhu Wenyan's tone became clear, and his eyes narrowed slightly.

"Hey, hey, I've seen these guys through. What is famous and decent, it is all a place to hide filth and dirt. What martial arts heroes, not all of them are male thieves and female prostitutes. People with true temperaments like you and me are actually called evil demons by them. Hey......" Ahn Junxian said with a contemptuous smile on his face as he shook his head.