In a magnificent hall in Longyang County, at this moment, the breath that lingers in the hall is extremely obscure and powerful, making people shudder, it is a terrifying feeling that makes people's souls tremble and frightened, which is equivalent to death!

The hall is magnificent, carved beams and paintings, at least five meters long and diameter pillars support the entire magnificent hall, the eyes are put into the main hall, the tables and chairs are staggered, a strong man with extraordinary spirit sits on the wooden chair, in the scattered crowd of strong people, there is a figure that Yu Feng is very familiar with, it is the elder of the Blood Sect Blood Linglong, and in the other group of people, it is also a person that Yu Feng is familiar with, it is called the "eye of the hurricane" Phantom wind, such a vast crowd of strong people, all of them are strong people in the condensation realm.

In such a crowd, they were divided into two groups, and the sign on the robe belonged to the two factions of the Gyro Pavilion and the Blood Sect, it seemed that in this quiet Longyang County, the two factions of the Blood Sect of the Gyro Pavilion were finally going to make a move.

It is conceivable that if this Gyro Pavilion and the two factions of the Blood Sect are united, its goal will be to directly target another Longyang County force-Wudian~!

At the top of the main hall are the appearance of two old men, the thick breath fluctuates around his body, such a mysterious and complex breath, mixed with the power of life and death, seemingly old faces, but in fact, the pair of pupils at this moment are bursting out of incomparably hot and translucent light, like an eagle like a falcon, that gaze is breathtaking, and they can't look at each other.

The old man in the gray robe was the Gyro Pavilion Master Ximang, and on the other side, the old man in a gorgeous blood-colored satin robe, his eyes were full of bloodshot red, and in the red light, there was a faint stream of restless energy, this person was the sect leader of the Blood Sect, Yan Fei!

Judging from the breath of no rolling, the realm of the two is the legendary immortal and immortal Nirvana realm, which is similar to the strength of the black fat man of the Martial Palace, and in such a situation of similar strength, if the high-level leaders of these two factions join forces to jointly attack the Martial Palace, which has just stabilized the situation, I am afraid that the latter will not be able to bear it.

At this time, the Gyro Pavilion and the Blood Sect all had the madness of jumping over the wall, indeed, a hundred years ago, the Gyro Pavilion sprung up when it was about to reach the peak of Longyang County, but it was because of the appearance of Lei Yuan that they had to condescend to the Martial Palace, and a hundred years later, when the Gyro Pavilion tried to climb Longyang County again, the appearance of another person hindered their chance of domination, and that person was Yu Feng.

Compared with the first compromise, the Gyro Pavilion, which had been planning for so long, was obviously unwilling to wait this time, and they were unwilling to succumb to the second place in Longyang County, and they were determined to do something, so under the discussion of the high-level, they were determined to pull another unwilling super force, the Blood Sect, to fight against the Martial Palace together, in this way, the certainty of victory could not help but increase a few points.

Unexpectedly, this matter went very smoothly, the high-level leaders of the two sides hit it off, and they all agreed to such a plan, for the Blood Sect, they also have their own ambitions, and it is also beneficial for them to be able to unite to remove the Martial Palace, so why not do it? And on the surface, they are sure to make a profit and not lose money.

Although the Martial Palace is the pinnacle of existence in Longyang County, even the Gyro Pavilion that has been fighting against the Martial Palace has to admit this, but the gap between the two sides is not very large, as for the Blood Sect, there is also a certain gap with the Gyro Pavilion, if it is a single force, the two factions are not sure of winning in the face of the Martial Palace, but if they are united, whether it is theory or reality, I am afraid that the balance of victory will be tilted towards the Gyro Pavilion and the Blood Sect.

"Whether this matter is successful or not depends on the outcome of tomorrow!" In the main hall, Yan Fei, the head of the Blood Sect Sect, squinted his eyes, looked up at the ceiling of the main hall, knocked his fingers on the chair, and immediately took a sip of tea, and then let out a faint breath, looking at the gyro pavilion master Xi Mang on the other side and sighed.

"Haha, don't worry, after so many years, I think that according to the development of the law, the sky of Longyang County is about to change!" Hearing this, Simang Yang Bo laughed, rubbed his hands excitedly, and drank the tea in front of him.

"I hope so!"

Yan Fei grinned.

"Oh, why isn't Brother Yan confident? Maybe he's too careful. ”

Simão asked rhetorically.

"No, it's just that I'm just a little worried in my heart! It's not in the way, it's not in the way, it's been so many years, I'm sick, I'm old, and I'm still a young man's world in the future!" Yan Fei smiled and said with relief, and as he spoke, he cast his gaze on the many elders below.

"Haha, rest assured, after tomorrow, his martial palace will definitely be removed from this Longyang County!"

Simão was so excited that he almost patted his chest to reassure.

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In another part of Longyang County, in an attic of the Martial Palace.

The light was slightly dim, the atmosphere was extremely solemn, the three hall masters, the elders of each branch hall, and the black fat man of the martial hall hall master were all impressively listed, everyone's faces were extremely dignified, they clenched their teeth tightly and did not speak, and their eyes were a little straight.

"This group of people, don't you really know how many catties and taels you have? I think that my Martial Palace is afraid that they will not succeed? If they want to fight, they will fight!" An elder of the Soul Palace, a middle-aged man, slapped the table in front of him fiercely, and the tea on the table splashed a lot because of that strength, and then stood up and said angrily.

"Yes, just him~!"

Whoever is afraid of whom!Whoever offends my martial palace, kill, kill!" ......

The anger of the Soul Hall elder also completely ignited the anger in the hearts of the elders of the entire main hall, spreading like a plague, full of hatred and anger for the shameless behavior of the two factions of the Gyro Pavilion and the Blood Sect, all expressing a thought, war!

The elders of these three major halls that compete with each other on weekdays seem to be in a group at this moment, and they have become a theme, after all, each branch hall is also a part of the Martial Palace, and at the moment of life and death, that kind of powerful cohesion is really unimaginable, and I dare not imagine.

Looking at the angry elders below, even the faces of the three hall masters were not good-looking, and the anger in their hearts could be imagined, as for the black fat man, compared to the humor that Yu Feng had known in the past, it was funny, and even revealed a trace of cunning, but it was completely absent at the moment, it was more like a superior person who controlled the big faction, and there was no emotion on his face, which was unpredictable.

The angry shout and roar continued, whether it was the three hall masters or the black fat man, they were all allowed to develop at the moment, without the slightest intention of stopping it, just listening quietly, watching, and tapping their fingers on the table in front of them.

After a long time, the angry voice finally became weaker and weaker as time passed, until it disappeared, and the entire hall fell into silence again, the hall masters and elders glanced at each other at this moment, and the next moment they all fell on the black fat man above.

There is no doubt that this black fat man is the soul, brain, and helmsman of the entire Martial Palace, and his decision and determination are still the most important.

Fighting or not fighting is only between the thoughts of the black fat man, although the daily black fat man is extremely mysterious in the eyes of the disciples of the martial palace, but in the eyes of Yu Feng, he is extremely lively, and even his personality tends to be a child, but on top of this big situation, the aura of the superior who rules the overall situation is always displayed, and he is generally at the top of Mount Tai, and there is no emotional fluctuation on his black face.

With the quietness of the atmosphere of the entire hall, everyone focused their eyes on the black fat man, after all, he was the first person to choose, even if it was the three major hall masters who were high and majestic and domineering on weekdays, they were silent at the moment, waiting for the decision of the black fat man, after all, this matter was very important, but the big war between the sects, and even the fate of the entire sect, as well as the fate of the entire martial hall disciples, was naturally cautious, cautious, and cautious!

"Ahem, everyone, now, it is a foregone conclusion that the two factions of the Gyro Pavilion and the Blood Sect will join forces, and if they fight, they are destined to pay a painful price, if they don't fight, they can certainly save some of the strength of the sect, but it is undeniable that this Longyang County may no longer be our world in the future!

The black fat man stopped tapping on the chair, and then slowly stood up, his eyes scanned, and swept the expressions of every martial hall elder and hall master into his pupils, his lips moved slightly, and his voice was calm, but every word was so sonorous and powerful, knocking on the soul.

"Fight! Defend the dignity of my martial palace!"

"Battle~!"

"Fight!"

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The sound came like a tide, the mountains roared and the tsunami came, and the entire hall was filled with this kind of heart-shaking shout, there was no doubt that the actions of the two factions of the Gyro Pavilion and the Blood Sect had already made the hearts of the strong people of the Martial Hall angry.

It is undeniable that the black fat man's means, a simple sentence, will arouse everyone's inner feelings, and the soaring fighting spirit is suffocating.

"That's right, my martial palace has stood in this Longyang County for thousands of years, and it has been weathered, what kind of battle is it this time!"

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The voice below is higher than Lang, obviously, the result of this discussion is very clear, compared with the momentum of many high-level martial arts halls, the black fat man is extraordinarily calm, his eyes do not move, the whole person is extremely silent, the black fat hand, slowly took a sip of tea, staring at the high-level martial arts below, no one knows what he thinks in his heart.

For the black fat man, for the Wudian, this is a gamble, a small gamble to win, for the Wudian people, they can escape, but this means to give up the current one, not only that, but also the country will be martyred in the day of indefinite life, Gyro Pavilion, the Blood Sect will not imitate them, endure the constant pursuit, upside down, and the battle, but the winning side is very small, in this case, the black fat man chose the latter, just gamble!