"I don't agree!" The woman in the audience shouted, this person is Liao Yuhu, the owner of the Hengzhou Mansion in Hunan, she was born with a big waist and a round waist, a straight nose and a square mouth, wearing clothes embroidered with the five poisonous patterns that symbolize the witch gate, without the slightest woman's charm, but a bit of the majesty of a strong man, she heard Miao Yan's words, angrily protested, and the body was vertical, came to the stage early, and confronted the two Miao brothers.

"Lord Liao, why are you doing this?" Miao Yan said with a smile, not seeming to take her seriously.

Liao Yuhu waved his hand and said, "Great Protector, you say that he is your biological brother, who would believe it? How can my thousand-year-old vein of the Wumen Sect fall into the hands of a person of unknown origin? Don't say that I don't agree, and neither will the thousands of disciples of the Wumen?"

Miao Yan put away his smile and said awe-inspiringly: "Okay, are you going to come according to the Wumen tradition?" Liao Yuhu opened his strange eyes and glared at Miao Yan and nodded.

"Okay, Liao Yuhu, the owner of the Hengzhou Mansion Branch, objected, and she personally competed with Miao Wu!" Miao Yan finished speaking, and retreated to the side.

Liao Yuhu and Zhang Zhenren, that is, Miao Wu, stood opposite each other.

Everyone doesn't know what will happen next, Liao Yuhu can be the master of the Hengzhou Mansion Branch, he must not be an idle person, and this man in black seriously injured Miao Worm with just one move, needless to say.

Under the gaze of everyone, Liao Yuhu made a move, she shook her body, took a step, closed her hands, and instantly the cold wind blew from the ground, a tiger roared, and a colorful tiger appeared on her head, with hair standing upright, teeth and claws, which shocked people's hearts.

Zhang Zhenren looked at Liao Yuhu coldly, he didn't seem to see the tiger at all, and he didn't have the slightest fear.

Liao Yuhu roared, the tiger flew up on all four legs, pounced on Zhang Zhenren, only to see that Zhang Zhenren did not use his weapon, only raised his hand, a black mist flew out of his hand, enveloping the tiger in the air, as if a ball of mucus firmly stuck to it, the tiger grabbed with its four claws, twisted its body, and still could not break free from the black fog, Liao Yuhu was frightened, hurriedly retreated, and after a while, the black mist was like a sharp tooth, and the strong tiger was swallowed to only a pair of terrible white bones, Zhang Zhenren raised his hand, put away the black mist, and the white bones fell to the ground in a hurry, and a Liao Yuhu was so shocked that a mouthful of old blood spurted out several zhang, and fell to the ground and died。

When the disciples of the Hengzhou Mansion branch saw that the altar master was dead, they were angry and wanted to go to the altar to join the other party, but they were secretly coerced by the disciples of the main altar, so they had to endure their anger and sit down.

When the stone saw Zhang Zhenren kill Liao Yuhu, he was so frightened that he covered his eyes with his hands, fortunately, the people around him were staring at the altar with full attention, but no one paid attention, the golden flower lady held the stone in her arms and said: "Don't be afraid, we have to find an opportunity to avenge Nan Jiyun!"

Everything on the altar was seen by Zhou Dianxian and the others, and he said to Master Canglang uneasily: "I didn't expect that Senior Brother Zhang's witchcraft is also so strong, Ling Yun has seen such a scourge like him, it's really a great misfortune." ”

Canglang Shitai shook his head and said, "We can't let him succeed, if he controls the Wumen, then the Dao Gate of the World will suffer a catastrophe, and Lingyunguan will bear the brunt." ”

"Uncle, aunt, why don't we go up immediately and kill the traitor who took refuge in the Wumen, no!"

Zhou Dianxian shook his head to stop his reckless behavior, and advised: "Don't be in a hurry, you must know that this is the Thunder Mountain Witch Gate where the dragon and the crouching tiger are hidden, and when the time comes, I will naturally be the first to clean up the portal for Master!"

Liao Yuhu is dead, no one in the audience dares to question it, Wang Wanfei sat on the seat with a short and fat body, with an unwilling look on his face, but he didn't have an immediate attack, quietly looked at Zhang Zhenren on the stage, as if he was guessing something.

Zhang Zhenren saw that things were gradually on track, and no one dared to question it anymore, so he laughed loudly and said: "Listen to the disciples of the Wumen, the old man Miao Wu, who was originally a person in the Wumen, but he has not walked in the Wumen for several years.

When the disciples in the audience heard this, they were all excited, as if they had seen the rich scene of the future brocade hat and ermine fur, carriages and horses, and groups of wives and concubines, and they all raised their hands to cheer: "Great wizard!

The cheers were deafening, the crowd surged, and the entire Thunder Mountain Great Altar fell into a frenzy.

Miao Yan and Miao Wu saw that the matter had finally succeeded, and smiled at each other.

Suddenly, someone in the audience shouted: "Wait! Lingyun Guan Zhang Zhenren, you have an old man here!"

Although the voice was not loud, the crowd quickly quieted down when they heard the three words Ling Yunguan, Miao Wu and Miao Yan couldn't help but be taken aback when they heard it, they didn't expect that someone would recognize Zhang Zhenren's identity so quickly, Miao Wu pretended to be puzzled, and sneered: "Who is in the audience shouting and slandering the old man!"

Zhou Dianxian, Shi Shi and others also secretly wondered who preempted them and pierced Zhang Zhenren's identity.

It was really Wang Wanfei who stirred up the situation, and a disciple walked out behind him, dressed in black, with a black cloth covering his face, leaving the crowd, going to the altar, and standing opposite Zhang Zhenren.

In the curious eyes of everyone, the man uncovered the black cloth, and the stone was taken aback when he saw the person's appearance, and almost screamed out, the golden flower lady hurriedly covered the stone's mouth, and the stone's body trembled with excitement.

Zhou Dianxian and the three of them were also surprised, and when they saw the true faces of the people on the altar, they froze in place in amazement.

The person who came was none other than Liu Guquan, an old Taoist of the Qing faction in Maoshan Mountain, his old face was weathered, wrinkled, and his beard was white, he glared angrily, pointed at Zhang Zhenren and said: "You are a real person who advocates Lingyun Guanguan, why are you pretending to be a Wumen Miao here, wanting to take the position of the great wizard?"

A bright moon rose into the sky, and the light of the moon was faint, pouring into the top of the thunder mountain, and the beam of light on the altar gradually moved to the center of the stone table, hanging down like a waterfall.

"Hahahaha!" Zhang Zhenren saw Liu Laodao, let out a burst of wild laughter, and said after laughing: "Lord Wangtan, where did you find the old farmer, sing and harmonize with you, slandering the old man!"

Wang Jianfei sneered in the audience: "I was in a hurry that day, I met this old Taoist, walked for a few days, and occasionally talked about Miaojiang Wumen, he frowned, and sighed secretly, I asked carefully, only to know that he was a descendant of the Shangqing faction in Maoshan, and you have this old thing, Zhang Zhenren, you are planning to enter my Wumen, what do you want?"