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Chapter 842

Everyone bowed their heads, then knelt down and shouted: "See the owner of the manor."

The owner of Chunyang Villa!

Yang Zhan!

More than ten years ago, he was already the strongest ancient martial arts master.

War Emperor’s cultivation level!

At that time, someone was dissatisfied with the leader of Chunyang Villa and came to provoke him, but Yang Zhan shouted that his soul was broken.

From now on!

The name of Yang Zhan has become a taboo in ancient martial arts, and no one dares to disobey the leader of Qizhuang.

A hundred years have passed!

Qizhuanghui!

Although this time, although it was a big competition, anyone with a discerning eye knew that what is the difference between the election of Qizhuang and whether to choose or not?

Yang Zhan is the well-deserved number one ancient martial artsman.

Yang Zhan waved his hand: "Xiaoyang, have you seen the changes in the astronomical phenomena last night?"

Yang Zhan's words came out of the crowd, and the person came with a hint of panic: "Master, our people were completely killed after they went to Long Kingdom."

"When I rushed there, I was also blocked."

"The person who took action to stop me should be the three strong men of the Dragon Kingdom. I can only return without success. However, it seems that there should be earth-shaking changes in the Dragon Kingdom last night."

Xiao Yang had a hint of panic on his face. He had not fulfilled the owner's instructions, which was a death sentence.

really!

As soon as his words fell, a cold light flashed on Yang Zhan’s face in front of him: “Waste!”

A waste.

Yang Zhan raised his hand and had a strong fighting spirit that exploded instantly.

Under this domineering aura.

Xiao Yang even retreated instantly, blood was also oozing from the corners of his mouth, and his face became even more frightened: "Prince of the Manor."

"snort."

Yang Zhan hummed lightly: "I can't do anything well. If it weren't for the time being to hire people, I'll destroy you."

Snorting coldly, Yang Zhan waved his hand: "Go to the competition venue to maintain order. No matter who you are, as long as you come to the territory of Chunyang Villa, you must not be rash. Anyone who disobeys."

"Kill without mercy!"

Yang Zhan ordered.

Xiao Yang instantly received the order: "Yes!"

Xiao Yang left, Yang Zhan turned around and snorted: "How is the person from ancient martial arts at present?"

After Xiaoyang's words fell, someone even walked out of the scene.

It was Bu Heng, the great elder of Chunyang Villa: "Return to the owner of the manor, the seven martial arts villages are currently out of the destroyed Zangjian Villa."

"Hundreds of people come to Chilian Villa!"

"Hundreds of people come to Juque Villa!"

"Fifty people come to Zizhu Villa!"

"Fifty people came from Baiwu Villa."

"One person comes to Bodhi Villa!"

"There are thousands of people in the other major sects."

Bu Heng's words are more respectful.

Xiao Yang frowned: "One person has only arrived in Bodhi Villa? Who is the person coming? How is his cultivation?"

Bu Heng subconsciously lowered his head and whispered: "The person from Bodhi Villa is an ordinary disciple, and he is only at the moment in his cultivation of the King of War!"

King of War?

Xiao Yang was so angry: "This group of bald monks didn't take me seriously?"

A cold light flashed in Xiao Yang's eyes: "How about the Dragon Kingdom?"
Chapter completed!
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