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Three hundred and seventieth chapters come one after another

"He is really an ancient warrior from Tianshan!!!"

Hearing the names of the group of men in white reporting to the Taoist boy at Baiyun Temple confirmed the suspicions of everyone present.

"The Tianshan Mountains are really like snow, and the white clothes are fluttering!"

"These ancient warriors are so elegant!"

"It is also one of the three mountains of Guwu. I don't know where they are compared to the group of barbarians in Changbai Mountain!"

When I saw this group of ancient warriors dressed in white, all of them were handsome men and women, and they even nodded politely to everyone.

For a time, many onlookers had polarized feelings towards the ancient warriors from Changbai Mountain and Tianshan Mountain, with clear lines of love and hate.

Later, Kunlun Mountain, one of the three mountains of Guwu, and Bu Zhimen, one of the five sects, also sent people to Baiyun Temple, causing quite a stir.

"It's really incredible! In today's battle, almost half of the people from the ancient martial arts world are here!"

“I really don’t know who this secular person who dares to accept Gu Wu’s challenge is!?”

Just when people from all walks of life gathered at Baiyun Temple.

Shuntian Prefecture and Yanjing Guard also mobilized a lot of manpower and sent them specially to maintain order.

The Yanjing Guards are in charge of the outside, and the guards of Shuntian Mansion are in charge of the inside.

At this time, Hua Junyang, the governor of Shuntian Prefecture, was busy walking around Baiyun Temple. He found that Baiyun Temple was so big and there were so many people coming to watch the battle this time that the few people he brought were a bit stretched and not enough.

used.

It happened that at this time, I received another important call.

"Jun Yang! I heard that your Shuntian Mansion is responsible for the order and security of this Baiyun Temple competition?"

"Then you have to do me a favor - no matter what, you must protect my brother Ye Feng, and you must not let those ancient warriors kill him!"

The caller was none other than Han Shanhe, the God of War in Qingzhou who had known Ye Feng for eight years.

After learning that his sworn brother Ye Feng was going to fight the Seventh Guwu clan in Baiyun Temple.

Han Shanhe originally wanted to come to cheer and sit down, but he was busy with military affairs and could not act at will.

I had no choice but to call Hua Junyang, the governor of Shuntian Prefecture, and ask him to help take care of it to avoid accidents.

"Han God of War!" Hua Junyang said with a bitter smile, "You should also know that Quanzi is Ye Feng's apprentice. Needless to say, our Shuntian Mansion is naturally on Ye Feng's side."

"But this time, we are facing masters from the ancient martial arts world. It is equivalent to a fight between gods. The guards under me may not be of much help."

Han Shanhe said: "But you are the governor of Shuntian Mansion with a prominent status. If something unexpected happens, if you stop there, who among them will dare to make a move?"

"No matter how strong the ancient warrior is, he must not act recklessly when facing the emperor's feet and the imperial officials!"

Hua Junyang was unsure: "I hope they can sell me this face by then."

"In short, Ye Feng is your adopted brother and also my benefactor. I will do my best to protect him. Don't worry."

After putting down the phone, Hua Junyang was at a loss.

Then he went outside Baiyun Temple and bumped heads with Jin Xuyi, the commander of the Yanjing Guard who was maintaining order outside.

"Master Jin, you are the strongest here. If something goes wrong in my place later, you have to bring people to support me immediately!"

Jin Xuyi said seriously: "Don't worry, Huafu Yin, I'll be here when you call me!"

After talking to Jin Xuyi, Hua Junyang felt relieved for the time being and returned to Baiyun Temple.

Hua Jun Yanggang left not long ago.

Jin Xuyi suddenly noticed that among the constant flow of visitors, there were a few more uninvited guests.

The man at the head was dressed in wealth, smoking a cigar, with a slicked back hair, and was followed by a group of bodyguards, many of whom were master-level experts.

"Master Jin?"

"It's our first time meeting you. Nice to meet you!"

Jin Xuyi's eyes just fell on that group of people.

As a result, the man with the big back walked towards us.

"Who are you?" Jin Xuyi asked with a frown.

The big-backed man smiled and said: "Donghai, Huang Jinbiao!"

Jin Biao!?

As soon as these words came out, everyone around was shocked and looked sideways.

You may have never been to the East China Sea, but there will definitely be no one who doesn’t know Huang Huang Biao’s name.

This is the boss of the famous black market!

"Huang Huang Biao!?" Jin Xuyi's expression also changed slightly, "Are you the boss of the black market?"

"Don't dare!" Huang Jinbiao said with a smile, "The black market has complex components, and I'm just the boss on the surface, hiding from others."

"Boss Huang's visit this time is not just for watching a competition!"

Jin Xuyi once took care of the black market pear garden, so she had a grudge with them and was even assassinated by them.

Therefore, Jin Xuyi wondered if Huang Jinbiao's visit this time was for her.

"Haha!" Huang Jinbiao smiled and said, "I'd like to take the liberty of asking you to treat Mr. Jin to a simple meal after this is over. Can you give me a favor?"

"We had some misunderstandings before, and we hope that we can resolve these misunderstandings at the dinner party."

Jin Xuyi flatly refused: "We have different paths, so we don't want to work together!"

"I have no interest in dining with people like you, and I will never compromise with you. Just give up!"

"I will investigate the black market in Liyuan all the way to the end! All those who violate laws and disciplines will be brought to justice!"

Upon hearing this, Huang Jinbiao's face changed drastically, and his back molars gritted loudly.

The group of bodyguards behind him immediately took a step forward.

At the same time, the surrounding Yanjing guards quickly gathered over.

The two sides are facing each other tit for tat and are on the verge of breaking out.

After a long while, Huang Jinbiao waved his hand and motioned for those around him to step back.

"Master Jin, what a courage! What a courage!"

"Then let's go across the sea as the Eight Immortals and let each of us show his talents!"

With that said, Huang Jinbiao sneered and left.

"Sir!" Adjutant Yin Hongzhuang stepped forward and asked, "Will you send someone to keep an eye on them?"

"No need!" Jin Xuyi shook his head, "Mind the things in front of you first."

It was not until the guests came in one after another, the gate of Baiyun Temple was closed tightly, and the Yanjing guards patrolling outside could heave a sigh of relief.

"Huh...fortunately nothing happened." Yin Hongzhuang glanced towards the mountain, "The duel should start soon. I really want to go in and have a look, it must be exciting!"

Jin Xuyi said: "After the work here is finished, I can just watch here. You can lead a team of people to go in for inspection and help Shuntian Mansion to maintain order."

"Just now Caifu Yin also came to see me, hoping that we can cooperate with their internal work. You will bring people in later, and if anything happens, notify me immediately!"

"Thank you, sir!" Yin Hongzhuang was very surprised. She could finally enter the Baiyun Temple and see the ancient martial arts competition.

"I wonder who the person who dares to compete with the ancient martial arts this time is! On behalf of your lord, I will give you a sneak peek!"


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