After the report, Captain Qian was greatly surprised when Elder Xue's majestic and slightly strange voice came from the intercom, "Let him in quickly and take him to Huiying Building."
"As commanded."
Captain Qian agreed and hurriedly ordered the Donghua Clan members who were full of anger, "Everyone, please disperse. If the Clan wants to see him, I will take him in right now."
The group of people looked at each other. This evil man was really familiar with the sect master. Could it be that Captain Qi let him kill him in vain?
Although they had doubts in their hearts, no one dared to disobey the military orders. They could only look at the boy in the car bitterly, get into the open jeep, and turn around to leave.
The main helm gate slowly opened, and Captain Qian drove an open-top jeep from the front, leading the Grand Cherokee into the yard and toward Huiying Building.
Huiying Building is the most majestic building in the Donghua Gate. It is 18 stories high and stands proudly like a giant. A couplet is hung at the door. The first couplet is "The ancestors talk about right and wrong, and we respect our brothers."
Righteousness," the second line is "No one is big or small in front of Huiying Tower, neither the rich nor the poor are bullied," and the horizontal line is four big characters, "A gathering of heroes."
The sun was scorching, and many members of Donghua Sect gathered in front of Huiying Tower. They stood opposite each other, holding long knives and intersecting in mid-air to form a knife array, which was more than 30 meters long. The sunlight reflected on the snowy Changdao Mountain, shining with a thrilling cold light.
.Obviously, this is a warning to the uninvited guests of Hua Men.
Two cars one behind the other stopped. Captain Qian got out of the car first, waved his hand and said, "Please, the door owner is waiting for the hero in the building."
Ximen Lang nodded, looking up at this towering building, sighing in his heart, no wonder Donghua Gate has been so prosperous in recent years, judging from the momentum of its chief helm, it has already surpassed Hua Gate by three points. Looking down, he looked
Seeing dozens of mighty men in front of him, as well as sharp long knives hanging in the air, he snorted coldly and thought to himself: I, Ximen Lang, am not someone to be frightened! Then he walked over with his head held high and his chest held high.
In an instant, Ximen Lang arrived in front of the first pair of swordsmen. Without stopping, he ran straight towards the two long knives.
"Whoa!"
The two long knives were lifted up and separated, hanging above Ximenlang's head, less than half a foot away from his head. They indeed had a strong intimidating effect.
Ximen Lang was secretly wary of the sword suddenly falling down, but with a nonchalant expression on his face, he walked slowly inside.
"Swish, swish, swish..."
Pairs of long knives were separated and hung above his head, forming a dangerous passage under the light of the sword. Ximen Lang always had a calm expression on his face, which made the swordsmen on both sides also amazed. They originally thought that this young boy was
You will be so scared that you wet your pants, but who knows, the other person is really bold and fearless.
After passing through the sword array, Ximen Lang entered the spacious hall inside, and saw that the furnishings inside were exactly the same as those in the Huamen Juyi Hall. There was a Taishi chair in the front, covered with a whole white polar bear skin, and the huge
The bear's head was hanging on the ground, its teeth bared, and its expression was ferocious.
Sitting on the Xiongpi Grand Master's chair was Xue Wensheng, the supreme leader of the Donghua Sect. He had white hair like snow, a cold face, and was wearing a white robe. He looked over with cold eyes. Behind him stood a handsome man.
The silver-haired girl, wearing a long black dress, is none other than Xuewei.
Seeing Ximen Lang's sudden appearance, Xuewei was shocked and her clear eyes widened. She never thought that Ximen Lang, who had just escaped from danger with her help, would appear in Huiying Building brazenly.
, and the person grandpa summoned all the senior leaders to wait for in a grand manner turned out to be him.
Ximen Lang seemed not to see Xuewei. The two were enemies at this time, so let everything in the past be wiped out!
There are several Taishi chairs on the left and right sides of the hall, and four people are sitting on the left. The leader is a man in his forties, who is as tall as an iron tower and has sinister features on his face. He is Qinglong, the leader of the four protectors of the Donghua Sect.
Next to him is a man about his age, with an ugly face and shining eyes. This is the second of the four protectors, the white tiger.
The third person is a woman in her thirties, with a graceful figure, a complexion as dark as chocolate, and a pretty face. This is Suzaku, the third of the four protectors.
The fourth one is a stout man with particularly thick and well-developed back muscles. He is about forty years old. He has a small nose, small eyes and small mouth on his small head, which is very inconsistent with his thick body. This is the last of the four guardians, Xuanwu.
Sitting on the Taishi chair on the right is the nine great men headed by Xue Mo, who are none other than the Nine Heavenly Kings of Donghua Gate.
Ximen Lang stood in the hall, letting everyone stare at him, and said loudly: "I am here, Ximen Lang, to pay a visit to Elder Xue Wen, the traitor of Hua Clan."
As soon as this statement came out, everyone in the audience was shocked.
Qinglong and the other thirteen leaders all stood up with anger and ferocious expressions on their faces, shouting: "Bold!"
The sound was like a loud bell, echoing in the hall. This momentum would probably scare the faint of heart to death!
Ximenlang smiled fearlessly and said, "Why, did I say something wrong? Wasn't Xue Wensheng the law enforcement elder of Huamen before? Wasn't he a traitor?"
"You're rude!" Xue Mo couldn't hold it in any longer and suddenly stepped forward, swinging his right palm to hit Ximen Lang.
Ximen Lang stood still and didn't move at all, watching helplessly as the opponent's palm struck fiercely at him.
Xue Mo was stunned for a moment, her palms were hanging in the air, she gritted her teeth and put them down, then returned to her original position.
Xue Wensheng looked at Ximen Lang, who was standing in the hall as calm as a green pine, and then glanced at his furious son. After such a comparison, he was extremely dissatisfied with Xue Mo's performance, and frowned and said: "You are in your forties.
As a human being, how come you don’t have any concentration at all? It’s hard for you to become a great person.”
Hearing his father reprimanding him in front of everyone, Xue Mo's face turned red, but he could not refute it verbally, so he could only sulky secretly.
Xue Mo stared at Ximen Lang's face with a sharp, penetrating gaze, and said: "Yes, you are right, I am indeed a traitor to the Huamen, but so what, the Huamen building is about to collapse.
It’s time to change the dynasty. In the future, if I, Donghua Clan, destroy your Hua Clan, then we will be the authentic Hua Clan.”
Ximen Lang sneered and said, "This is just a dream of yours. Unfortunately, you will never be able to realize this dream."
A look of disapproval appeared on Xue Wensheng's face, "Really? Let's wait and see. The elites of the Huamen are scattered. What else do you have? They are just a few old guys from Bajue and some incompetent new hall masters."
He stood up suddenly, spread out his arms, and said with a commanding aura: "My Donghua Sect is full of talents. We have four great protectors and nine heavenly kings. Who can match us?"