For the people of the Ancient Witch Clan, those with the blood of Yan and Huang flowing in their bodies are sworn enemies.
As soon as the high priest finished speaking, the faces of Gang Leader Ning and others present changed drastically.
"Everyone, don't be deceived by him. He wants us to kill each other and then deal with you! If you agree to him, you are seeking the skin of a tiger!"
Gang leader Ning shouted loudly.
"Don't worry, it won't do me any good to kill you all. If you don't believe it, I will swear an oath in the name of the patron saint Zhulong."
The high priest said calmly.
The great Malay wizard nodded: "In the tradition of the ancient witch clan, if you swear by the candle dragon, you will definitely not lie. The candle dragon is their belief, and they will not do anything to betray the candle dragon."
At this point, the Southeast Asian masters present were all a little excited.
Resistance is a dead end.
Cooperation still has a glimmer of hope.
"I wonder what you, the Ancient Witch Clan, want to do?"
At this time, the Great Elder Shen Yizhou asked.
His behavior was very calm, and he was not afraid in the face of danger. This alone made him worthy of being the great elder of the Nine Heavens Sect, and someone who had followed a first-grade grandmaster.
"It's okay to tell you, I will gather the strength of all Southeast Asia to start a war with China!"
In a few words, the high priest described a grand plan for hegemony to everyone, "I have cultivated my spiritual power and mastered the art of soul-catching. As long as I use the power of soul-catching, I can control the top leaders of Southeast Asian countries and make them do as they are told."
His soul-stirring technique is difficult for even the master-level experts to resist, let alone those at the top of the government.
Even though the top leaders of the government hold high positions, they are just ordinary people.
Everyone has no doubt that he definitely has the ability to do such a thing.
"No wonder you want to win over these Southeast Asian masters. By using their power, you can get closer to the top leaders of Southeast Asian countries."
Shen Yizhou nodded.
These Southeast Asian masters present are basically guests of various governments. For example, the ancient Muay Thai champion Barma is the national master hired by the King of Thailand. There are other masters who also have huge backgrounds.
"Hmph, even if you can gather the power of the entire Southeast Asia, you are still far from China's opponent. What can a bunch of ragtag people do?"
Gang leader Ning snorted coldly.
China is a powerful country in the world, with millions of troops and super weapons such as nuclear weapons. Small countries in Southeast Asia, bundled together, are probably no match for a single military region of China.
"Who said my purpose is to win? I just want to stir up chaos and make China uneasy and fall into war!"
The high priest's voice was as cold as ice, "Do you really think that because I don't understand the world today, China has no enemies? I dare say that once a war breaks out, the Western world will definitely not miss this good opportunity."
After hearing his words, everyone was convinced.
The competition among several world powers today is quite fierce and they are fighting overtly and covertly.
Especially in recent decades, China has risen rapidly, catching up with and surpassing a group of established Western powers in terms of economy and military.
How can the Western countries sit back and watch China catch up and surpass them?
Once Southeast Asia starts a war with China, the Western world will definitely take advantage of it and add insult to injury.
Especially today's world hegemon, the big country called the "lighthouse" by countless people, is extremely hostile to China.
"Everyone, how are you thinking?"
The high priest glanced at the entire audience.
"In troubled times, I like it!"
The great Malay wizard grinned and was the first to express his opinion. His character has always been murderous.
"I can't wait to see a big war. Heroes emerge only in troubled times. What's the point of peace?"
"Blood, war, killing, the weak eating the strong, this is what the world should be like!"
Other masters in Southeast Asia have expressed their stance one after another.
The Southeast Asia they live in has always been chaotic, and growing up in such an environment has resulted in their characters being more or less distorted.
Even if there are a few people who love peace, if they don't agree now, they will die. How should they choose? Do they still need to hesitate?
In an instant, a series of eager eyes looked at Shen Yizhou, the old gang leader Ning and others.
"It seems we must fight."
The old gang leader Ning looked ugly.
There were three Chinese masters present, namely him and Shen Yizhou, as well as another Chinese nicknamed the Ape King, Liu Yuanfei.
He and Shen Yizhou were at the second level, and Liu Sarutobi was at the third level, and there were about ten opponents. No matter how you looked at it, this was a war with no chance of winning!
"Are the two elders fighting to the death with me, or..."
Shen Yizhou was about to ask the two elders behind him.
These two elders are masters he recruited from Southeast Asia.
Unexpectedly, the two elders suddenly struck out like lightning and punched him hard on the back: "I'm sorry, Elder Shen, we are just trying to protect ourselves. It's not my fault. You are Chinese, right?" !”
"not good!"
Gang leader Ning changed his face in shock.
Although Shen Yizhou is a second-grade grandmaster, facing the sneak attacks of two third-grade masters, he would not die but would be seriously injured.
They were already at a disadvantage, and if they lost another Shen Yizhou now, they would be even less of a match.
But what everyone expected was.
Shen Yizhou actually looked indifferent to the pain.
"Well, foreigners are indeed unreliable. That's right. You Southeast Asian monkeys, how can you understand what Ren Yili Zhixin is? But our Jiutian Divine Sect has always had a rule that betrayers will be killed without mercy! Since you dare to betray me, Then go to hell."
The voice fell.
Shen Yizhou's momentum suddenly changed.
He turned out to be an old man with a cane, and he looked like he would fall if the wind blew.
But now, he raised his head, roared wildly, jerked his spine, and the muscles all over his body bulged and spread out.
His whole body suddenly turned black and green, swollen, his bones and muscles were pulled out and his muscles were stretched out, he was engorged with blood, and he grew to more than two meters tall, looking majestic and looking down on the world!
This change shocked many masters present.
He was originally hunched over, not even 1.5 meters tall, but in an instant he turned into a giant over two meters tall, with black and blue all over his body and bulging muscles. He became a man stronger than Tyson. Such a change, It’s like a ghost!
His backhand was two punches.
With a body like a giant spirit god, it wielded arms as thick as logs and iron fists as big as alms bowls, and struck at the two masters.
The air in the entire space swirled violently, so much so that the bodies of the two Southeast Asian masters were suppressed in place, as if entangled in a whirlpool. They were unable to escape and could only watch the huge fists coming.
In the shocked eyes of everyone, the violent fist, accompanied by a "rumbling" sonic boom, was like a huge meteorite that pressed past.
"Bang!"
The two great masters could only cross their arms to block their chests, but in the face of this unstoppable punch, it was completely useless.
Their arms were instantly broken, their chests were dented, their internal organs were shattered on the spot, and they died.
The two masters were beaten to death by this punch!
For a moment, the place was silent.
It took a while before anyone reacted.
"Qualified first grade?"
At this time, Shen Yizhou's combat power definitely exceeded that of an ordinary second-grade fighter, reaching a level close to that of a first-grade fighter.
Although a quasi-first-grade master is far inferior to a true first-grade master, he is enough to sweep everything under the first grade and is invincible.
"Shen Yizhou is such a well-hidden person."
Many Southeast Asian masters were all frightened and angry.
They already knew that Shen Yizhou was a very sinister person and often did evil things, but they didn't expect that he would hide it so deeply.
"No wonder that in the Skyfall battle in China, even the first-grade Grand Master Luo Shenyue fell, but you survived."
Shen Yizhou now is completely different from before.
"You don't have to look at me like this. I'm alone in this foreign country. What if I don't take precautions? What if I get hurt? People's hearts are sinister. Look at these two Southeast Asian masters. They are so bad that they have sores on their feet. , you actually rely on deception and sneak attacks on my eighty-nine-year-old man, you really don’t have martial ethics."
Shen Yizhou clicked his tongue and said, as if he was always trying to harm me.
Everyone's eyelids jumped when they heard this, you shameless old guy.
You are a second-grade grandmaster, who dares to harm you?
Moreover, even if these two masters attacked you sneakily, the way you looked before, wasn't it like you were 'fishing'?
Pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger, a wolf in sheep's clothing, I'm talking about you, old guy!
"Everyone, I will take the first step, and I will not accompany you."
Shen Yizhou smiled coldly, moved like a gust of wind, and quickly retreated.
He knew that even if he showed a quasi-first-level power, he would not be able to stop so many people from joining forces, and what he feared the most was the high priest's soul-stirring technique.
Seeing him leaving, other grandmasters did not dare to pursue him. He just killed two grandmasters instantly. Although it was unexpected, it was enough to prove his strong strength.
"Haha, he can't leave."
The high priest looked on coldly, not caring about Shen Yizhou's departure, as if he had some unknown trump card.
And the old gang leader Ning's face became extremely ugly.
As soon as Shen Yizhou left, his pressure became even greater.
"Lao Yang, Hua Ying, the three of us are probably going to be in trouble today. I'll see if I can hold them back later. Lao Yang, just try to take Hua Ying away."
Gang Leader Ning gave a wry smile and showed his determination to die.
"Grandpa, I won't leave, I want to stay with you!"
Although Ning Huaying was scared, she refused to live alone. How could she let her grandfather die alone?
At the same time, her eyes subconsciously looked towards Zheng Hua.
"Zheng Hua."
She screamed, her eyes pleading.
A flash of unbearability flashed in Zheng Hua's eyes, and he looked at the ancient Muay Thai boxing champion Barma, but before he spoke, Barma guessed his thoughts and said coldly: "Zheng Hua, with your status, what kind of woman can't be found?" ?It’s just a woman, don’t make a mistake!”
Zheng Hua trembled, knowing he had no choice, so he could only sigh: "Yes."
As he said that, he turned his head away from looking at Ning Huaying.
Ning Huaying's heart suddenly became cold to the bone, and she laughed miserably.
"So the words you said to me before and the vows you made were all false?"
In the past, Zheng Hua said countless beautiful words of love in order to pursue her.
What will protect her forever, share life and death, share hardships, even sacrifice one's life for her, etc.
It's a pity that when life and death are really at stake, those vows made in the past suddenly become a mirror image.
"Grandpa, I won't leave. I am from the Ning family and your granddaughter. I will never be greedy for life and afraid of death!"
Ning Huaying said decisively.
"Okay, okay, she is indeed my granddaughter. Even if I, a member of the Ning family, die, I will die in a majestic battle!"
Gang leader Ning laughed heartily.
Both of them were prepared to die, but Uncle Yang still had some hopes at this time.
"Gang leader, maybe we don't have to die, we still have a chance!"
"Opportunity? It's impossible. Even if Shen Yizhou stayed, the chance of winning was less than 10%." Old gang leader Ning looked helpless.
"No, maybe he can save us."
Uncle Yang looked at Li Wenchan, bent down, bowed deeply, and said, "Little brother, you promised me that you would protect our lady, and please take action to suppress all enemies!"