Chapter 1075 The powerhouses of the heavenly order gather!
The sudden scene made everyone present change their colors.
No matter how angry Tan Zhengxiong was, Xiaolong and Xiaohu would just hold Wang Xiunan aside and not dare to do anything to him.
However, as soon as this person appeared on the scene, he struck hard. Looking at Xiaolong and Xiaohu lying on the ground, it was obvious that he had suffered severe internal injuries.
"Wang Yue, you..." Tan Zhengxiong stared at the visitor coldly and said angrily, "How dare you hit someone here?"
However, the visitor ignored him at all and just asked Wang Xiunan: "Xiunan, how are you?"
"Dad, why are you here?"
Wang Xiunan looked overjoyed when he saw the visitor.
He had many concerns when facing Tan Zhengxiong. But his father was stubborn and directly injured the two losers.
So relieved!
"Xiunan, with your strength, those two dogs are no match for you, why don't you fight back?" Wang Yue asked.
"I'm afraid of hurting the harmony between the two families!" Wang Xiunan said.
"Why harm the peace? After tonight, there will be no Tan family in Dongjiang!" Wang Yue sneered.
"Wang Yue, what did you say?"
Tan Zhengxiong didn't expect what Xiao Chen said, that the Tan family was in big trouble, and he had a bad feeling in his heart.
"Tan Zhengxiong, we have been dealing with each other for so many years, but I never knew that you had an imperial order in your hand. You old fox, you hid it well!" Wang Yue looked at Tan Zhengxiong and said.
"Emperor's order?"
Hearing the words, some of the people present looked at a loss, while others' breathing was stagnant and they had other thoughts.
Even Song Zhelun looked very surprised after hearing this.
"Is the imperial order in the hands of Tan Zhengxiong?"
As a member of the Dragon Soul Twelve Palaces, Song Zhelun naturally knows more about the imperial order than outsiders.
With the departure of the incoming Dragon Emperor and Dragon Queen, great changes have taken place in the Dragon Soul Twelve Palaces. The top management has been divided into several factions in order to compete for power and profit.
Internally, everyone reached a consensus that those who get the emperor's order can take power.
In other words, the Dragon Soul Twelve Palaces, down to the substitute members, and up to the Lord of the First Palace, are all frantically searching for the whereabouts of the Imperial Order.
When he came to Dongjiang City this time, he actually heard that there were traces of imperial orders in Dongjiang City, so he planned to investigate secretly, and also take a look at Tan Qingxue.
But he never expected that the imperial order would be in Tan Zhengxiong's hands all along.
"This old fox knows that the emperor's order is extremely important to me, but he didn't mention it in front of me. He clearly doesn't regard me as one of his own!"
Song Zhelun felt a surge of anger at being deceived.
As long as he gets the imperial order, he will immediately become a popular person in the Dragon Soul Twelve Palaces, and he may even become the Lord of the First Palace.
"Wang Yue, don't talk nonsense!" Tan Zhengxiong remained calm and said, "I don't know what the imperial order you are talking about!"
"Scoff!" Wang Yue sneered, "No need to hide it. Not long ago, your mortal enemy Han Feng should have come to see you, right?"
"How do you know? Could it be..."
Tan Zhengxiong finally couldn't help but change his color.
Only Han Feng knew that he had the imperial order.
Han Feng has been working hard to deal with him. Revenge is only the second priority. The more important thing is to covet the emperor's order.
The last time Han Feng came here, he didn't even bring any of his subordinates, but only Grandmaster Meng. Apparently he was afraid of leaking the news about the emperor's order.
"Oh, do you really think Han Feng is a fool?" Wang Yue sneered, "When Han Feng came to you for revenge, he had already made two preparations. Once his revenge fails, someone will make the news of the emperor's order public.
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"Obviously, he did fail, and I think he was probably killed by you. But his back-up plan was started because of this. Anyone who had a problem with you or had a conflict of interest received an anonymous email, which recorded your
How to get the facts about the imperial order!"
"this……"
Tan Zhengxiong's mood hit rock bottom.
Such a cunning Han Feng, even if he died, he would have to fight against him.
"Tan Zhengxiong, hand over the imperial order, and the Tan family can be protected. Otherwise, the Tan family will be destroyed today!"
Suddenly, an arrogant voice was heard, and a powerful aura swept through the entire venue. Many people were so frightened that they collapsed to the ground.
"This aura far surpasses that of a grandmaster. Is it a heaven-level powerhouse?"
Tan Zhengxiong's expression changed with shock. He looked at the cold and proud figure that was almost flying in the sky, and his heart trembled.
A grandmaster is enough to control the life and death of the Tan family, let alone a heaven-level powerhouse?
In the past, Tan Zhengxiong would never have dared to think about being an enemy of a heaven-level powerhouse, but today I am afraid he will have to do it.
Moreover, there may be more than one heavenly person coming tonight.
"I've met my uncle!"
Wang Yue, who had been unruly just now, was now respectful and in awe in front of this heaven-level old man.
After all, Wang Yue was only at the ninth level of martial arts and was not even a master. He was as weak as an ant in front of a powerful person at the heaven level.
"Xiunan, why don't you come and meet your grand master uncle?" Wang Yuechong winked at Wang Xiunan.
Wang Xiunan suddenly woke up and quickly saluted respectfully: "Xiunan has met Grand Master Uncle!"
At this moment, Wang Xiunan was undoubtedly excited, and the previous depression and displeasure were all gone.
He actually has an uncle who is a heaven-level powerhouse. This is incredible!
For a heaven-level powerhouse, that was a height that he could hardly reach in his lifetime.
"Well, Wang Yue, your son is quite talented. He is much better than you were back then!" The heaven-level old man looked at Wang Xiunan approvingly and said.
"There is no doubt Xiunan's talent, but he lacks the guidance of a famous teacher. Uncle Master, you know I haven't learned any skills from my master. If I give Xiunan some guidance, I'm afraid I'll make a mistake for him!" Wang Yue said with a flattering smile.
"I understand what you mean. As long as I get the imperial order today, I will accept him as my disciple!" the heaven-level old man promised.
"Thank you, uncle!"
Wang Yue was overjoyed.
His martial arts path has been finalized, and it will be difficult for him to make any further breakthroughs in the future.
But the son still has a bright future. As long as he can live up to his ambition and find a famous teacher, he will definitely be able to shine in martial arts and revitalize the Wang family in the future.
"Thank you so much, Grand Master!"
Wang Xiunan was even more excited.
The instructor with the highest level of cultivation in the school is only at the Grandmaster level. How can he be compared with a heaven-level expert?
With the guidance of a heaven-level powerhouse, he is about to enter the realm of a master.
Thinking of this, he immediately couldn't help but shouted to Tan Zhengxiong: "Tan Zhengxiong, in front of my Grand Master, do you still dare to play tricks? If you are wise, please hand over the imperial order!"
"Today, I am sure to get the imperial order. Tan Zhengxiong, I advise you not to be stubborn!" The old man at the heavenly level also said coldly.
"Mu Fengqing, I'm afraid you won't be able to get the imperial order so easily tonight!"
Just when Tan Zhengxiong was in a dilemma, he suddenly heard a powerful aura that was not inferior to that of a heaven-level old man.
"Huh?" The Tian-level old man frowned and asked solemnly, "Who are you?"
At this time, Song Zhelun suddenly felt something and shouted with surprise: "Palace Master!"
When everyone present heard this, their expressions changed.
Song Zhelun is from the Twelve Palaces of Dragon Soul, and the identity of the palace master in his mouth is self-evident. (To be continued)