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0801 Battle in the powerful realm of heaven

 The light is dazzling, like the sun, blooming with brilliance.

Falling on Tang Long, Tang Long screamed, he roared, and a ball of flame bloomed all over his body.

Flames and brilliance intertwined, melted and offset, electric light flashed, lightning merged, stinging the eyes of everyone around them, and everyone couldn't help but retreat.

"Ha!" Hua Yingxiong scolded coldly, and suddenly, the light gradually went out.

Tang Long completely regained his composure. He stood there, his face slightly pale, and he looked like he was surviving a disaster.

Hua Yingxiong looked at the elder of the temple who took action, his eyes turned cold.

"Is the temple trying to interfere in our Hongmen's internal affairs?"

The great elder of the temple smiled slightly, looked at Hua Yingxiong and said slowly: "Hua Yingxiong! This is a lesson for our temple to teach Tang Long. This man ruined many things in our temple in Los Angeles. If he becomes the new leader of Hongmen, then,

Let’s settle the old and new accounts together. Today is the day when Hongmen splits.”

Split Hongmen?

After hearing this, the people around were all shocked and shocked.

This temple is determined to oppose Hongmen!

Are they sure that they can defeat the old leader of Hongmen and the heroes of China?

"Haha! The people in the temple are always so arrogant and arrogant! Although my Hua Yingxiong is old! But I can still hold the sword in my hand." Hua Yingxiong sneered and took a step forward.

Mr. Qiao was startled, and he hurriedly retreated behind the first elder and second elder of the temple.

"Uncle Master! You are already old! As the saying goes, a man can bend and stretch; he knows the current situation and is a hero! Surrender quickly, you still have a life to save! Otherwise, you will definitely be the ghost of the soul killed by the sword."

Mr. Qiao raised his neck and shouted, looking like he was winning.

Hua Yingxiong's face darkened, and he raised his palm. At this time, a ball of Gang Qi appeared on his palm.

Hua Yingxiong waved his hand, and this ball of energy went straight to Mr. Qiao.

Mr. Qiao's expression changed, and he hurriedly shrank behind the first elder and the second elder of the temple.

The great elder of the temple waved his hand, and the rapidly coming Gang Qi was pierced, causing the group to fall down.

"Hua Yingxiong, it seems that you still have illusions!" The elder of the temple slowly took a step forward, his face became gloomy.

"The temple is at war with our Hongmen, and we, the Hongmen, will accompany us!" Hua Yingxiong said deeply.

"Haha! Hua Yingxiong, you guessed it wrong! We came here to watch the ceremony! We don't want to start a war!"

"However! Mr. Qiao is the new leader of Hongmen who everyone expects! You are old and should have retreated behind the scenes. However, you are still stubborn and want your apprentice Tang Long to be the leader of Hongmen! This is nepotism and it is difficult to convince the public.

." The great elder of the temple said calmly.

The great elder of the temple had just finished speaking. Soon, among the people in charge of the Hongmen area and the big guys in the hall, many people shouted in agreement.

These people were all won over by Mr. Qiao and suddenly stood opposite Hua Yingxiong.

Mr. Chen from East Bay, Mr. Liu from Singapore, and Mr. Zhou from Ajia are all Mr. Qiao's confidants. Under their leadership, the branch in the Hongmen area suddenly became chaotic.

This scene fell in front of the surrounding forces, and everyone looked gloating.

Regarding the split of Hongmen, this is what all their forces want to see.

Only if Hongmen splits can people like them take advantage of it.

After hearing this, Tang Long's eyes sharpened. He glared at the chief elder of the temple and shouted angrily: "That's nonsense! It's not the turn of the old bugs in the temple to take care of our Hongmen affairs."

After hearing this, the great elder of the temple lowered his eyelids and said slowly: "Those who are disrespectful to the temple will be punished!...God's punishment!"

As he shouted out the Heavenly Punishment, suddenly, light fell from the sky towards Tang Long.

Seeing that Tang Long was about to be enveloped, Hua Yingxiong stamped his feet suddenly, and there was a sharp sound in the air, as if the space was torn apart, and the light suddenly disappeared.

The eyes of the great elder of the temple became more and more gloomy, and he said slowly: "Hua Yingxiong, I respect you as a great leader. However, you allow your disciples to be rude to us. Don't blame us for being ruthless."

As soon as he finished speaking, a group of martial arts masters took a step forward and walked to the opposite side of Hua Yingxiong.

These nearly ten martial arts masters are all masters gathered in the temple in Ami and East.

Their faces were as cold as ice and they were filled with evil spirits.

At this time, the second elder of the temple also took a step forward. He walked three feet across from Hua Yingxiong and stopped.

"Hua Yingxiong! Show your skills!" The second elder of the temple sneered.

Hua Yingxiong sneered and said slowly: "It's too much to bully others! Don't blame me for going on a killing spree."

"Haha! Hua Yingxiong, you are already old! The current era is no longer something you can control!" The second elder of the temple laughed with a look of disdain on his face.

After hearing this, Hua Yingxiong raised his eyebrows, and a flash of recollection flashed deep in his eyes.

I think back then, in the whole of San Francisco and the whole of America, who dared to turn against China’s heroes?

At his peak, who dared to speak arrogantly and treat him lightly?

Years pass by! Not only time disappears, but also the invincible confidence and fighting spirit!

Yes! He is old!

However, the belief and fighting spirit hidden in his heart will always be there!

Hua Yingxiong stared at the enemy, and his whole body suddenly burst into aura.

Black hair is flying, clothes are fluttering, and an invincible aura stirs up in Hua Yingxiong.

Suddenly, the entire audience felt a sense of suffocation, as if the weight of a mountain was overwhelming, causing everyone to hold their breath and not dare to move.

The great elder of the temple frowned and said slowly: "A breakthrough?"

With his words, the suffocation in the audience suddenly disappeared.

Everyone looked at Hua Yingxiong in shock and admiration.

Everyone heard what the great elder said just now.

In such a critical situation, Hua Yingxiong actually broke through the realm. This is simply a very terrifying training talent!

No wonder it is said that a century of Chinese heroes, a century of Chinatown.

With Chinese heroes here, Chinatown will always be invincible.

However, times seem to have changed.

Conservatism fades and globalization comes.

In the face of this great era, the heroes of the past may still be dazzling, but they are already old, their essence and blood have withered, and they have fallen before the invincible river of time.

This is an eternal law, no one can easily escape this fate!

Even gods will disappear in the ruthless river of time!

"Ha! So what if we break through? Hua Yingxiong, you still can't change this destined ending." The second elder of the temple said calmly, with an indifferent look on his face.

The stronger the enemy, the deeper the murderous intention in his heart.

The current Chinese hero must die!

Hua Yingxiong remained silent, his eyes becoming sharper.

At this time, a row of martial arts masters behind the second elder of the temple slowly stepped forward and were about to surround Hua Yingxiong.

When Tang Long and Hua Jianxiong saw them, they were shocked and shouted at the waiting Hongmen masters: "A battle of life and death! This is the moment! Let's fight!"

Soon, countless masters from Hongmen swarmed forward and blocked the path of a row of martial arts masters.

"Haha! You overestimate your capabilities!"

"A worm shakes a tree! It's so stupid!"

"You ants! They don't know the power of the pinnacle of martial arts!"

"Kill!"......

Soon, a great master of Eastern martial arts took action and punched a master from Hongmen.

Blood flowers were flying and falling all over the ground, which was shocking.

After the Hongmen disciples landed, they all died.

Dead!

When everyone around him saw it, their faces changed dramatically, they became pale and uneasy, and they all retreated.

Only the people of Hongmen are still like wooden stakes, standing at the forefront of the enemy, resisting attacks at the level of martial arts masters.

Soon, two more Hongmen disciples died.

This made Hua Yingxiong's face turn completely cold.

"Boom!" Hua Yingxiong punched and knocked back a group of martial arts masters. At this moment, he was disheveled and on the verge of going berserk.

The second elder of the temple retreated continuously. He was no match for Hua Yingxiong.

The great elder of the temple immediately stepped forward and confronted Hua Yingxiong.

Three masters of the powerful realm of heaven started fighting. In a moment, the roof was overturned and everything within a radius of ten feet was destroyed.

Countless people hid far away. They all looked at Hua Yingxiong fighting against the temple alone in mid-air, with expressions of emotion on their faces.

Below, Tang Long, Hua Jianxiong and other Hongmen masters fought against a group of martial arts masters from the temple. Because the enemy was too powerful, the Hongmen masters were defeated one after another and suffered heavy casualties.

This made the leaders and big bosses of the various regional branches of Hongmen unable to sit still. They all ordered their subordinates to join the battle group and began to resist the masters of the temple.

Mr. Qiao was shocked. He shouted to everyone: "Brothers, this is a personal grudge between Hua Yingxiong and the temple! It has nothing to do with our Hongmen! Everyone listen to my advice, don't do it! Don't do it!"

"Damn! This old guy is such a rebel! He is also a fool!"

"This person colludes with the temple! Wants to be the leader? Bastard! Unless I die."

"Kill this person! This person has disgraced our Hongmen!"......

Several people surrounded Mr. Qiao, who was so frightened that he immediately called his best friends Mr. Chen, Mr. Liu, Mr. Zhou and others.

However, seeing that these best friends had aroused public anger, they ran away far away and hid in the crowd.

It's important to save your life! No matter what the outcome is, they have no end, they just have no clue left. No matter who is the winner of the two parties, they will win over them.

The Hongmen branch joined the battle group, which immediately stabilized the situation, and the trend developed in Hongmen's favor.

The great elder of the temple frowned and suddenly said: "Let's start!"

The second elder of the temple nodded and suddenly roared.

The whistling sound stirred up the space, and a strong wind blew out of thin air. The sound spread far and wide.

The werewolf howls at the moon!

This is the magical power of the second elder of the temple! He was originally a werewolf! He has lived for hundreds of years! He has countless magical powers!

The strong wind blew so hard that it was difficult for people around to open their eyes. Suddenly, a response came from a thousand meters away. Soon, three figures flew from the sky. In the blink of an eye, they landed on the ground and stood in front of the great elder of the temple.

Next to the two elders.

"Chacha! Hua Yingxiong! Are you okay?" One person sneered, his voice full of resentment.

"Ha! It hurts when you fall when you stand too high! Hua Yingxiong, you will end up today too!" One person shook his head with a proud look on his face.

"Stop talking nonsense! Kill him!" one person said coldly.

The arrival of these three people made the battlefield suddenly darken.

In the sky, dark clouds began to cover this area.

The unusual sky scene made everyone feel horrified.

"People from the Priory! People from the Priory actually intervened! This... this is God's plan to exterminate Hongmen!"

"What? The Priory? Why? Why did they take action?"

"God knows! What is this for?"

"Hongmen is about to face destruction!"

"Yes! Hongmen has been prosperous for a long time, and it's time to come to an end!"......

People around were talking with shock.

They have already seen that the three people in the monastery are also powerful people in the heavenly realm.

Now, Hua Yingxiong alone has to face the siege of five strong men of the same level, and the chance of survival is zero!

At this time, two powerful men from the Heaven Realm of the Monastery joined the battle group and joined forces with the people from the temple to attack Hua Yingxiong.

"Haha! I'm going to teach the Hongmen juniors a lesson." The last cloister smiled and came towards the Hongmen masters.

He grabbed it with his big hand, and suddenly, Hua Jianxiong's body broke away from the battle group and flew towards the enemy involuntarily.

"Hey! Kill Hua Yingxiong's son first! Let him try the pain of losing a loved one." The strong man from the monastery sneered, with a cold and ruthless face.

Hua Yingxiong naturally saw this scene out of the corner of his eye. He roared, and suddenly, a flaming sword flew from the sky, pierced the space, and fell into Hua Yingxiong's hand.

Hua Jianxiong was completely free. His body fell to the ground, rolled, and returned to the battle group.

The red sword burned blazingly. This sword had defeated countless enemies and defeated the nameless ones in the East. Now that it is held in the hand, its power is even more powerful.

With a sword in his hand, Hua Yingxiong activated the Chinese Proud Jue. Suddenly, strong winds arose around him, and flames and stars flickered. Suddenly, within a radius of three feet, it became a burning space.

"No! This is the Chinese hero's proud decision of China!"

"Isn't the red sword broken? Why is it in his hand again?"

"Resist! Let's unite! Don't be defeated individually."

“God’s punishment!”….

The great elder of the temple roared, and the heavenly punishment descended.

Balls of light fell towards the Chinese hero, but like yellow leaves falling on the water, there was not a drop of waves.

The great elder of the temple frowned. He looked at the three men from the monastery and asked urgently: "Where are you great elders?"

The cloister secretly looked at each other, and the three of them were speechless!

At this moment, the space was burning more and more fiercely, and the five people trapped in it felt like they were going to melt.

The face of the great elder of the temple was ashen, and he murmured: "It seems that I need to use the forbidden technique! ...The left hand of God!"

Suddenly, a rotating black hole appeared behind the great elder of the temple, and a black hand slowly emerged from it.

The black hand is getting bigger and bigger, and soon it covers the whole world.

This is a black shadow hand, floating in mid-air.

The lines are so hard and cold, and the appearance is so dark and inky!

This palm seems to come from Jiuyou, from another world, and contains endless energy.

Lu Weidong looked at the black palm, his eyes became serious.

Black Hand is too scary! There is a smell of decay and death in it!

If someone said that this is the palm of death, Lu Weidong would not be surprised!


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