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Chapter 273 Beheaded by a Sword?

Facing these two people, Wang Shuo remained silent and just stared at them.

"If the ancestor doesn't agree... we have no choice but to bury us nearby after we die," Shen Yang said.

"Oh? Have you thought about death?" Wang Shuo looked at Shen Yang playfully. These two people ran away when Daoshan was surrounded, but he was angry at that time.

But after these two people left, they came to the Nanman Palace again and wanted to help save people. They were not too bad, at most they were afraid of death.

It would be a pity to kill him like this, not to mention that when he was not in Daoshan, it was these two people who were busy building Daoshan.

"Okay, I'm not a murderer. You two can leave. Of course, if you still want to come back to Daoshan, that's fine, but you have to start from an ordinary disciple, who is quite an elder. I'm afraid that's impossible." Wang

Shuo said calmly.

"What? Ancestor...you, won't you kill us?" Shen Yang and Zhi Ling all showed joy, and finally knelt down again: "Ancestor is willing to let us go. We are extremely grateful. We don't dare to think about continuing to be elders.

I just want to be a pawn of Daoshan and continue to serve Daoshan."

Wang Shuo nodded and looked at Man Yuan. This man was willing to risk his own life to help Shen Yang. He was a kind-hearted person and was not afraid of death. He could stay by his side. Thinking of this, he asked: "Man Yuan,

Are you willing to be the Lord of the Barbarian Palace?"

"Master of the Barbarian Palace? Me?" Man Yuan scratched his head and looked at the Taoist in Qingyi in front of him in disbelief. It had only been a while since he had met him.

Isn't it too hasty to give him the position of Nanman Palace Master?

As everyone knows, the position of the leader of the Nanman Palace is just an insignificant position for Wang Shuo. Anyway, the Nanman Palace will directly belong to Daoshan in the future.

Even if they really rebelled, Wang Shuo could come to suppress them. What's more, Yaochi will become the Holy Saint in a short time. By then, she will be in charge of Daoshan without him even needing to take action.

What he really liked was Man Yuan. When Daoshan was besieged, he finally saw it clearly.

Many monks and disciples are unreliable. At critical moments, they all run for their lives. How many of them really dare to stay?

At critical moments, people with such affection are still needed.

"Brother Manyuan, hurry up and agree. The ancestor values ​​you, don't miss the opportunity." Shen Yang, who was next to him, quickly pulled Manyuan.

Man Yuan then scratched his head, but when he stretched out his hand, he saw that it was covered with flesh and blood that had been mauled by Long Po and Man Shan. It was so shocking that he couldn't help grinning in pain.

Wang Shuo looked at it funny, took out a drop of three-color divine water, and threw it into Man Yuan's mouth. After a while, Man Yuan's injuries began to heal quickly.

Seeing this, Man Yuan finally knelt down on the ground: "Since the ancestor likes me, then I will be the master of this palace. If I don't do well, the ancestor can remove me from my position at any time. I have no complaints."

.”

"Okay, I'll say it. I'll give it to you with spit and nail. I won't remove you from your position again." Wang Shuo shook his head, and finally entered the Nanman Palace under the respectful welcome of a group of people.

Not to mention, although the people in Nanman Palace are barbaric, the place is really well done and the scenery is very beautiful.



…………

Broken Dragon Mountain.

A figure stumbled and rushed in in a panic.

There was still a look of shock and incomparable fear on his face.

The master of Duanlong Mountain, ‘Xing Zhu’, is discussing with his men the situation in the outside world, as well as the forces and resources that can be annexed.

Prepare for what's next.

These resources are all the basis for whether Duanlong Mountain can go further. Whether it is against the Arakuru River or the Nanman Palace, they will not give in!

"Everyone, in addition to the Holy Court and the Tang Dynasty, what do you think of the surrounding small countries and small forces?" Xing Zhu asked.

A gentle man below said: "Mountain Master... If we annex them all, I am afraid that outsiders will not agree. We have taken the Holy Court and the Tang Dynasty. If we don't leave a mouthful of soup, it will be..."

"Haha, even if we don't give soup to others, what can they do? We at Duanlong Mountain are not vegetarians, not to mention that we are now in short supply of resources, and the number of saints is constantly expanding. If we don't have more resources, we may not be able to support them.

Get up." An old man in black robe said.

And Xing Zhu also nodded: "We have swallowed up all the small countries around us. With the strength of Duanlongshan, even if others have objections, they dare not make trouble. What's more, we are not doing charity, so we will take what we should take."

.”

While everyone was talking, the stumbling figure outside had already flown over half of the Duanlongshan Mountains, and without the saint guarding the gate noticing, he crashed into the main hall.

When the saint outside rushed in and wanted to arrest the man.

But someone recognized it.

"Isn't this Lu Feng? Didn't you go to the Nanman Palace with Long Po to conquer Daoshan? Why are you back?" It was the feminine man who spoke.

Lu Feng swallowed and raised his hands: "No... don't touch me, I have something important to report..."

"Is there something important? Is there anything that can't be discussed after the discussion is over? Lu Feng, you are becoming more and more unruly." The old man in black robe said solemnly.

"I...it's not that I don't have rules, it's actually...this matter is of great importance, related to the life and death of Duanlong Mountain." Lu Feng said tremblingly.

"Life or death? Then tell me what it is." The old man in black robe asked.

"That's right, it's about Daoshan..."

Lu Feng swallowed, as if recalling the terrifying thing, his pupils shrank slightly and said: "The master of Daoshan... has entered the Nanman Palace!"

"What? The master of Daoshan was named Nanman Palace? Is he crazy? So, this person has been killed by Nanman Palace now?" asked the feminine man.

"Haha, Nanman Palace is not a vegetarian. I'm afraid this person will die miserably." Some people shook their heads.

Even Xing Zhu said in a deep voice: "This is difficult to handle. The master of Daoshan was killed by people from the Nanman Palace. If they ask for more resources, we may be a little passive."

From beginning to end, a group of people never thought that something had happened to the Nanman Palace.

Lu Feng, on the other hand, slapped the table next to him and shouted: "What time has it been? Are you still thinking about dividing the resources? The master of the Nanman Palace was far away and was killed with a sword. The five thousand saints brought by Long Po,

There are also five thousand saints from the Nanman Palace who are about to go on an expedition, but they are trapped by Master Daoshan’s four sword formations, and they are killed until they cry for their fathers and mothers!”

"What?"

These words directly blinded everyone on the spot.

Man'er was...killed with a sword?

Hiss~

A group of people took a breath and looked at each other with disbelief in their eyes.

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