Who doesn't know how powerful a top master is in intimidation?
Outside the main hall, Shura Dao Wanquan listened to Leng Tianxing's words with a hint of murderous intent in his eyes.
The other party clearly regards the Shura Gang as a tool for his promotion.
When a tiger is introduced, Leng Tianxing will naturally become the tiger's number one confidant.
This is indeed a good plan, but now that he is back, all these plans will come to nothing.
He walked into the central hall quietly.
His arrival attracted the attention of all the silent people.
Everyone's expressions changed instantly.
"Gang leader, are you not dead?"
An old voice shouted in horror.
It was a 60-year-old man wearing a black brocade robe.
Sitting at the rightmost position in the lobby, it is obvious that his status is not low.
"Why do you want me to die so much? Zhang Wuliang."
"Gang Leader, I'm wronged. I can't even be happy that you're back."
"If you had been a little later, the Shura Gang might have dispersed."
"snort."
Wan Quan's cold eyes swept over everyone in the hall.
The hall leaders of the Shura Gang all lowered their heads without daring to look at each other.
Leng Tianxing's face turned even pale.
Wanquan stood aside and bowed to Zhuang Wuming.
"Sir, please take a seat and let me handle the affairs here."
"Um."
Zhuang Wuming didn't waste any words, and sat at the top seat in the middle hall under Wanquan's guidance.
Wanquan stood next to Zhuang Wuming's right hand and said with a cold expression, "What are you still doing? Stand up and meet the adults."
A person in the Shura Gang who is so smart that even the leader of the gang calls him "Sir" must be extraordinary.
They stood up one after another, bent down and saluted Zhuang Wuming, "See you, sir."
"Okay, now that I'm back, you don't need to discuss what happened just now,"
"From today on, our Shura Gang has only one master, and that is your Lord."
"Sir, do you want to lecture me?"
Zhuang Wuming shook his head, "According to what I told you, first conquer the gangs in Luofeng City."
"Yes, sir."
Shura Dao Wanquan looked at a group of gang members, "Everyone is preparing to attack Kuai Daomen and Qiu Feng Gang at this time tomorrow."
"Yes, Gang Leader," the Shura gang members all said with excitement and apprehension.
Obviously, the leader of the Shura Gang has completely surrendered to this gentleman.
If the other party dares to ask the leader of Shura Gang to do this, then he must be completely confident.
Everyone has a vague feeling that Luofeng City is about to change.
Early in the morning of the second day, everyone in Luofeng City seemed to have received the news. The streets were closed and no one was opening.
A large number of people rushed out from the Shura Gang and rushed towards the nearest Kuai Daomen main altar.
There are about 200 people in Shura Gang and only about 100 people in Kuai Dao Clan.
In Luofeng City, the Shura Gang is the strongest.
As we approached the main altar, it was completely silent. Not a single bird was seen, and not a single chirp of insects was heard.
An invisible murderous intent permeated the main altar.
The Shura Gang arrived in front of the main altar gate of Kuai Dao Men in a quarter of an hour.
Zhuang Wuming and Shura Dao each sat on a tall horse.
Shura Dao looked at the closed Kuai Dao Gate main altar with a trace of disdain on his face.
"Huh, today is the day you die, there's no point hiding in the main altar."
Turning to look at Zhuang Wuming, "Sir, shall we take action?"
At this time, Zhuang Wuming frowned, "Things have changed a bit. There is a cultivator inside."
"I'll go meet him for a while and call the door."
"Yes, sir."
Shura Dao waved his hand, "Go and call the door."
A two-meter tall man walked out of the Shura Gang and came to the Kuai Dao Gate.
"Listen to me, you bastards of Kuai Dao Clan. The leader of the Shura Gang is here. If you are wise, please open the door and surrender."
"Otherwise, today next year will be your death anniversary."
The big man's voice was loud and deafening.
As long as it is a person, you can definitely hear it.
Crunch.
The Kuidaomen door opened, and a group of people filed out.
The leader was a middle-aged man holding a golden sword.
Next to him stood a young gentleman, gorgeously dressed and wearing a feather fan and silk scarf.
He is handsome in appearance and looks like Pan An, so he is obviously not an ordinary person.
Zhuang Wuming noticed this person at first sight.
The other person's body is filled with the aura of a cultivator.
And the young master also noticed Zhuang Wuming.
A glimmer of light flashed in his eyes, and he led the crowd out.
"This friend looks very unfamiliar. He doesn't seem to be from the Shura Gang."
"I'm not from the Shura Gang, but the Shura Gang is now my subordinate," Zhuang Wuming smiled slightly.
"May I ask, brother, where can I practice?" The young master looked at Zhuang Wuming and asked.
"Haha, shouldn't you tell me your origin before asking others about your background?"
Looking at Zhuang Wuming who was smiling but not smiling, the smile on the young master's face gradually turned cold.
"It's okay to tell you. I am Dongkunzhou, one of the 36 sword sects under the Donglin Sword Sect, and Wang Boyang, an outer disciple of the White Deer Sword Sect."
"It turns out to be the White Deer Sword Sect, I've heard of it."
At this moment, Zhuang Wuming felt a surge of joy in his heart.
This Wang Boyang was also somewhat famous during the killings 100,000 years ago.
There is a mysterious treasure on this person, which can increase the speed of cultivation by 10 times.
In an accident, this man leaked the secret of this treasure while drunk, which led to endless pursuit.
In the end, this treasure fell into the hands of the Donglin Sword Sect, and Wang Boyang survived by clinging to the Donglin Sword Sect.
This person is a typical person with no luck, so he left a mark in the history books.
It was a treasure sent from heaven, but it could not be used and ended up being used as a wedding dress for others.
Legend has it that this treasure was found when he accidentally fell into a ruins when he was a child.
With the treasure, he was able to enter the White Deer Sword Sect and practice all the way, becoming a future genius in the Sword Sect.
It's a pity that one mistake ruined all my opportunities.
After entering the Donglin Sword Sect, he was defeated in a sword fight with the outer sect.
Some people say that this was deliberately arranged by the Donglin Sword Sect.
He chooses the owner of the treasure, even though he is no longer the owner of the treasure.
But the existence of this person will most likely be used by others to deal with the new owner of the treasure.
A common man is not guilty, but he is guilty of carrying a jade. Even if he is contaminated, it is still a threat.
But now that this person has met Zhuang Wuming, he will naturally not let this person and his treasure disappear.
Murderous intentions have already arisen in his heart, and he will definitely keep this person here.
"Why are people from the White Deer Sword Sect here?"
"I don't have to worry about you anymore. I've already announced my name. Now it's your turn," Wang Boyang said solemnly, looking at Zhuang Wuming.
Zhuang Wuming and we also smiled indifferently, "My name is Wang Ping, I'm just a casual cultivator."
Wang Boyang spoke classically, with a hint of contempt in his eyes, "It turns out he's just a casual guy."
"For the sake of fellow practitioners, I will give you a piece of advice."
"You can leave me now and let the past go, otherwise don't blame me for being ruthless with the sword."