Urban Shura

Chapter 280 You are old, please drink tea!
Kyoto, a huge old house located in the suburbs, is where the Furubu Association sits!
The black Audi car parked outside the main hall, the door opened, but Ye Mulong's figure got out of the car.

"Mr. Ye, please!"

The two masters from the Ancient Martial Arts Association followed closely behind, with cold and gloomy faces, they raised their hands as a gesture of invitation.

Ye Mulong looked up at the gate of the Ancient Martial Arts Association.

This is a stone arch, which has been covered with moss for a long time. After hundreds of years of wind and rain, the four characters of ancient martial arts are still clearly visible.

The heaviness of history is fully displayed at this moment!
"I haven't been here for many years, it's still the same, it hasn't changed at all!" The corners of Ye Mulong's mouth rose slightly, revealing a slight smile, then he raised his foot and walked towards the Guwu General Assembly.

"drink!"

The sound of violent drinking came instantly!
Looking up, there are seven strong men standing on the bluestone road leading to the main hall of the Ancient Martial Arts Association, and all of them have cold faces, staring closely at Ye Mulong who has just entered the gate of the Ancient Martial Arts Association!

"Seven Star Azure Dragon Formation?"

Seeing this formation, Ye Mulong smiled faintly, and said: "It seems that Ye has a lot of face, the Ancient Martial General Association even used the formation at the bottom of the box!"

The seven-star green dragon formation is not so much a formation, but a ritual!

In ancient times, there was indeed a seven-star green dragon formation, which was rumored to be very powerful, but with the passage of time, this seven-star green dragon formation has long been lost, and gradually evolved into a kind of etiquette!
An etiquette for receiving enemies!

Full of hostility!

Now that Gu Wu always puts up such a formation in front of Ye Mulong, he obviously regards him as an enemy!
"Mr. Ye, please!" The two people following Ye Mulong once again made a gesture of invitation, signaling Ye Mulong to enter the main hall.

"These seven are the Seven King Kong beside the president, right?" Ye Mulong didn't hesitate, smiled sarcastically, and walked towards the main hall.

The bluestone road, which is just over ten meters long, is full of murderous intent!
The seven people standing according to the order of the seven-star green dragon array are full of murderous aura. As the seven king vajras beside the president, the strength of these seven people is definitely not weak!
The cold murderous aura, the powerful momentum, and the huge coercion formed are all instilled in this bluestone road. Even a top expert like Ye Mulong walks this bluestone road, and a fine layer of sweat oozes from his forehead!

If someone with a little less strength wants to walk this bluestone road, it may be as difficult as climbing the sky!

"coming!"

Walking through the Qingshi Road, Ye Mulong stood in front of the main hall, and a vigorous and powerful voice came from the main hall!
Following the sound of this voice, all the people in the room straightened up, showing respectful expressions on their faces.

The one who spoke was the president of the Ancient Martial Arts Association, Su Aotian!
"Here we come." Ye Mulong nodded, a slight smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he cupped his hands towards the direction the voice came from, showing respect!
In this world, there will never be more than ten people who can make Ye Mulong salute!

And this Su Aotian is one of them!

"Enter!"

Su Aotian's voice sounded again, deep and powerful!
Ye Mulong didn't neglect at all, he lifted his foot and stepped over the threshold of the main hall, but the moment his right foot just landed, a black chess piece roared towards Ye Mulong's face with a gust of wind!

"Snapped!"

Ye Mulong raised his hand without hesitation, and directly held the black chess piece firmly in his palm!
hum!
The obsidian chess pieces vibrated slightly in Ye Mulong's palm, and the huge impact made Ye Mulong's jaw ache from the shock, and his entire arm was slightly numb!

Su Aotian deserves to be a person who stands at the pinnacle of the ancient martial arts world, just popping out a chess piece from the room has such powerful strength!
"Are you in the chess room?" Ye Mulong smiled faintly, shook his arms, and walked into the chess room with the black chess piece in his palm.

In the huge chess room, Su Aotian stood with his hands behind his back, facing Ye Mulong with his back, looking up at a huge ninja character hanging on the wall!

It can be seen that he is suppressing the anger in his heart!

"The Wu family is full of families, did you kill it?"

"No." Ye Mulong shook his head.

"Leng Yuanxun, did you kill it?" Su Aotian still looked up at the huge ninja, and asked with his back to Ye Mulong.

"No." Ye Mulong shook his head, and then said: "You know, I really don't want to have anything to do with the ancient martial arts world. Those people are too pedantic and old-fashioned!"

"boom!"

Su Aotian still stood on the spot without moving an inch, but suddenly a strong wind blew in the whole room!
That's the strength of Su Aotian's body!

He is angry!

"You mean, the old man is also a pedantic person? Is the old man old-fashioned too?"

With a shout of anger, Su Aotian turned around slowly, staring at Ye Mulong with wide eyes, the angry expression on his face was not concealed at all.

"No, I didn't mean that." Ye Mulong shook his head with a quick smile, and said, "Even if you lend me two more courage, I dare not say that you are pedantic...even...you are really pedantic..."

"Sinister, your wings are hard!" Hearing Ye Mulong's words, Su Aotian's face became more angry, and he immediately grabbed Ye Mulong's collar as soon as he raised his hand.

But at this moment, Ye Mulong casually picked up a cup of tea from the table, knelt down on one knee in an instant, and said, "Your anger hurts your body, Third Master, please drink tea to quench the fire!"

Seeing Ye Mulong being so respectful, the anger on Su Aotian's face dissipated somewhat.

Ye Mulong's ability was not conjured out of thin air, it was cultivated by Su Aotian and the other two together!
Now Ye Mulong is the god of war in the northern border, the pinnacle of glory, in charge of a party's military power, in front of the outside world, even Su Aotian, the president of the ancient martial arts association, has to give Ye Mulong three points of face.

But here, he closes the door and talks, he is still Ye Mulong's master, no matter what, Ye Mulong dare not make mistakes in front of Su Aotian!

"Hmph, it's as if you haven't forgotten your roots!" The anger on Su Aotian's face faded slightly, and then he said: "Get up and talk!"

Taking the teacup from Ye Mulong's hand, Su Aotian turned around and sat on the chair. Ye Mulong also came behind Su Aotian tactfully, and helped him hold his shoulders.

"You boy, why don't you stay in northern Xinjiang and go to Jiangzhou? You have caused me a lot of trouble these days!" Su Aotian's face flashed another smear of anger, and he raised his hand and pulled out a stack of documents from his sleeve. Throwing it on the table in front of him, he said: "Look, these are all the posts complained by ancient martial arts associations from all over the world. I could hold back a little bit before, but now the Wu family has been wiped out, and Leng Yuanxun is dead. If you toss my old bones to pieces, you won't give up, will you?"

The expression on Ye Mulong's face sank slightly, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and he said, "Someone is framing me!"

(End of this chapter)