Sword Emperor of the Astonishing Sky

Dawn.

Zhou Han, the holy son of the Nanshan clan in the Northern Territory, left the Yueding Tower and returned to the guesthouse together with many warriors of the Nanshan clan.

"You bastard!" After Zhou Han came back, he was furious in public, "I didn't expect those three Eastern Regions didn't come!"

"hateful!"

"How abominable!"

Zhou Han roared angrily.

He originally thought that if he took the stage to challenge today, as long as the three Eastern Region warriors came, he would definitely be able to defeat the three Eastern Region warriors and continue the plan of the Northern Region.

But he didn't expect... After his challenge was issued, the three golden warriors seemed not to have heard it and ignored them at all.

In the Nanshan Family Guest House, the elders and many disciples of the Nanshan Family gathered together again and began to discuss countermeasures.

After Zhou Han roared several times, he asked the elder: "Elder, those three turtles are hiding, what should we do now?"

"We can create public opinion in the imperial capital. Just say that the three of them are afraid and dare not come. They will come one after another to restart our plan."

"Is this possible?"

Zhou Han proposed the idea again, although the three golden warriors from the Eastern Region did not come to challenge him.

But the Nanshan clan was still able to create public opinion in the imperial capital, making the imperial capital and the Eastern Region warriors think that... the three golden warriors were afraid of Zhou Han and therefore did not dare to come.

The bald man leading the Nanshan clan shook his head, "It doesn't mean much. The pressure of public opinion must be based on strength."

"Those three golden warriors defeated more than forty warriors from the Northern Territory overnight. Such a blow was too great and cannot be overcome by public opinion!"

Zhou Han's expression was filled with anger, "Then what should we do?"

Sigh... The bald man looked up to the sky and sighed: "Those three warriors from the Eastern Region are indeed not idlers. They know that they have the upper hand and there is no need to rush to fight."

"As long as it is delayed, it will definitely be extremely beneficial to them!"

"It must be the least beneficial to us."

"So after they got the upper hand, they held back, leaving us with nothing to do."

The bald man sighed twice, narrowed his eyes, and murmured: "Hide the weapon in your body, wait for the opportunity, kill with one blow, and leave no consequences... This kind of strategy is more like the strategy of the Chu State Military Department. !”

Zhou Han frowned and asked: "Elder, what do you mean by this? Could it be that these three golden warriors are warriors from the Chu State Military Department?"

The bald man shook his head and said: "Chu's military headquarters usually wins based on numbers and formations. The real masters are not in the military headquarters."

"In my opinion, these three golden warriors may have shady people from the Chu State Military Department guiding them behind their backs."

"But they are definitely not warriors from the military department, they are more like the hidden talents of the Chu Kingdom!"

Zhou Han was confused when he heard this. His knowledge was far less far-reaching than that of the bald elder.

So far, he has not thought about the identities of the three golden warriors, and has not even seen the signs on their faces.

Zhou Han said angrily: "If they dare to come out, I will cut them into pieces."

"But they just don't dare to come out. This is disgusting!"

Zhou Han roared twice in a low voice.

But at this moment.

Outside the door, a sneering voice suddenly came.

"Who said I don't dare to come out?"

In the secret room, the bald man and Zhou Han were shocked, and the Nanshan clan warriors all raised their heads and looked outside the door.

Immediately afterwards.

The closed door of the secret room opened from the outside, and a warrior wearing a black robe and a rough golden mask appeared in front of the Nanshan clan.

This man had long hair hanging over his shoulders and was wrapped in a black robe, making it difficult to see his figure.

On his face was a golden mask with a twisted rose flower embroidered on it.

"It's you!"

"How dare you come to our guest house."

"I will send you to hell today!"

Zhou Han was furious and wanted to attack this person.

The bald elder hurriedly stopped Zhou Han and looked at the golden warrior in front of him with a gloomy look.

"Elder, why are you stopping me?" Zhou Han asked in confusion.

The bald elder said coldly: "He is not 'he'."

"What?" Zhou Han didn't know what he meant.

The bald elder said to Zhou Han gloomily: "The golden warrior in front of me is not the golden warrior who attacked the northern warriors!"

This... Zhou Han was stunned for a moment and looked carefully. They were all dressed exactly the same. Are they actually different people?

Several warriors who were knocked into the water by Lin Bai on the Zihe River were also shocked... wasn't he that person?

After the bald elder stopped the Nanshan clan warrior, he looked at the "golden warrior" in front of him and asked: "Who are you? Why are you pretending to be those three people?"

"Hahaha, it seems that the warriors of the Nanshan clan are not all fools." The warrior wearing the golden mask sneered twice.

He slowly raised his hand, took off the golden mask on his face, cupped his hand and said with a smile: "Let me introduce you to the Nine Nether Demon Palace... Daozi Yao Qian!"

"Nine Nether Demonic Palace!" Upon hearing these four words, many Nanshan clan warriors in the guest house looked surprised.

"Taozi! Yao Qian!" Hearing these four words again, everyone exclaimed: "He is actually Yao Qian, one of the thirty-six Taoists in the Nine Nether Demon Palace!"

There are one hundred and eight young masters, eighty-one spiritual sons, seventy-two holy sons, thirty-six Tao sons, nine divine sons and one emperor son in the Jiuyou Demon Palace.

The "Mr. Bliss" and "Mr. Baiyue" whom Lin Bai had met before were all "gongzi-level" geniuses.

In front of him, Yao Qian, who claimed to be a warrior from the Nine Nether Demon Palace, was actually at the level of a Taoist disciple.

Although the difference between the Young Master level and the Daoist level is only two words, there is a huge difference in the Nine Nether Demon Palace.

Daozi-level existences are already regarded as quasi-high-level officials in the Nine Nether Demon Palace, possessing extraordinary status and strength within the Demon Palace.

"I've seen Daozi!"

In the room, more than thirty Taiyi Daoguo realm warriors came over and saluted in front of Yao Qian.

These people are all warriors placed by the Nine Nether Demon Palace in the ranks of the Nanshan clan.

On the surface, they appear to be warriors from the Northern Territory, but in fact they are warriors from the Nine Nether Demon Palace.

Daozi Yao Qian said with a smile: "Nine Nether Demon Palace has helped so many masters of the Nanshan Clan in the Northern Territory. I didn't expect that you suffered such a big loss just after you arrived in the imperial capital."

The bald elder said gloomily: "The plan was going smoothly, but I didn't expect that the plan was suddenly disrupted by three warriors from the Eastern Region!"

Zhou Leng said in a low voice: "If those three Eastern Region warriors came last night and I defeated them, our plan can still proceed smoothly."

"Do you think the warriors of the Eastern Region are all fools?" Daozi Yao Qian snorted and glanced at Zhou Han disdainfully, "They clearly know that they have taken the initiative, so why do they still come to cause more trouble?"

"This is a war between the Northern Territory and the Eastern Territory. Do you think it's two sects playing house?"

"Tch." Daozi Yao Qian did not hide his contempt and disdain for Zhou Han.

Zhou Han was furious, his eyes widened, and he wanted to rush up and argue with Taoist Yao Qian.

But he was stopped by a bald man.

Zhou Han said dissatisfiedly: "Elder, don't stop me. I want these rats in the gutter to see the strength of our Northern Territory warriors."

Taoist disciple Yao Qian said coldly: "You should thank your elders for stopping you, otherwise... if you dared to attack me, you would have been drinking soup at Naihe Bridge now!"

Yao Qian glared at Zhou Han, and a wave of evil aura swept out, knocking Zhou Han back a few steps.

Zhou Han's face turned pale with shock. After all, he was also the holy son of the Nanshan clan, but he was unable to fight back in front of Yao Qian, who was at the same level!