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　　"To deal with Su Ming, even if the dynamite can't kill him, there will still be Falcon Tianyin to deal with him!"

　　The Dongying native said triumphantly, as if everything was under his control.

　　"Falcon Heavenly Hidden?"

　　Duanlang heard the name for the first time and didn't know what it meant.

　　However, it is still somewhat familiar to Yinjian Liu.

　　That is the top sect of Dongying, and if he can become the sect master of this sect, then this person named Hayato Tianyin will not be weak.

　　"Humph!"

　　Duan Lang looked at him with a smug look, and the cold color suddenly became cold, and said with a cold snort.

　　"This time, without my permission, you are not allowed to detonate the gunpowder!"

　　"If I know, you dare to act in private, don't blame me for being rude!"

　　Duanlang was deliberately embarrassing the other party, but at the same time, he wanted to find time to find Su Ming so that he could pass the news to him.

　　When the Dongying martial artist heard this, his expression changed greatly.

　　"Danlang, don't forget that your cooperation with us this time has been approved by Mr. No. [-] God General!"

　　"Aren't you afraid that your god will punish you when you make this decision?!"

　　"Huh?" Duan Lang heard the words, his eyes flashed a cold color.

　　The murderous aura in his body radiated instantly, and he said coldly: "The first god has already handed over all the actions here to me!"

　　"You either follow the orders or get out of here!"

　　Breaking waves today is not what it used to be.

　　With his continuous improvement in martial arts, after he took the position of the third god general of Tianmen, his power became stronger, and he had formed a supreme majesty.

　　Ordinary people would not dare to speak loudly in front of him.

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　　"asshole!"

　　The Dongying martial artist shot in an instant, and he had already pulled out half of the knife around his waist.

　　The sharp sword qi was revealed from the machete at the waist. It was very sharp, with an edge that blew hair and broke hair, and cut gold and iron.

　　"Hmph, presumptuous!"

　　The moment Duanlang shot the opponent, his right hand shot violently.

　　On the right hand, a sharp sword qi was condensed, and a blood-red light flashed in the void. The sword qi condensed on the fingertips and landed on the opponent's arm.

　　Ding!

　　Snapped!

　　Duanlang's shot was as quick as the wind. First, a finger of sword energy hit the opponent's blade, instantly breaking the opponent's long knife.

　　Immediately afterwards, a finger pointed at the opponent's xiong mouth, directly blocking the luck method of the Dongying martial artist, so that he could not use his true energy.

　　The two fingers came so fast that the Dongying people couldn't react at all, and the moment they fought, they were completely defeated.

　　"Pfft!"

　　The Dongying martial artist spit out a mouthful of blood, his face was pale, and his sharp eyes became dull.

　　With just one move, Duanlang will let the other party know who is in charge here.

　　"Now, you should know, who should you listen to?"

　　Duanlang's indifferent voice came, like the frost of the twelfth lunar winter, the freezing cold.

　　That Dongying martial artist is not a fool. In the face of the extremely powerful and ruthless Dianlang, he simply can't bear the slightest desire to resist.

　　"Everything...everything is done as....the third general said.".

Chapter 1: Tie Kuangtu, Daozong's Prestige (4/[-])

　　On the third campus, martial artists from all walks of life gathered here.

　　Among them, the three gangs and seven guilds are the leaders, sitting in the top position, and the various sects and sects below are communicating with each other, waiting for the arrival of Wuming.

　　"The time is almost up, I don't know when the nameless senior will come."

　　One of the chiefs said suddenly.

　　"It should be soon. Since Senior Wuming invited us here, there is no reason for us to wait here. He will always come, don't worry."

　　The other said with a smile, looking very calm.

　　All the heads present nodded in agreement.

　　For a character like Wuming, everyone has a strong sense of trust, and no one dares to show their impatience.

　　However, before Wuming arrived, there was a sudden noise outside the third campus.

　　Immediately afterwards, two figures flew in from outside the third branch of "Six Twenty Seven".

　　Boom!

　　Two figures landed on the ground. They were the warriors responsible for maintaining order in the three campuses. Both of them vomited blood and died instantly.

　　"Who dares to come here to make trouble!" A gang leader slapped the chair and shouted angrily.

　　"Come on, let's go and have a look. I would like to know, at the martial arts conference organized by the unknown predecessors, who dared to be so bold and dare to make trouble!"

　　Another gang leader, showing murderous intent, got up and walked outside the third campus.

　　The three gangs and the seven associations have always been of the same spirit, the same hatred, and the same hatred, and they are able to secure a prominent position in the arena. These people have a certain background.

　　"Go away, go away, don't block Lao Tzu's way!"

　　At this time, the crowd outside the third campus separated, and an extremely arrogant voice came.

　　Immediately afterwards, everyone saw four strangely dressed, pale young men walking in from outside the third campus with a chair.

　　The three gangs and seven guilds and all the warriors looked at the large chair and found a middle-aged man who was covered in armor and only showed his face sitting on it.

　　This middle-aged man had a yellowish complexion, with two beards and short beards under his jaw. His hair and beard were all white, his eyes were gloomy, his murderous intention was looming, and his body was surrounded by a fierce aura.

　　It was as if a beast was crawling in his body and would wake up at any time.

　　Soon, the heads of the three gangs and seven guilds met with the middle-aged man in armor.

　　"Presumptuous, who are you?"

　　"You know, this is a hero meeting organized by an anonymous senior, and you dare to come here to make trouble!"

　　A gang leader shouted directly, his face showed anger, and he was extremely dissatisfied.

　　Especially when the other party came here and killed two people, this is completely not to put Wuming in the eye.

　　The middle-aged man sitting in the chair heard the words, a smile appeared on his face, and he said without a smile.

　　"Hey, what are you? You dare to speak like this?"

　　"Don't say you are such a waste, even if Wuming came here, I can do whatever I want!"

　　"How can he bear me?"

　　"If you don't want to die, just go to the side. I don't have time to chat with you. I'm looking for him!"

　　"The leader of the Yilian Gang, Gan Zhen, do you still remember me?"

　　The middle-aged man's gaze swept to the other person.

　　That man had white hair and beard, tall stature, standing at the forefront, the leader of the three gangs and seven guilds.

　　It is the main body of the Yilian Gang!

　　Gan Zhen is old, but his eyes are not yet full. He stared at the middle-aged man for a few times, and an incredible look flashed in his eyes instantly.

　　"Tie Kuangtu, it's you!"

　　"You villain, you're not dead yet?"

　　Gan Zhen was shocked, unable to believe that the person he saw was actually the one he chased and killed decades ago.

　　When Tie Kuangtu heard the words, there was a trace of murder in his eyes, and he sneered: "Qian Zhen, it's hard for you to remember me."

　　"When you led the three gangs and seven guilds, there was no way to go to heaven and no way to enter the earth!"

　　"If it weren't for my fate, I'm afraid I would have died in your hands."

　　"Now, Lao Tzu has been lurking for decades, and he has developed the number one divine weapon in the world, the Heavenly Tribulation Armor!"

　　"I will greet you well, hahaha!"

　　Tie Kuangtu was extremely arrogant, his eyes were cold, and a terrifying murderous intention broke out in an instant.

　　He walked down from the big chair step by step, facing the crowd, his eyes focused on Tie Kuangtu, like a beast waiting to hunt.

　　Everyone is terrified. No one knows the origin of this Tie Kuangtu. It comes from a mysterious island in the martial arts called Tiexin Island.

　　He is the younger brother of the Iron God of Iron Heart Island!

　　"Tie Kuangtu, if you want to kill me, then do it!"

　　"Even if you kill me, don't even think about going out today, Mr. Wuming won't let you do anything wrong here!"

　　Gan Zhen's eyes are cold, his heart is not afraid, and his words carry an incomparably powerful power...  

　　Such world-renowned characters are so daring that even Tie Kuangtu couldn't help but be shocked by his aura.

　　"Well said, the leader of Gan Zhen is worthy of being the general leader of the Three Gangs and Seven Guilds. Now that I look at it, it really is amazing."

　　"Tie Kuangtu, I think you should step back and save yourself the hardship!"

　　Suddenly, a voice came from the void, and everyone looked for the sound, and saw outside the third campus, a woman in white with a beautiful face and a cold and elegant hand came slowly towards everyone with an ancient sword.

　　Behind her, followed by twenty warriors dressed as Taoists, all in blue Taoist robes, with a long sword behind her, and elegant temperament, like a fairy coming out of the dust.

　　"Unparalleled Sword!"