"I heard that the holy lord of Zuoqiushan is in the Leng family!"

"I heard people say this too. However, the Holy Lord of the Leng family seems to be the former Holy Lord. The one who is Zuoqiushan is now called Nanshan Han."

"What did the Leng family mean today? They called Kunlun and asked us to come all of us."

The main hall of the Dark Moon Pavilion is thousands of square meters!

The architectural style here maintains a quaint atmosphere.

At first glance, it looks quite like the Han and Tang royal styles of that year.

However, the dragon-patterned pillar has become a moon wolf here.

Scarlet eyes are daunting!

Perhaps, except for the Kunlun Leng family, there is no second family, who will adopt this dark red style in the main hall.

The lights above the head are also bloody.

Many warriors who came to the Leng family for the first time were trembling in their hearts, thinking that they had entered hell on earth.

But after sitting down, you can feel the good intentions of the ancestors of the Leng family.

Although the light above the head was replaced by a modern electric light, when you sit down and look at it, the light is still like a bloody moon.

On the table and chairs, there were wolf paintings.

"I heard that the Leng family ancestor is immortal. This time, if you support the former saint, you probably want to use the emperor to command the princes."

"If I remember correctly, the Leng family ancestor should be over 500 years old. Even if he is a great master, four hundred years old is already the limit! It seems that he must have obtained some opportunities."

"What's even more strange is that the head of the Leng family was infected with a strange disease and died suddenly?"

The Kunlun Leng family said to the outside world that the head of the original family was infected with a strange disease and died suddenly the night before the ancestor returned.

But such words are almost the same as fooling children.

Everyone present is like a human spirit, how can you believe it?

Warriors, especially those at the Grand Master level, rarely get sick.

Moreover, as the leader of Kunlun Mountain, the Leng family will never die quickly even if the head of the family is ill.

In addition, the Leng family has no intention of condolences.

The head of the family died and there was no white cloth hanging at the door.

The Leng family servants also changed a large number of them, and no one had a look of sadness on their faces.

Everyone was happy, as if there was something happy.

The whole mansion was filled with a peaceful atmosphere.

"Speak quietly, if the Leng family hears it, you and I will be in danger of losing our heads." Kunlun warriors kept looking at each other and spoke much more cautiously.

No one can guarantee whether there are any secret spies from the Leng family here.

Suddenly.

In the Dark Moon Hall, there was silence.

Everyone's eyes looked at the door.

I saw a young man wearing a yellow robe walking towards the Dark Moon Hall surrounded by a group of people.

"The former Holy Lord of Wanshan League, Li Shier?" Someone whispered in a low voice.

"Probably so. Look, the Leng family ancestor is still following him. This scene is so impressive!"

Nine-sided golden dragon flags are arranged in four on the left and four on the right and four on the back.

Four maids stood neatly beside the man.

Each of them has beautiful faces and beautiful faces.

As soon as I entered the door, I was arrogant and arrogant!

The man sat in the center of the hall, looking around for a while without saying a word.

Leng Hanze stood behind him and slowly spoke: "Everyone, now I will introduce the one beside me. I believe you can guess his identity without me telling you. The Holy Lord of the Wanshan League, Li Shier!"

The man nodded and raised his lips slightly.

Cold!

Taciturn.

"The Holy Lord was harmed by a traitor when he was in seclusion, and he did not recover his strength until now. And the traitor Han of Nanshan actually made himself king in Zuoqiu Mountain! Now, I, Kunlun Mountain, have the honor to help the great cause of restoring the Holy Lord, which is a great opportunity!"

Leng Han raised his hands, half-kneeled in front of the man, and gently bowed: "Holy Lord, ten thousand years!"

"The Holy Lord has been for thousands of years!"

When the rest of the people saw this scene, they immediately stood up from their seats, came to the center of the hall, and bowed to the same sacrificial voice!

"Well. When I return to Zuoqiu Mountain, you will be meritorious officials! Those who kill Han in Nanshan will split the earth and be named kings! Those who kill the leader of the rebellious alliance of Zuoqiu Mountain can replace them! The rest will be rewarded by Mr. Leng!"

The man waved his hand slightly and said calmly: "Get up."

"Thank you, Holy Lord!" Only after Leng Han got up did the rest of the warriors dare to stand up.

The Kunlun Mountain warriors know a lot about the Wanshan League.

He also knew that Nanshan Han rebelled and proclaimed himself the new sage master, and won over a large number of people.

Now that the Holy Lord has spoken himself, he can break up the land and become the leader of the tribe, and they are all a little moved.

"The reason why such a competition was set up outside the door is because the opportunity was only given to a few people! And you are all excellent warriors!" Leng Han stood beside the man and said boldly: "Tomorrow, I will tell the world! I will uphold the orthodox Mountain of Kunlun, and I respectfully send the Holy Lord back to Zuoqiu Mountain! All the tribes along the way will not kill those who surrender. Those who do not surrender will destroy the family!"

"The Holy Lord has been for thousands of years!"

The Kunlun Mountain warrior shouted again!

"The banquet started!" Leng Han waved his hand, and the Leng family servant immediately started serving the dishes and pouring wine.

Songs and dances also began to perform.

"That's the Holy Lord?" Leng Yueshuang sat in the first row, looking at the boy, and couldn't help asking her sister. "He looks quite handsome. I didn't expect that she could become a overlord at a young age."

Since the Holy Lord entered this room, the two sisters have been observing.

Thinking of what the strange man said, Leng Yuexin had to consider it for the future.

"But that man said that the Holy Lord is fake now." Leng Yuexin whispered to Leng Yueshuang's ear: "Don't tell anyone about it at night. Only you and I know about this, do you understand?"

"clear."

Leng Yueshuang nodded, but her eyes were kept on the man.

Very strange.

The man's movements seemed very stiff and unnatural.

"Su Wen, the Holy Lord, is invincible. Can you show your skills to everyone today?"

A sound broke the bottle's calmness.

Du Jinghong stood up from his seat, held the wine glass with a smile, and looked at the man who claimed to be the Holy Lord: "Zuoqiushan's martial arts is the best in the world. Just show his hands casually, let us open our eyes, and it is all a blessing."

After he finished speaking, all the warriors had expectations in their eyes.

That's the Holy Lord!

It is said that the sun and moon are picked with hands, and the sword is like a mountain and river!

"Sister, it's him!" Leng Yuexin covered her mouth before Leng Yuexin could finish her words.

She wanted to see what this pervert was going to do.

The man who claimed to be the Holy Lord was stunned for a moment, and his hands were also frozen.

"Damn it!"

Leng Han's face changed slightly!

He pointed at Du Jinghong and said in a bad tone: "How could he be the Holy Lord of Wanshan League be the one who is selling his skills on the street?"

After saying this, the warriors shook their heads.

I have no chance to meet.

"Since that's the case, then I will show off my ugly skills and ask the Holy Lord to give me some advice!"

Du Jinghong walked to the center of the hall, and the dancing singers immediately dispersed.

"Please give me some advice!"

Swish!

Du Jinghong drew his sword!

A cold light flashed!

Glorious!

Make everyone subconsciously close their eyes!

When they opened their eyes, Du Jinghong was already in front of the man!

Break with one sword!

The man's face was split open!

Choose again!

The mask exploded instantly.

Showing a completely different face!

"I am a cultural person and do not talk about martial ethics." Du Jinghong stepped on the man's broken face: "Please give me advice."
Chapter completed!