298: C298 Sima Qian Chun

C298 Sima Qian Chun

There was still a day before the Martial World Congress, and various sects were preparing to head to this year's host place — Lushui Villa.

Faang Yang and the others also returned to the Linhai. After all, this was the headquarters of the Tianwu Group.

"Boss, why did you summon us back so quickly?"

I heard that this time in Martial World Congress, the first victor will receive the title of Martial Chief. At that time, you will be able to control all the sects in the world.

His men alone were enough to deal with one or two of the top sects, to say nothing of others.

Although we don't have many people, we have an absolute advantage in strength. Faang Yang told them his intention to call them back, causing their blood to boil.

If he could make a name for himself in such a convention, then it would be much easier for him to travel in the martial arts world in the future.

"Boss, don't worry. We definitely won't embarrass you."

"Hahaha, at that time, let everyone in the world experience the strength of our Tianwu Group."

The next day, Martial World Congress officially began. Ye Feng personally picked out a large group of Dragon Guards from the security base, and the group of people immediately flew to Luoyang in a helicopter.

The Luo Shui Manor was located right here, in the center of the Hua Country. It was also convenient for people from various sects to come and go.

Although there were many people talking by the Luo River, there were very few tourists. The majority of them had come to attend the Martial World Congress competition this time.

Although everyone belonged to different sects and clans, if one walked in the martial arts world, there would inevitably be many interactions between them. Thus, most people were good friends in private.

Moreover, most of the people who came were respectable and upright, so there wasn't much trouble at the moment.

At eleven in the morning, everyone gathered at the Luo Shui Manor.

As the host of this meeting, the Luo Shui Manor was naturally prepared a place to rest for the sects that had attended in the past.

The only reason why this Luo Shui Villa had become the host of Martial World Congress was naturally because they had the presence of a grandmaster level expert.

It was said that 500 years ago, the Lushui Villa was originally called the Hidden Sword Villa. However, because of the rebellion of the disciples of the other branches and after a bloody suppression, the power of the Hidden Sword Villa could no longer be revived.

However, more than ten years ago, a Zongshi realm expert had appeared at the Luo Shui Manor, and his reputation was unquestionable even in the martial arts world. The manor lord, Zhuo Bufang, was only forty years old, and had already become one of the seven great grandmasters of Hua Country.

Zhuo Bufang looked at the appearance of so many new faces below the stage and felt somewhat gratified in his heart. Currently, the younger generation of Hua Country are getting more and more spirited.

"All heroes of the martial arts world, the Martial World Congress that we hold once every five years will officially begin today. "This manor lord thanks all of you for coming over to support us. Then, let's …"

"How can a grand Martial World Congress not have anyone from our Shadow Council participating in it? Protector Han Chengyu, Protector Jin Buying, Protector Zhang Leemengt, please forgive me for disturbing you. "

Three people wearing black robes suddenly flew in from outside, followed by a large group of Ghost sect followers. It seemed like they were already prepared.

Seeing that Jin did not want them, Gai Qianqiu could not suppress the anger in his heart and directly slammed the table. He did not even give Jin Buyi a good look.

"A bunch of street rats. I never thought that you would actually dare to come to a place like this. Aren't you afraid that we honorable sects will kill you?"

"Gai Qianqiu, adding all your famous upright sects together, we have never put our Shadow Council in our eyes. You want to kill us? "You are not qualified!"

The leader of the group, Han Chengyu, immediately came out to refute. The various sects and sects had changed in the past few years, so no matter how many people you have, what did it matter? In this world, only the strong were respected. The weak were only worthy of chewing on the tongue.

"What a great Shadow Council. My Changbai Mountain's Xingan Sect is truly impudent. I wonder if we are qualified enough?"

A group of people wearing Daoist robes walked in. The person in the lead was the Xing An Sect's Sect Leader, Sima Qianchun.

Sima Qianchun, one of the seven great masters of Hua Country, led the Xing An Sect and lived in seclusion near the Great Xing'an Mountains. He had fought many times with the evil forces that tried to invade the Hua Country, and his reputation there wasn't any weaker than that of the Hua Country Sword Saint's.

Sima Qianchun could not help but shoot a glance at Han Chengyu. Perhaps these ordinary sects are not a threat to you, but we are not afraid of your Shadow Council.2

Jin Buyi and the others couldn't help but curse. Although we've fought many times, at least we have our own victories and losers, no?

Do you really think your Xing An Sect is strong?

It's just that our guild leader has other considerations.

"Manor Lord Zhuo, Sima Qianchun has led the Xing An Sect disciples to participate in Martial World Congress selection, please arrange a slightly better seat for me."

At this time, Zhuo Bufang didn't know who to speak for. On one side was a respectable clan with good personal relations, and on the other side was the notorious and overcrowded Shadow Council …

Now there's another member of the Xing An Sect, which makes things difficult for me.

Furthermore, if these people were normally kept outside, they would definitely be experts in Hua Country, so why did they have to care so much about these mediocre things?

"Hehe, such an interesting thing, our Blood Clan would like to join in on the fun. Little fellow, don't tell me that you still don't plan on preparing a seat for This King? "

Everyone simultaneously looked towards the location where the voice came from. A few foreigners with unfamiliar faces were sitting on the beams with one leg. Several mutated high-rank blood slaves suddenly appeared behind them and looked at them with vigilance.

"Blood Clan?"

If only one Shadow Council had appeared, everyone would not be so nervous, but these evil forces appearing together was worth pondering over.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, this is the so-called righteous clan of your Hua Country? We just want to participate in your Martial World Congress or something. You guys can't not welcome us, right? "

Quirga's gaze could not help but shrink, and another dozen or so Marquis flew out from behind him. Their bodies radiated with an extremely evil aura, as if they did not place any of the people present in their eyes.

Sima Qianchun didn't care about all that. It's not like we've never fought before. Although we might be weaker than them in terms of strength, we can't be afraid of them.

"I have been looking for you two, grandson of Blood Clan, for a few months now. I did not expect that you two would actually come looking for me on your own. The disciples of the Xing An Sect, listen up and prepare for battle! "

"KILL KILL KILL!"

Fortunately, Sima Qianchun had arrived, so with the addition of the two great masters Zhuo Bufang and Gai Qianqiu, it should be enough to deal with Shadow Council and them.

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