General Martial Artist: I Am An Evil Mandarin In Charge Of Heavenly Prison, Hoang Dung's Waist

"Oops! Father, say it quickly!

Looking at the slow Ruyang King, Zhao Min couldn't help but urge, and his cherry-like red lips were slightly upturned, delicate.

The salty and sweet character is vividly reflected in it.

"Being a father means that it is better to select talents from the army and then cultivate them."

King Ruyang held the teacup with his right hand, tapped the fingers of his left hand on the table, and glanced at her with deep meaning.

The witty Zhao Min immediately understood King Ruyang's intentions.

"Father means to hand over all the resources such as top-level exercises and elixirs to this person for him to quickly improve his realm?"

"Hahaha! I'm really smart.

You have been in business for so long, and these resources are definitely not a problem.

Speaking of this, he paused slightly and continued:

"If it is not enough, then it will be purchased with a lot of money, and if it cannot be bought, it will be hard to grab."

Isn't the Fuwei Dart Bureau just spoken to my father a good example? Speaking

of this, King Ruyang's gaze became more and more fierce, sweeping away his previous gentle posture.

Zhao Min immediately noticed and had to admire his father's means.

"Father, the sons and daughters have been taught! It just so happens that after killing the six major factions this time, he will definitely be able to obtain a lot of absolute learning.

The sons and daughters will go and arrange it!

King Ruyang looked at her fondly and smiled very heartily.

"My son is gifted and intelligent, if your eldest brother has half of your ability, he doesn't have to work so hard for his father."

King Ruyang shook his head with a slight disappointment, with an expression of hatred that iron is not steel.

According to the system of the Great Yuan Kingdom, the title can be hereditary, and if Zhao Min is a male son, the king of Ruyang will definitely make her a son and pass it on to her.

After bidding farewell to Queen Ruyang, Zhao Min immediately gathered all his men and went to the top floor of Wan'an Temple to discuss the next countermeasures.

At the same time,

the news about the resumption of Huashan Sword Discussion in the Comprehensive Martial Arts Continent has already spread to all corners.

Decades ago, which of the warriors who could participate in the decisive battle at the top of Mount Hua was not amazing.

If you can climb to the top of the mountain and compete with the heroes of the world, you will not only be famous in the comprehensive martial arts continent, but also have the opportunity to climb the legendary comprehensive martial arts heavenly list and be admired by the people of the world.

This is the lifelong dream of every martial arts practitioner.

The resumption of this grand event will surely cause an uproar among countries and sects.

Since ancient times, there has been a saying in the Zhuwu Continent:

"Those who win the rivers and lakes win the world!"

It can be seen how high the status of the various sects and factions of the rivers and lakes is in the comprehensive martial arts continent, where martial arts are prevalent.

If he is a true martial arts master, he can even be above the imperial power.

Dali, Imperial Palace.

Duan Zhengchun, known as the first scumbag of comprehensive martial arts, is playing against King Duan Zhengming.

"Zhengchunna! Yu'er is an adult, and it's time to go out and practice.

You, the father, should teach him well, and after a year, the heavy responsibility of Huashan on the sword will fall on him. Duan

Zhengming, who had a solemn face, slowly spoke as he dropped a son.

"Imperial brother, please rest assured, the junior brother will definitely teach Yu'er well, and win glory for my Dali royal family."

If Su Chen heard this, he would definitely have to scold an old critic.

Although this product said this, he may be wondering where to eat abalone tonight.

General helm of the Northern Song Dynasty Gang, Xijing.

"Qiao Gang Lord, I just received a report from my disciple that the Huashan Sword will be restarted in a year, when the young heroes of the world will gather at the top of Huashan to determine the top ten of the comprehensive martial arts Tianjiao list."

Deputy gang leader Ma Dayuan had a green light above his head and threw his hands over.

"Okay, the gang master knows, it's about the orthodox dispute between the North and South Gangs, and I will definitely go there in person at that time."

The heroic Qiao Feng straightened his chest, showing his heroism.

In Mantuo Villa

, Murong Fu, who was dressed in a noble body, had just finished practicing Murong Sword Technique, and Wang Yuyan, a beautiful cousin next to him, immediately took out a silk scarf with frankincense from his arms and wiped the sweat on his forehead.

"Cousin, there is still a year left before Huashan Discussion Sword, why make yourself so exhausted."

Murong Fu held the sword in his right hand, his eyes were shining, and since he resolutely replied:

"This matter is related to the great plan of the Great Yan Kingdom to restore the country, how can I slack, my cousin does not need to persuade!"

After speaking, Murong Fu jumped into the middle again and played the great method of fighting the stars.

Southern Song Kingdom, Peach Blossom Island.

"Brother Jing, the old man of the Seventh Duke has just passed on the book from the flying pigeon, let you hurry up and practice diligently, and in a year on behalf of the Nanpai Gang, participate in the Huashan Sword Debate."

The pretty and delicate Huang Rong gently held Guo Jing's arm, and her voice was still sweet and pleasant.

She is already a woman and mother, she looks more amorous, and it seems that she will have a lot of flowers.

Wanmei Villa

, a cold man dressed in white and holding a long sword with a black sheath stood proudly in the snow, feeling the meaning of swordsmanship....

The Lord of Baiyun City, who was far away on the Flying Immortal Island in the South China Sea, once again used his famous stunt--Flying Immortal Heaven...

Huashan sent back mountain,

and the eldest disciple Ling Hu Chong was asking Feng Qingyang for the meaning of Dugu Jiujian.

In an instant

, the martial arts people of the entire Comprehensive Martial Arts Continent moved when they heard the wind, no matter what kind of goods they were, as long as they were people who practiced martial arts, they all made corresponding preparations for the Huashan Sword Discussion a year later.

The Shifting Flower Palace, Quanzhen Sect, Ancient Tomb Sect, Blood Dao Gate, Star Sect, Sun and Moon God Sect, Ming Sect, Valley of the Wicked, White Camel Mountain and other major sects all began to prepare for war.

Wan'an Temple

, the little person Su Chen, after settling everything down, quickly walked through the corridor of the nine-story cell and ascended the wooden staircase leading to the tenth floor.

This layer is no stranger to him, and every time he accepts a task or hands over the looted silver, Uwangap will sit here and wait for his men to come and return to his life.

The tenth layer of the Wan'an Temple is not something that ordinary jailers can come up to, except for Su Chen, only Zhang San and other henchmen can set foot.

This floor is about three square meters in size and houses two special cells, which are made of fine iron throughout, and have a fully enclosed structure, leaving only a small window on the door to observe the interior.

In addition to all kinds of torture in the cell, the iron chains used to bind repeat offenders are also made of fine iron, and the tail is welded with bone nails about three inches long, which are specially used to lock the joints of prisoners so that they cannot perform their work.

And these two special cells are used to hold top masters, even if the grandmaster enters here, it is difficult to fly.

When he was young,

Su Chen came to the tenth floor and walked straight towards the office room of Uwangap.

Knock knock! There was a soft knock on the door.

Immediately afterwards, a somewhat lazy voice came from inside the house, sounding as if he hadn't woken up.

"Who!"

"Lord Qianhu, I ask Su Chen for a meeting!"

Su Chen replied quietly.

Although I hate it to the bone, I have to do enough on the surface....