God-level Perspective

Chapter 793: The Deterrent Power of the Holy Land Kunlun

In the land of North China, outside the ancient house, four figures strolled over and appeared at the gate.

Looking at the ancient house in front of him, the young man in the middle had a faint smile on his lips. This person was naturally Murong Tiandu, and next to him were Beiming Changgong, Ghost Servant, and Jiu Kongzhi. Three people.

"Hmph, who is here? Tell me your name."

At this time, inside the ancient house, a group of ancient warriors swarmed out, standing at the gate and looking indifferently at the four Murong Tiandu people. These people were all masters of the four major sects in the ancient martial arts world. When they came here, they came quietly. Of course, their actual actions have already been under the supervision of these three wizards in North China.

Hearing this, Murong Tiandu glanced at Beiming Changgong. The latter understood and immediately stepped forward and said, "I am Beiming Changgong. This is our young master. He is a genius who is now famous in China. We want to fight with you." People from the four factions met."

Hearing this, the people from the four ancient martial arts sects frowned, and someone immediately reported what happened here to the four leaders inside. In less than half a minute, the person who went to report came out and said, "Four of you, please come in."

"Thank you!"

After finishing speaking, Murong Tiandu and four others walked into the ancient house in a swagger. In the hall of the ancient house, Ma Lao from Xingyi Sect, Guyang from Baji, Mr. Zhuo from Wuyue, and Lu Laosi from Wing Chun. People have been waiting quietly, and they are also very interested in the prodigy who suddenly rose up and is now famous in China, as famous as Nalan Mietian and Ye Han.

After all, the outside world still knows nothing about the young man's identity, making him very mysterious.

Moreover, if this person can be found here, I am afraid it is no secret that the four major sects of the ancient martial arts world have come to North China.

The four of them, Ma and Lao, looked at the four people who came in from outside, and finally their eyes fell on a man wearing a black mask and a black trench coat. They all squinted at this young master who was famous in China.

"Four of you, please sit down." Mr. Ma looked at Murong Tiandu and saw that the four of them were sitting down. He said, "I wonder what the four of you have come to see us for? Please tell me clearly."

"What do you, the four major sects of the ancient martial arts world, want to do here? This is what we are here for." Murong Tiandu said calmly.

Hearing this, Mr. Ma frowned and said, "I don't understand what you mean."

"Haha, stop pretending. Didn't you come to North China just to kill Ye Han? Do you really think this matter is very secret? I'm afraid that's just you." Murong Tiandu sneered and said; "We are all smart people, so don't waste time. You want to deal with Ye Han, and I also want to deal with Ye Han. This is the same goal for both of us."

"So, what do you mean, your Excellency, you want to deal with Ye Han together with us?" Seeing that Murong Tiandu had made it clear, the people from the four major sects in the ancient martial arts world simply stopped pretending to be stupid.

"That's right, because Ye Han's life belongs to me, and no one can kill him before me. If anyone dares to violate this rule, I will definitely let him die without a burial place!" Murong Tiandu's voice was in vain and stern. Ye Han destroyed his Murong family and killed Murong Hetu. In order to gain this strength, he had to kill his mother and kill his brother and abandon his worries. All of this was because of Ye Han. He could only let Ye Han die in front of him. Only with his hands can he get revenge.

"Hmph, what a domineering person. If you don't have the strength to kill him, why don't you let others do it?" Hearing Murong Tiandu's extremely domineering words, Guyang of the Baji Sect snorted coldly, Mr. Ma and others The people's faces were also a little ugly, and Murong Tiandu's words had the element of threatening them.

"Young man, don't think that you can be arrogant now that you are standing at the top of China's young masters and threaten us. I'm afraid you don't have the ability yet. This time we came to North China to kill Ye Han. If you have the ability to kill him, Of course we are happy to see him, but if we can't..." Mr. Ma sneered, and the meaning of his words was self-evident.

"Old guy, I don't want to repeat what I said a second time." Murong Tiandu's words were still extremely domineering; "I came to you this time to kill Ye Han with you. In the end, even if I can't kill him, you No, his life can only end in my hands, understand? "

"presumptuous!"

Hearing Murong Tiandu's words, Guyang, a master of the Baji Sect with a rather fiery personality, slammed the table, his expression as cold as ice, and his eyes like sharp swords staring at Murong Tiandu. The other three people did the same. With these words, He was simply too overbearing. He didn't take the four major sects of the ancient martial arts world into consideration at all, and he was openly contemptuous of them.

"Hmph, young man, I advise you to take back what you just said, leave here, and go back and forth wherever you came from. Otherwise, don't blame us four old guys for bullying the younger ones." Mr. Ma looked indifferent, and he was full of strength. The breath was released from his body.

"Haha, I want to take action, okay. It just so happens that I have been feeling depressed these past few days." Murong Tiandu smiled faintly, and immediately, a domineering aura burst out from his body. This was a It was as hot as fire, a domineering and unparalleled power, and it was also mixed with a permeable coercion.

Feeling this, the leaders of the four major sects in the ancient martial arts world, who originally had a gloomy look and awe-inspiring aura, condensed their eyes, trembled, and the aura on their bodies weakened in vain.

"This is...impossible, absolutely impossible..." Ma Lao and the other four looked slightly trembling. People in the ancient martial arts world naturally knew about the power of Nine Suns, which is the most domineering and feared power in the world, and People with such power must not be offended. The holy land of Kunlun is a place that everyone in the ancient martial arts world needs to look up to.

"Impossible?" Murong Tiandu sneered; "Nothing is impossible in this world. You feel right. The power in my body is the power of Nine Suns. Where does this power come from? I think you people in the ancient martial arts world You know it better than me. Now, do you still want me to get out?"

Hearing this, the expressions of Ma Lao and the other four people tightened, and they looked at Murong Tiandu with fear in their eyes. Although they had already heard that a more powerful prodigy than Nalan Mietian had appeared in the underground world, they did not I heard that this person actually possesses the power of Nine Suns, which is really incredible, because except for matters related to world affairs, people from the holy land of Kunlun have never been born and practice in Kunlun Mountain all year round.

And now, Murong Tiandu possesses the power of Nine Suns. He is definitely from the holy land of Kunlun. Do they dare to let such a person go?

"Sir, I'm sorry, but the tone of the four of us was too extreme just now. Since you want to kill Ye Han, of course the four of us support it. With your status, Ye Han will definitely die!"