Grandmaster of Heroes

Yan Xingxia and Yan Xuankong came a little early.

If it is based on intelligence information, the two should be guarding at the border.

Mu Yongzhi glanced slightly, watching the two landing, and nodded slightly.

The royal family is the royal family, and the grand guru family is the grand guru family.

As long as he admits his position as the Song Family, there is no problem with living in peace with each other.

But if it is against him, he will not hesitate to play hard.

"South Australia and we did it?"

"Wen Renweiyang, stretch out your stinky feet!"

When Yan Xingxia and Yan Xuankong fell to the ground, they scanned the scene once and saw the scene of everyone around them, and they were also surprised.

Was scolded by Yan Xingxia, Wen Renweiyang shrugged his shoulders, and really loosened his right foot stepping on Situ Xuankong.

"We didn't do it with you," Wen Renweiyang said with a chuckle: "It's because of your civil strife in Dongyue, you need to stand up again at this time."

"Standing up?"

Yan Xuankong's gaze narrowed and glanced at Mu Yongzhi and others.

"Those who have been bitterly taught?" Yan Xuankong asked.

"Zunmu Yongzhi, the ancestor of Song Jiade, is the heir to the 16th generation of the Song Dynasty, and is an upright successor to Dongyue."

"You have surnamed the wood, you have betrayed the Song family, where did you inherit your identity."

Yan Xuankong's rhetorical question made Mu Yongzhi frown slightly, and then he shook his head again.

"If I don't take the position of Datong in one day, I will lose the surname of Song in one day, but I am the true heir, and only I can lead Dongyue forward."

Mu Yongzhi looked up at Song Zhongkai sitting in a wheelchair not far away, and then looked at Situ Xuankong, who was forced to get up by Yan Xingxia.

"One old and one disabled, they are not enough to control Dongyue, and it is difficult to establish Dongyue's reputation."

As Qingchuan Shenhuo said, without Jiujian Sword, Emperor Star is also glorious.

Song Zhongkai and Situ Xuankong struggled to form a coordination, many threats have gone, and there is no deterrent force.

"At this time we are suffering from bullying in South Australia, what is your ability to erect our reputation in Dongyue?"

When Mu Yongzhi spoke, he only heard a melodious voice coming from afar, even though he could hardly see the truth at the moment.

"Xu Zongfu's good skills" Mu Yongzhi smiled lightly: "The deity always wanted to meet you, but there was a little difficult confrontation with each other. You have to ask me what I have skills, then you can see clearly."

He waved slightly, and saw the old Tsing Yi man on the left standing up.

"Zuo Qingchan, please ask Wen Renkui for advice!"

"You Longjian Zuo Qingchan?"

"Ashamed, a little thin name in the past, did not expect Wen Renkui also heard."

Wen Renweiyang looked at Zuo Qingchan, but his heart was insulted.

Picked up by Xu Zhi, he was used by Mu Yongzhi to stand up.

At least Mu Yongzhi must show enough ability to stand up, and also needs to have the ability to gather everyone's minds.

Targeting South Australia is obviously an extremely suitable opportunity.

Zuo Qingchan was the top master master of Dongyue more than fifty years ago. At that time, Dongyue was swaying by storm, leaning on Song Zhongkai and Situ Xuankong.

But under these two grandmasters, it was Zuo Qingchan and others.

Zuo Qingchan even occupied Master Dongyue for some time, but then heard of the other party's death.

Wen Renweiyang did not know much about the past, and it was difficult to understand the grievances.

But at this time, he also had a little effort to understand the strength of the other party, so as to avoid omissions in the life and death battle.

Of course he will not cooperate with others such as Mu Yongzhi.

The other world is being coerced, and this world is also being coerced. He has no better partner for cooperation, and it doesn't matter which one comes.

"Since you want to stand up with me, please please!" Wen Renweiyang said.

"Why do you shoot, let me try this skill of Zuo Qingchan!"

Wen Renweiyang just wanted to fly, and Qingchuan Shenhuo around him had already jumped, which made him nod.

"Yes, Qing Chan, you must hurt Grand Master Qingchuan's life!"

On the side, Mu Yongzhi made a sound, and immediately wrinkled Wen Renweiyang's brow, only to feel that today's level is not good.

"No one can easily kill me Qingchuan Shenhuo, and Situ Xuankong, ten years ago, will be eaten by my lower body!"

Qingchuan Shenhuo's voice came in the air, which made Zuo Qingchan's face move.

He moved his right hand slightly, and saw that the golden ribbon wrapped around his waist instantly started, turning into a soft sword as thin as a cicada's wings.

When Zuo Qingchan indulged, Wen Renweiyang's brows were even more wrinkled.

"Why, this one doesn't introduce?"

Qingchuan Shenhuo and Zuo Qingchan at high altitude were in a confrontation, and Wen Renweiyang inevitably turned his attention to another person.

Situ Xin couldn't come out, Situ Xuankong was lying on Yan Xingxia and dressed as a grandson, Song Zhongkai had a gloomy fake look, Xu Zhiyan closed his mouth again, and at this time he had to speak.

If you are determined to cooperate, you must at least find out the details.

"My Wuqu is not worth mentioning, and the only skill is to kill people."

Beside Mu Yongzhi, the black-faced bearded man with gun and red robe exited coldly. His expression did not change at all. It seemed to cover his appearance, making it difficult for people to see the truth.

Wuqu, the right envoy of bitter education and protection.

The bright red blood of the gun head may also confirm that his words are not false.

"Wen Renkui doesn't need to try. Wuqu and Qingchan are equal, and after Qingchan's discussion, you will know our depth." Mu Yongzhi smiled and said: "We will show better than Dongyue now. Is stronger."

Finishing speaking to Wen Renweiyang, Mu Yongzhi did not look to the sky, to pay attention to the discussion between Zuo Qingchan and Qingchuan Shenhuo, but set his sights on Yan Xingxia and Yan Xuankong.

"Good birds choose wood for habitat. Both of them are transparent. I have an orthodox identity. I don’t conflict with the two. Cooperation with each other complements each other. In the end, everything is for Dongyue. If Song Zhongkai is willing to give way to Zen, I won’t hurt. His life will not make you troubled."

"Do you want to woo us?" Yan Xingxia asked.

"This is not co-existence, but coexistence and cooperation." Mu Yongzhi smiled and said: "The deity has long admired the Yan family and is willing to treat each other with courtesy, sincerity, and close family."

There is no lack of atmosphere in Mu Yongzhi's tone.

Compared with the mourning Song Zhongkai, he looks personable and advancing.

"You are afraid that our Yan family will die, the targeted suppression of many groups and families, and the explosion of the ruins of Hushan are inseparable from your operation."

"Different in the past, why did Grand Master Yan take care of some old things? We should be important in the future. The suppression is just a little money and the ruins are just a land of wasteland. If you want these, there is no problem. I can. Put your hands on it."

"Unfortunately, the Yan family is not lacking at this time. It used to be the charcoal in the snow, but now it is just the icing on the cake. Whichever is more important, Master Mu must have counted."

Yan Xingxia took off the long and thick knife on his back and stood in front of him.

"Your words are so grandiose, but it's just a rebellion. What's more, if you teach a lot of forces and entangle troubles, it's hard to write a book. If you are like this, wouldn't I be ashamed of Dongyue."

Yan Xingxia made a solemn voice at this time, his words slightly changed Mu Yongzhi's face.

"My Yan family does not want to be with you and others."

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Yan Xingxia This is the determination to stand up to the side of Song Zhongkai.

There are two great masters. This is a family with huge power and a family with hard power.

If it is possible, Mu Yongzhi certainly hopes to be good with it, not to commit evil.

But Yan Xingxia did not give this opportunity.

"Grandmaster Yan always has to think about your descendants. I really don't want Yan's family to be in trouble from now on, so I can only fall into trouble and wander around in foreign countries."

He finally said something softly, and even took out the communicator and pressed it.

After the echo signal in this venue.

The sound of Yan Jinbai's deep and painful cry from Mu Yongzhi's communicator changed the face of Yan Xingxia slightly.

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