Medical Sovereign

Xiahou Weiyang glanced at him lightly, as if she hadn't seen him before and didn't say anything to him.

The white-haired old man's face darkened, and he stared at Xiahou Weiyang coldly, with a hint of amusement flashing across his face.

Before he could speak, a middle-aged man next to him sneered and said proudly: "What a Zhenguo Wuhou, you don't need to ask us to take action when you encounter something that can't be solved."

"Hey, you can't say that. Although the strength is a little bit lower, after all, he is the founding hero of the country. It is enough to rest on the merits of history and enjoy the admiration of all people. How can he take action personally."

Someone winked and said something.

"There is nothing we can do. We just work hard. Unlike others, we catch up with the good times."

"Hush! What you are saying nonsense, be careful. It really angers the old man Marquis Wu of Zhenguo. Be careful to put on your shoes."

"Hey, it's impossible. He is a Marquis of Wu of the country and an unparalleled warrior. How can he care about our backs?"

"The waves behind the Yangtze River push the waves in front, and the waves in front... haha."

…

A group of people from the arsenal talked to each other and sneered at Xiahou Weiyang without hiding the jealousy in their eyes.

Even though Xiahou Weiyang's qi-raising skills were excellent, the veins on his forehead jumped out of anger, his face turned red, he clenched his fists tightly, and his knuckles turned slightly white from the exertion.

When the white-haired old man saw the appearance of the three Buddhas who were angry with Xiahou Weiyang, a proud smile flashed in his eyes as if his plot had succeeded.

He wished that Xiahou Weiyang couldn't help but take action, so that he could legitimately take action and teach the Zhenguo Wuhou a lesson.

If we can trample the religious being like Wu Hou under our feet, we can not only wash away the shame of the past, but also give a severe blow to the prestige of the Imperial Palace and enhance the reputation of the arsenal.

Maybe, by then, the arsenal will be able to replace the Imperial Palace and become a belief-like existence in the Kingdom of China.

"Shut up!"

Ding Ning narrowed his eyes slightly and stared coldly at these villains who had succeeded. The anger in his heart suddenly rose and he shouted angrily.

Although he did not know why the people in the arsenal did not deal with Xiahou Weiyang, he knew very well that the people in the Guoshifu were people who truly cared about their family, country, and the world. They devoted their lives to the country, and they deserved the title of unparalleled Guoshi.

Never allow anyone to tarnish or insult you.

Xiahou Weiyang's strength was not strong enough to deter them, and he would only bring humiliation upon himself. He had to take the overall situation into consideration, so he had to endure it humiliatingly, but he would not tolerate them.

There are not many people in this world that he can respect from the bottom of his heart, but the three elders of Guoshifu are definitely among them. He will never allow anyone to trample on the dignity of Guoshifu.

The scene instantly fell into deathly silence, and dozens of arsenal experts all focused their gazes on him, with shock, astonishment, and confusion in their eyes.

They are powerful arsenals, at least half-god-level beings. Even the country must be polite to them and only ask them to take action after agreeing to their conditions.

Didn’t you see that Xiahou Weiyang, the Marquis of the Kingdom of Wu, had to swallow their cynicism in the face of their cynicism? Has this kid taken the courage of a bear’s heart and a leopard’s courage? How dare you tell them to shut up.

"Boy, who are you? Do you have the right to speak here?"

The white-haired old man asked with a gloomy expression.

"Boy, do you know who we are? You dare to talk to us like this, you are really ignorant and fearless."

The middle-aged man standing next to the white-haired old man said sullenly, if it weren't for the fact that he was in full view of the public and had to abide by the rules that warriors cannot attack ordinary people, he would have slapped this boy who didn't know the heights of the world into a puddle. Mud.

"Where are your adults? Call your adults here quickly, kneel down and kowtow to apologize. Maybe we will forgive you."

"Kneel down

, the little bastard who doesn’t know the dignity of others is really looking for death. "

"MD, it seems that our arsenal is still too low-key. A kid who jumped out of nowhere dares to yell at us."

"Boy, kneel down quickly and apologize. Maybe we will consider not involving your family, otherwise, we will destroy your nine tribes."

…

A group of arsenal strong men looked evil and started shouting.

"Kill my nine tribes? If you dare, say it again."

Ding Ning's eyes sternly stared at the thick-lipped middle-aged man who was shouting the loudest, with undisguised murderous intent flashing in his eyes.

The thick-lipped middle-aged man trembled all over. He felt as if he was being targeted by a terrifying monster that preyed on people. He shivered all over. His lips were pursed for a long time and he was unable to speak. There was fear in his eyes. color.

He had only felt this terrifying momentum from the strongest men in the arsenal, and it made him tremble from the bottom of his soul.

"Hu Daniu, aren't you frightened by this brat? Why don't you even dare to fart?"

A middle-aged man with gray hair next to him didn't know what was wrong with Hu Daniu, so he laughed and teased.

"Ha ha!"

Everyone burst into laughter and looked at Hu Daniu jokingly. They did not think that Hu Daniu was frightened, but thought that he was angry.

Hu Daniu is also a person who wants to save face. Although he realizes that Ding Ning may not be as simple as he seems on the surface, when he thinks that this is the first time that the arsenal has been sent out to perform a mission, and there are so many companions beside him, no matter how powerful this beard is, what else can he do? Can it withstand the cooperation of so many people?

Thinking of this, he suddenly became emboldened and shouted angrily: "You little bastard, I want to kill your nine tribes, how can you..."

puff!

Before he finished speaking, Hu Daniu felt a flash of colorful light in front of his eyes, and his neck suddenly hurt. He saw a headless corpse spraying blood arrows outwards, and fell to the ground with a thud.

Hey, this headless corpse looked so familiar, as if it were his own body. Before he could figure out what was going on, his vision went dark and he completely lost consciousness.

The scene was completely silent, falling into deathly silence again.

Everyone's eyes were wide open, and they watched in disbelief as Hu Daniu's body was separated. A head flew up into the air, fell to the ground and rolled around. It happened to stop rolling with its face facing up. There was confusion in the eyes of the big boss. He looked confused, as if he couldn't figure out what was going on.

The white-haired old man's eyes shrank violently into a glow, and he stared at Ding Ning. His face was more solemn than ever before, and he said coldly: "I didn't expect that I was wrong. Your Excellency is really good at it."

"If the arsenal is filled with people like you who only know how to talk, there's no need to die, just get out."

Ding Ning put his hands behind his back and said coldly with an expressionless face.

Because of the ancestor of the Wu family, he didn’t have a good impression of this arsenal, not to mention that Xiahou Weiyang had told him the origin of Wuku in detail before. These people were eating, drinking, and enjoying the best food provided by the country. Good resources, but when the country needs them, they have to impose various conditions before agreeing to take action, which makes him even less fond of these white-eyed wolves in the arsenal.

But the arsenal is the foundation of China after all. If they don't provoke him, he won't bother to trouble them.

But these people from the arsenal not only targeted Xiahou Weiyang from the very beginning, intending to trample on the dignity of the Imperial Palace, they also dared to threaten to kill the nine clans, which completely offended his strength. Naturally, he would not show any mercy when killing him.

If these people are sensible, that's all. If they are not, he doesn't mind killing them and teaching these white-eyed wolves how to behave.

A look of worry flashed in Xiahou Weiyang's eyes. Although she was moved in her heart, she knew that Ding Ning was standing up for herself.

, but the arsenal was sent by the country to handle matters after all. Before the foreign enemies were eliminated, Ding Ning had a conflict with the arsenal. This was not a good thing.

Just as he was about to step forward and act as a peacemaker, when the conflict continued to intensify, he was pulled back by Ye Qingxuan and shook his head slightly at him.

This made Xiahou Weiyang startled, and then he realized that Ye Qingxuan had been controlling the formation eyes. Now that he appeared next to him, he had obviously given up controlling the formation, which meant that the fog would soon dissipate, and in the temple The people are about to escape, and the arsenal has no time to cause trouble for Ding Ning for the time being.

"presumptuous……"

Although the white-haired old man was shocked by Ding Ning's weird methods, he didn't even find out how Hu Daniu was killed, but he was scolded by Ding Ning in public, which made him lose his old face. Miracle roared, and was about to take action and teach him a lesson. While Ding Ning was calming down, a strong pressure suddenly came from behind him, which surprised him and turned his head to look in shock.

I didn't know when the fog in the sky dissipated, and a group of strong men exuding terrifying coercion gathered together, looking at them as if they were dead people.

The muscles of the white-haired old man's body were tense, and his old eyes shone with an unprecedented seriousness.

He had never paid attention to the people in the temple in front of the Dragon King before. That was because he felt that apart from the arsenal, there could not be so many strong demigods in the world. He thought that the Dragon King was exaggerating, so he acted like An arrogant look.

But at this moment, when he actually faced the people in the temple, he knew that he was wrong. The Dragon King was not exaggerating at all. These people were not very strong, but ridiculously strong.

Especially the two leaders, even he felt like he couldn't see through them, which made him regretful. If he had known that the enemy was so strong, he wouldn't have rushed to ask for this job.

"kill!"

Kamiichi's face was ugly, his eyes flashed coldly, and he waved his hand and ordered without hesitation.

He originally wanted to kill everyone and silence them, and then achieve great success on his own. Unexpectedly, he was trapped by the maze, and most of those damn ants escaped. The strategy of killing everyone and silencing them would definitely not work.

Therefore, when the fog finally dissipated and he saw the white-haired old man and other semi-god-level powerhouses, he subconsciously thought that they were responsible. His anger had nowhere to vent, and he was not even in the mood to say anything. The order was given.

"kill!"

Everyone in the temple had gloomy expressions. Hearing this, they shouted angrily without hesitation and rushed towards the people in the arsenal menacingly.

When the white-haired old man saw that the two strongest men, Shen Yi and Lei Yi, did not move, he felt a little relieved. He did not bother to settle the score with Ding Ning, and shouted angrily: "Fight them."

The corner of Ding Ning's mouth twitched, and he secretly cursed in his heart, Damn, are you here to make fun of me? They are shouting to fight and kill with so much momentum, why don't you just say something to fight with them, but you are already showing weakness even before the fight begins.

However, he didn't have any good feelings towards the arsenal, and of course he didn't care about their life or death. Instead of following the arsenal's people to kill them, he pulled Xiahou Weiyang and Ye Qingxuan back quickly to avoid them being affected by the aftermath of the battle.

As for An An and Long Yi, he doesn't need to worry about them at all. These two girls have peerless demigod fighting power. Anyone who dares to provoke them will be lucky.

Seeing the devastating power of a group of demigods fighting together, Xiahou Weiyang's eyes flashed with sadness. Although the words of the people in the arsenal were unpleasant, they hit his biggest weakness.

He originally thought that he would be able to live up to his title of breaking through the Holy Martial Arts and conquering the country as Wuhou, but he was deeply hit in front of these powerful demigods.

He, the Marquis of Wu, was as weak as a baby. Even the aftermath of the battle could break him into pieces and die without a place to bury him, let alone go into battle to kill the enemy.