Under one person: I, Zhang Zhiwei, the arrogant Zhang

Black Qi gathered, and immortal families came here one after another. Some immortal families came with soldiers and horses from the hall, and some immortal families came alone.

The energy emitted by many immortals turned into a black mist as thick as an iron curtain, with countless people hiding in it.

In the valley, Zhang Zhiwei's eyes were lowered, neither sad nor happy, and he didn't even look at the immortals.

The faces of Guan Shihua and Liao Huzi turned ugly. This time the situation was a bit beyond expectations. So many immortal families came. To be precise, several immortal families brought many soldiers and horses from the camp.

We agreed that big things would be reduced to trivial matters, trivial matters would be trivialized, everyone would be harmonious and make money, and they would settle their grudges over a glass of wine. What do you mean by ambushing five hundred swordsmen and axes?

Not to mention the two of them, even the people supporting Zhang Zhiwei could see that there might be a big problem this time.

The crowd became a little commotion.

"The person who came here is evil!"

"There are so many of us, how dare they take action against us?"

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Zhang Zhiwei patted Lu Ren on the shoulder: "Dabi, there may be a fierce battle later, you are more stable..."

Before he finished speaking, Lu Ren's eyes widened angrily: "Senior Brother Zhang, don't worry, we and all of you will never give up and fight to the death with Senior Brother Zhang!"

Lu Ci said with a ferocious smile: "Me too!"

Zhang Zhiwei: "…………"

He quickly said: "What I mean is that too many people will cause trouble. You are more stable. I will raise the table later as a sign. You and your people will exit the valley immediately. Don't affect my performance!"

The situation was urgent, so Zhang Zhiwei spoke a bit bluntly and did not shy away from everyone.

Everyone was speechless.

Listen, is this what people say?

I have never heard that there is great power when there are many people, and the flames are strong when everyone adds fuel to the fire. This is the first time I have heard that too many people can cause trouble and affect the performance. How presumptuous! ?

Also, flipping the table is a sign of honor, why is it so weird?

In ancient times, there were ambushing swordsmen and axe-hands who would throw cups as a signal and rush forward in a swarm.

Today, Senior Brother Zhang flipped the table as a signal and retreated in a hurry?

Everyone wanted to refute, but when they remembered the scene in the Dragon Vein Qi Bureau before, they suddenly felt a little less confident. It seemed that it was indeed right. If they were forced to stay, they might not be able to help, they would only add to the chaos, and they would most likely lose it. Little life.

Lu Ren looked at the incense table in front of him, with a black line on his head. Even though he was reluctant, he still put the overall situation first, nodded and said:

"Senior Brother Zhang, don't worry, I understand!"

However, Lu Ci stepped back and came to Lu Jin's side, grinning and saying, "You're being serious, what do you mean?"

"What do you mean?" Lu Jin's eyes were bloodshot and his voice was low but decisive: "If we start fighting later and you want to retreat, I won't retreat anyway!"

"Damn it, are you saying no one will quit?" Lu Ci glared at him, "If it weren't for the wrong situation, I would have fought you for three hundred rounds!"

"Take me one!" At this time, Wang Ai, who had always been timid, suddenly put his head in and said.

"Fat man, don't hold yourself back!" Lu Ci said immediately.

"That's right, in this situation...if you do it later, it will be difficult for us to take care of you!" Lu Jin also said.

Wang Ai gave a sinister smile: "Who is holding back and who is looking after whom? It's hard to say!?"

Lu Ci and Lu Jin were stunned and looked at Wang Ai, suddenly feeling that this little boy had become a little strange.

Wang Ai explained: "I have already made an agreement with the boss of the Xian family. If anything happens, he will come out and kill him. Don't be afraid!"

Lu Jin and Lu Ci stopped talking. With the Immortal Family like the Monkey King taking action, there was really no need for them to worry.

"Don't panic, everyone, things haven't reached this point yet. Let's bring people to support the scene, and the Xian family will also bring people to support the scene. Let's talk first!"

Seeing that the situation was tense, Guan Shihua said quickly.

Liao Huzi also took a step forward, cupped his hands and said: "Dear Masters of the Immortal Family, as the saying goes, it is better to dissolve enemies than to make knots. If you have any questions, you might as well sit down and talk."

In the yellow and demonic atmosphere, Mr. Huang took a step and immediately wanted to speak out to lighten the atmosphere.

It was the peacemaker, so of course it couldn't cower, but it was held back by Huang Jiuye.

"The first thing you can do is to shoot the first bird, Lao Liu, you taught me, wait a minute and see how this little Celestial Master behaves?"

Although Mr. Huang boasted of Zhang Zhiwei's miraculous skills and successfully frightened Mr. Huang Jiu and made him change his stance, as the head bishop, he was not a fool who believed everything others said.

It wanted to see if this little heavenly master was as powerful as the rumors said.

If so, then let it put aside its grudges and greet you with a smile. If it is just an illusion, then don't blame it for being pretentious.

Other immortals also have this mentality more or less. If you are strong, they will retreat. If you are weak, they will be easy to bully, and they will leave you with no bones left.

Halfway up the mountain, Chang Zaitian's eyes were fierce, spitting out a scarlet letter, and his golden vertical pupils were staring at Liao Hu.

It recognized Liao Huzi. It had seen this person last time in the Baixian Valley. At that time, it thought he was Baixian's younger brother, but now it seems that he is not because he has a disgusting aura. This breath comes from Liu Kunsheng.

"Sit down and talk?" Chang Zaitian stared at Liao Huzi and said, "Who are you?"

The moment he was watched by Chang Zaitian, Liao Huzi's hair stood on end, and he bowed and said: "I am Uncle Liu's cousin Ma Liaohuzi. I am here to be a peacemaker this time. This..."

The scales on Chang Zaitian's body were clasped together, and the terrifying muscles pulled the huge body to stand up. His terrifying lantern-like eyes looked at Liao Huzi coldly, and said in a cold voice:

"Brother Ma? We are all present here, including the Archbishop, Vice-Bishop, and Branch Master. How dare you, a younger brother, come to be the peacemaker? As a younger brother, you are not qualified to attend this meeting."

"If you want to be a peacemaker, you have to be Liu Kunsheng. A mere brother-in-law comes here and looks down on us. Why do you want us to give you face as a brother-in-law? Go back and wait for news!"

Chang Zaitian shouted angrily, and the black mist surged and gathered together, like a black cloud, heading towards Liao Huzi. At its entrance, Di Ma was a disposable slave, but he did not say anything. share.

Liao Huzi said something bad in his heart, and immediately wanted to ask the immortal family to possess him. He was not worthy enough to speak, so the immortal family's head office was in his body.

But at this moment, Zhang Zhiwei's pupils flashed with golden flames, and his gaze focused. Centered on the landing point of his gaze, the black mist was like a hot knife thrust into butter, burning violently, spreading in all directions, and crashing down. The black mist suddenly turned into light smoke and dispersed.

"Senior Brother Zhang is so powerful. He neutralized the Python Immortal's attack without even seeing him take action!"

"What do you know? This is called fighting between masters. Just click and stop. This should be just a trial. There may be more intense conflicts later. We have to be careful!"

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The people behind him were talking a lot. Although they were surrounded by the Xian family and were in danger, standing behind Zhang Zhiwei, they felt an inexplicable sense of security.

"Senior Liao, thank you for your trouble. Leave it to me to handle the rest!"

Zhang Zhiwei patted Liao Huzi's shoulder, walked to the desk, sparks appeared from his fingertips, and relit the incense candle on the incense table that had been extinguished by the movement just now.

"Is this immortal family very good-natured?"

Zhang Zhiwei blew out the flames at his fingertips, without even looking at Chang Zaitian, and said calmly:

"You said Senior Liao is not qualified, but what about me, am I qualified to talk to you, a long worm?!"

Chang Chong... Chang Zaitian's eyes were like lava flowing through them. It felt offended, but it was difficult to refute.

The reactions of other immortal families were also different.

Experts can tell if there is one as soon as they make a move, and one look can break Chang Zaitian's Qi. This little Celestial Master is not simple.

Seeing this situation, Mr. Huang took a step forward, raised his hands and said:

"The Little Celestial Master is a direct descendant of the Celestial Masters of the Three Religions, the sixty-fifth generation chief of Longhu Mountain, a disciple with a false surname who was taught the thunder method, and a future Celestial Master candidate. Of course he is qualified."

"Speaking of which, our Chuma Immortals have quite a connection with Taoism. Hei Mama, one of the founders of Chuma, once practiced with Taoist Master Guo Shouzhen, the founder of Taoism in Northeast China. It can be said to be a good story."

"The little Celestial Master is a disciple of the Taoist sect, and he has learned the secret technique of setting up a palace. Our relationship can be said to be that of a close relative. If we don't talk to each other, let's not get into a tense situation!"

"Let's go into the valley and have a drink. Let's put our faces to rest and let go of old grudges. If you have anything to do, come down and talk. What do you think?"

After Huang Ye finished speaking, he looked around.

A Bai Xianzhang who had already greeted him said, "What Huang Tianliu said is true, I think it will work!"

A Hu Xian Zhang Cult also said: "Yes, yes, being able to speak out in court, whether it is big or small, is not a matter of life and death. Let's discuss the solution!"

After learning Zhang Zhiwei's identity, the Xian family didn't want to cause too much embarrassment. There would be no benefit at all, and it would be easy to make a mess.

Even so, some immortals disagreed, and Chang Zaitian said:

"Solution? What solution? You don't follow the rules, and you secretly learn my skills of setting up a court. There is no solution to this matter, and there is no need to discuss it. We don't want your life, little heavenly master. As long as you destroy your body and cultivate, it will be fine." !”

"Yes, this is a good idea. Abandoning the cultivation level is equivalent to recovering the means, and that incident can be wiped out!" A fairy family agreed.

"Isn't it too much to abolish the cultivation level? It doesn't need to be so serious. I just need the little Heavenly Master to promise not to use it. It's so ugly and bad!!"

"As long as the promise is worth a lot of money, it must be scrapped!"

Suddenly, the black mist started to become noisy, and the immortals were discussing how to deal with Zhang Zhiwei.

The Immortal Family who took refuge in the Japanese pirates proposed severe punishment. Some agreed with the practice, while others suggested killing them directly. After all, the dead can keep secrets best.

The other immortal families don't want to make things too big, and if they do something so extreme, there will be no benefit to them, and they will be retaliated by Longhu Mountain.

Both sides insisted on their own opinions and argued with each other for a long time without any result.

In the black mist, there are several immortals who have always had great murderous intentions towards me. They are adding fuel to the fire and instigating other immortals to deal with me. I am afraid that they are all people who have taken refuge in the Japanese pirates. It seems that today's matter is just a matter of course. I'm afraid it will be difficult to be kind... Zhang Zhiwei laughed secretly in his heart, raised his head and said:

"Master Huang, you are so polite. Thank you for taking care of me this time. I, Zhang Zhiwei, will keep it in mind. Speaking of which, when I was in Longhu Mountain before, I didn't expect that this disciple of the Heavenly Master would be so useful."

"But it's a pity that this time I went north to Liaodong and sneaked down the mountain. I don't represent Longhu Mountain, nor do I represent the Tianshi disciples. I only represent myself, Zhang Zhiwei, a member of Tiantong. Of course, you can also call me the Master of Tiantong. .”

"As for the explanation you are looking for from me, what explanation, and method of establishing a court, I realized it myself after discussing Taoism with Bai Sangu. How can it be said to be stealing?"

"Moreover, strictly speaking, the secret technique of establishing the entrance of the hall does not originate from your shamanism. You must know that you come from the three major immortal families."

"Master Huang also said just now that the black mother of the three great immortals once practiced with Taoist Guo Shouzhen, the founder of Northeastern Taoism, preached and preached in Tiesha Mountain, and was even named the protector of Northeastern Taoism."

"It can be said that the foundation of your alliance comes from the Taoist sect. As a disciple of the Taoist sect, if I know a little bit of tricks, I will be beaten and killed. It doesn't make sense, right?!"

As soon as these words came out, the scene suddenly became silent. After a moment, the black mist rolled, and the immortals inside had different reactions.

Mr. Huang lowered his head to cover his face, but he couldn't carry him away, he couldn't carry him away at all.

It took a lot of effort to convince so many immortals to support him. With such a natural answer, wouldn’t he still be the leader of Tiantong and not slap the faces of all the immortals?

Liao Huzi and others were also a little speechless, and even had the feeling that Zhang Zhiwei was a little too confused about the occasion and did not appreciate the promotion.

But the three younger brothers, Lu Jin, Lu Ci and Wang Ai, can understand.

"Can't you explain it?" Chang Zaitian sneered: "You mean, you want us to apologize to you? If that's the case, then I will apologize to you!"

Immediately afterwards, a round head was suddenly thrown out of the black mist. It rolled onto the snow and landed at Zhang Zhiwei's feet.

Zhang Zhiwei looked down and saw a young-looking child, who looked to be twelve or thirteen years old, but he didn't recognize him.

"This is……"

He was wondering when suddenly, a series of bloody heads were thrown out of the black fog, as if there was a rain of blood.

These heads headed down towards Zhang Zhiwei.

Although he didn't know what happened, Zhang Zhiwei still moved his heart, floating countless golden lights out of thin air, and caught these heads.

"This is...Brother Tiezhu's...?"

Guan Shihua walked up to the heads, pursed her lips, and looked a little sad.

This is the head of a disciple who was responsible for sending the ritual personnel up the mountain last night.

But his head appears here...

In this case, the identity of the hundred or ten heads next to him is clearly revealed. The canthus of the bearded man is about to burst, and his eyes are blood red.

Among these heads, there were many children, but at this moment, they all died unexpectedly.

"Damn worms!"

He immediately wanted to be possessed by the Xianjia and sought revenge from Chang Zaitian, but the Xianjia in his body rejected him.

Chang Zaitian is not an ordinary immortal, and in this situation, rashly going to attack him is the same as courting death.

The surrounding immortals were also a little confused when they saw this scene.

"What's going on? What is Chang Zaitian doing? Why did he kill so many people at once?"

"Look at the expressions of the people below, Chang Zaitian did something behind our backs. I'm afraid it will be very difficult to handle today!"

One of them, Hu Xian, said solemnly.

"If it's difficult to handle, then don't do it!"

Zhang Zhiwei said angrily.

After knowing the identities of these heads through Guan Shihua, he had no intention of continuing the conversation.

With a violent lift of the table, the sword shadow of the Dongfeng sword slashed across the black mist, tearing open a seven to eight meter long hole in the iron-like black mist.

Also torn apart at the same time was the Xianjia in the dark. The surging blood turned into waves of blood rain, splashing in all directions.

From the beginning to the end, Zhang Zhiwei did not raise his eyelids. He was holding the Dongfeng sword in his hand, and there were blood drops on the sword.

"A nest of snakes and rats, don't give up, what the hell are you doing? Everything is according to the rules, and you come to me to ask for an explanation. Do you think my surname is Zhang?"

"What nonsense rules, my rules are the rules."

Zhang Zhiwei raised his head fiercely, the blood vessels on his forehead bulging. He stepped forward with his sword and soared into the sky!