Hearing Zhang Yi's words, the shock on Gao Yanshi's face flashed across his face.
He heard the implication of Zhang Yi's words.
Through a few words, this person vaguely learned about the relationship between the Tiehu Gang and his family's King Wu.
This Zhang Yi is really not simple.
As someone close to Zhao Hongming, he knew that the rumored Wei Wuji was the work of His Highness.
However, he is no longer the little eunuch who has never seen the world before, and will not be frightened by a few words.
Soon Gao Yanshi put away the expression on his face, glanced up and down, and took a good look at the dark-skinned young man.
The other person is about the same age as himself, but he has an air of maturity and aura about him.
Gao Yanshi suppressed his thoughts and said without changing his expression: "Of course you can redeem your sword if you want. But just this information is not enough."
Zhang Yi was startled when he heard Gao Yanshi's calm answer.
He couldn't help but wonder if his judgment was wrong, or if the eunuch in front of him was pretending to be confused?
The thoughts in my heart began to swirl.
Zhang Yi finally believed in his own judgment.
Regarding the relationship between the Tiehu Gang and Prince Wu's Mansion, he must have guessed correctly. It was the eunuch who was pretending to be confused.
Perhaps he was too showy and eager to express himself, which aroused his wariness.
After thinking about it, Zhang Yi's face was filled with a smile again, and he said with a smile: "It seems that Yi has taken it for granted. In this case, my sword should be stored here for a while longer. Sir, I'm sorry to bother you."
He didn't mention the reward for intelligence again and strode away with the little girl.
Gao Yanshi looked at Zhang Yi's leaving figure, his expression suddenly became serious.
Putting aside some issues of stance, the news brought by Zhang Yi is still very important.
He hunched his body slightly and walked swiftly in the palace, quickly reaching the martial arts arena in the palace.
At this time, Zhao Hongming was standing side by side with Wu Qi.
In front of them, some guards were practicing, and there were sounds of friction between armor plates.
Gao Yanshi heard Zhao Hongming's voice from a distance.
"Chief Wu, I see that every time you use troops, you are like an arm in command. How do you do that?"
Wu Qi was standing by, lowering his head and clasping his fists, explaining his military training ideas to Zhao Hongming: "Your Highness, if you want the army to obey orders and prohibitions and strictly prohibit violations, you need to win by rule and have strict rewards and punishments. When fighting, there will be heavy rewards for progress. It’s enough to be punished with severe punishment.”
"In Qi's view, teaching and precepts come first when it comes to using military force. Strict training is also required when there is no battle." Wu Qi continued: "Although one mei-opening warrior cannot defeat Tongqiao, but if there are ten or a hundred mei-opening warriors, With the strength of weapons and the formation of military formations, it is easy for warriors to kill these high-level warriors."
"If we occupy the geographical convenience, it is not a bad idea to kill higher-level warriors." Wu Qi said, "This is the power of military strategists."
Zhao Hongming nodded after hearing this, approving from his heart.
At present, there may be those talented warriors who can master the overwhelming power, but this cannot conceal the fact that the way of immortal martial arts is declining day by day.
With the collective efforts of everyone, it may become a trend in the future.
"Your Highness."
Gao Yanshi's voice came from behind, and Zhao Hongming turned his head and looked over.
Gao Yanshi raised his hands and said respectfully: "I have just received the news. I heard that someone from the Tiehu Gang ran to the dock and set fire to a batch of goods belonging to the Wang family. I feel that there is something unusual, so I came here to report it to Your Highness."
Upon hearing this piece of news, Zhao Hongming's face was full of doubts.
Now the Tiehu Gang has become the Tiger Hall of his Ming Cult. Without his order, no one would make any arbitrary decisions.
Wu Qi said from the side: "Your Highness, maybe someone is secretly causing trouble."
"It doesn't matter. I haven't been there for a while. I don't have anything to do today, so I'll just go over there and see what's going on. You can just go back to business as usual."
"yes."
Zhao Hongming put his hands behind his back, took steps, and left the martial arts arena.
He returned to the bedroom, changed his clothes, changed his appearance, and left the palace in a flash.
…
The old lobby of the Iron Tiger Gang.
"Master He, why are you here?" Zhang Yubao stood up to greet him.
The handsome man in front of him is the former leader of the Qinglong Gang, He Jinlong.
After seeing the majesty of his leader, he immediately recognized the current affairs and became a hero, and became the current leader of the Mingjiao Dragon Hall.
At present, among the five Mingjiao disciples, he is the one with the highest cultivation level, and there is no room for neglect.
He Jinlong's expression was serious. He glanced left and right, leaned in front of Zhang Yubao, and lowered his voice and said, "Did you secretly seek trouble for the Wang family today?"
Zhang Yubao was stunned when he heard this and didn't react at all. He asked strangely: "It's okay if the Wang family doesn't provoke us, why would we provoke the Wang family?"
When He Jinlong saw Zhang Yubao's look, his brows became uncertain. He said softly, "That means someone is stirring up trouble."
While the two were talking, another man walked in with several disciples.
It is Pai Zhaoan, the leader of Bao Hall.
"You are all here? Great." Pei Zhaoan said quickly: "Have you heard that the Wang family has taken action against those martial arts forces that rejected them. The master of the Phantom Sect has just been beaten by the Wang family. died."
The expression on He Jinlong's face changed: "Is the news true?!"
Hall Master Pei said in an extremely affirmative tone: "It's absolutely true. The people below me saw it with their own eyes. It really can't be true anymore. The person who did it was Wang Ning, the Qilin son of the Wang family. He was alone and killed the Phantom Gate up and down. Get clean."
He Jinlong and Zhang Yubao both took a deep breath.
Zhang Yubao said with a trembling tone: "The master of the Phantom Sect is a seventh-level innate cultivation level, with excellent body skills. When our gang leader was still alive, we had to deal with him several times, but we didn't even get a trace of it. Cheap. In addition to him, there are several good players in their phantom sect. Even if they can't be beaten, they can still escape. How could it be..."
"The Phantom Sect, like us, rejected the Wang family's solicitation before, so they were targeted."
"It's not good. All the senior officials of Lin Guanghui are dead, and their bodies were hung at the door by the Wang family."
At the door, the deacons from the remaining two halls of Mingjiao also hurried over, speaking before anyone arrived.
"What?!"
He Jinlong, Pei Zhaoan and others exclaimed in unison.
They looked at each other, and the atmosphere suddenly became depressing.
Even if the previous Phantom Sect master died, they could still accept it.
However, Lin Guanghui was a ninth-grade Xiantian, much higher than them, yet he died so neatly.
But they couldn't accept it for a while.
Even Lin Guanghui, a martial artist with so much higher cultivation level than them, couldn't defeat him. So if they faced each other, wouldn't they definitely die?
The lips of a steward of Yingtang suddenly turned pale, and he said in an unconfident tone: "Did the ancestor of the Wang family take action?"
He Jinlong shook his head and said: "The ancestor of the Wang family is a second-level martial artist. I heard that he is old and has hidden diseases in his body. He has not taken action for many years. The Wang family will not invite anyone unless it is critical. This ancestor’s.”
"I heard that the Wang family's Qilin'er is only in his twenties or thirties. If he really did it, he has such terrifying combat power at such a young age. I'm afraid it has something to do with the Wang family's inheritance of immortality." After calming down, Pei Zhaoan said softly. said.
After his reminder, everyone else also started thinking about this, feeling that this was the only way to explain the uniqueness of the Wang family's Qilin'er.
This involves the power of immortality.
Compared with warriors like them, they are completely on two levels.
Now the five of them are the five most powerful people in Mingjiao.
But if they really have to face this Qilin son of the Wang family, even if the five of them go together, they will probably hit an egg against a stone.
He Jinlong asked in a deep voice: "Where is the leader? I haven't seen him for a while. At this critical moment, we still need him to make a decision."
This leader is usually like a dragon, but his strength is obvious to all. No one will question it, and those who question him are already dead.
Now that they are in trouble, none of them can solve it, so they can only pin their hopes on this gang leader.
"Last time the leader said he would be in seclusion for a while, so the time should be up soon."
"How about I go ask the leader?"
"But do you know where he is?"
One of the stewards of Yingtang complained: "Hey, there is no boss like him. He is just a hands-off shopkeeper. If I really need something, I can't find him even if I look for him."
"If you talk about the leader behind his back, you should control your own mouth. Don't let me take action."
At this time, Hong Ming's voice suddenly appeared behind everyone.
Hearing a familiar voice, everyone followed it.
Zhao Hongming's figure was seen, and he didn't know when he was sitting on the main seat.
He Jinlong hurriedly clasped his hands and knelt on the ground on one knee.
The other people also reacted and said in unison: "Meet the leader."
Zhao Hongming looked at the steward of Yingtang expressionlessly.
The latter suddenly woke up.
He slapped himself in the face.
He knew that his leader was not a kind person, and the time when he beat his leader to death left a deep impression on him.
So he didn't spare any effort and slapped him so hard that blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.
Zhao Hongming looked back and asked, "What's the situation now?"
He Jinlong clasped his hands and said, "Reporting to the leader, we have received news that the Wang family may be harmful to us."
"Oh? I heard that people from the Tiehu Gang came to trouble the Wang family today?"
Zhang Yubao immediately denied it and said: "Master, this was definitely not done by us."
"I know."
"ah!"
Suddenly, a scream came from outside the house.
Everyone in the main hall looked towards the door.
Zhang Yubao shouted loudly: "What happened outside?"
But no one answered him.
It was quiet outside the house, as if the people and martial arts disciples guarding outside had disappeared.
They knew it was someone from the Wang family who was coming.
Zhang Yubao and others all stood up and looked at the door coldly.
Soon, a man with a white face and the appearance of a scholar walked in.
When he saw Zhang Yubao and everyone together, he showed a bit of surprise, and then chuckled and said: "I didn't expect such a coincidence today. You are all together, which just saves me a few more trips."
In the lobby, a strong wind blew in from the door.
"What a coincidence, I think so too." Zhao Hongming sat up from his seat and walked towards the door.
The white-faced scholar, wearing a simple and elegant white robe, stood at the door of the main hall and walked inside step by step.
Every step he took seemed to be relaxed and comfortable, but in fact, every step he took was very steady. When he was about ten steps away, he stopped, bowed his hands and said, "Your Majesty, Wang Ning of the Wang family, I am fortunate to meet all of you from the Ming Cult today. I just want to have a discussion with you and take your heads, I hope you won’t be stingy.”
Wang Ning had a stiff smile on her fair face, looking straight ahead.
"You are so polite." Zhao Hongming passed between Zhang Yubao and others, with a hint of indifference on his face: "Did the Wang family ask you to come alone?"
"It's just dealing with some chickens and dogs, that's enough."
The words fell.
Wang Ning flicked his wrist and shook off a triangular formation flag. It landed firmly on the ground and plunged into the soil.
call out!
A golden ray of light suddenly shot out from the triangular formation flag and flew towards Zhao Hongming.
The light spreads in the wind, and the skill becomes as tall as a person in an instant.
"Leader, be careful!"
Someone else reminded me behind me.
But Zhao Hongming remained unmoved.
When this golden light fell on Zhao Hongming, it made a muffled sound and was blocked by the blue mist.
When Wang Ning saw this scene, his expression was stunned.
The murderous formations that had been invincible in the past were actually useless when facing Zhao Hongming.
boom!
In an instant, Zhao Hongming's figure suddenly enlarged several times in front of Wang Ning and rushed towards him.
Along with the whistling sound, an incomparable force fell hard on his chest.
Before Wang Ning could understand what was going on, his whole body was spinning and he flew out with the door and hit the courtyard wall.
Golden arcs of light appeared on his body and continued to circulate, blocking a lot of damage for him.
Although he was not injured, he was obviously not feeling well.
Wang Ning said with a sinister expression: "Okay, very good."
Speaking of which, this was the first time he felt depressed today.
He shook his long sleeves twice, and two more triangular formation flags fell down on him.
Wang Ning made a hand seal, and a chilling aura rose up from his body.
After a while, things with ghostly heads gathered in front of him.
If you look carefully, you can see that there are countless heads stacked on top of each other, densely packed.
Each of these heads had a look of pain on their faces, as if they were living creatures.
Wang Ning grabbed one of the triangular flags and waved it gently in his hand.
Suddenly all these ghost heads were swallowed into his mouth.
The moment he swallowed these ghost heads, the energy in his body surged.
However, four heads with mouths appeared on their shoulders.
Those mouths kept moving and moving, and finally focused on Zhao Hongming, spitting out streams of golden spit.
Zhao Hongming jumped up, and while he was in mid-air, his giant-like courage vibrated, and bursts of blue mist poured out.
The immortal Dharma appears.
Behind him, arms appeared, as many as a dozen.
These arms expanded rapidly, becoming as thick as thighs in an instant.
Zhao Hongming gave a soft drink, and many of his arms turned into afterimages, knocking down the flying golden horses.
For some reason, these golden horses met the true meaning of immortality, just like snow met fire, and were completely melted.
Wang Ning was stunned when he saw this scene.
With terrifying explosive power, Zhao Hongming's countless cyan arms danced and continuously hit Wang Ning's body.
boom!
The energy around Wang Ning was so beaten by Zhao Hongming that he couldn't even lift his head.
"Oh, so this is what the Wang family calls Qilin'er?"
Zhao Hongming's eyes changed, and a dozen cyan arms suddenly united and punched down.
(End of chapter)
