Chapter 78

"Uncle Xia."

A new disciple hurried to the mountain gate, panting and saying, "someone broke through the mountain gate, senior brother Li, they want to stop, but they have been knocked down!"

"What?"

Xia Yan's face changed.

After all, she is not old and her experience is still shallow. It is inevitable that she will be flustered when she meets such things.

"How?"

Wang Mukun put away the account books and frowned: "at this time, will someone dare to do this?"

Although the fierce tiger sect is weak, it seems to be a pastry, but no one will easily provoke it.

After all.

Many forces in the county city are busy annexing the wind hall, which can be regarded as a debt to the fierce tiger gate.

During this period of time, even the county government, Jiujiang Shuiwu and many other major forces have been climbing and visiting one after another.

Not to mention wusheng gate, Wudao guild hall and so on

Now come to find the trouble of menghumen. Don't you offend these forces indirectly? Who doesn't have eyes?

"Do you know anyone?"

The disciple shook his head: "I don't know. They are very powerful. Our people can't stop them. They are rushing towards the main hall."

Most of these newly recruited disciples are young and have little Jianghu experience. They can only barely decorate their appearance.

If you don't talk about them, they are the "old people" in the door. I'm afraid they won't work.

"Mr. Wang."

Xia Yan's eyes were flustered: "what should we do now? The sect leader is not here. We're afraid we're not opponents!"

"Don't worry."

Wang Mukun looked calm and said, "go and call others and ask Qi Changlao of wusheng sect to come too."

"Yes!"

The disciple on one side should be and hurried out.

Not long.

After the crowd gathered in the main hall of the Pope's gate, a series of shouts came in from the outside.

"Tiger gate, haven't you come to this point?"

The hoarse voice sounded from a distance: "I've been gone for only five years, but I've become straw waste!"

"Peng!"

A dark shadow came from outside the hall and fell heavily to the ground.

Looking intently, it was a new disciple who flew in and lay on the ground crying.

outside.

Many figures were knocked down to the ground. Such a big tiger gate has been killed in the hall.

"Shua..."

Above the hall, people pulled out their swords and showed their killing power.

"What?"

A man strode into the hall, looked around with his bracelet, and sneered, "is that how you meet the elders of the sect?"

The sunlight fell on the visitor and pulled his shadow for a long time, which made people unable to see clearly for a time.

But the sound

But some familiar!

"Shi Shibo?"

Xia Yan tried to open her mouth, and her eyes became complicated.

"Oh!"

The visitor looked sideways at Xia Yan and glanced at the corners of her mouth: "I remember you, the girl surnamed Xia. The bigger she is, the uglier she grows."

Xia Yan has birthmarks on her face, which have been spreading slowly. Now half of her cheeks are covered.

Looks, naturally not good-looking.

Xia Yan's face immediately froze.

"Shi Shibo!"

At this time, the two brothers of Qin Huaizhong also recognized him.

Fierce tiger scattered man Shi Shaowu!

Five years ago, because he was not under the control of Yang Fengfu, he made many big mistakes and was expelled from the mountain gate.

At that time, he was in a mess.

Now, he stands with his hands on his back, a long knife hanging from his waist, and a warrior's long shirt, with an aggressive momentum.

Like a tiger returning to the tigers.

Behind him, several more people stepped into the hall one after another.

There were five people in the party, including two young people and two middle-aged men with gloomy faces.

The eyes of these people were shining. It was obvious that they were all successful people in martial arts.

"Brother Shi."

Wang Mukun stepped forward and bowed his fist: "after years of parting, brother Shi's style is still the same as before!"

"Sick gun King Mu Kun."

Shi Shaowu looked at him and nodded gently: "I heard you entered the tiger gate, good, good!"

"Brother Shi."

Another person in the hall got up and stood up, hugged the visitor, and sighed with emotion: "do you remember Qi?"

"Of course."

Shi Shaowu smiled: "brother Qi is a rare guest. Why do you have time to come to menghumen?"

"Brother Shi laughed."

Elder Qi of wusheng sect shook his head and said, "Qi came to discuss some affairs at the order of the sect leader."

"Yes."

Shi Shaowu nodded and then glanced at the audience: "so, is the tiger gate so popular now?"

“……”

The field is quiet.

"A bunch of waste!"

He scowled angrily and strode towards the seat in the middle of the hall: "Yang Fengfu is useless. Now people are a group of straw bags!"

"No!"

Younger martial brother Mu's eyes were anxious. He suddenly took a step forward and stretched out his hand to falsely stop: "this position belongs to the door master. You can't sit."

"Huh?"

Shi Shaowu shrunk his eyes and looked coldly at younger martial brother Mu: "little fool, are you going to stop me?"

As soon as his voice sank, an invisible threat had fallen.

"No... no!"

Younger martial brother Mu's body is tight, his fists are clenched, and his back can't help bending down, but he still stops in front.

"Bastard!"

Shi Shaowu yelled angrily and shook his arm. He had already pulled out martial brother mu in front of him.

"The position of door master should have been mine!"

He turned his head and shouted at the people in the hall.

"After elder martial brother sun died, the sect leader should not be Yang Fengfu. Now he is the wooden fool whose surname is Guo!"

"Brother Shi."

Wang Mukun's face sank, and one hand already held the long gun beside the tight body: "whether it's or not, we'll wait until Lord Guo comes?"

"He?"

Shi Shaowu sneered: "OK, you go and call him."

"This..."

Wang Mukun said, "Lord Guo has something to go out and will return soon. If brother Shi doesn't rest in the door for a while, how about waiting for Lord Guo to come back?"

"Wang!"

At this time, a middle-aged man who came with Shi Shaowu said coldly, "you are just an outsider. At most, you are a steward here. What qualifications do you have to intervene in the position of door master?"

Then he took a step forward and moved his fingers gently. It seemed that he had done nothing, but an invisible killing machine emerged and locked Wang Mukun.

"Your Excellency?"

Wang Mukun's face was dignified and looked at each other.

This man is a strong enemy!

"He is a friend in the mountains."

Shi Shaowu Da Ma Jindao sat down in the middle of the hall and said in a deep voice, "now, I have hired them as the guest elders in the door."

"You hired?"

Wang Mukun shrunk his eyes, took a deep breath and looked at Qi Changlao.

"Brother Qi."

He said in a deep voice, "you're Wushengmen. Why don't you say a few words?"

"This..."

Qi Changlao's eyes flickered.

After a pause, he spread his hands and said, "I think it's an internal matter of your tiger gate. It seems inappropriate for me to intervene by an outsider."

"Good!"

Shi Shaowu sneered: "Wang Mukun, you don't have to worry. I'll sit down as the head of the tiger sect!"

"Really?"

Suddenly, a cold sound suddenly sounded outside the hall.

The voice was low and solemn, like the cold wind of the twelfth lunar month. It just floated into both ears, making people's hair cold and pale.

The crowd turned their heads.

But I saw a man standing in front of the main hall, with a burly figure, long hair and a pair of painted black pupils. It seemed that he could explode at any time.

"Guo fan!"

Shi Shaowu frowned.

He naturally knew Guo fan, but at this time, Guo fan reminded him of a terrorist figure he didn't want to think of.

Sun Jieliang, who is possessed by evil!

"Get down!"

Guo fan spoke coldly.

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