Chapter 5975

dawn.

Zhou Han, the holy son of the Nanshan Clan in the Northern Territory, left from the Yueding Tower, and returned to the inn together with many warriors from the Nanshan Clan.

"You bastard!" After Zhou Han came back, he was furious in public, "I really didn't expect that the three Eastern Regions didn't come!"

"hateful!"

"It's disgusting!"

Zhou Han roared again and again.

He originally thought that if he challenged on the stage today, as long as the three warriors from the Eastern Region came, he would definitely be able to defeat the three warriors from the Eastern Region, thus continuing the plan of the Northern Territory.

But he didn't expect... After his challenge was issued, the three golden warriors seemed to have not heard them, and ignored them at all.

In the guest house of the Nanshan Clan, the elders and many disciples of the Nanshan Clan gathered together again and began to discuss countermeasures.

After Zhou Han roared a few times, he asked the elder, "Elder, those three turtles are hiding, what should we do now?"

"We can create public opinion in the imperial capital. Let's say that the three of them are afraid and dare not come. Come and restart our plan one by one."

"Is this possible?"

Zhou Han put forward his idea again, although the three golden warriors from the Eastern Region did not come to fight.

But the Nanshan clan can still create public opinion in the imperial capital, making the imperial capital and the warriors of the Eastern Region think that... the three golden warriors are afraid of Zhou Han, so they dare not come.

The bald man who was the leader of the Nanshan Clan shook his head, "It doesn't make much sense. The pressure of public opinion should be based on strength."

"Those three golden warriors defeated more than forty warriors from the Northern Territory overnight. Such a blow is too great, and it cannot be brought back by public opinion!"

Zhou Han's expression concealed anger, "Then what should we do?"

Hey... The bald man looked up to the sky and sighed: "Those three warriors from the Eastern Region are really not waiting for nothing. They know that they have already taken the lead, so there is no need to rush to fight."

"As long as the delay continues, it must be extremely beneficial to them!"

"It must be of the least interest to us."

"So after they got the upper hand, they held back, leaving us helpless."

The bald man sighed softly, squinted his eyes, and murmured: "Hiding the weapon in the body, waiting for the opportunity to move, killing with one blow, leaving no future trouble... This kind of strategy is more like the strategy of the Chu State Army. !"

Zhou Han frowned and asked, "Elder, what do you mean by that? Could it be that these three golden fighters are fighters from the Chu State Army?"

The bald man shook his head and said, "Chu's army usually wins by numbers and magic circles. The real masters are not in the army."

"In my opinion, behind these three golden warriors, there may be some cunning people from the Chu State Army who are pointing them out."

"But they are definitely not warriors of the military department, they are more like the arrogance of the Chu Kingdom who is hidden from the world!"

Zhou Han was at a loss when he heard that, his insight was far from that of the bald elder.

So far, he has not thought of the identities of the three golden warriors, and he has not even seen a sign of them.

Zhou Han said angrily: "If they dare to come out, I will definitely chop them up."

"But they just dare not come out, which is disgusting!"

Zhou Han roared twice in a low voice.

But at this moment.

Outside the door, there was a sneering voice suddenly.

"Who said I dare not come out?"

In the secret room, the bald man and Zhou Han were shocked, and the warriors of the Nanshan Clan looked up at the door.

Immediately afterwards.

The closed door of the secret room opened from the outside, and a martial artist wearing a black robe and a rough gold mask appeared in front of the Nanshan clan.

This person has long hair draped over his shoulders, and his body is wrapped in a black robe, making it impossible to see his figure clearly.

On his face was a golden mask with a twisted rose embroidered on it.

&nbs>"It's you!"

"How dare you come to our guest house."

"Today I will send you to the Underworld!"

Zhou Han was furious and wanted to attack this person.

The bald elder hurriedly stopped Zhou Han, looking gloomy at the golden warrior in front of him.

"Elder, what are you stopping me for?" Zhou Han asked incomprehensibly.

The bald elder said coldly: "He is not him."

"What?" Zhou Han didn't understand what it meant.

The bald elder said to Zhou Han gloomyly: "The golden warrior in front of me is not the golden warrior who attacked the Northern Territory warrior!"

This... Zhou Han was stunned for a moment. Looking carefully, they were all dressed in the same clothes. Are they actually different?

Several warriors who were knocked into the water by Lin Bai on the Purple River before were also shocked... Isn't it that person?

After the bald elder stopped the warriors from the Nanshan clan, he looked at the "golden warrior" in front of him and asked, "Who is your Excellency? Why did you pretend to be those three people?"

"Hahaha, it seems that the warriors of the Nanshan Clan are not all fools." The warrior with the golden mask sneered twice.

He slowly raised his hand, took off the golden mask on his face, cupped his hands and said with a smile, "Let me introduce you to the Xia Jiuyou Demon Palace... Taoist Yao Qian!"

"Nine Nether Demon Palace!" Hearing these four words, many warriors of the Nanshan Clan in the inn were shocked.

"Daozi! Yao Qian!" Hearing these four words again, everyone exclaimed again: "He is actually Yao Qian, one of the thirty-six Daozi in the Nine Nether Demon Palace!"

There are one hundred and eight sons, eighty-one spirit sons, seventy-two saint sons, thirty-six dao sons, nine god sons and one emperor son in Jiuyou Demon Palace.

The "Master Bliss" and "Master Baiyue" that Lin Bai had met before were all son-level arrogance.

And the Yao Qian who claimed to be a martial artist of the Nine Nether Demon Palace in front of him was actually at the level of Daozi.

Although there is only a two-character difference between the son level and the Daozi level, there is a world of difference in Jiuyou Demon Palace.

The existence of Daozi level is already regarded as the quasi-high level of the Nine Nether Demon Palace, possessing extraordinary status and strength in the Demon Palace.

"I've seen Daozi!"

In the room, more than 30 Taiyi Daoguo realm warriors came over and saluted in front of Yao Qian.

These people are all warriors placed in the Nanshan clan's team by Jiuyou Demon Palace.

On the surface, they appear to be warriors from the Northern Territory, but they are actually warriors from the Nine Nether Demon Palace.

Taoist Yao Qian said with a smile: "Jiuyou Demon Palace has helped so many masters from the Nanshan clan in the Northern Territory. I didn't expect you to suffer such a big loss just after you came to the imperial capital."

The bald elder said gloomyly: "The original plan was proceeding smoothly, but I didn't expect to be disrupted by three Eastern Region warriors!"

Zhou Han coldly said: "If the three warriors from the Eastern Region came last night, and I defeat them, our plan can still proceed smoothly."

"Are you an idiot when you're a martial artist in the Eastern Region?" Taoist Yao Qian snorted coldly, and glanced at Zhou Han with disdain, "They clearly know that they have already taken the initiative, so why do they bother to make trouble?"

"This is a war between the Northern Territory and the Eastern Territory. Are you two sects playing tricks?"

"Cut." Taoist Yao Qian made no secret of his contempt and disdain for Zhou Han.

Zhou Han was furious in his heart, his angry eyes widened, and he wanted to rush up to reason with Taoist Yao Qian.

But he was stopped by a bald man.

Zhou Han said dissatisfiedly: "Elder, don't stop me, I want to show these rats in the gutter the strength of our northern warriors."

Taoist Yao Qian said coldly: "You should thank your elders for stopping you, otherwise... If you dare to do something to me, you will already be drinking soup at Naihe Bridge!"

Yao Qian glared at Zhou Han, and a wave of evil spirit swept out, knocking Zhou Han back a few steps.

Zhou Han's face turned pale with shock, he was also the son of Nanshan clan after all, and he was powerless to fight back in front of Yao Qian who was in the same realm!