Chapter 768

Beiyuan Snow Wolf organization is a huge organization with many experts. Therefore, the leader of the snow wolf has great ambition and strong strength. He has a set of snow wolf split sky style, which has few opponents in the river and lake. It is said that its strength has reached the peak in the middle of entering the holy period, and has the ambition to dominate the underground Wulin. It is also one of the top forces in China. Therefore, Sima is the leader of the underground forces alliance Zhao's heart is known to all.

But then again, who is weaker than who? All of them are rebellious. The underground forces have been quiet for a long time. So this time, the snow wolf is fighting with the Huangzi of the underground forces. Some forces are coming. The strong ones want to occupy a place in the underground alliance. Those with poor strength should join in the fun and have a long knowledge. Besides, they are organized by Beiyuan snow wolf. Those less powerful forces dare not not not come, for fear that they will not Later, he was retaliated.

Outside the hall, not far away, a group of people appeared. These people were shameful, arrogant and arrogant. They slowly came here. The leader was a tall man with small eyes, but with a cold and faint light. His name was Leng Wuming. He was the leader of the Moby Dick gang. They all had a white whale embroidered on their sleeves. They were people of the Moby Dick gang. They came.

"Ha ha, it's the cold leader of the Moby Dick gang. I'm glad to meet you. I'm glad to meet you."

At the gate of the hall, three people came. The first one was dignified, about thirty or forty years old. His hair was on the back, and his hair was shiny. He was like a dog. His name was Xuefeng. He was a powerful general under snow wolf. His strength was also in the middle of his holiness, but he had not reached the peak. He came to meet him. All the factions were not disrespectful People look very cold Jun, do not say a word, breath is very cold, all of them are experts in the early days of entering the saint.

Those who are responsible for greeting are the three masters who enter the holy period. It can be seen that the strength of snow wolf is still very large. Even the guards on guard are the top experts in the later stage of entering the house.

"You're welcome. Are you?" Leng Wuming looks at the snow maple, and his breath is slightly restrained. After all, the strength of the man in front of him is not weaker than that of him, so although his Moby Dick Gang is also a big group, they still don't want to cause trouble easily in the place where the ten thousand gangs gather.

"Well, my name is Xuefeng. I'm the eldest disciple of my master." Xuefeng's face was smiling and her attitude was calm. She was quite elegant.

"Well, thank you." Leng Wuming listened to the light saying, he did not expect that the snow wolf's frame was so big that he only sent a disciple to meet him. Although the strength of the snow Maple was not weak, but his seniority was poor, so Leng Wuming didn't care and didn't pay attention to him.

"You're welcome. Please come in."

Xuefeng smiles, and his displeasure flashed in his eyes. With his strength, it's enough for him to establish a sect. This cold and lifeless man seems to be a little cold to himself, which makes him feel a bit upset. Those who don't come here are all the leaders of the sect leader. He and his master are of the same level. It's true that there is no other family with a high level of seniority, so Xuefeng has to feel depressed It can't be shown in the face that if you are a guest from afar, you should still treat them with courtesy, but the enthusiasm seems to be declining.

At the moment, the grand hall where the snow wolf organization is located is full of people. One by one, their eyes are sharp and their momentum is amazing. Some of them talk quietly, some keep their eyes closed, and others are indifferent. Their eyes open and close. The essence of their eyes twinkles. There are monks, there are common people, and there are martial arts families. It can be said that it is a meeting of the wind and rain. The scene is huge.

There are high-grade mahogany chairs on both sides of the hall, which are prepared for the coming big power. Only a few leading figures of the big power can sit. The others can only stand at the back. At the front of the hall is a chair, which is nearly a foot higher than the others. Besides, the chair is bigger than the others. Behind this chair, there is a huge mural, a huge and ferocious one The snow wolf, leaping up, Wei Miao Wei Qiao, a pair of green eyes flashing Sen ran light, very imposing, let people live in awe.

"Cold leader, this way, please!"

When Xuefeng enters the hall with Leng Wuming, the disordered hall suddenly calms down. Many people's eyes look at Leng Wuming's group, some nod their heads, some look indifferent, and others smile coldly.

Leng Wuming looks at everyone, bows his hand, and then sits in the position pointed by Xuefeng. He is not in the front or the back, but in the middle. This also shows that the strength of his Moby Dick gang can only be regarded as medium here.

After Leng Wuming was sent here, Xuefeng went out directly, and he had to meet other guests. After Leng Wuming sat down, the snow wolf organization soon served fragrant tea.

Leng Wuming gently picked up the tea cup and sipped the tea on it with the lid, but he did not drink it. Instead, he glanced at the people here carelessly. He found that many gangs had come, even Shaolin and Wudang. The two powerful leaders, Taishan Beidou, were sitting on the seats on both sides.

A tall monk with a red face and a cassock, with a long beard and white hair, folded his hands to chant sutras, but when he came, he nodded to himself and closed his eyes. The old Taoist priest on the other side did not look at himself. He was sipping tea, holding Buddhist dust and grey cloth clothes in one hand, which made him feel like an expert from the outside world."Hum." Leng Wuming snorted softly and drank tea, while the disciples behind him were standing behind him.

"Pa..."

At this time, a man clapped his big hand on the table, and suddenly stood up. He had a strong back and a leopard's head around his eyes. He was dressed in Miao's clothes. He had a machete in his waist. The back of the sword seemed to be very wide. There were some precious stones embroidered on the handle. Not to mention what happened to the knife, those precious stones were also very expensive. This man was Xiao Wanshan, the overlord sword of northern Tibet.

"What do I mean by snow wolf? I've been sitting here for a long time. Why don't I come out to greet you? I only sent a few bird disciples to work. Is it too big? Does he really regard himself as the leader of the underground alliance?" When Xiao Wanshan talks, his voice is buzzing and the whole hall is buzzing.

"Yes, snow wolf. What's the key to buy? When all the guests arrive, the host doesn't come out. Is this a trick for us?"

Another man stood up. He was sitting on the opposite side of the cold and lifeless place. He was tall and handsome, like a white faced scholar. At the moment, he sipped a cup of tea and said faintly. He did not lift his head. He was trimming his nails. It seemed that nothing could disturb his manicure. His hands were very slender. He was from Mingyue Mountain Villa People, this is a martial arts family, called yufeilong, nicknamed "jade noodle guest."

Then other people also expressed their dissatisfaction and made a lot of comments. These martial arts heroes are not good at stubbornness. It's no wonder that they have opinions.

"Everyone, master, martial arts master, please be calm and don't be impatient. My master has something to do. I'll come out to meet you immediately. I'm sorry. Please wait a moment." In the snow wolf organization, some disciples came forward to greet them and expressed their apologies.

"It doesn't matter if he doesn't come out, little guy. I just want to ask who is that chair for."

At this time, an old voice sounded, the voice was extremely ugly, like a nightingale crying, this is an old woman with white hair, crutches, a gray hair, covering half of her face, extremely thin, a pair of eyes, eye socket deep, some afraid of people, this person nicknamed "life woman." It is said that she is insidious and vicious. She is good at Kung Fu, and she will kill people if she is not satisfied. There are only two young people standing behind her, one male and one female, dressed in tight clothes.

"This..." The disciple was speechless and didn't know how to answer. He was a bad person and provoked these people.

"Hey, old lady, what's more? It must be snow wolf who prepared for himself. He really regarded himself as the leader of the Alliance..." At the moment, the bully Xiao Wanshan took a look at the urging mother-in-law and sneered at him. But before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by the mother-in-law.

"Presumptuous, ignorant boy, the old woman is older than your father. Didn't your family teach you to respect the old and love the young?" The mother-in-law looks gloomy and cold. A pair of eyes suddenly shoot a cold light, and the dry finger flicks. The teacup with a complexion lightning strikes the Ba Dao. She says that she can do it. She has a strong character.

"I don't need you to teach me how I am. I don't need to buy old people in front of me." With the same wave, the teacup on the table flew out and collided with the teacup of the life-threatening mother-in-law. The tea was smashed and the tea was scattered all over the ground.

"Son of a bitch, you want to die!" The mother-in-law was very angry. She was in front of the machete with a flash of her figure. Her crutches fell down on the sword like lightning. She was very powerful. She didn't seem to have the power of an old woman at all.

"Old witch, if you want to die early, I will help you." The machete drank and brushed. The machete came out of its scabbard. A cold light flashed through it. A terrible radian cleaved into the life-threatening mother-in-law. The two weapons collided, and sparks shot everywhere. A burst of sound of gold and iron mingled. Their bodies retreated a step at the same time, and they were even neck and neck.

"The old witch is so terrible. My sword didn't cut off her crutch. What material is it made of?" Ba Dao was a little surprised. His Dao had a good beginning. It was a precious Dao handed down by his ancestors. It was said to cut iron like mud. Half of his fighting power was on it.

At the same time, the life-threatening mother-in-law is also rolling, her hands and arms are numb. She is also very surprised in her heart. She smiles: "good knife, come again!"

"Come on, I'm afraid you won't make it?" Ba Dao rings an eye to stare, the machete in the hand swings, will kill in the past.

"Amitabha, please stop, you two benefactors. It's better to settle the enemy than to get married. Please step back from each other."

A magnificent Buddha's horn sounded, and the Shaolin Buddha, headed on the left, stood up with his hands folded. The voice was full of Buddhist Buddhism, giving people the feeling of grand road.

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