Chapter 237: Yanlong Palace!

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Chu Xun pondered, which power should start from?
Tianlong Fort, Sifang Sword ... These forces have offended him.
Suddenly, the phone vibration interrupted his thinking.
He picked it up and glanced at it from Long Ao.
"Hello?" Chu Xun turned on, with a hint of drama in his mouth. In order to disregard the Yanlong Palace before, he left Long Ao with anger and ran away.
"Mr. Chu, Senior Long is injured." It wasn't Long Ao's voice, it was Zhong Ren, his voice panicked.
Chu Xun's mouth smiled rigidly.
Earlier, Zhong Ren said that Qinglong was injured. He thought it was a way to trick them into the capital. It seems to be true now, otherwise, with Long Ao's old-fashioned and sly character, how could he venture to Beijing?
"Wait for me." Chu Xun said a sentence and then hung up.
Long Ao has kindness to him, he must go to Beijing.
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Yanlong Palace is located in the canyon of Fenglin Mountain in Beijing.
This was the site of the ghost king gate that was destroyed by Chu Xun. Chu Xun and the old ghost king disappeared after World War I, making everyone think that Chu Xun fell.
However, Chu Xun appeared again later, and the convenience of this place was shelved until the official and martial arts circles jointly created the Yanlong Palace.
Because the members of Yanlong Palace are mostly from martial arts, the building is antique.
Yanlong Palace has four groups: Firefox group, astrological group, Fenglei group, and Zihuang group.
The Gongzhu was the emperor Gao Ling, but it fell unexpectedly, resulting in the chaos of the Yanlong Palace due to power struggle.
The formation of Yanlong Palace is relatively short, and there are many disadvantages. Martial arts and the government are two extremes, so when this high definition Ling died, both sides wanted to exercise power.
Head No. 1 has a headache, but the official has few masters and can only pay attention to Chu Xun's head.
Of course, this also means Ao Huang.
Of the four groups, only the Zihuang group is national and controlled by Qinglong and others. But Qinglong's force was too weak, and he couldn't lift his head in Yanlong Palace. Fortunately, there is a huge force provided by the country, so the other groups have converged. But in the face of interest, Revo also does not work.
Originally, the four groups had an agreement. The hunted beasts were divided equally. The first four groups were dispatched half a month ago and hunted a mountain-sized white elephant. The repair of this white elephant was almost half a step, and the four groups also paid some price. Only hunted.
The white elephant is a treasure all over the body, and even the blood has a wealth of energy factors, which is great for the warrior's cultivation, especially the pair of long ivory, which is surrounded by white light and fierce and very precious.
This time, the hunting of the Purple Phoenix Group was the most effective, and it was supposed to be assigned an ivory, but it was owned by the Astrological Group. Qinglong did not hesitate. The door-to-door theory started with a few words and disagreement. As a result, Qinglong was suppressed by one palm, and he almost lost his body. All cracked. If the other party does not care about the country, one hand can turn Qinglong into blood mist.
The head of the astrological group, named Yan Chong, is an emperor.
When Long Ao arrived in Beijing, he went directly to the door and held a gossip bronze mirror to fight Yan Chong. After a hundred moves, Long Ao was seriously injured and the gossip bronze mirror was taken away.
So there was a scene where Zhong Ren called Chu Xun.
Astrological group is located in the east of the canyon. In the main hall, Long Ao's breath is weak and blood stained.
Yan Chong played with the gossip bronze mirror in his hand, his face full of joy.
"Good stuff!" He murmured.
If the emperor is a good man, with the power of the bronze mirror, he can easily kill him.
With this bronze mirror, who is his opponent in these four groups?
The position of the lord of the palace is destined to be Yan Chong.
"Team leader, what about this old guy?" An eight-pin master asked.
Yan Chong glanced at Long Ao, then withdrew his gaze, and said, "He is the master of Qinglong. He should be a person from the country. I did not expect that there are such people in the country. I used to underestimate it."
Yan Chong thought for a while and said, "Kill."
"Leader, he's from the country." Master Papin was shocked.
"What's wrong with the country? Yanlong Palace is not the power of the country. It's the blue dragon first, and then the old guy. If you don't give them color, I don't know how many cats and dogs will come out, kill them, and kill chickens and monkeys. Let them know It's easy to get out of the astrological gate. "
The master of Eight Pinpins felt that it was inappropriate, and said, "Leader, please lock up first and see the reaction of the country."
Yan Chong frowned, then nodded, and said, "Then lock it up first. We'll deal with him before we finish the matter at hand."
"What is the suzerain?" The eight masters thought was clear.
Yan Chong gave him an admiration glance, and said, "You're right, HD Ling died for half a year, and someone in this palace should be seated."
"The team leader got this bronze mirror, which can be said to be even more powerful. Now the other three groups can compete with you."
Yan Chong laughed. "Are you still the leader?"
The master of the eight grades froze, then stooped, and charmingly said, "The lord of the palace."
Yan Chong laughed and waved his hand, saying: "Notify the other three groups that there is something to discuss in the Yanlong Hall."
The Yanlong Palace is the place where the Yanlong Palace discusses important events.
The master of Eight Pinpins had a charming face, nodded and retreated, and informed the other three groups.
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Yan Chong arrived long ago in the Yanlong Hall.
As the light at the door darkened, Yan Chong turned back. The comer was a beautiful young woman, her waist and hips trembling, and every step fell down her chest trembling, the crowd watching drooling.
"Leader Mei." Yan Chong held his fist.
The young woman is the leader of the Firefox group. Her full name is Mei Zhitong, and she has been named a widow because of her husband's early death.
The pretty widow seems to be weak, but no one dares to look down on her. She is a direct emperor, with fierce and fierce martial arts.
If Yan Chong had not obtained the bronze mirror, he would not dare to defeat her.
"Captain Yan, what the are you doing? Hurry up and say, don't delay my sleep, you see, I have wrinkles lately." The widow widows and sits down and sits, complaining.
Yan Chong smiled and said, "Leader Mo is anxious, I'll wait until everyone comes."
The widow wiggled her lips and stopped talking.
After a while, a big man with a beard and a bear-like body was like a moving hill. Before he entered the door, he yelled loudly, and said, "Leader Yan, what's the big deal here? ? "
This person is the leader of the Thunder Team, thunderstorm.
After waiting for Yan Chong to speak, Thunderstorm saw the pretty widow, and suddenly came to the spirit, "The pretty girl arrived first."
Talking, approaching the witty widow and sitting down, the pressed mahogany chair creaked.
Yan Chong's eyes were scornful. A fat pig fascinated by beauty did not know how such a person cultivated Taoist emperor's realm.
The pretty widow is very beautiful. She looks like she is in her thirties. Her skin is snowy and her shells can be broken, but her actual age is already 100 years old.
However, in the martial arts world, the centenarian emperor is equivalent to the average teenager. After all, the higher the repair, the longer the life. If the emperor does not have an accident, he can live to more than 300 years old.
"Lead Team Leader, my surname is Mei." The pretty widow reminded.
The thunderstorm grinned, looking thick, scratching his head silly.
The pretty widow has a smile on her face, but she is scorned in her heart and can become the emperor. That is not a talented and thoughtful generation.
The thunderstorm was rude in appearance and was very mean, but this was nothing more than a pretence to paralyze outsiders.
Mei Zhitong lived a hundred years old, and no one had seen her before, and the thunderstorm's trick could not hide her.
"Lao Yan, this person is here, what's going on?" Thunderstorm said in a sigh of breath.
Yan Chong and Qiao Widow were confused at the same time.
"Lead Team Leader, it looks like you don't have good eyes. The people in this group of Zihuang haven't arrived yet. How can you say that they are all here?"
"Purple Phoenix Group?" The thunderstorm disdainfully said, "A bunch of soft-footed prawns, if there is no heat, I can sweep them all with one hand."
Thunderstorms despise those who rely on external forces. Warriors should fight on their own strength.
"Leader Lei has opinions on my Zihuang team?" The low voice was angry.
A tall figure walked in, and it was the battle tiger. In addition to the Qinglong, the highest team of the Zihuang group is the battle tiger of the fourth master. Compared with other groups, the Zihuang group is really weak and pathetic.
The thunderstorm saw the war tiger and roared, "We are talking, how can you be a talk? Get out of here, this place is also where you can come."
During the talk, the thunderbolt flashed above the fist of the thunderstorm, making a crackling blast, and then shot.
"Leader Lei, Qinglong was injured, I am the deputy leader to replace it, is there a mistake?" Zhan Hu clenched his fists, the power of the Emperor, his blood pressure surging.
Thunderstorm sneered, and said, "Your little guru, dare to refute my words and not teach you anything, how can you convince the public?"
Zhan Hu resentfully said, "Why do you and I work together for the country? Why kill each other?"
The thunderstorm shuddered, and then laughed loudly, making the tiger's chest dull with shock, "You deserve to kill each other with me? Don't scare me with the country? Even if Lao Tzu crushed a finger like a bug You, who can help me? "
"You try?" Zhan Hu angered.
The thunderstorm sneered, and the thunderball that slaps in the palm of the hand gathered, the force of rage pervaded.
"Ready." Zhan Hu yelled.
I saw neat footsteps outside the door. Hundreds of soldiers, holding the latest heat, aimed at the Yanlong Hall.
"Just want to threaten me with these scrap copper and iron?" Thunderstorm disdain.
"Waste copper and iron?" Zhanhu sneered, mockingly, "their hands are the most enhanced version of the pulse thunder gun, which can kill the master of Jiupin. Although they can't kill the emperor, these are not necessarily."
With the words of the war tiger, hundreds of soldiers separated, exposing a pulse cannon.
"Introduce Mr. Lei. This pulse gun is the latest research. It is said that it can bomb the killer emperor. Would you like to try it?"
The thunderstorm was irresistible. He stood up, glaring at the war tiger, and said, "What pulse cannon? Frighten Laozi less."
"Isn't it scary? You won't know if you try." Zhan Hudao said.
The thunderstorm was full of rage, and the thunder and lightning were roaring, which was very appalling.
"Leader Lei, deputy leader of Zhanhu, everyone dissipated. The same people who are in the Yanlong Palace, looked down and saw each other. Why hurt some kindness for a little thing?" The pretty widow hurriedly stood out and rounded the field.
"Yes, both of them are deflated." Yan Chong said.
What he wants is a complete Yanlong Palace.
"Looking at the faces of the two team leaders this time, temporarily bypassing this ant." Thunder storm snorted coldly, his momentum converged.
The war tiger swaggered and walked to the side to take a seat, but did not provoke a thunderstorm. The pulse gun is a newly developed hot weapon. It is said that it can bombard the Emperor, but after all, it has not been tested, so he has no idea in his heart.