Medical Martial God Chapter 577: The villain alliance!
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Hyatt Hotel, luxuriously decorated living room.
Sword came west, Elder Left, Elder Right and others sat on the sofa with cold and ugly faces. Thinking of the humiliation they had received before, their faces were cold and ugly, and their fists were even more squeezed. There was a noise, and a strong killing intent surrounded each of them.
They actually suffered such a big loss in the hands of the kid named Ye Xuan. When have they been so humiliated in the usual way?
This account, they will never let it go easily.
"Leng Hongxiao, Song Xiyuan, Wu Zhongkui, when will Yun Wanli arrive?"
Jian Xilai took a sip of the tea, and placed the teacup heavily on the coffee table, with cold words coming from his mouth.
"Sect Master Qijin, Family Master Leng, Family Master Song, Master Wu, Master Yun, they have arrived downstairs and are taking the elevator up!"
Hearing the words from Jianxi, a disciple of Wushuang Sword Sect answered respectfully.
"Haha... Sovereign Sword, I haven't seen him for many years, and his aura is not seen back then!"
"West, why did you call us in such a hurry this night?"
The Wushuang Sword Sect disciple's words just fell silent, but the hearty laughter quietly rang at this moment.
With the sound of this sound, a disciple of Wushuang Sword Sect respectfully led four middle-aged men with extraordinary momentum into the hall.
Walking at the forefront is a middle-aged man who looks more than 50 years old, looks very energetic and energetic. He has long black hair and a slender figure covered by a gray woolen coat. The package, wearing a pair of black leather gloves, gives people a very mysterious feeling, and there is a strong sense of power all over the body.
His name is Wu Zhongkui, and he is the current lord of the Sky Shadow Sword Sect.
Walking behind Wu Zhongkui is a middle-aged man with a handsome face. His face is handsome and majestic. He has a long flowing hair, a white folding fan in his hand, and a slender body. Zi was wrapped in a white coat, shaking the folding fan in her hand from time to time, giving people a very elegant feeling, like a learned bachelor, his name was Yun Wanli, and he was the sovereign of the Wanxiang Shenzong.
As for the two majestic middle-aged men who followed Wu Zhongkui and Yun Wanli together, they are the current Patriarch Leng Hongxiao of the Leng Family and Song Xiyuan, the current Patriarch of the Song Family.
"Hong Xiao, Wanli, Xiyuan, Zhongkui...The four of you are finally here, hurry up, sit down!"
Looking at the four of Leng Hongxiao, Yun Wanli, Song Xiyuan and the others, Jian Xilai quickly stood up and led people to greet him, his face was full of smiles, and there were gentle words in his mouth.
Under the arrangement of Jianxilai, Leng Hongxiao, Yun Wanli, Song Xiyuan, Wu Zhongkui and the others settled down here and sat on the sofa and started talking, laughing and chatting.
They are all old friends who have known each other for many years, and now they are not at all unfamiliar when they walk together, and they seem to be extremely familiar.
"West, let's not talk more gossip! Tell me about what is the reason for you calling us here today?"
After some small talk, Wu Zhongkui went straight in and said in a deep voice.
"Yes, Xilai, we are all old friends who have known each other for many years. If you have any questions, please tell me!"
Yun Wanli, Song Xiyuan, Leng Hongxiao and the others also agreed at this moment.
"Since the big guys say so, then I won’t be procrastinating! This time I summon everyone here mainly to discuss with you how to deal with that **** boy Ye Xuan. Compared with everyone, he has very different opinions. Little hatred!"
Listening to their words, Jian Xilai pondered for a moment, then slowly said, "Hong Xiao, X.Y....the enmity between your family and that kid is no need to say more, it can be said that everyone knows, you The younger generation of the family fell into the hands of that kid!"
"As for Wanli, your Vientiane Shenzong also has a lot of grudges against him, right? That kid killed the Shadowless Boxing Sect that had reached a cooperation agreement with you, completely ruining your plan, and even Feiyang that kid was Grab the headquarters of the Mad Army League and let you redeem yourself!"
"I even heard that in the Western Yuan Dynasty, Hong Xiao, you went to the mad soldiers league headquarters to ask them for justice, but the old lady of the red emperor gave them a severe lesson. Their mad soldiers alliance is too deceiving!"
The words of Jianxilai fell on Leng Hongxiao, Song Xiyuan, Yun Wanli, and their ears gradually made their faces become gloomy, their fists creaked, and there was a strong killing intent in their eyes. .
They did suffer a big loss in the hands of Ye Xuan's kid and the Mad Soldier League.
Wu Zhongkui's expression is quite calm, after all, from the current point of view, there is still no conflict or hatred between their Sky Shadow Sword Sect and Ye Xuan and the Crazy Bing League.
But because Jianxilai’s wife was the former saint of their Heavenly Shadow Sword Sect, and Wu Zhongkui was the brother of the saint, making him the brother-in-law of Jianxilai, thus making them the Heavenly Shadow Sword The Wushuang Jianzong relationship is very sophisticated and the strategy is consistent.
When they saw Leng Hongxiao, Song Xiyuan and Yun Wanli did not refute, Jian Xilai only continued to speak: "Actually, it is not difficult to deal with that kid Ye Xuan, what is difficult is the mad soldiers who have been protecting him!" /
"Yes, if there were no mad soldiers to protect him, that kid would have died!"
"I don't know if that kid is He De, how can he get the favor and support of the Mad Soldier League, so that they will not hesitate to offend our families."
"The old woman of the Red Emperor is even more eloquent. Only people of the same generation can do something to Ye Xuan boy. If others dare to do something to him, then they will never be the slightest polite!"
Leng Hongxiao and Song Xiyuan both had cold faces, killing intent in their eyes, and angry and unwilling words spread from their mouths.
"It seems that their mad soldiers are determined to protect that little beast!"
Jian Xilai's eyes flickered, and there was a cold voice in his mouth: "Since they are unkind, then don't blame us for being unrighteous!"
"I have already sent a message to several elders and ancestors in the sect. We plan to take action against the Mad Soldier League after the auction is over. I don't know how many of you have intentions?"
Leng Hongxiao, Song Xiyuan, Yun Wanli, and Wu Zhongkui could not help but fall into a long dull after hearing the words of Jianxilai.
They were about to speak, but at this moment their ghost-like voices quietly rang: "How can this kind of thing miss our Temple of Death and the Temple of Sun? I'm right, Ai Locke!"
"Yes, our Temple of the Sun has long seen the Mad Soldier League very upset!"
An illusory answer came from the hall.
With the sound of this sound, a gust of wind blows from the outside of the hall, and the wind chimes hanging in the hall are all making a crisp sound, as if at this moment an anxious and beautiful music sounded.
When the squally blowing wind stopped, the anxious and beautiful music played by the wind chimes gradually disappeared. I don't know when two slender and mysterious figures appeared in the hall.
One of them seems to be hidden in the endless darkness, making it difficult to see his face and appearance, only a vague black shadow can be seen.
The other person seems to be hidden in the dazzling white light, blending with the white light. It also makes people unable to see his face and appearance, only a vague white shadow.
They are Danatus, the **** of death in the Temple of Death, and Alok, the sun **** of the Temple of Sun!
Looking at the death **** Danatus and the sun **** Alok who came with the wind, whether it was the sword coming from the west, Wu Zhongkui, Leng Hongxiao, or Yun Wanli, their gazes couldn't help but frown. The traces wrinkled, and the eyes looking at them were full of unabashed coldness and solemnity.
Only Song Xiyuan had a calm expression, and the expression on his face did not fluctuate much, as if he had expected it.
"Song Patriarch, Sect Master Sword... Compared to your presumptuous arrival, will you be unhappy?"
The gazes of the death **** Danates and the sun **** Alok slowly swept over the people in the hall, and finally their gazes fell on Song Xiyuan and Jian Xilai, and the calm words came from the death **** From Nats's mouth.
"Why should we be upset about the arrival of the two adults, Danatus and Alok? Just, I don't know why the two adults are visiting here late at night?"
Jian Xilai's face was full of smiles, and he laughed.
They are very aware of the huge power hidden in the Temple of Death and the Temple of Sun. They can become the existence second only to the Berserker League in the Suhai Sea, so they must have extraordinary means and extraordinary trump cards.
"Actually, it's nothing wrong... We are here this time mainly to discuss with you how to deal with the Mad Soldier League!"
Hearing the words of the sword coming from the west, the death **** Danates stretched lazily and said calmly.
"To deal with the Mad Soldier League?"
The words of Death God Danates fell into the west of the sword, Leng Hongxiao, Yun Wanli and their ears made their faces appear astonished.
Obviously they did not expect that the purpose of the death **** Danath and the sun **** Alok coming here was to join forces with them to deal with the mad soldiers alliance.
"Yes, don't all of you want to move them? Honestly, we have tolerated them for a long time!"
Undoubtedly, they were extremely satisfied with the expressions on their faces Jian Xilai, the sun **** Alok nodded gently, and there was an indifferent voice from his mouth.
"Does it mean the two of you, or the emperor behind you?"
Jian Xilai and Leng Hongxiao looked at each other, nodded lightly, and set their gazes on the sun **** Alok and the death **** Danates, with a solemn light shining in their eyes.
The corners of the mouths of the sun **** Alok and the death **** Danath were raised slightly, and the sun **** Alok stretched out lazily, and there was a low voice in his mouth.
"What do you think?"