"I know you, Yan Xiong from the Tianxia Association, one of the thirty-six geniuses from the Tianji Pavilion!"
Cheng Yan's face was originally feminine, and when he put on a gloomy look, his face looked extremely gloomy.
"Is this how the Heavenly Demon Cult treats its guests?"
Yan Xiong looked around and said sarcastically.
"This is how my Tianmo Sect is. What do you think?"
Cheng Yan was very angry. He was very upset that someone was causing trouble at his doorstep.
Even though Yan Xiong was a fourth-rank warrior at the same time as him, he did not give him any face.
Yan Xiong narrowed his eyes and looked at Cheng Yan intently.
He is not a good guest, but a bad guest.
He was well prepared when he came here. If the negotiations failed, then he would fight.
The battle will continue until the Demonic Cult withdraws from this area and cannot pose any threat to the Tianxiahui’s caravan.
Yan Xiong and Cheng Yan looked at each other coldly, as if they were ready to fight if they disagreed.
In this situation, the atmosphere suddenly became tense.
The members of the Demonic Cult clenched their weapons tightly and stared at Yan Xiong and the other three.
After the arrival of the top leaders, their fear of Yan Xiong and others had diminished.
It is said that a general is the courage of his soldiers, and this is absolutely true.
Especially in this world of superb martial arts, the strong can destroy the world and can defeat a thousand enemies alone.
When such people stand up on their side, the fear in their hearts naturally becomes less.
And on Yan Xiong's side.
Yan Xiong didn't feel nervous at all, but Bu Jingyun and the other two began to gather their Qi unconsciously, as if they were planning to kill a lot of people.
"Master, I don't think it's possible that Gang Leader Yan would provoke my Heavenly Demon Sect for no reason. I think it was the words of one of the disciples that offended them.
In my opinion, why don't we invite Gang Master Yan to come to the City Lord's Mansion and have a seat to hear what Gang Master Yan is here for?"
Just when everyone was ready to fight, a middle-aged scholar next to Cheng Yan suddenly spoke.
The middle-aged scholar seemed to be Cheng Yan's confidant. What he said made Cheng Yan think for a moment, and then nodded.
After getting Cheng Yan's consent, the middle-aged scholar rode out on his horse and said to Yan Xiong:
"Boss Yan, please come to the City Lord's Mansion to talk!"
Yanxiong smiled at him, "Please!"
Under the watchful eyes of many members of the Demon Sect and the civilians hiding in the room, Yan Xiong and his three companions calmly followed the middle-aged scholar towards the City Lord's Mansion.
As for Cheng Yan.
Perhaps he was a little embarrassed, so after Yan Xiong agreed to go to the City Lord's Mansion to discuss, he rode there first.
"I never thought that there would be a day when the Heavenly Demon Cult would enter the city without killing anyone. This is really surprising!"
Yan Xiong looked at the ordinary people around him who were cautiously looking out through the windows and even the cracks in the doors, and said in surprise.
"Killing to stop chaos is never the right way. If the Heavenly Demon Sect wants to make a difference, it can't keep doing this."
The middle-aged scholar was right next to Yan Xiong. When he heard what Yan Xiong said, he smiled and said.
"Unfortunately, the reputation of the Heavenly Demon Cult has long been rotten, and it is not so easy to reverse it."
Yan Xiong shook his head.
I don't know when it started, but a so-called theory of great unification began to circulate in the world.
What this means is that a certain force has integrated the entire world into one force.
Just like Xuanyuan, the emperor of mankind in ancient times.
However, the difference is that Xuanyuan unified the tribes, but now it is the various sects.
This statement became widely circulated and attracted the attention of many sects and gangs.
Nowadays, all the sects and schools are trying to conquer cities and territories to dominate a region and then plot to seize the throne of the so-called supreme master of the martial arts world.
Among them, the Tianmo Sect is obviously also on the list.
And they started to make changes as a result.
"Thank you very much, sir. If it weren't for you, I'm afraid we would have no choice but to fight our way out of the city!"
Although there was a plan to fight with the Demonic Cult, it is a good thing to avoid it now.
So, Yan Xiong thanked the middle-aged scholar.
"No need to thank me, this is what I should do.
Leader Yan is extremely powerful, and several of my fellow comrades are also outstanding men. If a fight really breaks out, I’m afraid my Tianmo Sect will also suffer a great loss.
In the end, it just resulted in more casualties.”
The middle-aged scholar said with a smile.
As he said this, he couldn't help but take another look at Bu Jingyun and the others who were following Yan Xiong.
"These three young men are so outstanding at such a young age. I wonder which sect they are from?"
"They!" Yan Xiong looked back, "They are all orphans I adopted, and I taught them martial arts.
I am sorry to make you laugh at my poor son!"
Although Yan Xiong is very proud to have a disciple like Feng Yunshuang who can be regarded as one of the best in the world.
But you should still be humble when it is time to be humble.
"Boss Yan is truly blessed with good fortune!"
The middle-aged scholar said this with a twinkling look in his eyes.
"Haha!" Yan Xiong laughed.
"Looking at the gentleman's elegant manners, he seems to be from the Central Plains Academy?"
As long as there are scholars in this world, there will naturally be academies.
There is no need to say much about small private schools. In the whole world, the most famous academy is naturally the Chunqiu Academy in the Central Plains.
Although the disciples from this academy are not very good at martial arts, they are all outstanding because of their studies. Whenever they join major forces, they almost always become the military strategists or even logistics managers of those forces.
Xu Ying of Beihanguan was from the Chunqiu Academy.
Xu Ying's words were just those of an ordinary disciple of the Chunqiu Academy and were not well known.
Among the disciples who graduated from the Spring and Autumn Academy, the most famous ones in the world are Jiang Xi, the blue-robed detective among the four famous detectives, and Guo Shensuan, the supreme military strategist of the alliance.
"I did study at the Spring and Autumn Academy for two years, but I was kicked out because I broke the rules. I am still one of the ten most shameful people in the history of the Spring and Autumn Academy!"
The middle-aged scholar spoke of this without changing his expression at all, and even had a smile on his face, as if he was not talking about himself.
It was this tone and attitude that made Yan Xiong wary of him.
The most terrifying people in this world are not those who are great in martial arts and shout for killing all day long, but those conspirators who have no sense of honor and disgrace and are bent on hiding in the shadows.
Just like those people in Xuanmen.
Do you think the people of Xuanmen are very skilled in martial arts
Not necessarily.
According to information gathered by spies from the Tianxiahui, there are said to be many people in the Xuanmen whose martial arts skills are not very high.
But they are crazy and yet very smart.
The middle-aged scholar in front of him, who ignored past honor and disgrace, made Yan Xiong doubt whether he was also a member of the broken Xuanmen.
"arrive!"
Suddenly, the middle-aged scholar stopped.
Yan Xiong looked up.
They had arrived in front of a large house.
The person who had followed Cheng Yan before was waiting at the door.
"Mr. Zhuang!"
The man was a swordsman with a stern face. He bowed to the middle-aged scholar and then looked at Yan Xiong and others.
"Please! The leader is waiting for you!"
After saying that, he turned and walked towards the house.
Seeing this, Yan Xiong was speechless. Aren't all the members of the Heavenly Demon Sect supposed to be demons? Why are they all so weird
Confucian scholar, swordsman, Yan Xiong remembered that there was a monk behind Cheng Yan before.
I feel that the Demonic Cult is a bit like an asylum.
"Don't mind, Gang Leader Yan. Xiao Ye has always been like this. He is not targeting you."
The middle-aged scholar explained the swordsman's rudeness.
“No problem!”
Yan Xiong nodded and walked into the house.