Chapter 101: Go to the door

Five heads are nothing.

Whether it is Wang Liusong, the elder Wang Yuansong or Deputy Director Yang, everyone is full of blood. There are countless people who die indirectly at their hands. Even if there are no one hundred, there are eighty people who die directly at their hands!

The robbers in Qinglin Mountain alone died in the words of Deputy Director Yang!

Therefore, the five heads were not really amazing to them in nature, but just after Fang Chen threw out the five heads, their faces changed drastically!

"This...this is..." Old Master Wang took a deep breath, his face full of disbelief.

Deputy Director Yang also looked at the five heads with a dull look on his face, pointing his right index finger at the heads, and his lips opened and closed, looking very excited, but he just couldn't speak.

Fang Chen lowered his eyelids: "The heads of these five people are Zhou Buluo, Zhou Buyun, Zhou Yiyun and the other two elders of the Zhou family, Wang Yuan and Deputy Director Yang, do you think I'm joking?"

"hiss……"

Wang Liusong and Deputy Director Yang looked at each other and saw the shock in each other's eyes!

"Xiao Chen, Zhou Yiyun and the other two elders of the Zhou family will not say that you are in the early stage of Shen Ning, so it is not difficult to deal with it, but Zhou Buyu and Zhou Buluo, one is in the middle stage of Shen Ning, and the other is the peak of Shen Ning. Why are you..."

"Don't worry about these two people, I have my own way." Fang Chen raised his head.

"This matter is of great importance. Xiao Chen, let us discuss it for a while." Old Master Wang said cautiously.

"Okay!" Fang Chen didn't think that the Jiuyang Martial Arts Hall would agree at once. Although the Wuyang Martial Arts Hall had the intention to destroy the Zhou family, it did not have the force. His true cultivation was only in the early stage of the Divine Condensation, but his power was equivalent to that of the two peak Divine Condensation monks: "But I will only give you half an hour. If the Jiuyang Martial Arts Hall is not going to cooperate with me in half an hour, then I will look for the Mu family."

Kill Zhou Buluo and the other three elders of the Zhou family. Fang Chen knew that if this grudge was formed, the Zhou family would never let him go. Instead of waiting for someone to come to the door, it would be better to take action first and destroy the Zhou family!

However, although the Zhou family is not as powerful as its own, it is a thousand-year-old family after all, with a rich heritage. It is very difficult to destroy it by one person. The elders, guest officials, and children from other places alone cannot do it. They must rely on the Jiuyang Martial Arts Hall and the Mu family.

Time passed slowly, Fang Chen began to close his eyes and adjust his state to the peak, waiting for the reply from Old Master Wang and Deputy Director Yang.

"Xiaochen, this matter is of great importance. I can't reply to you before Yu Meng comes back. After all, this is related to the luck of the Jiuyang Martial Arts Hall. Let's do this. Anyway, the news of you killing these people will not be leaked for the time being. Wait for two days, Yu Meng and the others will come back." After thinking for a long time, Old Wang Yuan made up his mind. He was already old and no longer had the adventurous mentality.

"The Nine Palaces are closed early, Deputy Director Gao Feng and others have come out." Fang Chen still hopes to cooperate with the Nine Yang Martial Arts Hall, after all, he still has a little affection for the Nine Yang Martial Arts Hall.

"What! Why did the Nine Palaces close early? This has never happened in the past few hundred years!" Old Wang stood up in surprise.

Deputy Director Yang's face was flickering. As soon as Fang Chen finished speaking, he stood up immediately: "Xiaochen, destroying the Zhou family, this matter is not a matter of one sentence. You need to give us some powerful persuasion. These heads alone are not enough!"

Deputy Director Yang's pupils flashed with a hint of excitement, obviously a little moved. As long as Fang Chen had enough persuasion, he would start a war with the Zhou family immediately!

"Singing—"

The sword sound of the Nine Heavens Dragon Roar sounded in the Zanggong Hall in an instant, and a refined stream of light rose from behind Fang Chen, which was Tianheng!

"Qi Sword Body! The best physique of sword cultivator can surpass two levels of challenge!" Deputy Director Yang called out first, but the next moment, his eyes widened even wider!

"This aura... this aura far exceeds the power of the fifth-grade martial arts. Could it be the sixth-grade sword technique?" Deputy Director Yang looked at Fang Chen cautiously, and even Mr. Wang looked at Fang Chen inquiring, with an expression of consciousness on his face.

"Yes, it's the Qi sword body, the sixth-grade sword technique! I wonder if this is the case, plus the Jiuyang Martial Arts Hall, is there any hope of destroying the Zhou family?" Fang Chen did not hide his cultivation.

"Okay! Xiaochen, Jiuyang Martial Arts Hall promised to cooperate with you and destroy the Zhou family!" Deputy Director Yang's eyes appeared in his strange color. He agreed directly without passing Wang Yuan Lao, and Wang Yuan Lao didn't say much, nodding and acquiesced.

"Okay! Uncle Yang, Mr. Wang, you two go to pick up Uncle Gao. Uncle Bai will try not to let two groups of Zhou's disciples return to Yanyang City. As for the city... I will leave it to me. When you come back, there will be no power of the Zhou family again!" Fang Chen picked his lips, and a sharp aura appeared in his eyes.

"This is the Elder Order, and all the members of the War Hall in the Martial Arts Hall will be handed over to you!" Mr. Wang took out a token cleanly, and Fang Chen took it and walked towards the War Hall.

In a very luxurious room, there were constant "hum, yeah" sounds on the red log bed, and an old man with a white mind kept shaking on it.

"I understand girl, your skills are getting better and better, and I am so happy." The old man spoke with great pleasure.

"It's better to be trained by Mao Zedong." A woman said in a coquettish manner, with a trace of crystal liquid hanging on the corner of her mouth.

"Hey, I knew my little baby could speak." The old man obviously enjoyed this sentence very much, and his hands kept wandering around the woman.

"Cruff!" Suddenly, the door opened and a seventh-layer monk in black robe broke in!

"Hmph! Mingyue, you are so brave. I said, no one can come in when you are happy? Well? Do you think your words are in your ears?" The old man snorted coldly in displeasure, and a ray of energy hit the man in black, which immediately made him vomit blood.

The man in black wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, not daring to be dissatisfied at all: "Mao worship, it's not good. There was a big stir in the Jiuyang Martial Arts Hall, and all the troops from the Zhan Hall were dispatched to come here!"

"Yeah? Jiuyang Martial Arts Hall? Come here? What's going on? Explain it clearly!" The old man's face changed, and he immediately got up from the woman named Dongniu and quickly put on his clothes.

"Bang!"

Just as the man in black was about to speak, the door of the room was kicked open, and suddenly a gorgeous sword light shot through his throat, and then a white figure walked in. This person was Fang Chen!

Fang Chen looked up and down at the old man in front of him, and his murderous intent flashed in his eyes: "Master Mao San, right?"

"Yes, I am Mao Sanlang. Who is you? Why did you come to my house?" Mao Sanlang looked alert and did not relax because the other party was a child.
Chapter completed!