"Please give me advice..."

"Please give me advice..."

“Give me advice…”

The huge sound spread from afar in the storm, and even Cheng Ailun, who was hiding in a building hundreds of meters away, could be clearly heard.

Shen Yuxuan couldn't help but suffocate and looked at him sideways.

How majestic and domineering it is to make such a bold statement at the Martial Alliance headquarters.

If it were him, he would definitely not have the courage.

"This is the Grand Master of Danjin!"

Shen Yuxuan's heart was ups and downs, and he developed endless yearning for the realm above the transformation of strength.

As long as you are a warrior and still have a desire for martial arts, there is no one who doesn’t want to become a master, because it represents the peak of martial arts in this world.

In modern society where Gangjin Martial Saints are living in seclusion, the Grand Master of Danjin is a powerful being standing at the top of the pyramid. He is elusive and has a high place. If they are given enough time and space, they can even match an army.

Cheng Ailun noticed the change in the qi next to him, turned his head and looked at Shen Yuxuan, but then he looked away and focused again on the two men of Qinlong and Guanhe in the distance.

To Cheng Ailun, Shen Yuxuan's ideas are simply insignificant.

Because the only ones who can really decide the outcome are the two super strong men, Qinlong and Guanhe.

Guanhe waited for more than ten seconds, but seeing that no one responded to him, he couldn't help but frowned slightly and spoke again. A cold voice spread around: "Director of the Martial Arts Alliance, should he be a turtle with his head shrink?"

"I once heard that Alliance Leader Lin broke into the base camp of the Gods Society alone, and made a big fuss, and then escaped without hesitation. But when he saw him today, the rumors seemed to be true."

At the end of the day, Guanhe's tone already contained unabashed contempt and irony.

Unfortunately, the Martial Alliance garrison was silent from beginning to end, as if everyone had disappeared. There were only wind, rain and thunder in the distant sky.

Guanhe finally got impatient.

"Since you don't dare to show up, I'll force you out!"

A little under the feet of the crane, his body soared into the air and rushed towards a place.

There were seven or eight people hidden in that place, with strong and weak qi and blood, and there was nowhere to hide in the perception of the crane, as obvious as a torch in the dark.

Guanhe decided to take a few miscellaneous fish first to prevent the other party from thinking he was joking.

"Swish!"

A distance of dozens of meters passed in an instant.

Guanhe came over a building. According to his perception, the fish were hiding inside without knowing that they were about to be in trouble.

The Crane held out its right hand, with its palm facing down, and its majestic inner breath circulated along the meridians. The momentum was infinitely higher in an instant, and its whole body exuded an extremely terrifying pressure.

He was about to slap the fish below to death with a palm, but a warning suddenly arose in his heart.

"Um?"

The crank's pupils shrank slightly, keeping its original posture unchanged, and looked at an ordinary small western-style building more than a hundred meters away.

It was like a sense of danger with a thorn on the back, and it came from a distance from the small western-style building in the air.

Immediately afterwards, a cold and indifferent voice floated into Guanhe's ears: "Grandmaster, don't you even have this patience? Do you actually want to attack ordinary people?"
Chapter completed!