Tianxiang Pavilion.

Tianzi No. 16 painted ship.

Several elite members of Hachinogo Gate were drinking wine.

Among them, there is another one, Xing Zhishu, the head of Hainiao City Skynet, who is a young man.

"Mengya, what do you say in the door?" Yuanyang picked up the orange, peeled it, and swallowed it in one mouthful.

"The deputy sect leader said he was ready and could be dispatched at any time." Meng Ya replied.

Xing Zhishu spoke: "Congratulations to the Banniao Gate for winning the victory and winning the Sanyang Gate in one fell swoop."

"The leader of the Sanyang Sect is seriously injured. Isn't it a slight thing to take him down?" Meng Ya said with his head raised, "But I am very confused. We can obviously forcefully take down Sanyang Sect by force, why do we have to find an excuse to compete first? Wouldn't it be troublesome?"

Yuanyang smiled and said, "You don't understand this. Just use force, and the Sanyangmen are not all waste. Resistance will also cause losses to us.

But before using force, wouldn’t it be much easier to compete and defeat their morale before taking them down?”

"What Lord Yuanyang said," Xing Zhishu echoed, "Hmm?"

Just now, he found a familiar figure.

"What's wrong with Mr. Xing?" Yuanyang discovered Xing Zhishu's strangeness.

"I discovered an old acquaintance, my uncle, Xing Bing." Xing Zhishu smiled, but his smile had an inexplicable meaning.

Yuanyang thought for a while, and he remembered that the Xing family was a powerful force in the Skynet system.

Xing Zhishu is also a relatively outstanding figure among the new generation of young people in the Xing family.

Under twenty-five years old, he is the general manager of Hainiao Skynet.

Xing Zhishu's uncle Xing Bing had a conflict with his family and was the abandoned son of the Xing family.

Otherwise, it wouldn't be. The person who is almost forty years old is still just one of the people in charge of Haiyang City Skynet.

Yuanyang used to date Xing Zhishu and knew that he had a marriage with Xing Bing.

"Since you meet an acquaintance, wouldn't it be polite to not meet each other?" Yuanyang smiled meaningfully.

He found a familiar face next to Xing Bing.

He decided to go over and help Xing Zhishu suppress Xing Bing, and also test the bottom of the new second-level extraordinary Hell King of Hell.

Xing Zhishu smiled: "Okay, I haven't seen my uncle for many years, so I miss him too."

The group of five people stood up with strange laughter.

Soon, we arrived at the Tianzi No. 18 painting ship.

"What a coincidence, I can still see my uncle in this place." Xing Zhishu walked onto the boat, smiling slightly.

Xing Bing's face changed slightly, he swept over Xing Zhishu and others, and became gloomy.

"If you and Hachinomen don't stay in Haibird City, what are you doing when you come to Hailao?"

He is reminding the King of Hell and his identity opposite him.

Xing Zhishu did not reply to Xing Bing, and the others sat on the rattan chair casually.

Yuanyang said meaningfully: "Some people have become accustomed to staying in small places, and their pattern has become smaller. Let's make friends with some wild ways without roots."

Meng Ya smiled exaggeratedly: "I've been abandoned, what's the situation? I can't help but get up when I see any cat or dog. How can I care about the identity of the person I've made friends with?"

Before coming, Mengya and Yuanyang had already agreed.

Help Xing Zhishu suppress Xing Bing and test the King of Hell.

Xing Bing suppressed his anger: "Don't be too confident, be careful of capsizing."

Yuanyang smiled and said, "We have two third-level extraordinary people, so we are naturally confident."

In the words, the fighting spirit is unconcealed.

After all, there is no need to hide it.

As he said that, Yuanyang looked at Lin Yuan's ghost body: "This person must be the famous King of Hell who became famous in one battle?"

"Kill one of the first-level mist peach demons and become famous in one battle hahahaha..." Mengya burst into laughter.

The few people seemed to have not seen the King of Hell and Xing Bing, acting here.

The King of Hell watched the performance of the few people coldly, and he probably found out what the people were doing.

Since I want to see me take action, I will show you!

He is not afraid!

The King of Hell swung his punch, and his fist was extremely fast.

Before Mengya could react, the huge force hit his stomach and vomited gastric acid.

Bang!

He fell into the water.

Yuanyang raised his eyebrows and praised: "No, I have some strength to take my move."

He walked out.

A punch hit with the power of the soul, and the fist is powerful.

In terms of power, it can be comparable to the Golden Light Fist with a small question mark.

If it were the King of Hell a few days ago, it would be quite laborious to resist this punch.

Now, there is no problem.

He seemed to have not noticed the soul power attached to Yuanyang's fist.

With a cold snorkeling, a great force burst out from the fist of the King of Hell.

Two punches collided together.

Yuanyang took three steps back.

The King of Hell took a step back.

"Not bad." Yuanyang sincerely praised. At the Banu Gate, the number of people with brute force exceeding him was only a palm.

But so what?

The power of the soul he secretly used was not discovered by the King of Hell.

It seems that the King of Hell is just an ordinary warrior.

In a few days, the plan of Hachinogo can be perfectly implemented.

Yuanyang smiled with a gentlemanly voice: "I lost this time. Come and ask for advice next time!"

Meng Ya was wet all over, and her provocative eyes glanced at the King of Hell.

Before leaving, Xing Zhishu had a light smile on his face: "Uncle, you should go back and admit your mistake. Otherwise, you would not have wasted ten years of time in the small Haiyang City."

Xing Bing clenched his fists and swept over Xing Zhishu coldly: "It has nothing to do with you."

Yasuomen and others left, and Xing Zhishu sat on a rattan chair with a solemn expression.

"The people who came from Banu Gate are not good, Sanyang Gate is ready in advance."

This time they met four extraordinary people from the Eight-Bird Gate, all of whom were of the second level.

This is nearly half of the elite members of Hachinogo.

"Yeah." The King of Hell nodded, he didn't care much.

Xing Bing looked at the side face of the King of Hell and fell into deep thought.

Compared with the last time, the King of Hell is stronger.

In the second level, he is also a strong man.

He asked the gang to enter the school and to go to snacks and find a better extraordinary school?

He needs him to restart his connections ten years ago.

He remembered Xing Zhishu and his elder brother.

Xing Bing's expression changed and he finally gritted his teeth.

It's almost forty, what are you waiting for?

Even if you fail, you have to fight.

...

After informing the Sanyangmen, Lin Yuan could feel that the entire Haiyang City was in a surging undercurrent.

I don't know when it will explode.

On Saturday, when Lin Yuan returned home, he saw a table of hearty meals, much better than yesterday.

"What day is today?" Lin Yuan asked curiously.
To be continued...