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Chapter 915 I am already the Earth Sect
No one could have predicted the situation that happened at the gate of Zhou's Western Sect.

Tianfeng of the 'Guhong' camp is the strongest existence under the Grandmaster. He possesses the fragments of the Martial Saint, and even the Ninth Heaven is willing to admit defeat.

His appearance is already the best card the Eight Gentlemen have.

After all, Zhou Daqian's crime was not obvious, so it was not justifiable to use the Grandmaster to arrest him.

The Eight Gentlemen mobilized almost all of their forces to stop Zhou Nanwang and the old master separately, leaving them isolated and helpless, and then sent Ying Tianfeng, whom they regarded as their right-hand man, to capture them.

Ying Tianfeng was not arrogant. He showed all his cards right from the start and indicated that he would kill Baoding if he could not capture him alive.

Even so, the sure-fire plan went awry.

Zhou Daqian actually has the Grandmaster's mark, which is an extraordinary talent comparable to the Eight Gentlemen!
Not only did he have potential, he also had the means to transform that potential. He killed Ying Tianfeng in one clean fight.

It is said that Ying Tianfeng did not come alone, he also brought a number of powerful warriors. These masters were children of noble families who came to the Eight Gentlemen camp, and their identities were like Zhou You, Lian Feihong and others.

However, none of these people can compare to Yeying Tianfeng, and their role is just a background board.

Their purpose of coming along was to act as a backdrop, to increase momentum, and to clean out the roaming guards.

When Ying Tianfeng died, these powerful warriors became panicked. "Gu Hong" was defeated and killed. It was useless for them to wave flags and cheer no matter how many people they had.

It was obvious that this mission had failed.

"..."

Zhou You looked up at the vast night sky, his mood was not optimistic. Although Ying Tianfeng was dead, it did not mean that the Eight Gentlemen had no tricks up their sleeves.

The brief burst of Grandmaster-level power just now had allowed him to break through the seemingly illusory environment and detect the Grandmaster hiding in the darkness.

That’s right, Ying Tianfeng came here with a master behind him to support him.

The Eight Gentlemen are so meticulous in what they do, and they always have a backup plan.

Once Ying Tianfeng dies, the master behind him will certainly be unable to sit still and will have to show up in public.

Sure enough, his guess came true.

A human sect member appeared. He landed lightly in front of Ying Tianfeng's body, with a trace of pain in his eyes, "God is jealous of talents."

This Grandmaster and Ying Tianfeng were not related, but he admired him very much and had always believed that he could be promoted to Grandmaster and become a member of the same class. The relationship between the two was similar to that of a friend of different ages.

He thought that this mission would be smooth sailing. He was the guard for Ying Tianfeng and did not take it seriously at first. He even watched Zhou You leisurely as he struggled to resist Wuwaihuanzhai's special move.

Unexpectedly, the situation changed suddenly. Zhou You suddenly released the Grandmaster's mark and launched a killing move.

When Ying Tianfeng was defeated and killed, it was too late for him to take action and he could only watch Ying Tianfeng's body fall to the ground.

"Zhou Daqian, originally I only wanted to take your body back, but now I have to take the bodies of your entire family back."

Ren Zong said coldly, "Gu Hong cannot die in vain, your family members will be buried with you!"

"Hehe, if you dare to say that, you will die."

Zhou You holds Baiyun Spear in his left hand and Mo Shou Sword in his right hand. There is a light on his chest that is as bright as the sun, which is the mark of the Grandmaster.

In public, his master's mark was his own, and the one he plundered from Hai Shuer was hidden deep in his body.

The outside world thought he only had one copy, but in fact he had two, which enabled him to strike unexpectedly at critical moments.

A sigh sounded...

The uninvited guest looked at the old master helplessly, "Old master, why do you think he has such a hard time? In such a situation, no matter how strong a person is, it will be useless."

"Even if he resisted and killed Ying Tianfeng, what if he revealed the Grandmaster's Mark?"

"An immature person always has potential. No matter how great his potential is, it is useless. Killing him is like killing a dog." The old master frowned and asked, "With such talent and ability, he will definitely be valued by the Tiannan Sword. Aren't you afraid..."

“Even if the Tiannan Divine Sword blames the Eight Gentlemen for what they are going to do, they will not do anything!”

The uninvited guest laughed and said, "The Tiannan Sword is loyal to the king after all!"

"Understood!"

The old master nodded, "Almost done!"

He stood up and threw away his crutches. He crossed his fingers and twisted them. His muscles and bones crackled like frying beans. His arms, thighs, abdomen, back and ribs covered by his clothes stretched their bodies like a giant bear waking up from hibernation.

The original aura of aging disappeared like the tide in the blink of an eye.

If the previous moment it gave people the feeling of being in its sixties and on the verge of collapse, now it has returned to middle-aged and old age.

For example, for a strong old man with gray hair and abdominal muscles, beating a young man is no different from beating his grandson!
"you……"

The old master stretched out his hand to stop the other person from speaking, "Don't talk, save your energy for the beating!"

Everyone says that he is old and frail, but they forget that he also had a glorious past. Otherwise, how could an old man like him manage the Zhou family's Western Sect business?
The extended life that Qi Shou had obtained no longer needed to be pretended at this moment and it burst out completely.

The body has been restored to its prime, coupled with the solid master level and rich combat experience accumulated throughout a lifetime.

What kind of terrifying power will be unleashed next?

It was as if they had a tacit understanding at the same time...

At the moment when the old master burst out with strength, Zhou Nanwang in the city within the city suddenly stopped, and the power of his hands disappeared. Facing the siege of several masters, he was outnumbered and did the opposite, and actually stopped the battle on his own initiative.

Could it be that he knew he couldn't win and was going to give up?
"If you can't move forward, you will fall into the abyss sooner or later and be crushed to pieces!"

"Crisis is also pressure. Only with pressure can we make progress. Today, thanks to Daqian, I have torn apart the false peace and tranquility I usually have and put myself in the current situation."

"Uncle Wang, your city-building skills have been of great help to me, as well as your fist spirit and fist mind."

Zhou Nanwang clasped his fists towards Uncle Wang across from him and said, "From now on, the Eight Gentlemen and I will not interfere with each other."

He looked calm, without any aggressive aura, but being surrounded in a city within a city, in the eyes of all the masters, this was nothing but a bluff.

Uncle Wang snorted coldly, "Zhou Nanwang, you are deliberately trying to be buried with Zhou Daqian. You are throwing away your bright future in vain. It's all your fault!"

"not necessarily."

Zhou Nanwang said firmly, "I intend to achieve Earth Sect today, and I would like you to witness it."

Without waiting for Uncle Wang and the others to speak, he looked up at the sky and said, "The Eight Gentlemen treat me as nothing, simply because I am just a mere human patriarch. What if I am already a patriarch of the earth?"

next moment……

Zhou Nanwang's body burst out with fist intentions and fist thoughts that were a hundred times larger than his own. "In the situation of the great conquest, all the music is about to cause disaster."

At this moment, the embryonic form of the boxing intention and boxing thought came naturally and condensed into a tangible manifestation that rushed straight into the clouds.

Originally, this area only had the aura of Uncle Wang, the Earth Sect leader, but now there are two words.

The city within the city was originally as solid as a rock, but now it has been impacted by the fist intention and fist thought, causing the weather of heaven and earth to become disordered, and showing signs of crumbling.

"Zhou Nanwang, don't be impulsive and make mistakes."

Uncle Wang's heart suddenly sank. What happened today? Why were there so many accidents?

(End of this chapter)