"Even if he is a disciple of the Holy-saber Ancient Tribe, he is no match for Xiongyi. But since he is the target of Your Excellency, let's let Your Excellency deal with him."
Kameda, who was good at flattering, said flatteringly.
Hiroaki Miyamoto's eyes flickered, and he sighed with regret. "Unfortunately, Xiongyi focuses on swordsmanship, and Xiongyi focuses on ninjutsu. No one can inherit the Yin-Yang skill of our Miyamoto family."
Kameda's eyes flickered, and he smiled happily. "Master Miyamoto must mean that he wants to take me as his adopted son and inherit the mantle of the Miyamoto family?"
This was also the reason why he had been flattering Hiroaki Miyamoto. After all, the Yin-Yang Shikigami of the Miyamoto family could be ranked in the top three in Japan.
Hiroaki Miyamoto smiled and said nothing. Kameda also knew that this kind of thing could not be rushed, so he wisely did not continue this topic, but his attitude became more respectful and humble.
Yamamoto secretly curled his lips, and his eyes also showed a touch of enthusiasm.
Great Yin-Yang Master was the most respected and awe-inspiring profession in Japan except for the Sword God Palace. Hiroaki Miyamoto had mentioned in front of them several times, intentionally or unintentionally, that there was no successor. Yamamoto didn't know if he was hinting at something, but he was also quite tempted.
"Let's go. Now it seems that Gui Jianchou has an undeserved reputation and is not worth paying attention to at all. Compared with Long Xiaotian, Night Lone Ranger is also undeserved. On the contrary, we should pay special attention to these young people from nowhere. Go, investigate their identities and origins, and find out which family has secretly trained their disciples."
Hiroaki Miyamoto stared deeply at Lang Dong, who threw Gui Jianchou on the ground like a dead dog, and ordered indifferently.
"Yes!"
Kameda and Yamamoto bowed together, took the order, and left.
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"Interesting. I didn't expect that there was such a hidden force in Shenzhou. Go, find out their details, and report to the Presidents."
Similarly, in a dark corner, a blonde man with neatly combed hair, a pale face, and bright red lips, dressed like a gentleman in an elegant suit revealed a playful smile. He licked his lips and ordered softly.
"Yes, as you wish, Marquis Millais."
Several men dressed like medieval knights behind the man put their right hands on their chests, bowed, and responded in a low voice.
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"This time, the Holy Church must get at least 50 places to enter the Heaven-accessing Secret Land. You are the bravest and most outstanding knights of the Holy Church. Be prepared to defeat all enemies with your swords to defend the glory of the Lord."
Red-Robed Archbishop Crowe stared at Lang Dong and the others from afar as he said softly with a solemn expression.
"We swear to defend the glory of the Lord with our blood and lives!"
The hundreds of holy knights behind him knelt on one knee and held onto the hilt of their swords. Their eyes were filled with passion as they shouted fearlessly.
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"I have already received the guidance of fate. The great Demonic God His Majesty is about to revive. He will lead the Hell Legion to return to the human world and ignite the flames of war in every corner of the world. He will destroy this dirty world and let all evil souls receive the redemption they deserve. He will build a new world without poverty, disease, sin, greed, hunger, disaster, and oppression. As the most loyal apostles of the Demonic God His Majesty, our only mission is to enter the Demonic Abyss and open the sealed Gates of Hell at all costs to welcome the return of the Demonic God His Majesty."
A tall figure wearing a platinum demon mask and a black robe stood quietly in the corner like a ghost, murmuring a devil-like mission with a hoarse and dry voice.
He looked at Lang Dong and the others from afar, but a strange black flame was burning in his blood-red pupils.
Behind him, hundreds of black-clothed men wearing black demon masks knelt on the ground as if they were the most devout believers. They didn't make a single noise as they quietly listened to the guidance of fate.
However, their empty and dull eyes didn't have the slightest emotion that a human should have. Only clouds of deep black mist lingered in their eyes, looking extremely gloomy and terrifying as if they were evil spirits from the Nine Serenities of Hell.
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"The astrologer said that the turning point of our clan is in the East, but where exactly is it?"
Gruer was surrounded by a group of Atlantean Clan warriors who were dressed in ordinary clothes and behaved in an extremely low-key manner. Looking at Lang Dong and the others who were displaying their invincible might, he murmured in a low voice.
"Young Master, there are many experts in the East. We just have to adapt to the situation. If there is a chance, it will naturally appear. If there is no chance, we can't force it."
Old Grimm's pupils shrank slightly as he looked at Zi Que 'er and the others with fear. He thought that his skills were already strong enough and that he couldn't find many opponents in the world. Even when he was tied with Brad, he didn't belittle himself. After all, Brad was the famous director of the Dark Inquisition and a famous expert in the world.
But now, after witnessing the powerful skills of the martial arts practitioners in the East, he was in awe. He had a feeling that he couldn't even defeat Pi Yi Tian and Jian Miesheng easily, let alone the terrifying Zi Que 'er and the old antique from the Holy Medical Family. Sure enough, the weak were as common as the clouds in the mysterious East.
"Grandpa Grimm, what method did the old man use just now? How could he suppress our cultivation?"
Gruer asked curiously. He didn't know what method the old antique from the Holy Medical Family had used because he didn't know it.
"This is the magical ward of the East, which is somewhat similar to our witchcraft in the West, but its power is many times greater. The competition process of this Warriors' Assembly completely simulates the environment in the Heaven-accessing Secret Land. The ward should have been activated after the opening ceremony tomorrow, but the super expert from the Holy Medical Family activated the ward in advance in order to save Pi Yi Tian."
Old Grimm explained to him with a deep look.
"Ward, what a magical thing! It can actually suppress people's cultivation. If the Easterners use the ward to invade our West, then our West will be defenseless."
Gruer's eyes sparkled with amazement and he muttered enviously while smacking his lips.
"How can it be so easy to set up a ward?"
Old Grimm couldn't help laughing and explained patiently, "The ward can't be set up casually. It needs many super experts to work together to set it up, and it also needs to consume a lot of spiritual crystals to maintain the operation of the ward. This time, the expert from the Holy Medical Family activated the ward in advance, which means that it will consume one more day's spiritual crystals to maintain the operation of the ward. It is estimated that the Holy Medical Family will bleed a lot this time."
"Is Pi Yi Tian really so valuable that the Holy Medical Family will spend a lot of spiritual crystals to save him?"
Gruer asked doubtfully.
"Of course. Pi Yi Tian seems to be vulnerable in front of the woman in purple, but he is a real expert in the God Martial Arts Realm. Even if I fight with him, I may not be his match."
Old Grimm said with emotion.
Hearing this, when Gruer looked at Zi Que 'er again, his eyes were full of solemnity and horror.
Previously, because of the problem of cultivation, he didn't have a very intuitive feeling about Zi Que 'er's strength. He thought that Pi Yi Tian was too weak, so Zi Que' er appeared to be powerful.
But after hearing the comparison from Old Grimm, he realized the strength and horror of Zi Que 'er. After all, in his understanding, Grandpa Grimm was an expert in the whole West who could hardly meet his match.
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"I didn't expect that a fish that escaped the net could establish such a powerful force in just a few months. At the beginning, the organization shouldn't have thought of taking him in for its own use. How good it would have been to get rid of him directly. As a result, it has come to this point. I think the organization is simply nurturing a tiger to invite trouble. Sooner or later, he will become the biggest threat to the organization."
In the corner where a group of black-robed masked men gathered, Rain God, wearing a purple gold mask, stared at Zi Que 'er and others with resentment and complained indignantly.
"Yes, but no one can predict this result. Besides, don't you think that his rise is a little too fast? How long has it been? "
Wind God looked solemnly at Lang Dong and the others and said in confusion, "Even if he obtained the treasures in Genghis Khan's mausoleum, he shouldn't have so many powerful subordinates."
"Ding Ning has too many secrets. The organization's higher-ups have already listed him as one of the most dangerous targets. If we can't get it, then we'll destroy the Clear Sky Security Company as well."
Fire God's gaze was indifferent as he said coldly. With the attention and intelligence network that the Descendants of God Organization paid to Ding Ning, they naturally knew that the Clear Sky Security Company belonged to Ding Ning.
"Destroy?"
Rain God's eyes lit up and he said expectantly, "Currently, the Clear Sky Security Company already has two Saints guarding it. Who knows how many more are hidden. How many Saints does the organization plan to send to destroy them?"
"Even if they still have Saints hidden, there can't be too many. At most, there can only be two or three. After all, Saints are not cabbages. Even if the organization has researched for so many years and spent a huge amount of money, they were only lucky enough to cultivate more than 30 Saints. These Saints are still of great use to the organization, so they can't send them to us."
Fire God said leisurely.
Rain God's eyes narrowed and he almost laughed out of anger. "They won't even send us Saints and expect us to destroy the Clear Sky Security Company. Isn't the organization thinking too highly of us?"
Wind God also snorted coldly to express his dissatisfaction. He had seen how difficult it was to deal with Ding Ning. He didn't think that they could destroy a powerful organization like the Clear Sky Security Company without the help of the Saints.
Fire God said confidently, "This time, the Warriors' Assembly will suppress their cultivation. For us, it is the best opportunity to eliminate them."
Rain God's delicate body shook and her eyes suddenly lit up. She said excitedly, "Yes, why didn't I think that under the situation where the cultivation is restricted, our Beast Warriors can go berserk and exert several times their combat power. Even if it's a Saint, after their cultivation is suppressed, they can't be a match for the Berserk Beast Warriors in the same realm."
"This is a good idea, but the problem is, will these Saints participate in the Warriors' Assembly?"
Although Wind God was also very excited, he still expressed his doubts calmly.
"Don't worry. If their Saints don't participate in the competition, then we will kill all the participants of the Clear Sky Security Company and force them to take action."
Fire God seemed to have a plan. His eyes flashed coldly and he said coldly, "Especially that woman named Ling Yun. She is Ding Ning's beloved woman. As long as she is killed by our people, I guarantee that he will send a Saint to avenge her. Maybe even he can't help but take action himself. At that time, it will be the best opportunity for us to kill him."
"Well, then let's kill Ling Yun first and let him taste the feeling of losing his beloved."
Rain God's eyes were gloomy and full of monstrous hatred.
"Maybe we don't even need to take action. Someone will take care of him for us. The Holy Medical Family, the Holy-sword Villa, and the Holy-goddess Tribe all seem to have a grudge against him. We can consider doing something in this regard."
Wind God was cunning and said with a grim smile.
"Yes, it is in the best interest of the organization not to expose the Berserk Beast Warriors. Let's see the situation first. If the Three Holy Gates can swallow their anger, then we will send the Berserk Beast Warriors."
Fire God nodded slightly in agreement. After all, the Berserk Beast Warriors were their secret weapons. It was best not to expose them.
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