Zhang Ning really wasn't interested in Shintoism, so he had no intention of getting involved. But at this time, they really couldn't search for the old deer, they could only search for the gods.
Therefore, Ming Xueye is the only one who can gather together and suppress these seventy or eighty masters with different temperaments, and there will never be another one in Hengchu.
The Ba Dao sect is unrivaled in its domineering power, its momentum is unparalleled, the Martial Kings retreat step by step, and finally it is time for a decisive battle.
If Truong Ninh knew that this person was abnormal, he would naturally not be angry. Red Moon Sword Master could not control Liu Can Kun, he could only let Liu Can Kun do whatever he wanted.
“Ha ha ha.” Canh Hao stroked his beard and smiled, very happy. Canh Hao immediately ordered the maid to bring tea, of course it was from the underworld, people of the positive world could not drink it.
Counting the details, there are no less than eighty heavenly masters here. The rest were also outstanding disciples of famous schools, such as Wang Tiejian, a closed disciple of Wu Guangen in the Wuwang Pavilion.