Encountering American comics in Super Hong Kong

Chapter 147
Just as the countries in the Shanghai-Shanghai Concession and the extraordinary forces of the Ying Kingdom were arguing about formulating a combat strategy against the Chinese League because of their own interests——

The main hall of the China League in Shanghai.

In a very spacious hall, Huoyun Cthulhu stood with such a big thorn, and sitting on both sides of the hall were elders from various sects in China, Dao, and Wu circles, each of them was cold. Staring at this guy, he didn't have a good face.

A few strong men from the big faction stared at Huoyun Cthulhu with murderous intent, and their aura was ready to move. They all had a feud with Huoyun Cthulhu.

"Huoyun evil god, we have heard about your misdeeds for a long time. Originally, your death is not a pity, but I, the Huaxia Chinese League, do not want to do more unnecessary killings... After discussion with the elders of our various factions, I will now give you two choices! One, It is to join our Chinese League and sit in the headquarters of the Chinese League; and the other is that we will kill you now..."

The person who spoke was the great elder of the Maoshan sect.

"Fire Cloud!"

Suddenly, Elder Kunwu, the seat elder of the Kunlun Sect, coldly called out the real name of Huoyun Cthulhu, and stared at him with a pair of eagle eyes full of evil spirits, "Do you still recognize me?!"

"Yo……"

Huoyun Cthulhu frowned, and there was an undisguised sarcasm on his face, "Senior brother Kunwu is here too, how can I not know him... What? I haven't seen you for so many years, what can I teach you?!"

"I am no longer your senior brother..."

Elder Kunwu looks about forty years old, much younger than Huoyun Cthulhu, but in fact he is already ninety years old, but he has achieved profound arts, and his high martial arts cultivation has delayed the aging of his body!
While they were dealing with the ultimate murderer king, suddenly, a disciple from the alliance came in hurriedly, clasped his fists and saluted respectfully to the elders from various sects in the hall, and said: "All elders, here comes A person who claims to be the master of the Proud Sword Sect said that he wants to see the elders..."

"Sect Master of the Proud Sword Sect?!"

All the elders present stood up immediately, with surprise on their faces!They are no strangers to this re-emerged Kendo sect.

In today's world, it is no longer limited to one country and one place. The movement of Hua Yingxiong, the master of the Aojianmen, in the United States and Europe has already alarmed all the sects, especially the Shushan Sword Sect and the Wudang Sect. They all want to see and see Aojianmen's Chinese Aojue, this is a powerful swordsmanship known as the world's number one swordsmanship hundreds of years ago!

"Quick! Welcome this person..."

The elder of the Maoshan faction half-spoken, then changed his mind, "No! I'd better go out to greet you in person!"

"Haha! It should be so!"

"Let's go together!"

The elders of the other sects also stood up and walked out of the lobby quickly. Among them, when the elder Kunwu of the Kunlun sect passed by Huoyun evil god, he said lightly, "Lie Huoyun, I don't care if you understand or not. Understand, what we are doing now...but once you do anything that endangers the alliance, no one can save you, you...you can do it yourself!"

Huoyun Cthulhu stared at him indifferently with dead fish-like eyes, grinned slightly at the corner of his mouth, and smiled at his former senior brother.

Elder Kunwu frowned slightly, he really couldn't understand what this guy was thinking... Back then, when this little junior was still the unborn son of the Kunlun School, he behaved very perversely and never put anyone in front of him. In the eyes, but overall it is still good, but a series of things happened later that caused him to leave the sect and become the famous Huoyun evil god in the world.

……

"My subordinate Hua Yingxiong, the master of the Aojianmen, pays homage to all seniors!"

Hua Yingxiong was still dressed in a gray robe and his long hair was full of frost. He clasped his fists and saluted the elders of various sects who came out. These older seniors hurriedly returned the salute and introduced themselves. A young man in his forties.

Compared to them, Hua Yingxiong is really young.

The elders of the various sects present here have sharp eyes and are more sensitive to the breath. Although the face of the head of the Proud Sword Sect in front of him can't hide the vicissitudes of life and his hair is gray, the sharpness in his eyebrows and eyes is still there. The formidable sword intent and momentum faintly revealing from his body all show that this is a very young junior!Compared with their octogenarians who average over 50 years old, Hua Yingxiong, who is less than [-] years old, is indeed very young.

"Master Huamen, please!"

The elders of the China League, headed by the elders of the Maoshan faction, all welcomed him in very eagerly. In front of them, these senior elders who were so relieved were extremely happy!
In this period of China, young people like this are needed to keep emerging to replace those half-buried old and immortal... Uh, I was wrong, to fight against thunder!

Um, not quite right, anyway——

"Isn't there such a poem, what is it called? There are always talents in the country, and they have been making waves for hundreds of years! Master of the Huamen! We old seniors have already made a show of it. It should be you young juniors who are making waves. It's time..."

A group of people walked into the lobby, one of the elders said to Hua Yingxiong earnestly, Hua Yingxiong nodded humbly, but he felt that something was wrong, but back then he was also a person who was obsessed with martial arts and did not study much. The understanding of the poem is also a bit rough, it seems that it can be understood in this way...

If these seniors understand it this way, they should be right, um...

Emmm...

- Heck! ! !
In the lobby, Huoyun Cthulhu, who found a place to sit down and was eating snacks on the table, heard this sentence, the banana that he had just swallowed down his throat, immediately rushed upwards under the pressure of the reaction force, turning from nose to banana. Sprayed out two things, just hanging on the face...

"Hee hee hee...hahahahahahahahaha..."

As soon as a group of people entered the hall, they saw two fiery cloud gods of unknown origin hanging from their faces and nostrils, lying on the table, laughing and patting the table non-stop.Not to mention, the phrase that each has been making waves for hundreds of years sounds very pleasant to the ear, haven't they all been literati and poets since ancient times?It's all quite turbulent, and I'm not wrong...

"..."

All the senior elders were silent for a while, or... don't keep this crazy person, let's just kill him!

Hua Yingxiong also looked puzzled, and said, "This is..."

"Ha ha ha ha……"

Huoyun Cthulhu wiped away his tears, managed to stop his laughter, stood up from the chair, shook his head and said, "I'm so laughing... If Zhao Yi, who was more than a hundred years ago, heard you interpret his poems like this, I’m afraid I’ll be so angry that I’ll come back to life and fight you hard!”

(End of this chapter)