martial arts general

Chapter 90 Wanma Hall

More than ten days later, in the Western Region, at night, outside Lingzhou City.

Everyone trekked all the way and finally arrived at the destination.

Zhao Jiuxiao looked up and saw a bustling city.

It is in an oasis, but further outside, it is a desolate desert.

Lingzhou City is not too far from the Quicksand Country, but the residents here are mainly from the Central Plains, not from the Quicksand Country.

Zhao Jiuxiao brought many martial arts masters into the city, and immediately arranged for disciples from various factions to secretly investigate the entire city.

He himself went all the way and came to the outside of Wanma Hall.

On the golden plaque, the three characters "Wanma Hall" are particularly conspicuous.

The door was closed tightly, as if refusing to see visitors.

Zhao Jiuxiao stepped forward and knocked softly on the door: "Excuse me, is anyone there?"

Soon, the door opened.

The one who opened the door was a group of Wanma Hall disciples.

All of them are big bearded men with long knives hanging from their waists, looking fierce and vicious.

But after seeing Zhao Jiuxiao and so many martial arts masters, they were stunned and at a loss.

Zhao Jiuxiao clasped his hands and said, "Everyone, my lord, Zhao Jiuxiao, is here to pay a visit to the Master of the Golden Hall of your sect. Please introduce me."

The disciple of Wanmatang took a deep breath: "Zhao Jiuxiao? Are you the current leader of the martial arts?"

Daoist Tianyu nodded: "Not bad."

The disciples of Wanmatang suddenly realized, and immediately bowed to salute: "I don't know that leader Zhao is coming, and I am far away from welcoming you, please forgive me."

Zhao Jiuxiao waved his hand: "You're welcome, let's go in."

Disciple Wanmatang nodded: "Okay, all of you please."

After finishing speaking, everyone entered Wanma Hall.

The scale here is not small, and there is a vast horse farm.

At this time, thousands of horses are resting in the stables.

In front of the main hall, a young man who looked quite similar to Mrs. Wanhua stood there, looking at Zhao Jiuxiao and the others respectfully. He was tall and straight, with a braid on his head and two short knives around his waist.

The man said: "Jin Chongyang in Xiawanma Hall, meet Leader Zhao!"

Zhao Jiuxiao smiled and said, "Hi Hall Master Jin."

Zhuge Lang even looked at each other up and down, resting his chin with one hand: "Master Jin, you and your mother look alike."

Jin Chongyang looked a little embarrassed and said with a smile: "May I ask this old man if he is the head of Zhuge of Chunfeng Tower?"

Zhuge Lang: "It's the old man."

Jin Chongyang: "Master Zhuge, my mother often mentions you, saying that you are good at martial arts, but your character is questionable."

Zhuge Lang laughed loudly: "Haha, what she said is good."

With that said, Jin Chongyang saluted the heads of each faction one by one.

Zhao Jiuxiao also heard it: "Master Jin, I don't know what trouble you have encountered in Wanmatang? Can you tell me?"

Jin Chongyang smiled wryly: "To be honest, I have already received an ultimatum from the Ghost King Sect."

As he spoke, he took out a letter from his pocket and handed it to everyone to watch.

Zhao Jiuxiao took the letter and looked at it carefully.

I saw it read: "Master Jin, I have heard that Wanmatang is very powerful, and I order you to give up Wanmatang within two months, and leave all the horses, gold and silver to my ghost Wangzong. Kill all Wanmatang, leaving no one behind."

The place where the signature was signed was Dugu Yin, the head of the Ghost King Sect.

Zhao Jiuxiao said with a smile: "This is in line with Dugu Yin's personality, cruel and decisive."

Jin Chongyang: "It's been a month and a half now, and the deadline is coming, but I really don't want to give up Wanmatang, and the Ghost King Sect is an evil sect, if they go back on their word, even if I give up Wanmatang, it won't help. "

Situ Feiyu: "In this case, we must fight to the death with Ghost King Zong."

Jin Chongyang said with a smile: "I also think that even with my Wanmatang's strength, I am no match for the Ghost King Sect after all. Now that you are here, I feel relieved."

Daoist Tianyu said, "God has the virtue of loving life. If the Ghost King Sect acts like this, it will lead to destruction sooner or later."

Abbot Sacred Heart clasped his hands together: "Amitabha, according to the poor monk's opinion, since they are coming, we should also be prepared to meet the enemy with all our strength."

Zhuge Lang: "Yeah, why don't you use the pocket formation, and when they come, surround them and catch them all in one go."

Zhao Jiuxiao: "Sect Master Zhuge's approach is not bad. With the strength of all masters, it shouldn't be a problem."

Taoist Priest Tianyu: "The Ghost King Sect is good at poisoning, we have to be careful about this."

Zhao Jiuxiao: "Okay, everyone should pay attention to this."

Seeing everyone helping so much, Jin Chongyang was even more happy: "Thank you all heroes. In that case, you can rest in my Wanma Hall first, and I will prepare the bed for you."

Zhao Jiuxiao: "Then I'd rather be respectful than obedient."

After finishing speaking, everyone stayed in Wanmatang.

At the same time, after carefully investigating the entire Lingzhou City, the disciples of various factions also reported to Zhao Jiuxiao what they had found.

First of all, the development of Wanma Hall in Lingzhou City to such an extent is not simply a matter of doing business, but the result of defeating several sects and annexing them. Chongyang is just a successor.

Secondly, this Jin Chongyang is not a fuel-efficient lamp. Apart from being the master of Wanma Hall, he is also a well-known romantic man who likes to gamble most in Lingzhou City.

However, after meeting Zhao Jiuxiao and others, Jin Chongyang restrained himself a lot.

Time also unknowingly came to the day agreed by Ghost King Zong.

On this night, the disciples of various sects were still patrolling the city.

But the Ghost King Sect came quietly.

"Whoosh whoosh!" The disciples of the Ghost King Sect hid in the dark and shot poisonous arrows.

Some decent disciples were unable to dodge in time, their skin was pierced by a sharp arrow, and they died of poison on the spot.

The rest hurried back to Wanma Hall and told Zhao Jiuxiao about it.

Zhao Jiuxiao had been prepared for a long time, and immediately ordered the heads of all factions to hide in the dark, waiting for his instructions.

But Jin Chongyang stayed in Wanma Hall, standing still.

Not long after, a large number of people from the Ghost King Sect came to Wanma Hall.

Among them are tens of thousands of disciples of the Ghost King Sect, thousands of Rakshasa swordsmen, ghost messengers, and ghost-headed swordsmen.

In addition, there are more than a dozen people wearing black impermanence masks and other costumes.

They held red long whips in their hands, which were also quenched with poison.

Sitting on the roof, Zhao Jiuxiao could see clearly, took a deep breath and nodded secretly.

At this moment, the messenger of impermanence said: "Master Jin, we are here."

Jin Chongyang nodded and straightened his back: "I saw it, you guys came just in time."

Messenger of Impermanence: "If you don't want to give up Wanma Hall, there is only one death."

Jin Chongyang: "Okay, then you can do it quickly."

Before the words fell, the messenger of impermanence waved his hand.

The disciples of Wanma Hall were immediately attacked by poisonous arrows.

They hid behind walls and did not allow themselves to be shot.

At the same time, following Zhao Jiuxiao's order, the heads of the various factions also rushed out from the shadows and surrounded the ghost king's clan.

The Messenger of Impermanence's expression changed slightly: "It seems that you have asked for help."

Jin Chongyang smiled and said: "That's right, if you want to kill me, I'm afraid it won't be that easy."

Messenger of Impermanence: "Even so, you will definitely die."

Saying that, they flew up.

(End of this chapter)