Chapter 480 Domineering

Tao Wanlong's face looked as ugly as possible. Zhang Jun's kick just now was like a kick in his face. The feeling of stealing the chicken but losing the rice is very unpleasant.

Zhang Jun walked to the center, stopped, looked around, and asked with a smile: "Who is Tao Wanlong?"

Tao Wanlong snorted coldly, took a step forward and said, "Friend Zhang, since you are here, please sit down."

From behind, two tall men carried an iron chair. Twelve extremely sharp knives were inserted into the chair, with the tips pointing upward.

Zhang Jun smiled lightly, walked forward, turned around and sat down. He secretly used the Immortal Gang, and the sword made a "ding" sound, and all the blades under him were shattered and shot out. The Immortal Gang is so powerful that even the blade cannot withstand it.

Zhang Jun sat down calmly. The blade on the chair had already been smashed into pieces, and it didn't bother him at all.

Tao Wanlong's face turned even more ugly, and he said: "Friend Zhang is here from afar, please have a drink!"

"Okay." Zhang Jun did not refuse.

An old man brought over a glass of wine. The wine was actually black. As he got closer, Zhang Jun could smell a fishy smell in his nose. Through Buddha's eyes, he saw twelve scents of various colors flowing in the wine.

This shows that there are twelve kinds of strange poisons in the sprinkled water, and those who drink it will die immediately. But if he refuses to drink, his momentum will weaken. This is Tao Wanlong's intention.

Even Bai Lingxue saw that there was something wrong with the drink, and she couldn't help but said: "Don't drink it!"

Zhang Jun laughed "haha", took the wine, poured it directly into his mouth, and said: "Good wine!"

Bai Lingxue said "Ah" and her face turned pale.

Tao Wanlong stared at Zhang Jun's face and found that he didn't seem to be poisoned. He couldn't help but feel discouraged. This poison was prepared by a poison master. How could he be okay?

For characters at the Immortal Gang level, let alone poisonous wine, they would not die even if they drank the entire bottle of poison. Their physiques are strong and their ability to detoxify is strong, making them invulnerable to all poisons. Zhang Jun cultivates Tai Qing Gang Qi, which is even more powerful, so he is naturally not afraid of this poisonous wine.

"sharp!"

In the crowd, someone clapped, and then an old man walked out. He was as skinny as a stick, and his skin was very dark with a slight blue tint.

"You are the first person who can drink the poisonous wine of my 'Poison Sect' without changing his expression. You must have already cultivated Immortal Power?" the other party said.

Zhang Jun glanced at the other party and said: "I have heard about the name of Poison Sect for a long time, but I didn't expect that you have surrendered to the King of Central Plains."

The Poison Sect smiled "haha": "Let's stop talking nonsense, I have another poison, friend Zhang, do you dare to try it?"

Zhang Jun's expression changed and he asked: "Are you qualified to let the poison be tested?"

The Poison Sect was stunned and couldn't answer. Indeed, he was not qualified.

Zhang Jun groaned heavily, and everyone present groaned in their hearts, as if something had hit their hearts hard. They couldn't help but change their colors, what a strong spiritual power!

The Poison Sect's expression changed for a while, and finally he didn't dare to make a mistake and retreated again.

Tao Wanlong said in a deep voice: "Friend Zhang, before you came, I had invited friends from the Central Plains martial arts community. If you have anything to say, you can tell me in front of all the martial arts friends."

Central Plains martial arts? Zhang Jun narrowed his eyes. This Tao Wanlong probably wanted to create a conflict between him and the Central Plains Wulin in order to profit from it.

After finishing speaking, someone outside the door said: "Mr. Lai of Tai Chi, Mr. Zhou of Bajiquan, Mr. Cheng of Bagua Zhang are here..."

Three middle-aged men walked in. They were very imposing, but they were not at a high level. They were all at the peak of dark energy or the beginning of transformation. They greeted everyone one after another, and finally their eyes turned to Zhang Jun. Mr. Zhou, the Tai Chi master, snorted coldly and said: "Is this my friend, who wants to challenge our entire Central Plains martial arts world?"

When Bai Lingxue heard this, she knew someone was setting her up, and immediately said: "We never said we wanted to challenge the Central Plains martial arts."

"Never said that? Then why are you here." The man snorted coldly, but his eyes were fixed on Zhang Jun.

Zhang Jun suddenly laughed and said calmly: "It seems that celebrities from the Central Plains martial arts community will be arriving later. I won't say anything more now until everyone arrives."

Seeing that Zhang Jun did not explain, the King of Zhongyuan was secretly proud and thought, no matter how powerful you are alone, can you still compete with the entire Zhongyuan martial arts world? He has already sent a letter to the masters in the martial arts, saying in the letter that Zhang Jun came to challenge the martial arts in the Central Plains. In this way, Zhang Jun has offended the entire Central Plains martial arts community. No matter how powerful he is, it is impossible to do anything to him, because he, the King of Central Plains, is also a member of the Central Plains martial arts community.

While waiting for someone, Zhang Jun saw Bai Lingxue standing and stretched out his hand to grab her. The air exploded and a chair a few meters away was sucked towards her.

Bai Lingxue opened her mouth in surprise. It felt like she was dreaming. She felt more and more that Zhang Jun was ridiculously strong. The expressions of the people around him were also very exciting, especially the three martial arts figures, all of whom turned pale.

Although their realm was not high, they still understood the meaning of Zhang Jun's casual inhalation. The opponent's strength is already extremely high!

In fact, there are only a few dozen Huajin figures in the entire Central Plains region, and they are all the overlords of one party. There are even fewer people holding pills. Counting them, there are no more than ten. These people are not Zhang Jun, and of course they don't have the opportunity to deal with Baodan figures all day long.

Not to mention the Bu Gang and Yuan Jue characters that Zhang Jun often encounters, even the Bao Dan characters who look inside, they rarely see them. After all, there are very few alchemists in this world, and most of the cultivating families live in seclusion, making it difficult for ordinary people to meet them.

As for the Holy Religion, that is a special case. Because of the methods of the Holy Lord's initiation and genetic modification, there are many masters within the Holy Religion, and there are many Bugang masters. In fact, this is all caused by external forces.

There are many masters in the holy religion and cultivation families, but it does not mean that there are many masters in the secular world. Therefore, the cultivation level of most so-called martial arts people is not very high, and it is rare to meet someone who transforms their strength.

There was silence in the hall, no one spoke, Zhang Jun sat there with a calm expression. Bai Lingxue sat on one side and looked at him quietly. She felt that this man was like a king, but the aura of so many people around him was not as powerful as him alone.

Soon, another martial arts person arrived. People from Wudang, Shaolin, Qingcheng, etc. arrived one after another. These people include monks, Taoists, ordinary people, old and young, men and women.

By the afternoon, the hall was already crowded with people, and nearly two hundred martial arts figures rushed over. In order to free up space, the people under the command of the King of Central Plains went outside instead.

Seeing that it was almost done, Zhang Jun chuckled and said: "It seems that all the friends from the Central Plains Wulin are here."

The warriors and heroes sat in rows, with the strongest sitting at the back. It was a group of energy-transforming masters and eight elixir-holding masters. Among the eight figures holding pills, six look inside, one looks outside and one looks inside.

There are people with good intentions here, so naturally they should do the talking. The inner gang character is over sixty years old, but he looks very young. He was wearing a suit, like a businessman, and said: "Friend Zhang, you want to challenge our Central Plains martial arts community. We will accept it. You can figure out the way."

Zhang Jun stood up, walked to the center, and said in a deep voice: "I am the new head of the Hongmen headquarters. Tao Wanlong has been away from the headquarters for too long, and he is unwilling to obey orders from above. Therefore, I came here to deal with him. ."

He paused and noticed that the faces of the martial arts people had changed, and continued: "But since I have met you all, it would be good for us to compare notes. If you say I challenge the Central Plains martial arts, then I will challenge you."

Everyone originally felt that they had been fooled, but after hearing his words, their expressions changed. Some people scolded: "You are not overestimating your own abilities!"

Another person said: "It's just looking for death!"

Zhang Jun smiled and said to himself: "Since we are challenging, let's show our sincerity. If I lose, I will let everyone be killed or beheaded at will. But if I win, you must agree to one condition. "

The Neigang master snorted: "Okay, whatever conditions you have, we will agree to it as well."

"Very good, I won. Everyone here will join the mainland Hongmen and work for me. Of course, you will also help me deal with the traitor Tao Wanlong." He said coldly, "If you agree, you can do it right away. Let’s discuss.”

"Okay, agreed! I don't believe he can challenge our entire Central Plains martial arts world by himself!"

"That's right, two fists are hard to beat with four hands. Does one person want to defeat all of us? It's just a dream, the sky is high and the sky is high!"

"Haha, this person must be insane, otherwise how could he say such a thing?"

Zhang Jun turned a deaf ear to these taunts and waited quietly for a response. Several Dan realm figures discussed it, and the Nei Gang figure said: "Okay, we agreed. But how do you want to challenge it?"

Zhang Jun stood up and said to Bai Lingxue: "Lingxue, you go sit up there and watch the fun." After saying that, he put the chair where Tao Wanlong was sitting and asked her to sit down.

The King of Central Plains snorted coldly and said nothing. In his eyes, Zhang Jun was already dead, so it was okay to let him be arrogant for the time being.

Bai Lingxue's eyes were clear and she looked down quietly. This was her first contact with martial arts. It turned out that there was such a group of masters in the world, just like what was written in the novel. No, it’s more shocking than fiction because it’s a living reality.

After placing Bai Lingxue in place, Zhang Jun strode to the center. This place has been given over to a large open space as a place for competition and discussion.

The Neigang master said: "Friend Zhang, how do you want to compete?"

Zhang Jun looked around at the crowd and said: "Only the eight of you with the highest cultivation level, including the King of Central Plains, there are nine people holding pills in total. All nine of you come together, let's have a fight."

What? A pair of nines? Is this person really crazy? Everyone had incredible expressions on their faces.

The King of Central Plains' eyebrows twitched a few times, and he shouted loudly: "Zhang Jun, are you serious about this?"

"Seriously." Zhang Jun said coldly, "King of Central Plains, I know there are experts around you, let them come together, so as not to waste my time."

"Okay!" King Zhongyuan was overjoyed. As soon as he clapped his hands, four people walked out from behind him. Where these four people stopped, it gave people the impression that Yue Zhiyuan was stopping. Sure enough, they were all experts in holding pills!

Among the four people, there are two from inside and two from outside. Counting these, there were a total of thirteen masters of holding pills, all surrounding Zhang Jun.

Bai Lingxue's heart suddenly lifted. Can he defeat so many people? She bit her lip and said secretly: "We must defeat them!"

Zhang Jun looked around the crowd, his eyes calm and calm, and said: "I, Zhang Jun, studied under Mr. Hua Buyi, the thirty-ninth generation successor of Shennongmen. In addition, Teacher Shang Yunxiang, Teacher Liu Zhenru, Senior Yuxu Temple Master, and Teacher Situ Xing , as well as Zen Master Yunlong and Zen Master Yunhu, all have the kindness to teach me. Taoist Madness and Taoist Tianchi, two seniors, have also given me guidance."

Everyone looked at each other, so many big figures were his mentors? They suddenly felt uncertain about what kind of disciples would be trained by so many masters?