God of War: I’m dying, can I meet?

Yunzhou.

The main hall of Zhenwutang.

At this moment, there were at least eight hundred disciples in the True Martial Hall, and they were neatly lined up on the left and right, standing outside the True Martial Hall.

The diameter of the True Martial Hall was thousands of meters, and the separation and arrangement of these disciples also reached thousands of meters.

Two mighty welcoming teams were formed.

Exposure to the scorching sun.

But they all only received an order from Nangong Zhenwu, the master of the True Martial Hall, temporarily, and some of them didn't know what was going on.

"Senior brother, who is it to greet the hall master to engage in such a big battle

?" "Yes, we have been standing for more than three hours, and we are going to suffer from heat stroke if we stand again!" "

The people of the Xi martial arts don't even have this patience, what kind of martial arts are they still practicing, wait for the order of the hall master, don't you see that the elders of the big rudder are coming?"

Some disciples were whispering, guessing who the person who the true martial arts hall master was waiting for today.

Their gaze peeked into the inner hall.

In the inner hall of the Zhenwu Hall, several middle-aged and elderly people wearing loose martial arts uniforms and a simple breeze were waiting with bated breath.

It's just that after a long time, someone finally can't sit still.

It was an old man in plain clothes, who arched his hand to the closed-eyed person

in the center and spoke, "Hall Master, if you wait like this, where is the face of our True Martial Hall?" Hearing his words, another True Martial Hall elder spoke, "What Elder Chen said is, Hall Master, who is the guest you are waiting for, who can make us raise our master and mobilize the crowd here?"

He has been in the True Martial Hall for thirty years, and he has never seen such a big battle.

In the center seat, the closed-eyed man slowly opened his eyes, he had a long white beard, and his silver hair was full, but his skin was indeed blown, and he had a childish appearance.

He was different from the others, wearing the only purple robe, and was obviously the most honorable person here.

He is the head of the thirty-six halls of the Great Xia Zhenwu Hall, the grandmaster of the ancient martial arts inheritance, Nangong Zhenwu.

At this moment, Nangong Zhenwu glanced at everyone, and Nangong Zhenwu guessed a thing or two about the impatience of these elders, but he didn't agree.

"Keep waiting.

Nangong Zhenwu said lightly, and there were elders who wanted to ask, but saw Nangong Zhenwu raise his hand and signaled that he didn't need to say any more.

"The person I am waiting for is qualified to make the Zhenwu Hall rise and move the people.

After he finished speaking, he looked at the unconvinced looks of the crowd.

After all, people who Xi martial arts have their own tempers, so Nangong Zhenwu warned again: "I said ugly things in front, no one can offend that person, otherwise, Zhenwu Hall will cease to exist in Great Xia!"

So much so that the faces of the elders present changed drastically, and they all knew that this was not a joke.

But they were inexplicably surprised in their hearts.

Today's development of Zhenwutang is in full swing, and their existence, whether it is black or white, must give face.

Who has the ability to make them cease to exist?

In an instant, the elders thought of two people.

The existence of the supreme Great Xia is only those two people.

The

former is dead, and the latter is born!

Could it be that the hall master is waiting for these two giants?

Just as they looked at each other, the outermost disciple of the True Martial Hall suddenly began to shout.

"Welcome to your guests!"

this is Nangong Zhenwu's way of hospitality to them.

Immediately, the elders stood up one after another, and they all knew that the big man who Nangong Zhenwu was waiting for was coming!

Sure enough, at the door of the Zhenwu Hall, a figure bowed in turn with the disciples on both sides, and walked with big steps.

He walked in the front, followed by a swarthy and rustic teenager who was only a teenager.

Although it was two people, everyone's eyes fell on Xiao Junlin.

The height of 1.95 meters, coupled with a body of burly muscles, and the momentum displayed when each step fell, made everyone breathe fast.

It is worthy of being

the person who is waiting in a big battle in the hall! This person is not simple!

The elders wanted to go up to greet them, but they saw Nangong Zhenwu take the initiative to stand up and walk to the front first, and at a distance of more than ten meters, Nangong Zhenwu's eyes were already locked on Xiao Junlin.

There was nostalgia, appreciation, and a little temptation in his eyes.

He wanted to see how far Xiao Junlin had entered the realm of martial arts today.

But the more seriously he looked at it, Nangong Zhenwu's heartbeat accelerated inexplicably.

It was an instinctive reaction to the crisis that he had cultivated after reaching the Great Martial Arts Master.

In other words, his body sensed that Xiao Junlin was powerful and even terrifying, and it produced emotions that made him nervous.

In the blink of an eye, Xiao Junlin had already come to Nangong Zhenwu, and the first sentence almost made Nangong Zhenwu break the defense.

"Relax, old friend, why are you so nervous?" Xiao

Junlin patted Nangong Zhenwu's shoulder as if he was familiar with it, smiling.

The other people from the True Martial Hall didn't dare to speak, and they also knew that the person who could get close to Nangong Zhenwu so easily and casually pat their hall master on the shoulder was definitely a top big shot.

This level of conversation is not something they can interject.

Nangong Zhenwu noticed the eyes of his disciples and pulled Xiao Junlin into the inner hall.

The other elders retreated and waited outside the door, and Lin Tiezhu also ran out stupidly when he saw this.

Only Xiao Junlin and Nangong Zhenwu were left in the inner hall, and the latter breathed a sigh of relief, and finally spoke: "Do you think I want to? I feel the pressure on you, it seems to be stronger than last year......

" He sighed, and took the initiative to stand in front of Xiao Junlin, bowed down and said with a straight face: "Nangong Zhenwu, see Lord Warlord!"