Martial Doctor Supreme

Chapter 392 Poseidon

"The matter here is over, we will return immediately! In case he changes his mind later and wants to go back with us again."

The Ou family sent a few of them here, purely to be spectators. Now that the martial arts alliance leader has been elected, the next thing has nothing to do with them. Naturally, there is no need to stay here.

The middle-aged man left quickly with a few of his subordinates.

A few minutes later, when they left, Yang Mu was already on his way to Ou's house.

He only said that he would not go with the other party, but he did not say that he would not go to Ou's house!

Something might have happened to the Ou family, but Yang Mu actually didn't care much about it. The most important thing for him to go to the Ou family this time was to ask Ou Zilin to help him turn Mo Xing's meteorite into a "Yan Luo Shen needle".

More than 10 am the next day.

In the hall of the Ou family, a middle-aged foreigner sat in the main seat.

He is tall and burly, estimated to be over 1.9 meters, has curly blue hair, and a well-trimmed beard on his face that does not look sloppy at all, but adds a bit of elegance and masculinity to him. His appearance is not so handsome, but A pair of green eyes are extremely bright, standing in the crowd, is a very conspicuous existence.

Behind the middle-aged foreigner, there are several other foreigners.

These people are different in height, short, fat and thin. The same thing is that they all have an extremely fierce aura.

Sitting in the lower position are several main members of the Ou family, including Ou Zilin's cousin Ou Ziyu.

Ou Ziyu can be said to be the No. 2 figure in the Ou family today, because the owner of the family, Ou Zilin, is addicted to sword casting, and he manages all the affairs of the Ou family.

Ou Ziyu not only has a distinguished status, but also has a very arrogant personality, but at this moment, he occasionally looks at the foreign middle-aged man in the main seat, his eyes are full of awe.

"Your Excellency Poseidon, you didn't say before that you wanted me to hand over Ou Zilin to you! You just said that there is no other requirement except that we need our Ou family to forge weapons for you."

Ou Ziyu hesitated for a moment, then said bitingly.

At the beginning, he didn't take it seriously when he saw this man who claimed to be one of the twelve main gods of the "Nation of the Gods" - Poseidon.

The reason why he is full of awe at the moment is because he already understands how powerful the other party is.

If you want to kill several people from the Ou family, including yourself, it is estimated that it will only take one or two breaths.

With the absolute strength gap in front of him, he really couldn't get tough.

The foreign middle-aged man is very fluent, and said lightly: "The reason why I ventured into China to find you is because I was defeated by a guy I hated.

That guy's strength is similar to mine. The reason why he defeated me in the last contest was because he accidentally got a Chinese long sword named Tai'a. "

"Tai Ajian?"

Ou Ziyu and several other members of the Ou family exclaimed.

The middle-aged foreigner said, "I'll ask someone to investigate and find out that the sword was made by the ancestors of your Ou family?"

Ou Ziyu nodded: "It is indeed the divine sword forged by our ancestors of the Ou family!"

The middle-aged foreigner said, "Yes, that's fine.

When I came to Huaxia, I wanted your Ou family to help me forge a divine sword of the same level as Tai Ajian! "

Ou Ziyu said embarrassedly: "Ashamed to say, although the Ou family is still the first sword-making family in China, but over the years, they have been ashamed of their ancestors and never forged the sword again."

The foreign middle-aged man was still very calm after hearing the words, and it was obvious that he had clearly investigated the situation of the Ou family.

"Ou Zilin is the only one who has the possibility to forge the Divine Sword, so I need to take him away.

If among those of you who are willing to cooperate, who can compare with him, why should I play his mind! "

The foreign middle-aged man sneered coldly, and glanced at the few people from the Ou family present, with undisguised disdain in his eyes. Ou Ziyu and the others were embarrassed.

"But you should be very clear that with his character, it is impossible to do things for you!"

Ou Ziyu said helplessly.

When the middle-aged man came to Ou's house, the first person he looked for was Ou Zilin.

Although Ou Zilin had some problems with his mental state due to the failure to cast the sword, he was still sober. After listening to the middle-aged man's self-introduction and his intentions, he didn't even bother to listen to the other party's promise of benefits, so he directly bombarded the person and told the other party to get out.

According to Ou Zilin, it is impossible for the Ou family to make swords for foreigners!

What's more, he had heard the vicious name of "Do Not Fall God Kingdom". In his eyes, the bullshit "Do Not Fall God Kingdom" was a relatively powerful criminal organization in the final analysis, and none of them were good things.

If you want him to make swords for the people who "do not fall into the kingdom of God", it is better to kill him directly.

When the middle-aged man saw that there was no room for negotiation, he took people away, but he didn't really go back, so he found Ou Ziyu in a blink of an eye.

After listening to the other party's intention, Ou Ziyu was about to chase him away immediately, but the other party's few words quickly shook his heart.

"You are in charge of all the affairs of the Ou family, but you people in the ancient Chinese martial arts world only know Ou Zilin, the head of the Ou family, and you are just a foil after all.

If you are not willing to be his foil forever, I can make you justifiable and become the head of the Ou family. "

The middle-aged foreigner obviously knew in advance that Ou Ziyu had longed for the position of the head of the family for a long time. With a few simple words, he hit the bull's-eye, so that Ou Ziyu could no longer say the words to drive people away.

"Let me justify my name and become the head of the Ou family?

Tell me. "

When Ou Ziyu asked this, the foreign middle-aged man smiled, knowing that everything was under his control after all.

His method is actually very simple, that is, let Ou Zilin take the special medicine specially developed by the "Never Fall God Kingdom" and fall into a deep sleep.

As long as something happened to Ou Zilin, then Ou Ziyu would be the best choice for the head of the family.

During this process, someone may notice something wrong, and he can help Ou Ziyu solve all the troubles.

Including if someone from the Ou family came out to compete with Ou Ziyu for the title of family head, he could also help Ou Ziyu solve it.

So far so good.

Until now, the middle-aged man suggested that when he left, he would take Ou Zilin, who was sleeping, with him.

The middle-aged man had contempt in his eyes. In his eyes, Ou Ziyu was not a partner at all, but just a puppet.

From now on, the entire Ou family has to act obediently for him!

"In your Huaxia dialect, your character is indecisive! Since you have already started, you shouldn't be soft-hearted.

I will take Ou Zilin away to help you solve his trouble completely.

As for how to get him to cooperate obediently, I have my own way, so I don't need to explain it to you. "

He wants to take Ou Zilin away, not so much that he wants Ou Zilin to help him build a divine sword, but rather that he wants to use the Chinese sword casting technique in Ou Zilin's mind, which is similar to the other techniques mastered by the 'Never Fall God' Combine and see if you can develop something good.

Even if the cold weapon finally cast is much worse than the Tai'a sword, as long as it can be mass-produced, it will have a great effect on the "Never Fall God Kingdom".

"I heard that you held an ancient martial arts conference in China some time ago, and two divine swords appeared.

In the end, it all fell into the hands of a guy named Yang Mutian.

Do you know where that guy is? "

The middle-aged foreign man asked in a deep voice, with a fierce look in his eyes, as if a hunter was asking where his prey was.

Rather than having someone forge a divine sword, it is obviously faster to grab a ready-made one.