On the hillside of the central mountain range of Nujiao Island, a towering and majestic palace was built. It is the Nujiao Palace, the headquarters of the Nujiao Gang. The terrain here is steep, making it easy to defend but difficult to attack.

Over the hundreds of years since the Nujiao Gang was founded, there have been several crises of extinction. Jiang bandits and pirates jointly attacked the island, but they all stopped outside the Nujiao Palace.

Han Zhao and Shui Jingfeng climbed up the stairs and onto the platform outside the hall. They couldn't help but be a little surprised when they looked at the marks left by knives, axes and arrows on the outer wall of the hall.

"This was left behind by the previous generation of gang leaders, so that future generations of the middle and high-level gang leaders would be prepared for danger and be alert at all times." Upon seeing this, Shui Jingfeng explained with a smile.

"So that's it, the previous gang leaders really had foresight." Han Zhao laughed and followed Shui Jingfeng into the hall.

As soon as I entered the gate, I saw a hall large enough to accommodate hundreds of people.

On the innermost wall of the hall, there is a relief sculpture of an ink dragon that is more than ten meters long, with teeth and claws spread out and a sinister shape.

Directly under the relief is a large chair made of pale gold material, with a black animal skin covered with scales covering it. I don't know if it is a snake or other monster.

With the large chair as the center, there are five chairs on the left and right sides.

Of these ten chairs, four are already occupied, and the other six are vacant.

The qi and blood in the four people's bodies are like mercury, surging, and they are all masters.

Further back, dozens of warriors dressed in powerful attire and with powerful qi and blood were lined up on both sides. Most of these people were practicing martial arts masters.

All of the few three times of Qi and Blood look very young, and they should be disciples or juniors in the middle and upper levels of the gang.

The person closest to the top of the chair, the first one from the lower left, is an old man with a hooked nose and a sinister expression. He looks exactly like Gan Luohai. This man seems to be Gan Luohai's brother Gan Luoshan.

A perfect master of Yiqi is indeed not weak.

In order to make Shangguan Yunfei feel at ease with him, the most he can do in his true form is the strength of a master of training, which would be an exaggeration.

Otherwise, no matter how strong you are, it will arouse suspicion.

As for the incarnation, as long as the identity is not revealed to Qian Luoshan, there is not much concern.

"Is this the gang leader's new disciple?"

"So young!"

"At this age, I am really not weak at all."

"I heard that he is still a junior alchemist. How powerful is he?"

"So what? Our Angry Dragon Gang has always relied on strength. There are quite few gang leaders, so alchemy is useless!"

"That's true. An outsider can't easily ride on our heads!"

The martial artists in the field were talking quietly, and most of them neither had a good impression of Han Zhao nor were they particularly repulsive towards him.

Of course, it was different for the warriors from the deputy gang leader's group. The order they received was to give Han Zhao a show of strength.

Qian Luoshan and other masters heard some rumors. The gang leader and the old gang leader seemed to have been seriously injured. Now they are trying every means to suppress the injuries, but they dare not find a high-level alchemist to refine healing elixirs.

After all, this is tantamount to directly telling the hostile forces that the Nu Jiao Gang is now empty as never before.

Of course, the rumors have not been confirmed after all.

Not many people want to directly try the strength of the Five Qi Grandmasters and Martial Saints.

The new disciples recruited by the gang leader have good talents in cultivation and alchemy.

They were going to test it out first to find out why the gang leader accepted the new disciple.

Anyway, as they are powerful masters, unless they directly collude with hostile forces, no matter what they do, trouble will not come to them.

The Nujiao Gang has always been like this. Only the Water Envoy and the Wood Envoy among the five major regional envoys have been reused by successive gang leaders all year round. The others are outsiders.

If the gang leader and the old gang leader were really seriously injured, they would naturally have to find a way out for themselves in advance.

Many times, strong fortresses are breached from within.

If the distribution of interests cannot satisfy the top management, no matter how powerful the force is, it will fall apart.

This is what happened to the Nujiao Gang at the moment.

"Everyone, this is Brother Han Zhaohan, the gang leader's new disciple." Shui Jingfeng led Han Zhao to the front of the crowd and introduced him to everyone.

"Brother Han, this is our deputy gang leader Luo Shan, the ninth master on the black list, known as 'Mountains and Seas'. Come and meet the deputy gang leader!"

With that said, Shui Jingfeng brought Han Zhao to Qian Luoshan and said with a smile.

"I've met the deputy gang leader." Han Zhao bowed respectfully.

"Yeah." Qian Luoshan responded calmly.

"Brother Han, this is Mu Shuangling, the wooden envoy among the five regional envoys." Shui Jingfeng continued.

"I've seen Mu Shi." Han Zhao saluted again. The middle-aged man dressed as a Confucian scholar in front of him showed a kind smile to him. He was obviously from the gang leader's lineage.

"Brother Han, you're welcome." Mu Shuangling smiled and returned the gesture with fists.

"This is the Golden Envoy"

"Shui Jingfeng, how can a junior deserve to be called brothers to us? He is not the young gang leader! Your flattery is too early!"

An unceremonious voice sounded, interrupting Shui Jingfeng's words.

Han Zhao looked around and saw that the person speaking was the man sitting at the bottom of the top ten. He looked to be in his early thirties and was quite handsome. However, what was more exaggerated was that his body below the neck was completely out of proportion to his head.

His body sat on the chair, like a mountain of meat.

Obviously his chair was already an extra-large size, but it was still crowded with all his flesh.

Han Zhao's pupils shrank. The fat man looked covered in fat, but he felt that it was all surging energy and blood.

'What a strong qi and blood! If I use the power-absorbing method to suck him dry, I'm afraid I can get a lot of qi and blood.'

"Brother Yan, aren't you saying this a little too much?" Mu Shuangling said with a smile.

"This is the soil envoy Yan Sheng." Shui Jingfeng explained in a low voice in Han Zhao's ear, seemingly not paying attention to Yan Sheng's sarcasm.

"I'm just telling the truth." Yan Sheng said coldly.

"Brother Shui and I just hit it off with this little brother, so we just want to get close. If you don't want to, no one will force you, so why bother talking harshly?" Mu Shuangling's smile did not change, as if he was trying to make peace. The look of a guy.

"I'm not sure what I said. There is a clear distinction between elder and younger. The rules are the rules." Qian Luoshan said in a deep voice.

"Ah? Isn't the rule of the Nujiao Gang that respects strength?" At this time, a doubtful voice sounded.

Whoosh!

Dozens of warriors in the field all looked at Shui Jingfeng - Han Zhao next to him.

"Boy, what did you say?!" Qian Luoshan's face darkened and his eyes widened. He didn't expect that when a group of grandmasters were talking, a boy who was just practicing would dare to interrupt.

"Brother Han, you..." Shui Jingfeng was also stunned. According to original expectations, a group led by Qian Luoshan should have made things difficult for Han Zhao, and then sent several martial arts practitioners to test his strength. In the end, he and The wood envoy will mediate some more and the matter will come to an end.

Why does this kid not follow the routine at all?

"You are arrogant! Let me teach you a lesson!"

Yan Sheng shouted loudly, and sat down on the chair with a sudden slap. His body flew up in the air, and the fat all over his body shook violently. Then there was a crackling and exploding sound all over his body, and his whole body expanded crazily like it was inflated!

In the blink of an eye, his body of fat turned into explosive exaggerated muscles. His body size instantly approached two meters, with veins all over his body, turning him into a ferocious and abnormally muscular giant.

Yan Sheng clenched his fist with five fingers and suddenly blasted out!

Black powerful airflow gathered around his fist, and the terrifying force pressed the air, like a thunder on the ground!

Vajra body protection!!

Behind Han Zhao, the avatar shrouded in black robes jumped into the air, his arms suddenly spread out, and the golden energy and strength suddenly surged on his body surface, turning him into an indestructible body made of pure gold.

Boom!!

The fists and palms collided together, and the violent force and true energy spread crazily. Countless air currents swept the entire hall with the two people as the center. Tables, chairs, benches, various luxurious wooden furniture, and the bluestone-paved floor were torn apart by this huge force.

Dozens of martial artists fled in all directions.

Only a few masters faced the strong wind and air current, used their strength to protect their whole bodies and stayed in place.

Shui Jingfeng looked horrified, and was about to use his energy and strength to protect the gang leader behind him, but found that when the air flow reached him and Han Zhao, it was already weak, like a breeze blowing on their faces.

Boom!!

Yan Sheng, who transformed into a muscular giant, flew backwards and hit the iron door of the hall heavily, leaving a huge "big" shaped dent.

Then it fell to the ground with a plop.

At this time, the Avatar gently swept the non-existent dust on his chest with the back of his hand, making a 'bang' sound like a metal collision.

"King Kong. The magical power of indestructibility?!"

"Are you Lang Fanyun?!"

The expressions of several grandmasters in the field suddenly changed.

"How outrageous! How dare you take action in the Furious Dragon Palace!"

"Kill him! Revenge for the deputy gang leader!"

"Everyone come together!"

At this moment, some of the dozens of martial artists hiding behind fanned the flames, and the crowd suddenly became angry.
To be continued...