Qin Fan had heard of this name many times in his past life, but he had never seen it before.
All we know is that King Jiangbei was destroyed by the Grand Master in Maoshan, and his body was not found.
This man was so ambitious that even Maoshan wanted to take it into his hands, but was eventually backfired by his own ambition.
At this time, thousands of security guards poured down from the motorcade, rolled out a red carpet, and lined up to greet them. The pomp and ceremony made some big bosses who entered the Star Building frown.
After a long time, a middle-aged man stepped out of an extended Lincoln car. This man was wearing a black mandarin jacket with a blood python. He had a majestic figure and walked like a dragon. There was a flash of electricity hidden deep in his eyes, and he was majestic and domineering.
Liu Mengyao's chest rose and fell slightly, and his breathing was a little unsmooth: "He is the King of Jiangbei, it's such a terrible oppression."
Qin Fan's expression did not change. He had just heard about King Jiangbei, and his heart felt a little rippled. But after seeing the real person, he regained his composure.
No matter how famous and powerful the people in the world are, they are only for ordinary people. To Immortal Emperor Mu Tian who once stood at the top of the earthly immortal world, King Jiangbei is just a speck of dust.
King Jiangbei is not a warrior, but a cultivator, a figure in the middle stage of Qi refining. Such cultivation can cause some waves in the martial arts world, and no one but a martial arts master can defeat him.
However, this person's true energy is not pure, and the intensity of his true energy is less than one-tenth of his. He seems to be a wild man.
Behind King Jiangbei, there is an old man and two middle-aged men. The old man is a cultivator like Master Ban. He cultivates his soul alone and is not weaker than Wang Long of Maoshan, but he does not have the powerful physical body of Wang Long.
The other two middle-aged men are both masters at the peak of their inner strength, and their martial arts strength far exceeds that of all the martial artists they have seen before.
Liu Mengyao reminded Qin Fan: "The old man, the two middle-aged men, and the Smiling Buddha, known as the Four Gods of War under King Jiangbei, are very powerful and must be careful."
Qin Fan disagreed: "It's just dust, it can be destroyed with a snap of your fingers."
"When will the people from Maoshan come?"
Qin Fan was more concerned about Maoshan. All forces and bigwigs from all walks of life appeared one after another tonight, but he didn't pay attention to it, but Maoshan was an exception.
Maoshan is an authentic and famous family, and its heritage must be extraordinary.
Liu Mengyao said: "I don't know, just wait."
The two waited for a while, but when they didn't see anyone from Maoshan, they immediately got out of the car and walked into Zhaixinglou Manor.
The Star Building is an octagonal building. The lobby on the first floor is very open, as big as two basketball courts, and the surrounding area is occupied by subordinates brought by various bosses.
The two walked through the crowd and entered the hall without attracting much attention.
The focus was attracted by Ye Tianmeng and Ye Jingying's father and daughter.
The father and daughter were surrounded by Jiangbei King, Liu Wanlong, and the atmosphere between the two sides was tense.
"Qin Fan?"
Xu Xiaokui looked at Qin Fan from a distance with a complicated expression. She was scolded by her grandfather for neglecting this man and asked her to apologize to Qin Fan.
Du Jinghong also narrowed his eyes. It seemed that Qin Fan appeared with Liu Mengyao, which surprised him.
"Why did this guy come to such an occasion? And he came with Liu Mengyao?" In the area where the Shen family was sitting, Shen Muchi frowned and muttered to Qin Fan.
Mr. Huang took the initiative to greet Liu Mengyao and whispered: "I have met Miss Liu, the little Taoist priest."
Liu Mengyao nodded slightly.
Qin Fan's attention was focused on the dispute between Ye Tianmeng and King Jiangbei.
In the hall, all forces focused their attention on the two kings of Jiangbei.
King Jiangbei's voice was cold and domineering: "Ye Tianmeng, I heard that Taicheng has not been peaceful recently. Many of your key brothers in Tianying have been injured there. They are dead and disabled. It can be said that they are injured."
"Taicheng is your base camp. Do you want me to send my brothers to help you control the situation?"
Ye Tianmeng was like a fierce tiger, with a dangerous aura all over his body. He angrily shouted: "Sima Wudao, you and I both know who did this. No one likes to play those dirty assassinations more than you, Sima Wudao."
A sneak attack."
"That little brother named Sima Qiu is probably your Sima Wudao's son. I just fed him to the fish yesterday."
Sima Wudao was furious and roared repeatedly: "Ye Tianmeng!——"
As soon as these words came out, the two sides immediately became at war with each other.
Ye Jingying stood behind Ye Tianmeng, with a pale face and trembling body.
She just met Ye Tianmeng yesterday. Ye Tianmeng was a very kind father to her, but now the content of his conversation with King Jiangbei made her feel scared.
Even a Jinling boss like Liu Wanlong felt uneasy.
At this time, King Jiangbei took the lead to calm down and coldly snorted: "How can there be immortality when we expand our territory?"
"Ye Tianmeng, you have lost control of Taicheng. Sooner or later, Taicheng will be mine."
"Without Taicheng, you, Ye Tianmeng, are like a tiger with two claws cut off. You can no longer bite anyone. Your old father-in-law is the first one who won't let you go. Your arms and legs will be removed by him soon."
, turning you into a bare rod."
"There is only one way you can go now, and that is to kneel down and surrender to me, Sima Wudao."
Ye Tianmeng groaned, and suddenly a mouthful of blood spurted out and spread all over the floor.
The blood was black and exuded a trace of black energy. It was obviously poisonous, which was shocking.
"dad!--"
Ye Jingying's beauty turned pale and she quickly supported Ye Tianmeng.
Ye Tianmeng's men all changed their expressions and surrounded Ye Tianmeng.
"You have black voodoo in your body, and the poison has penetrated into your five internal organs. Even the King of Heaven, I, can't save you. Unless you kneel down and beg me, there is absolutely no way for you to survive."
The King of Jiangbei snorted coldly and looked at Ye Jingying, "Is this your daughter? She is so beautiful. She is a perfect match for my third son. As long as you surrender to me and let the two juniors marry, you, Ye Tianmeng, don't need to
die."
"It's okay if you don't agree. On the land of Jiangbei, as long as I, Sima Wudao, want it, no one can refuse it. Sooner or later, your territory will be mine."
"Sima Wanyi, you are despicable and shameless, and you actually used my daughter's hands to poison you! Poof!——" Ye Tianmeng was so angry that his whole body trembled, and with a whoosh, another mouthful of black blood spurted out, and his face turned black.
"Alliance leader!——"
Ye Tianmeng's more than ten key subordinates were frightened and at a loss.
Ye Jingying looked confused and was about to burst into tears: "Dad... when did you get poisoned? Could it be that you drank that jar of old wine last night?"
Ye Tianmeng held on without falling, and stroked Ye Jingying's face with one hand: "Jingying, don't blame yourself, dad didn't blame you, it's the enemy who is too vicious."
Sima Wudao's cruelty, viciousness, and viciousness made everyone present feel afraid.
Although Jiangbei King Sima Wudao suppressed Ye Tianmeng, in front of so many people, he may not have the intention of killing the chicken to scare the monkeys.
Ye Tianmeng's eyes were aggressive and he had no intention of surrendering: "Sima Wudao, you can kill me."
"But if you dare to touch a hair of my daughter, after tonight, there will be no more King of Jiangbei in Jiangbei!"
Sima Wudao snorted coldly: "If you don't cry until you see the coffin, I'll wait for you to beg me."
Sima Wudao turned and left.
"Your Excellency, please stay."
At this moment, an indifferent voice sounded behind Sima Wudao.
The sound was not loud, but it echoed throughout the audience.