"Let's fight!" Mo Wu shouted suddenly, and the phantom behind him suddenly contracted and put it on his body.

His body suddenly expanded, and in an instant, he turned into a three-meter-high giant man. His muscles were like watering with steel, faintly shining with a metallic luster. His blood vessels were like small snakes. They were squirming with ferocious movements. As he raised his hands and feet, a faint black mist faintly dissipated.

With a "boom...", the entire martial arts tower seemed to shake, and a deep pit suddenly exploded on the martial arts platform, and Mo Wu was already bombarding Zhao Qing like a shell.

The person below the field just saw a black shadow flashing by, but the air was buzzing like boiling water, tumbling. It was the phenomenon that Mo Wu's speed reached a certain level.

"Tiger roars for the Five Mountains!" Mo Wu shouted again, and his arms, which were pouring in steel, swelled three more minutes again. A red light appeared faintly on his skin, and a wave of heat was evaporated. This was the ultimate circulation of qi and blood.

Tiger roars for the Five Mountains! It is the martial arts skill of the mysterious magic tiger shaking the mountain. It is also known as the "Serial Heavy Tiger". It is an advanced martial art of the martial arts "Heavy Tiger". It uses both fists and can emit dense violent fists at the same time. Each fist has a force of ten thousand pounds, which is as heavy as a mountain. Even if steel is hit, it will turn into iron slag.

During the Republic of China period, during World War II, there was an example where a senior from the Demon Humen used this martial art to beat a tank into a tofu.

The fist shadows all over the sky were like heavy rain, hitting Zhao Qing. On the ring, the air was destroyed and torn apart due to the shock of the fist shadows, and a vacuum area appeared.

Facing this violent fist rain, Zhao Qing looked calm, and saw him suddenly disappear, his body as if he was a kuimei, suddenly moving forward and his hands stretched out.

The fist shadows all over the sky disappeared.

However, the vibration wave caused by the fist shadows all over the sky, like energy waves, had already penetrated Zhao Qing's body and bombarded the wall behind the ring, causing the wall of the Yanwu Tower to collapse.

"Boom...boom..." Two dull sounds sounded at the same time,

A wave of air emanated from the middle of the two, allowing the people below to feel a strong wind.

"How is that possible?" Mo Wu suddenly lost his voice. It turned out that Zhao Qing actually caught Mo Wu's fists with bare hands, his fingers like steel hoops, making Mo Wu unable to move at all.

"Hmph! Fly." Zhao Qing sneered, his hands remained unchanged, but his right foot suddenly kicked, kicking Mo Wu's chest.

A dull sound of "boom..." sounded.

Although Mo Wu's hands were caught by Zhao Qing, under the strong force, his body still flew backwards like a sandbag, while his fists were torn out by Zhao Qing's unchanging five fingers, and blood scattered all over the sky.

"Mo Wu..." On the side, Mo Yunfeng and others suddenly became shocked and said in dismay when they saw him being subdued by Zhao Qing.

Mo Wu felt his body flying out of the ring, his face changed drastically, and he couldn't hold on to Zhao Qing's hand. The feeling of defeat and depression in his heart surged out like a wave, instantly submerging him.

"I don't accept it!" In the air, Mo Wu suddenly shouted loudly, and his voice was like thunder, buzzing in the martial arts tower.

He suddenly tore his clothes, and the clothes turned into rotten cloth, but under the indoctrination of Mo Wu's anger, they became extremely tough.

A loud "slap..." sounded, and the rotten cloth suddenly slapped on the ground, and the ground suddenly collapsed. However, Mo Wu used this force to rush into the air and landed on the ring again.

While Mo Wu was flying backwards, he used the power of his clothes to return to the ring again without touching the ground. Although five deep and bone-stricken scars appeared in his fists, when he landed on the ring, the muscles in the scars squirmed and contracted slightly, stopping the bleeding.

Mo Wu, who had never failed before, had red eyes at this moment, and his eyes were full of madness, attacking Zhao Qing again.

"Hmph! I don't know what's wrong, I'm going to kill myself." Seeing Mo Wu attacking again, Zhao Qing snorted coldly, with a kind of indifference in his tone.

There are already five martial arts masters who died at Zhao Qing's hands. The murderous aura he faintly revealed was cold and cold, with a faint breath of destruction and a trace of residual aura of the dead.

Suddenly, Mo Wu was poured a basin of cold water by someone in the bitter cold winter, and his whole body was cold. A sense of fear suddenly arose in his heart.

Not only Mo Wu, the one who felt the murderous aura of Zhao Qing, could also feel it, especially the elders of the Demon Hu Sect, who did not doubt that Zhao Qing would kill him.

"Mo Wu! You lost, come down." At this time, Mo Yunfeng shouted at Mo Wu.

Mo Wu was frozen on the ring, and for a moment, he couldn't move forward or retreat. A hint of fear appeared in Zhao Qing's eyes, because he just smelled the smell of death, which was a feeling that made people feel cold. This was the first time he felt it in eighteen years.

"The challenge has been over, all of them will retreat." Mo Yunfeng shouted at the senior executives of the Demon Hu Sect.

The senior executives of the Demon Hu Sect present naturally could see Mo Wu's embarrassing situation at this time. Although Zhao Qing defeated Mo Wu, no one was willing to touch the Mo family's bad temper, so they retreated one after another.

Only seven people remained in the Martial Arts Tower, including the three of the Mo family, the three elders of Qian Xiaoxiong, and Zhao Qing. They are at the realm of a martial arts master, and they are all elders of the Demon Humen and have a place in the Elders' Church.

The withdrawal of the Demon Hu Sect made Mo Wu feel slightly relieved, but an unacceptable look of shame appeared on his face. He stepped back stiffly and stood behind Mo Yunfeng.

Seeing Mo Wu walking down, Zhao Qing sighed secretly. At the place of the Demon Hu Sect, killing his fellow disciples is a taboo. Even if the Mo family had to deal with Qian Xiaoxiong before, they used external forces to play a side ball. Of course! If Mo Wu really doesn't know the mercy, then Zhao Qing will naturally be able to kill.

At this moment, the three people in the Mo family naturally looked good. Qian Xiaoxiong smiled but didn't say anything. Zhao Qing also stood beside him. The two elders Yang Cangshan and Xue Shen would not take the initiative to speak at this time. For a moment, the entire martial arts building was quiet.

Although the challenge has ended, everyone present knows that things are not over yet.

Ten minutes later, on the top of the Demon Tiger Tower at the top of the Heihu Villa, the round table in front of the tiger-shaped bronze statue, and seven people with different expressions sat down. In this Presbyterian Church, this time the understanding will determine the new pattern of the Demon Tiger Sect.

"First of all! Zhao Qing officially joined the Presbyterian Council today. I think everyone here has no objection." Qian Xiaoxiong presided over this presbyterian Council without permission.

"Zhao Qing is from my Demon Hu Sect. His cultivation has reached the level of a master. He should join the Presbyterian Church." Yang Cangshan said.

"Not bad!" Elder Xue Shen nodded slightly, expressing his agreement.

"Mo Yunfeng, Mo Yuntian, Mo Wu, what do you think?" Qian Xiaoxiong smiled and said.

"No objection." Although the three of them looked a little ugly, Mo Yunfeng still spoke, but his tone was a little stiff.

"Well! Zhao Qing officially joined the Presbyterian Church of the Demon Hu Sect. In addition! Due to the death of Lao Wang, I suggest that Zhao Qing take over the part he is responsible for, the people he is responsible for." Qian Xiaoxiong spoke again.

Naturally, this proposal was not obstructed at all, so Zhao Qing successfully took over the property and personnel of the Elder Wang, although he didn't know what property and who was under his control.

"The head of the Demon Hu Sect has always been a capable person, and Mo Wu is just the head of your Mo family, so it doesn't count." Qian Xiaoxiong said straight to the point.

As soon as these words fell, the two elders Yang Cangshan and Xue Kun did not show any unexpected expressions. When Zhao Qing surpassed Mo Wu, they knew that there would be such a result. As for the three people in the Mo family, although their faces were ugly, they did not speak out.

"The head of the Demon Hu Sect has always been elected by the Presbyterian Council. I suggest that Zhao Qing take over as the head of the Demon Hu Sect." Then, Qian Xiaoxiong continued to speak.

"Agree!" Elder Yang Cangshan said.

"Agree!" Elder Xue Kun also spoke.

"Agree!" Although Mo Yunfeng's face looked extremely ugly, he said absolutely without any delay.

This situation forced Zhao Qing to look at this person again, but Qian Xiaoxiong and the other three were used to it. It seemed that he, the former leader of the Demon Tiger Sect, was not a simple person, and he simply agreed to this matter.

"Zhao Qing! You are now the head of the Demon Hu Sect." The power change ended so simply. At this moment, Qian Xiaoxiong spoke to Zhao Qing.

Hearing this, Zhao Qing smiled, his face calm, without any arrogance, giving people a feeling of calmness. Such a look made Yang Cangshan and others nod secretly.

"Thanks to the love of all elders, then I, Zhao Qing, will take it as my best." Zhao Qing stood up, looked around at everyone, and spoke.

"Next! I'll get straight to the topic."

"I believe you already know that the world will change drastically about martial arts civilization, so the military region needs to integrate special departments, which has a great impact on us." Zhao Qing said.

"However! This matter is not something we can worry about. Everything must be followed by the arrangements of the military region, but we cannot wait for death. The collision between the two civilizations is equivalent to a world war. Our Demon Humen will make the worst plan. Let's go back and prepare. Three days later, we will hold another elder meeting around this matter."

No one objected to the order issued by Zhao Qing for the first time, because this was a matter of course. The Presbyterian Council had held several meetings around this matter before, but because of Qian Xiaoxiong's affairs, the matter had not been finalized.

The simple elders' meeting was disbanded like this.
Chapter completed!