The heads of both sects are both in their sixties. Although they have the cultivation level of Huajin, they are old and their qi and blood are declining, which is the strength of the hidden spirit. No matter how much they give advice, it is impossible to break through the Baodan if you know how to do it.

Xin Han shook his head and sighed: "You two are old and your qi and blood are in decline. Even if I give me some advice, you may not be able to break through the elixir."

Li Zhengguo, the head of the Baji Sect, heard Xin Han's words and smiled bitterly: "Master, we are also martial arts practitioners after all, so how can we not even know this? Lao Yang and I have no fantasies. We want to write down your true teaching experience so that we can pass it to the disciples in the sect in the future."

Xin Han felt that these two old men were also very pitiful, so he simply took out a rag roll from his casual clothes pocket and threw it over: "You guys go back and take this slowly, maybe they can replenish their qi and blood and impact the elixir."

Take out the cloth roll and the whole room was filled with fragrance, which made people smell it, and I couldn't help but feel shocked.

"Master, is this?" Li Zhengguo, the contemporary head of the Baji Sect, took the cloth scroll and looked at it in confusion, not understanding what good thing actually has such a effect.

Yang Jianbang, the head of the Yang family, also looked at the things in Li Zhengguo's hands curiously.

"You'll know when you open it!"

Li Zhengguo carefully opened the cloth roll and saw that it was actually a ginseng wrapped inside. The ginseng was as thick as a chicken and had all the facial features. What was rare was that it was a ginseng, which seemed to have just been picked from the mountain.

Li Zheng Guozhe was shaking at that time. When he saw the clear facial features of the ginseng, he knew that at least there was Qianling. He quickly held it with both hands and placed it respectfully in front of Xin Han: "Master, this is too precious, we can't accept it!"

Xin Han said unhappily: "If you ask you to hold it, just hold it. You are my master's great-grandson. We are all Yi family members. What can you not accept? Are you disobeying my words?"

After hearing this, Li Zhengguo took the ginseng with gratitude. He could not afford to disobey his elders' reputation. At the same time, he also knew that this ancestor was sincerely caring for the Baji Sect.

At the same time, Yang Jianbang was also grateful. This young ancestor said that he had half of the ginseng, but he didn't expect that he would have the life of the elixir to have an impact on the elixir. He didn't know how to thank this ancestor.

In the evening, accompanied by two heads, Xin Han, Governor and Queen Hong took a bus to Yiguan Entertainment City.

Li Zhengguo explained: "There is a unique cave underground in this entertainment city. It is a club with black boxing underground. Usually, all sects have disciples coming here to experience and increase their experience in using it. The boss is half a person in the martial arts world. This time, Liu Changgeng will book a venue here to resolve the dispute with the ancestor. It is a big deal."

As soon as the three of them got off the car, a waiter came to greet the guests. The disciples of the Baji Sect and the Yang family followed Huo Cheng, Yang Zhen got up and followed Xin Han's car, and got off the car and came over.

The waiter bowed and said, "Please please, our boss has been waiting for a long time."

Everyone followed the waiter into the secret door, then went through a dark corridor and entered the elevator and went down to the third floor underground.

When the elevator door opened, I suddenly realized that there was a hall in front of me. There were many gambling tables in the hall, but because I was booked today, there were no guests in the hall.

When you pass through the hall, you will see a huge venue. There is a boxing ring in the middle of the venue. This ring is like the size of a boxing ring and there are ropes around it. However, the entire ring is made of steel and is extremely solid.

There were already many people sitting in the stands around. When they saw Bajimen and Yang family coming in, they all snorted coldly, with an extremely ugly face.

Li Zhengguo whispered: "There are people from other sects in the capital. Among them are the sects where you killed the six Grandmasters of Huajin."

As he was talking, a fat man in his fifties came up to him. The fat man had a big back and a red face, and a cigar in his hand. He could think of the Hong Kong martial arts star Bao Ge.

The fat man was quite far away and greeted, "Old Li. Why did you come? I've been waiting for you for a long time."

When he walked in, he lowered his voice and asked, "What's going on? Why did you meet Liu Changgeng?" It was obvious that the fat man had a good relationship with Li Zhengguo.

Li Zhengguo smiled and introduced to Xin Han: "This is the boss here, Fatty Liu, who used to practice the Great Sage's Sword!"

Fatty Liu laughed: "That's all the past, and my kung fu is useless. Is this little brother the one who makes a grudge with the Xu family and angers Liu Changgeng?"

He said that Xin Han wanted to laugh at the big saint, which is the monkey fist that combines the chopping fist. This person does not look like a big saint, but he looks more like a second senior brother.

Li Zhengguo glared: "Don't be big or small, this is my sixth-generation ancestor of the Baji Sect, Xin Han, and Xin."

Fatty Liu was sucking a cigar. After listening to Li Zhengguo's introduction, he immediately choked and started coughing loudly. When the cough was over, he was shocked to scan between Xin Han and Li Zhengguo and asked, "Didn't you tease me?"

His head turned and asked Yang Jianbang next to him, "Old Yang, is what he said true?"

Lao Yang nodded and said, "Of course it is true. Master Xin is not only the ancestor of the Baji Sect, but also the ancestor of my Yang family. You should be polite."

Fatty Liu had to believe it now, and hurriedly bowed and said, "You don't know, you are a lot of people, please come in and ask."

Fatty Liu led the Baji Sect and the Yang family to the east stand, but when he came, several sects that were originally sitting nearby immediately stood up and went west, without even calling each other, obviously because they were worried that they would be close to the two sects and offend Liu Changgeng and other sects.

The entire martial arts training ground suddenly became clear, with only two schools of Baji and Yang's Tai Chi left in the stands on the east side.

Huo Cheng sat behind the head brother and snorted coldly: "Are these people who change their minds when they see the wind afraid of offending Liu Changgeng?"

Fatty Liu walked in a few steps and whispered: "The two ancestors of Xingyi Sect and Bagua Sect have come. Maybe the people who come here are not good, so you should be careful."

Xin Han unexpectedly looked at Fatty Liu's eyes and nodded at him: "I'm grateful."

Fatty Liu said repeatedly: "I dare not."

At this moment, a waiter hurriedly walked over to Fatty Liu and said, "Boss, Mr. Liu Changgeng is here."

Fatty Liu smiled embarrassedly: "Senior, Lao Li, Lao Yang, don't make any decisions. The visitor is a guest, I'll go and welcome him."

Liu Changgeng has a very prominent position in both business and martial arts. Fatty Liu is a businessman, so he naturally dare not neglect Xin Han: "Go, don't hello us." Liu Zhengguo and Yang Jianbang nodded in understanding.

Before Xin Han's eyes suddenly shrank, and he walked out of the entrance of the boxing ring to get a row of people. Fatty Liu laughed beside him.

But what Xin Han cares about is not these people, but in front of these people, a woman was pushing a wheelchair, and a pale young man sat on the wheelchair. This person is neither someone else, but Chen Zhichao, who had sent someone to chase him and injured his kidneys.

The woman's face was proud, and a cold face was on her face, pushing Chen Zhichao in front. Behind her was a middle-aged man who looked over 40 years old. The middle-aged man's eyes were deep and extremely imposing. He was the leader of the others.

The middle-aged man followed two old men, and the three followed Chen Zhichao's wheelchair, walking and walking, but they didn't pay much attention to Fatty Liu's smile.

These people had entered the venue, and suddenly, many people stood up from Huo Yi in the stands in the west, and they all bowed to the middle-aged man: "I have seen Mr. Liu!"

"Mr. Liu has been missing for a long time!"

This middle-aged man bowed to these people: "Liu Changgeng, Jiangnan, has met you."

After saying that, he glanced around and shouted, "Which one is Xin Han?"

"Are you Liu Changgeng?" Xin Han sat there and didn't stand up at all, but he was still a little surprised. According to Baji Sect, Liu Changgeng did not know martial arts. How could he be so young?

Liu Changgeng's eyes swept on Xin Han. He looked at Liu Zhengguo and Yang Jianbang sitting next to him, and smiled contemptuously: "You are Xin Han who hurts my good grandson? After today, you will always be a dog next to my good grandson! A dog that has been skinned by cramps!"

He said that the people who knew him or wanted to please him in the stands in the west burst into laughter.

Li Zhengguo, Yang Jianbang, Huo Cheng, Yang Zhen and others immediately stood up: "Liu Changgeng, this is the capital, not the south of the Yangtze River, not the place where you are wild."

When Xin Han spoke, Chen Zhichao's eyes, whose eyes were originally blank, immediately flashed through his eyes, and then it turned into unforgettable hatred.

He sat in a wheelchair and pointed at Xin Han in a hoarse voice, "Little Bad Band...I want to make you live worse than death!"

Xin Han laughed: "Chen Zhichao. Do you remember what I said to you? I want you to taste the taste of losing all your support. This sentence should be today!"

Liu Changgeng scolded him, but he was not angry because in his eyes, Liu Changgeng was already dead, and there was no need to argue with him.

Pushing Chen Zhichao that woman, he stared at Xin Han since he saw him, his eyes full of viciousness.

At this time, he said to the fat old man behind him: "Uncle Zhao, please help me break the legs of the wild man and let him kneel in front of Zhichao!"

The old man surnamed Zhao was about to walk towards Xin Han when he heard this. However, Liu Changgeng stopped him: "Stop... Since he has issued a letter of war and handed over the post, he will follow the rules of the martial arts world today."

After saying that, he said to Xin Han: "Baji Sect and Yang Family, don't blame me for not giving you a chance. You all kowtowed three times in front of my dear grandson. I can see that Li Shuwen and Yang Wudi, who were so powerful in the world, let you go once, how about letting you go?"

Li Zhengguo and Yang Jianbang were both angry and turned pale. If they really did what Liu Changgeng said, even the face of their ancestors would be lost.

Li Zhengguo snorted coldly: "The King of Jiangnan is such a big tone. I have been afraid of anyone since ancient times. If you have the courage, I will come here!"

Yang Jianbang also said: "Who dared to speak like this when my Yang family was invincible? Although my great-grandfather is no longer there, I want to touch the Yang family? You are worthy!"

The boss here, Fatty Liu, saw that the gunpowder smelled so much that it was about to break out, hurriedly said: "Everyone is calm, let's resolve the grudges on the arena. Today, all the factions in the capital gather together, and I will also give you a testimony."

Liu Changgeng snorted coldly and took everyone to the center of the west stand. Liu Xiaoman pushed his son, looked at Xin Han with resentment, and sat down with his father.

After sitting down, Liu Changgeng nodded to Fatty Liu: "Start! Since you are the owner of this place, you will be responsible for today's affairs."

Fatty Liu was not polite, and immediately stood on the boxing ring, holding the microphone from his hands, yelling: "Liu Changgeng, Jiangnan, wants to use his brother's place to resolve grudges with Xin Han of the Baji Sect, according to the rules of the national martial arts world, those who come to the stage must sign a life-and-death certificate. The winner is alive, the loser is alive, and the boxing and foot are in their own way. They have no choice but to others. Can they have any opinions on both sides?"
Chapter completed!