Hearing this, Tang San hadn't spoken yet. Polaris stared at Zhang Sanqian with a cold light in his eyes and said, "Zhang Sanqian, what do you mean, don't you agree with me?"

Zhang Sanqian sneered: "So what? If I hadn't been in a hurry last time, you would have been defeated by me long ago. Don't roar here, you are considered a genius disciple."

Polaris sneered: "I'm not afraid that the wind will flash your tongue. If you didn't run early, I would have picked your head off and kicked the ball."

After a word of disagreement, Polaris and Zhang Sanqian were already tit-for-tat, and the tense atmosphere permeated the small VIP compartment, causing the flight attendants to be anxious one by one. , none of them can run away, but they don't dare to intervene now, they can't afford to provoke any of them here.

At this moment, Lao Longtou and Great Elder Nangong Ming raised their hands almost at the same time, and waved to Polaris and Zhang Sanqian, motioning them to sit down.

"Okay, stop arguing."

"Sit down, this is not the place for you to settle your grievances."

Tang San looked at the farce on both sides, showing no interest at all, it was nothing more than a conflict between the two major sects, or territory, or fame, or some other reason, just to suppress the other side.

The three Northwest Sects each hold a large amount of resources in the Northwest, and each has a warlord to support. There is a huge competition between them, and various frictions and conflicts will break out anytime and anywhere. This is because of interests.

After the tense episode, the two sides quieted down, each restrained their impulses, ate, drank, or rested on their respective sites on the train, treating the other side as a non-existent person. The relationship between the two parties did not seem to be very good.

One day and one night passed, and the train finally pulled into a huge city. This city was different from what Tang San saw in front of him. There was no city wall here. A scene from the industrial age caught Tang San's full attention.

Even Tang San saw that in the Rising Sun River, large ships flowed endlessly, coming along the long river in the distance, constantly coming and going at the port.

The train is only a few hundred meters away from the city's avenues, and you can clearly see countless people and vehicles rushing along the avenues.

Tang San secretly said: "Looking at the degree of prosperity, it is even stronger than Anfeng City, and there is no city wall here, it is a city built in a modern way. I heard that this is the base of the warlord Huang Xijun, he seems to have learned from the West. Knowledgeable people are building their own industrial system, to a certain extent."

The spread of civilization always spreads from high civilization to low civilization, and the current Eastern Republic is madly absorbing the Western scientific system, learning and reforming in all aspects, and enhancing its potential.

The train entered the station, and the people from the Tianxing Sect and the Dragon Head Sect left from both sides of the VIP compartment, with no intention of going together.

After getting off the train, a cloud of turbid air rushed into Tang San's nose, causing him to frown and say, "The air here is very polluted."

Tan Wu Jiu said, "Since Huang Xijun built a factory here, the air here has been getting worse day by day."

Tang San didn't say anything when he heard the words. He knew the dangers of the various negative effects that industrialization of society would bring about him better than anyone else. However, if he wanted to show the dangers, he would take at least ten years or decades to see them. No one will believe it. Even if you believe it, there is no solution. Development is accompanied by pollution.

Tianxingzong and his party just got off the train, and several soldiers in military uniforms have come to the crowd.

The leading officer gave a military salute to everyone and said, "Are you from the Tianxing Sect?"

The second elder looked at the officer, nodded slightly and said, "We belong to the Tianxing Sect."

The officer said neither contemptuously nor arrogantly, "I am one of the hosts of this competition. I have come to lead the way for all of you. Please come with me."

The people of the Tianxing Sect followed the officer and a few soldiers, left the platform, walked out of the train station, took a military jeep, and headed towards the center of the northwest imperial city.

But no one knew that outside the train station, a figure hidden in the crowd was staring at them coldly. A red shadow flashed in the eyes of this figure from time to time, but it was well hidden, and it always disappeared in a flash. Nobody noticed him.

It looked at the group of Tianxingzong, took out a small notebook, and wrote a few words on it.

"Tianxingzong, three elders, three upper court disciples, and ten lower court disciples."

At this time, the Dragon Head Sect also walked out, led by another officer, and walked along another street toward the center of the city.

The existence hidden in the shadow waved the pen in his hand and wrote a few lines.

"The Dragon Head Sect, three elders, two upper court disciples, and thirteen lower court disciples."

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At this time, some people appeared from a road outside the northwest imperial city. These people looked different from ordinary people, but they all had one thing in common. They had a faint smell of blood on their bodies.

These people are scattered, they will not have the slightest contact with each other, they are dressed in different clothes, and no one notices their abnormality.

One of them, who was dressed in ordinary clothes and looked no different from a commoner, appeared outside the northwest imperial city and walked towards the military camp that was stationed outside.

The barracks is an important military place, and it cannot be entered by idlers. However, after he arrived at the gate of the barracks, there was already a middle-aged man waiting for him.

This man was wearing a khaki military uniform, with a savage face, giving off a savage aura. He looked at the person in front of him, and said in a low voice: "My subordinates, see Lord Ming Luo."

Ming Luo, looks like an ordinary person, but his eyes are piercing, like a black hole in the universe, so deep and unfathomable, it can even **** away the souls of others.

I just heard him say lightly, "Is everything ready?"

The officer nodded and said: "Everything is ready, the soldiers have been quietly replaced by our people, as long as the signal is sent, they can immediately act and carry out a saturation attack."

A glimmer of satisfaction flashed in Ming Luo's eyes and said: "Very good, this time is an opportunity, most of the high-level executives of the Northwest Wulin are here, as long as they are annihilated, the Northwest Wulin will be severely damaged, and our ghost clan can also get a precious time to carry out our work. Bigger plans."