Blood oozed from the corner of the Yue family's mouth and looked at Ning Caichen in horror.

"Ning Caichen, are you going to fight against our Nanhai Buddhist sect?" Yue Badi said sternly.

"Do you represent the Buddhist temple in the South China Sea?" Ning Caichen said seriously.

"Yes! You dare to do whatever you want, the five hundred arhats in the South China Sea are not something you can afford to provoke." Yue Badi said sternly.

"Brothers of Xuanmen in Nanzhou Province, will Nanhai Buddhism control our Nanzhou Province agree?" Mo Jingling said sadly and angrily.

The faces of the mysterious disciples changed endlessly.

"The Buddhist sect in Nanhai will increase to control our Nanzhou Province Immortal Sect. Our ancestors said no to the bald donkeys in Nanhai with their blood! Where did your ancestors' passion go? Are you not the descendants of the Xuanmen in Nanzhou Province?" Mo Yinling said sternly.

"Nanhai Buddhism dares to threaten our Xuanmen in Nanzhou Province. I, Ning Caichen, said no to you. Kill me!" Ning Caichen said proudly.

"Our Nanshan Sect dares to say no." A leader hated Nanhai Buddhism to the core. He was once the number one sect in Nanzhou Province. Because he became a third-rate sect with Nanhai Buddhism, he dreamed of destroying Nanhai Buddhism.

"I dare to say no!" The cowardly blood of the heads of the Xuanmen was awakened, and their blood boiled, and their fighting spirit soared into the sky.

"Kill!" Ning Caichen said sternly.

Whoosh!

The disciples of Xuanmen from Nanzhou Province shared the same hatred of the enemy and drew their swords against the Yue family.

The Yue family did not expect that after so many years, the children of the Xuanmen still held resentment to the battle between Buddhism and Taoism that year.

"stop!"

As a war was about to break out, a handsome young man came here with two stunning beauties.

Li Xiaosu and Mu Xiaoya immediately stood attentively and saluted!

The young man waved his hand to return the gift, with a warm smile on his face, giving people the feeling that he was purely an ordinary young man.

"Yes, no wonder Brother Bing values ​​you so much. Brother Caichen said, don't fight tonight, everyone will think about it for a year. If you still fight in a year, I won't stop it." The young man said with a smile.

"Are you Chen Bumin, the boss of Chinese Silk?" Ning Caichen's face was solemn, because he could not sense the breath of this young man, which showed that his cultivation was very high.

"I am Chen Bumin, your second brother." Chen Bumin grinned.

Ning Caichen felt warm in his heart, knowing that even if he united all the children of Xuanmen in Nanzhou Province to destroy the Yue family and fifty monks, he would not get any benefits and offend the Nanhai Buddhist Sect.

There will be casualties and injuries when the war begins, and the losses are absolutely huge. The level of cultivation in Xuanmen in Nanzhou Province will drop to freezing point and will not be more beautiful than other provinces and cities.

Judging from the Xuanmen Group of Nanzhou Province, we can see that the Xuanmen Cultivators in Nanzhou Province are not as good as other provinces and cities.

"You can get a truce. The problem is that they are cheaper. Isn't it that our Xuanmen in Nanzhou Province is afraid of their South China Sea?" Ning Caichen said seriously.

"Boy, you got eight deer, what else do you want?" Chen Bumin laughed.

Ning Caichen smiled shyly. He was not an idiot. He knew that Chen Bumin and Chen Bing were big backers. If he offended the big backers, he would dig his own grave.

"Master of Yue Family, Caichen, give me some face. What is your intention to stop the fight for the time being?" Chen Bumin said with a smile.
Chapter completed!