I picked up the treasure chest in the hands of the goddess

Chapter 348 Where is the intention
Someone was guarding the gate of Anjiazu Temple.

The guards did not know An Zhiyuan.

However, they received an order that once anyone appeared at the gate of Anjiazu Temple, no matter who it was, they must notify An Zhicun as soon as possible.

So, the guards quickly took out their mobile phones and called An Zhicun.

Soon, An Zhicun received a call.

An Zhicun's face was gloomy and uncertain, he didn't know if the group of people who appeared at the gate of Anjiazu Temple were An Zhiyuan's group.

Go out and have a look?
Shame, shame!
Ever since, An Zhicun asked the people guarding the entrance of the Anjiazu Temple to see if the group of people present at the entrance of the Anjiazu Temple wanted to enter the Anjiazu Temple.

Ning Chuan swaggered and walked directly towards the gate of Anjiazu Temple with a cigarette in his mouth.

An Zhicun learned that a group of people who appeared at the gate of Anjiazu Temple were walking towards the inside of Anjiazu Temple.

He immediately hung up the phone: "Everyone, get ready to fight!"

"Yes, Patriarch (Master) (Head)!"

All the people below An Zhicun responded to An Zhicun in unison, all of them looked terrified.

At the gate of the Anjiazu Temple, the guards shouted at Ning Chuan angrily: "This is the Anjiazu Temple, outsiders are not allowed to enter!"

"Tell An Zhicun to get out!"

Ning Chuan flicked out the cigarette in his hand, and the cigarette butt hit the face of the guard.

Immediately, the guard rubbed his face vigorously and screamed.

"An Zhicun, get out and die!"

Ning Chuan roared loudly towards the Anjiazu Temple.

Following Ning Chuan's roar, everyone in the Anjiazu Temple heard it.

Many people were shocked, they knew how big the Anjiazu Temple was!
Shocked that someone was able to roar from the gate of the Anjiazu Temple, and transmit the sound into the Anjiazu Temple, so that everyone in the Anjiazu Temple could hear it clearly.

An Zhicun's face was gloomy, the sword in his hand wanted to get out of its sheath and kill Ning Chuan.

"Patriarch, let's fight out!"

A member of the An family couldn't bear it and asked An Zhicun.

"Master, the people outside are too arrogant, let's rush out!"

A disciple from the Anjia martial arts school said angrily.

The ancient warriors of the Anmen Sect were all very calm.

Yelling is the behavior of the weak.

Strong, need to yell?

"All the ancient warriors of Anmen faction, fight for me!"

"Kill any strangers you see at the gate of Anjiazu Temple, leaving no one behind!"

An Zhicun angrily ordered that he no longer cared whether he would accidentally kill a stranger passing by Anjiazu Temple.

"Yes, Sect Master!"

The ancient warriors of the Bai'an sect all took orders at the same time.

Hundreds of ancient warriors from the Anmen Sect turned around and walked out of the inner hall of the Anjiazu Temple in one order.

At the gate of Anjiazu Temple, Ning Chuan did not move.

Ning Chuan felt that if he entered the Anjiazu Temple, it would not be easy to use his skills!

Wouldn't it be easy to lure a wave of enemies to appear first, use a stand-in talisman to lock this wave of enemies, and then enter the Anjiazu Temple to kill An Zhicun?

Ning Chuan's eyes lit up when the ancient warriors from the Bai'anmen School filed out of the Anjiazu Temple.

These Anmen faction ancient warriors will all be my subordinates from now on.

They will guard the villa area of ​​Beiming City, and they will be the resources for Ning Chuan to go out and do things without any worries in the future!
These are all resources, there can be no damage at all!

"kill!"

The ancient warriors of the Anmen sect who came out in a file, drew their weapons directly and rushed towards Ning Chuan and his group without dragging their feet.

"Back off!"

Ning Chuan quickly waved his hands, signaling An Zhiyuan, Goubi, Chang Qing, Ma Ning, Yingying, Long Zhongying and the others behind them to back off.

Ning Chuan can be surrounded by hundreds of ancient warriors without fear, but the people behind him can't!

Soon, Ning Chuan and his party pulled back hundreds of meters.

Anmen sent hundreds of ancient warriors, and surrounded Ning Chuan and his party in the blink of an eye.

The corner of Ning Chuan's mouth raised, and a substitute talisman appeared in his hand.

This is the only substitute amulet in Ning Chuan's hands.

"Good baby, you're the only one left!"

Reluctantly, Ning Chuan used the substitute talisman.

The substitute 'Ning Chuan' appeared, frightening dozens of Anmen sect ancient warriors.

They have never seen such a strange method, but they will not escape.

Ning Chuan mentally manipulated the double 'Ning Chuan' to attract the attacks of hundreds of ancient warriors from the Anmen Sect.

"An Zhiyuan, how long do you estimate that the rest of the ancient warriors of the Anmen Sect will come to the Anjiazu Temple?"

Ning Chuan walked ahead, and asked An Zhiyuan who was three steps behind him with ease.

An Zhiyuan couldn't answer Ning Chuan's question. After all these years, he didn't know how many ancient warriors there were in the Anmen sect, and he didn't know where these ancient warriors would be scattered.

In this way, there is no way to give Ning Chuan an accurate answer.

Unable to give Ning Chuan an accurate answer, An Zhiyuan simply refused to answer.

"No matter how long it takes, and no matter how many Anmen faction ancient warriors appear in the end, that will be something later!"

"Now, only the disciples of the Anjia Martial Arts Center and the members of the Anjia family are left in the Anjiazu Temple!"

"Later, the three of you should be able to deal with the disciples of the Anjia Martial Arts School!"

Ning Chuan said that it was all three people who shot, so it was naturally An Zhiyuan, Goubi, and Ma Ning.

As for Chang Qing, it must be to protect the safety of Long Zhongying and Yingying.

While talking, Ning Chuan walked into the Anjiazu Temple.

When Ning Chuan and his party appeared in the hall of Anjiazu Temple.

In the inner hall of the Anjiazu Temple, the disciples of the Anjia Martial Arts School and members of the Anjia family all had expressions of surprise on their faces.

In their minds, it was easy and simple for hundreds of Anmen Sect ancient warriors to rush out of the Anjiazu Temple and kill strangers.

No matter how bad it is, it will take several hours.

Why did it take only the blink of an eye, like three to five minutes?

Ning Chuan and his party broke into the hall of Anjiazu Temple?

An Zhicun's eyelids twitched, and his eyes fell on Ning Chuan who was walking in the front.

At this moment, An Zhicun seemed to realize something.

"An Zhiyuan, you let outsiders kill the ancient warriors of the Anmen sect!"

"What's on your mind!"

An Zhicun angrily reprimanded An Zhiyuan, wanting to take the initiative and mobilize the emotions of the disciples of the An family martial arts school and the people of the An family.

Sure enough, although An Zhicun's words fell through.

The disciples of the An Family Martial Arts School and members of the An family glared at Ning Chuan and his party with righteous indignation.

They didn't know who An Zhiyuan was, and they didn't even have An Zhiyuan in their memory.

Most of the people of An Zhiyuan's generation had died of illness, and a small number were secretly disposed of by An Zhicun.

Back then, An Zhicun took the position of patriarch of the An family, the head of the An family martial arts gym, and the head of the An sect, and his methods were very disgraceful.

Many people look down on An Zhicun, and even don't recognize An Zhicun's position.

These people are weak.

So, after An Zhicun took his seat, he dealt with these people.

(End of this chapter)