Luo Wutian seemed to be free and called Fang Tianhao.

"Leader, have you thought of how to unite the martial arts forces?"

"Now we have to rely on external pressure. Even if the pressure is not great, it won't work!"

Luo Wutian was silent for a moment and said: "Leader, let them go out and have a look, circle the territory, and taste the benefits, they will rely more and more on the Martial Alliance as their backer!"

"How to let them taste the sweetness?"

Fang Tianhao frowned.

With no food in hand, Fang Tianhao didn't know what method to use to attract these martial arts masters to do their best.

Ordinary things cannot be discerned by these martial arts masters.

If, for example, when the four guardians are there, there is a spiritual spring to calm the scene.

And now he is empty-handed.

Then, Luo Wutian said something that surprised Fang Tianhao.

"I know that there is a spiritual spring outside Sanye Ridge, but it is controlled by the martial arts forces in Asia. These forces are also members of the Guardian Alliance. They donate 80% to the Guardian Alliance every year, and the remaining two

It has been divided among the local martial arts forces, and it is said that the annual output is about 500 kilograms!"

Goulon!

Fang Tianhao swallowed his saliva after hearing this. His innate Wuji Kung needs such a good thing.

Good guy, five hundred pounds!
Chapter completed!