Beimang border.
In an empty town.
The first in martial arts review versus the third in martial arts review.
Two invisible qi forces rose up.
One is misty and vast, the other is killing and violent, rushing back and forth.
There was a roar everywhere, and the earth seemed to be shaking.
A stone between the two suddenly shattered and turned into powder. The walls on both sides of the alley were also shaking, as if they might collapse at any time.
The moment the two people's eyes met, it was as if a string of sparks exploded.
Boom! !
The qi machines are constantly clashing, as if they have substance. The energy exploded and roared one after another, and the released force surged in all directions like a hurricane.
Just hearing a "bang", the walls on both sides of the alley finally couldn't bear it anymore, cracks opened, and then turned into gravel and vented outward.
call!
After a while, the two qi forces dissipated at the same time, and the wind was light and the clouds were light.
Tuoba Bodhisattva snorted coldly and turned slightly pale.
He was originally sitting on the coffin, but before he knew it, he had stood up, like a mountain rising from the ground.
But despite this, he still lost a bit in the confrontation between Qi and Ji. Because of this, this mountain does not give people the feeling of being very tall, but rather ordinary, nothing more than that.
"What a great Murong Tonghuang, he deserves to be the number one martial arts critic." Tuoba Bodhisattva looked at Murong Tonghuang coldly, secretly smoothing out the slightly chaotic Qi in his body.
Yu Liancheng stood upright with his hands behind his back, and said with a smile: "Heroes have the same views, and I also feel that I am worthy of being the first in martial arts evaluation."
The corner of Tuoba Bodhisattva's mouth twitched, and then he looked at Tuoba Chun Falcon's coffin, sighing leisurely: "Since he was walking in the world, it is natural for him to die. Isn't there a saying in the Central Plains that the children of the world will die in the world. Of course, this sentence also applies to you. That’s why I specially prepared a coffin for you. As the number one martial artist, you shouldn’t end up like a wild dog."
Yu Liancheng chuckled and said: "I think this coffin is just right for you, no matter how long or short you are, fat or thin."
"It's a pity that you, the best in the world, can only die today."
Yu Liancheng raised his eyebrows: "Oh, you are very confident?"
"Monster Wang has been invincible in the world for sixty years. I think I am no match for him. And if you can defeat him, of course I am no match for you. But I am not the warrior Wang Xianzhi. I am a soldier from Beimang, so in order to win, I think you can understand that he does everything he can to bully the minority."
Tuoba Bodhisattva's tone was calm and calm, as if he was confident and had everything under control.
"Haha, you belong to Murong Wudi, who is known to everyone. If you fight alone, it will seem that we don't respect you enough." At this moment, a clear voice sounded, with a slight hint of joking.
"Let's attack together, although it's a bit unfair. But fortunately, there are no outsiders here except us, so we are not afraid of losing face." Another old voice came out, the voice was slightly shrill.
Immediately after each person said something, several people took turns to speak. Everyone's voice didn't seem to be loud, as if they were spoken casually, but it echoed back and forth in the town. It was obvious that they were all people with powerful internal skills. And the sounds came from all directions, shushing and faint, seeming illusory and real, making it impossible for people to figure out the direction.
Yu Liancheng took out his ears and said with a chuckle: "I am a rude man in Beimang. They are decisive and direct. They will do anything if they disagree with each other. But I didn't expect that they are all nagging women and they are very noisy. But I am not in a hurry. You may as well continue. After all, I never like to get angry with people who are about to die."
The whole town suddenly became quiet.
"What a Murong Tonghuang. It is true that the waves behind you in the Yangtze River push the waves ahead. You are very arrogant. After I take off your head, I will make it into a wine vessel for us to enjoy day and night."
"Let me meet Murong Wudi first."
As soon as he finished speaking, a black shadow descended from the sky with energy as sharp as a blade, and appeared a few feet away from Yulian City, spinning rapidly and turning into a tornado.
The two walls of the narrow alley were shattered due to the collision between Yulian City and Tuoba Bodhisattva. At this time, the rubble in the sky was rolled up, and with a long roar, thousands of fine blades were carried towards Yulian City. The sky and the earth were overwhelming, like countless arrows piercing the sky, the air was whining, and both the sound and speed were beyond ordinary imagination.
"The fifth raccoon dog sword is presented to you, please let Murong Wudi taste it."
The person who issued the sword was a middle-aged man. He had a majestic build and a rough face. He had the appearance of a typical Beimang man, but his attire was more similar to the survivors of the Southern Dynasties. In the man's hand is a black sheath knife, made of black python leather, with a rope attached to the scabbard and a ball of gold silk wrapped at the end.
This person is the fifth raccoon dog of Beimang's super sect Tibing Mountain. He is one of the top experts in Beimang. He has been in Zhixuan Realm for ten years and has a close relationship with Beimang Dynasty.
Facing the incoming rocks and broken sword energy, Yu Liancheng gently slapped his palm in the air, and the space in front of him immediately vibrated violently, as if it turned into a huge tidal wave, rolling back and forth.
As soon as the flying stones and sword energy were involved in this space, they seemed to be stuck in the mud and suddenly became stagnant.
As Yu Liancheng spat out his palm force again, the sword energy and gravel immediately rebounded and flew away, several times faster than before, covering the fifth raccoon dog in an instant.
The fifth raccoon dog obviously did not encounter this attack, but he reacted very quickly and drew out the sword in his hand again.
The name of the sword is "Dragon Tendon". After Empress Beimang came to the throne, she rewarded meritorious officials. The fifth raccoon dog was given this famous sword that symbolized the number one warrior in the imperial tent. Even Tuoba Bodhisattva, who had many military exploits, did not have this honor.
Uh-huh! The sword light instantly turned into a bright and gorgeous brilliance, firmly protecting his whole body.
Bang bang bang! !
The gravel and sword energy impacted on the ball of sword light that was like mercury pouring down the ground, and shattered one after another, but the sword light also continued to become dimmed.
When all the gravel and sword energy disappeared, the sword light collapsed at the same time.
The owner of Tibing Mountain ran out of air and half-knelt on the ground, breathing heavily. There were marks of knife scratches on his face and clothes. He was in a state of embarrassment, but he was calm and composed before.
"The sword is good, but the swordsmanship is terrible. It's a pity that the master of Tibing Mountain has such a great reputation, but it is just a name that is wasted." Yu Liancheng shook his head, ignoring the extremely ugly face of the fifth raccoon dog, and turned around slowly , looked around: "Come out, everyone. Do you still want me to invite you one by one?"
"That's right. If you want to fight, then fight. It's not like he was nagging before killing someone."
On the roof on the left, there was an unkempt middle-aged man sitting at some point. He was tall and tall, with a thick beard. When he saw Yu Liancheng looking at him, he smiled and said hello with his fists: "Zhongjia, Zhongliang, you are polite. Tsk tsk Murong My brother is really handsome and must have many good friends. Unfortunately, if we weren’t going to fight to the death today, we would definitely have a good exchange of experiences.”
Zhongliang, one of the ten most powerful demons in Beimang.
Luoyang had talked about this person with Yu Liancheng. Among the nine demons behind her, he was the only one she could take a high look at.
This man's own strength is amazing enough, not to mention that his uncle is one of the twelve generals of Beimang.
Uh-huh! At this time, a ray of sword light came through the air and landed on the roof on the right. It was a middle-aged man with a sword on his back. His face was solemn and unsmiling. He spat out five words coldly, five words as sharp and cold as a sword. .
"Chess, Sword and Yuefu, the sword energy is close, Huang Qing."
Qi Jian Yue Mansion is the huge sect where Huang Baozhuang belongs, recruiting disciples under the name of Ci Pai. Among them, Jian Qi Jin is one of the two most famous three-character brand names, representing the master of Jian Mansion.
The person in front of me is Huang Qing with sword energy.
One sword shines coldly in the Thirteen Continents of Beimang. He is one of the few masters of swordsmanship in the world. He is responsible for the famous sword "Ding Fengbo" and is called "Qi Shu Huang Dao" together with Qi Jiajie of Liyang Dongyue Sword Pool.
After that, several more people appeared on the stage, namely Tieqi'er and Thirsty'er, one of the ten most powerful demons in Beimang. This pair was a giant and a dwarf, with Tieqi'er riding Thirsty'er on his shoulders. These two men are notorious, similar to fellow demon Xie Ling who likes to eat human hearts and livers, and likes to suck the blood of living people.
There is also the spider web killer nicknamed Yi Jie Liu.
In order to deal with Yu Liancheng, who is the best in the world, nearly half of Beimang's top experts have been mobilized this time, not to mention that among them is Tuoba Bodhisattva, who is third in the world.
But this group of people still did not take action.
They didn't even look at Yulian City.
Instead, look outside the town.
At this time, the setting sun is setting in the west, like an old man who is aging. But it couldn't bear the silence. When the light came back, huge fire clouds clustered in the western sky, burning brilliantly.
At the end of the skyline, a golden figure suddenly appeared.
Although it was hundreds of feet away, it could only be seen as a small dot, but it still gave people the feeling of being tall and burly, as strong as a god in heaven.
boom! boom!
The golden figure came from a very far distance and strode forward. With each step, there seemed to be a burst of muffled thunder between the sky and the earth, and smoke and dust billowed up, covering the sky and the sun. One person alone can be more powerful than a thousand-man cavalry army.
boom! boom! boom!
Every step this person takes is a distance of dozens of feet. It seems slow, but actually it comes from far to near like lightning. In the blink of an eye, the footsteps became louder and louder, and there was a heavy roar, sweeping over like a roaring mountain and a tsunami, and smoke and dust rose all over the sky. When the thunder stopped, everyone looked up and saw a god-like giant suddenly appearing.
He was nearly ten feet tall, as majestic as a mountain, and his muscles were as bulging as steel, showing unparalleled explosive power. Every inch of the skin was actually golden, and under the setting sun, it shone even more brightly, emitting a divine light, like a god descending into the world.
Wherever he stood, he seemed to have earth-shaking power and shock. But it just gives people a feeling of depth and tranquility, like the majestic and boundless sea.
"I've met the bronze master."
Whether it was Beimang's number one swordsman, Jian Qi Jin, or Tuoba, the third-ranked military god in the world, they all respected this bronze figure and saluted with clasped fists.
This is not only because of the terrifying seniority of this Bronze Man Patriarch, but also because he once chose to open the Tianmen on his own, and his strength is extraordinary, and he is one of the most powerful in the world.
No matter where you are, strength is the most important benchmark.
And the influence of the Tongren Patriarch goes far beyond that. If Wang Xianzhi was the whetstone for Liyang Jianghu, then the Tongren Patriarch was the whetstone for Beimang Jianghu. From Tuoba Bodhisattva to Murong Baoding, Jian Qijin and others, all without exception have studied with the Tongren Patriarch and received his guidance.
Of course, unlike the old monster King Wu of Emperor City who is invincible in the world and defeats all the masters, the Patriarch of the Tongren is inferior. No matter who he faces, he only wants to win without losing and almost never shows his absolute strength. To crush another master, it seems that every game is very difficult.
But the masters who have fought against the Tongren Patriarch all know that the Tongren Patriarch never attacks with all his strength when facing an enemy. Because he was preparing for the last battle with Heaven, which was the one he had to win.
The Patriarch of the Bronze Man stared at the Jade City with a pair of eyes like copper bells. His breath was like thunder and his voice was like a bell: "What a stunningly talented Murong Wudi. He has only been out of the world for just one year, and he has risen like a comet, unstoppable. That's it." Wang Xianzhi's monster was also defeated in his hands. With your martial arts achievements, you may not lose to Lu Zu who appears every five hundred years in the future. It's a pity, it's a pity that your future will be cut off by me and others today..."
Yu Liancheng did not pay attention to him. He just lowered his head, with a look of thought between his brows, completely forgetting everything about the outside world.
With Yulian City as the center, the eight masters each selected a position and formed a faint formation.
Immediately afterwards, the eight strands of Qi flourished, merged and merged. Even though they have no experience of joining forces before, and may have never even met each other, at this moment, the eight qi machines are perfectly integrated to form a seamless whole.
Seeing Emperor Murong Tong still lowering his head and thinking under the influence of the eight people, the demon Zhongliang couldn't help but ask: "Hey, Murong Wudi, what are you thinking about? The fight is about to start, can you please be more serious? .”
Yu Liancheng slowly raised his head and said word by word: "I was thinking that there are so many of you, but there is only one coffin left, which is not enough."
"You..." Everyone's expressions changed, and a layer of frost covered their faces.
Good guy, facing the siege of a group of masters, this person not only did not think about escaping, but also wanted to catch them all.
"Sure enough, you are young and energetic." The Patriarch of the Tongren said coldly: "Do you think that if you are number one in martial arts evaluation, you are truly invincible? No one can defeat you. I might as well tell you..."
Before he finished speaking, Yu Liancheng's figure suddenly disappeared and appeared in front of the Bronze Man Patriarch as if he had teleported. He raised his arm, spread his fingers, and covered the sky with his big hand. With a mighty force, he pressed down with a bang. On the hard and huge head of the Bronze Man Patriarch.
Boom boom boom!
The veins in the palms are slightly protruding.
In an instant, the power that can overturn mountains and rivers and turn everything upside down breaks out.
Before the Bronze Man Patriarch could resist, his head hit the ground heavily, and his entire huge body sank into the soil. For a moment, the ground shook violently and soil splashed, like an eight-magnitude earthquake.
"No need to say it, I don't want to hear it." Yu Liancheng raised his palm and looked at the blood in his palm: "Now, I just want to have fun. Or... kill to continue."
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