A giant Buddha rises from the ground.
It continued to grow, and in an instant it was hundreds of feet or even a thousand feet in height.
The giant Buddha is unattainable and fills the entire field of vision.
The vast, solemn, and grand Qi spread to hundreds of miles around, giving all living beings a sense of oppression.
Compared with this giant Buddha, even Huishan seems to be a head shorter. As for the seemingly burly old man Wang, he was even more like an ant at this moment.
Yu Liancheng raised his hand. The posture and expression of the giant Buddha were the same as Yu Liancheng's. When he turned his palm, the Buddha's palm covered the sky and the earth, like a dark cloud falling from the sky and covering the world.
At the same time, flowers were falling from the sky, golden lotuses were pouring from the ground, and Sanskrit sounds were floating out of the sky one after another. They were full of the mysterious rhythms of Great Perfection and Great Wisdom. Once they heard it, one could hardly feel the desire to fight and could not help but be immersed in the Perfection. In the midst of his wisdom, he seemed to be in a boundless paradise.
Choking, choking... The martial arts heroes at the foot of the mountain were shocked, their weapons fell to the ground, and they stared blankly at the giant Buddha. There were even Buddhist believers who, with tears in their eyes, worshiped. I have kowtowed to the clay sculpture thousands of times, and today I am lucky enough to see the real Buddha.
Not to mention them, even the top experts on Guniu Dagang all showed pious expressions at this time, and their fighting spirit was gone.
And they were already like this. You can imagine how much pressure Wang Xianzhi felt when facing this palm.
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"Madam, daughter, look, there is a Buddha."
At the foot of the mountain, on a small boat, a monk in white clothes walked out of the cabin. He felt a golden light shining on him. He looked up at the golden Buddha with a look of surprise on his face.
"What's so good about Buddha? My dear, what do you think of this makeup? This is a martial arts event, so we can't be embarrassed." In the cabin, a lady was applying gouache on herself.
Because the price was cheap, the woman used it without mercy. She put a thick layer on her face, and the powder fell off whenever she spoke, but she didn't even notice it.
"It's beautiful, my mother is the prettiest."
The little girl next to her was drawing her eyebrows and replied without raising her head, which was extremely perfunctory.
"Really? Then fill it out." The woman was delighted, thinking it was true.
Seeing that the mother and daughter paid no attention to him, the monk in white sighed: "Disciple, come out to see the Buddha."
"Master, I haven't finished copying the scriptures I was asked to copy. Read it yourself." A voice came from the stern of the boat.
"One by one, the Buddha is not easy to see. There is no shop like this after passing this village."
The monk in white shook his head and sighed.
But listening to his tone, he didn't have any respect for Buddha.
It's like seeing a busker on the street and asking his wife and daughter to come out to watch the fun.
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"How can Buddhist martial arts be brought to this level?! If the Beimang monks had the means, I'm afraid it would be too late to win over the Beimang Empress, and how could they dare to destroy the Buddha." On a low hill, there was a middle-aged man full of books. The man looked up at the huge Buddha statue.
The middle-aged scholar counted with his fingers: "Thousands of contemporary martial arts masters, Liu Songtao a hundred years ago, Gao Shulu four hundred years ago, Luoyang eight hundred years ago. This Emperor Murong Tong is quite a big game of chess, and he has to balance the front and back." Eight hundred years of luck are all connected together and put into the bag."
"Haha, you are indeed here."
At this moment, a sneer sounded from behind the middle-aged scholar. The tone was cold and filled with murderous intent. When these words fell, the world was instantly enveloped in a chilling atmosphere.
The middle-aged scholar froze, turned around slowly, and saw Nangong Pushe, who was wearing two swords at his waist and could not tell the difference between male and female.
He smiled warmly: "My dear daughter, you are here."
"I'm here." Nangong Pushe slowly pulled out the Xiudong knife. The cold light of the knife reflected a pair of even colder peach blossom eyes: "I'm here to send you on your way, thank Guanying."
Xie Guanying came from the Xie family, the first high-ranking family to be overthrown in the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period.
This man was excellent in both literature and martial arts. He once wrote literary and military reviews, general reviews and rouge reviews across the river from Li Yishan in Northern Liang.
As the Xu family's cavalry continued to move south, Xie Guanying, who was regarded as the pillar of the Xie family, suddenly disappeared, which indirectly caused the Xie family's demise.
There is also a poem that has been widely circulated in later generations.
——In the old days, the swallows in front of Wang Xietang flew into ordinary people's homes.
"Pu She, we are father and daughter, blood is thicker than water, how can you really control this?" Xie Guanying put his hands behind his back and smiled.
"Haha, I just want to cut you into pieces." Nangong servant said with a cold smile, "When you abandoned your wife and daughter for the sake of luck and your so-called ambition, you should have thought of today."
Uh-huh!
As the words fell, the bright sword light lit up. Nangong Pushe rose up gracefully, like catkins flying, making a loud hissing sound. With an indomitable momentum, he slashed out with a majestic sword.
Immediately, a ten-foot-long knife mark appeared on the ground, the soil flew up, and the sword energy surged wildly.
However, Xie Guanying, who was struck by the sword light, was shattered like a mirror, a flower in the water, and the sound came from far away, misty.
"My good daughter, my swordsmanship is good, but my accuracy is a bit off."
"Hmph!" Nangong Pushe snorted coldly. He waved his slender arm and drew out a stream of sword light. He jumped out and the man merged into the sword light and chased after him.
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The Buddha's palm pressed down from the sky, and Sanskrit music sang.
Wang Xianzhi was in a daze and was indeed affected, and half of his fighting spirit suddenly disappeared.
He bit his tongue fiercely, and the dazzling flower of the soul emitted gleaming brilliance, spreading the Sanskrit sounds like flowers falling from the sky and mercury falling to the ground. His face was full of fighting spirit again, and he punched out again, hitting the palm of the giant Buddha like an ant.
Boom!
The fists roared,
The world trembled, and the space suddenly shook, as if it might be broken at any time.
Wang Xianzhi was affected by the Sanskrit sound, and the punch he threw out in a hurry could be compared to the Tathagata palm of Yulian City.
After a moment of stalemate, Wang Xianzhi fell rapidly from the air.
And that palm continued to press down, although because of Wang Xianzhi's block, the speed and power were somewhat weakened. But the majestic force that was as vast as the Milky Way pouring down was still extremely terrifying.
Boom!
With a loud noise, the Buddha's palm pressed heavily on the ground, and the earth shook.
Under the Buddha's palm, the ground collapsed layer by layer, and a huge palm print appeared.
The ground around the Buddha's palm exploded, and waves of earth and groundwater rushed out, shooting into the sky with an astonishing momentum.
As for Wang Xianzhi.
Under the pressure of the giant palm, he was directly driven into the thick ground.
"Good palm skills."
After a while, the shadow of the Buddha statue gradually dissipated, the ground exploded, and the burly man appeared again.
He looked up at Pingli Void Yulian City, shouted loudly, and the sound wave exploded, setting off huge waves in the four poles of the universe, as if he wanted to squeeze out every inch of potential in his body to contend with Yulian City, an unprecedented enemy. .
And with this sharp shout, Old Monster Wang's flying silver hair instantly turned black and blue. He was originally a burly old man, but now he looks like an upright man in his prime.
The next moment, Wang Xianzhi launched another bombardment at Yulian City.
Only this time, everyone can see Wang Xianzhi's figure.
When Wang Xianzhi flew out, a series of afterimages were left in the void. Their postures were slightly different, but they completely showed the thunderous momentum of Old Monster Wang rushing forward.
In the blink of an eye, Wang Xianzhi appeared in front of Yu Liancheng, his fists suddenly blasted out, the fists were domineering and powerful, and the wind of the fists roared.
Facing Wang Xianzhi's domineering fist, Yu Liancheng smiled slightly and spread out his arms, like a blue bird fluttering its wings. The clear bird song sounded all over the sky, as if this place of killing and conquest had turned into a The place where immortals live in seclusion makes people lose their fighting spirit. Bayi Chinese website
The earth-shattering impact finally came.
Bang bang bang bang!
In an instant, Wang Xianzhi's fists and Yu Liancheng's hands clashed together, and the air exploded with energy, like thunder exploding out of thin air. The air waves set off in all directions like a tide, turning into violent winds and huge waves.
But the center of the fight between the two suddenly became quiet, because they actually pushed out all the air, forming a vacuum.
Wang Xianzhi's boxing skills became more and more powerful, and his afterimages filled the sky, and he was disillusioned one after another.
Not to mention ordinary martial arts people, even the masters on Guniu Dagang were numb when they saw this. They felt that this old man Wang was really tyrannical. In terms of physical strength, vitality and blood, I am afraid that only Murong Tonghuang was the best. able to suppress him.
Lin Ya, Wang Xianzhi's disciple and the master of women's boxing, was not far away.
She saw with her own eyes that a statue of "Wang Xianzhi" was born and disillusioned. After careful observation, she found that her energy was slowly increasing, which greatly benefited her and allowed her to make further progress in the martial arts.
——The afterimage of Wang Xianzhi is clearly the most brilliant boxing record in the world.
This boxing chart was more advanced and mysterious than what Wang Xianzhi usually taught her.
Of course, it's not because Wang Pifu is hiding his secrets, but because he learned this boxing technique during this period of seclusion. Each punch and kick are all boxing moves that combine mind and strength.
With one punch, not only the body was shaken, but the soul was also severely damaged.
As for Yulian City, his hands are getting faster and faster, but they are no longer just singing birds all over the sky, but turning into birds with one hand and fish with the other, creating waves of ripples in the void. The changes are complex and the power is equally astonishing. .
Suddenly, Yu Liancheng's eyes flickered, he waved his hands, and his clothes were like clouds hanging from the sky. The fish and the bird merged and turned into a Kunpeng that fluttered its wings into the blue sky, cut off the clouds, carried the blue sky, and flickered with wind and thunder.
As soon as the blow came out, even Wang Xianzhi felt terrified.
boom!
After a "getaway". The Qi machine exploded, and Wang Xianzhi was finally repelled by three hundred feet.
Wherever it passed, hurricanes suddenly arose, flying sand and rocks, cracking the ground layer by layer, and plowing a deep ravine on the ground. All the flowers, plants and trees along the way were broken to pieces, and even a small hill was knocked over by him.
"Okay! Good! You are indeed the opponent I have been waiting for."
A trace of blood overflowed from the corner of Wang Xianzhi's mouth, and a strand of green hair turned white, but he didn't care. He just looked at Yu Liancheng with burning eyes: "Come, let me see how bright the flower of your soul is."
"as you wish."
Yu Liancheng chuckled.
Those deep eyes suddenly met Wang Xianzhi, and there seemed to be colorful streams of light surging.
Boom!
In an instant, Wang Xianzhi's head seemed to be struck by lightning, and all his thoughts were shattered into pieces and went blank.
But he was also prepared and reacted in an instant.
The spiritual platform had just regained its clarity, but countless intense emotions arose, making his whole body like a volcano that had been accumulated for a long time, and could erupt at any time with the most turbulent emotions.
All kinds of emotions affected the energy in his body, rushing and gushing out, making him feel like he wanted to vomit blood. If this goes on for a long time, it will inevitably lead to obsession.
At the same time, a slender black figure appeared in front of him, grinning, and pressed down with a palm, seemingly light and soft. But it gave Wang Xianzhi a fatal feeling. If this palm hit him, today's battle would be over.
Wang Xianzhi forcibly suppressed the emotions in his body, mobilized his energy, and punched out as well.
boom!
Wang Xianzhi retreated another three hundred feet, and more green hair turned to white hair.
He coughed violently, and Yu Liancheng's palm carried a soft and sinister power. In an instant, the skin and flesh were melted away, revealing the dense white bones. But with a few breaths, his flesh and blood quickly recovered, but his energy was weakened by two points.
"It's Wang Xianzhi after all. She really didn't disappoint me."
Yu Liancheng's tone was filled with approval.
Among today's masters, perhaps this old man was the only one who could quickly recover from a startling glance.
If it were Li Chungang and Cao Changqing who were top-notch, they would probably be deeply involved. Although they are all great romantic figures, they also have their own limitations.
Although Deng Tai'a, who rides a donkey to see the mountains and rivers, may offset it.
But he was too stuck on childhood matters to be sure.
Only Wang Xianzhi, who is invincible in the world and has no worries, can do it.
"Sure enough, there is still a gap. If we continue to fight like this, we will definitely lose."
Wang Xianzhi sighed, looked at Yulian City again, and said with a smile: "Murong Wudi, do you remember that I have a way of moving mountains?"
"Of course I remember." Yu Liancheng nodded.
"Last time, we moved mountains to decide the outcome, and this time it is still the same. But my mountain this time is different from the last one." Wang Xianzhi, the second best person in the world, chuckled: "Li Chungang has a saying of 'Sword comes' , very domineering, I have the same sentence today."
"Come on mountain!"
Buzz!
The heaven and earth trembled, and sand and rubble were thrown into the sky.
At the foot of Mount Hui, on top of Guniu Dagong...all the martial arts practitioners suddenly found that the weapons in their hands were not in control and wanted to fly out.
Finally, someone couldn't hold on to the weapon in his hand and flew towards Wang Xianzhi.
More and more weapons flew out, one after another, like a mighty Milky Way.
Amidst the exclamations of countless masters, everyone saw Wang Xianzhi's "mountain", a "weapon mountain".
Although this mountain is not as tall as the one that was moved from the First World War in the East China Sea, it is full of cold light. A sharp energy penetrates the sky, and the clouds disperse in shock, as if it can tear the sky and cut the heaven and earth apart.
"Wang Xianzhi borrowed the weapons of the people in the world to fight with you Murong Wudi." Wang Xianzhi stood on the sword mountain, and his voice sounded far away.
The masters on the snowy plain were already shocked, and the martial arts people at the foot of Hui Mountain were even more excited.
Especially the martial arts people who missed the battle in the East China Sea now feel even more relieved. To be able to witness this battle that was destined to be famous for generations to come was worth dying immediately.
No!
At least we can see who wins and who loses among these two.
"Take action... no, come out."
Yu Liancheng made a gesture of invitation.
"Be careful." Wang Xianzhi took a deep breath and drove the "Weapon Mountain" to suppress Emperor Murong Tong.
Suddenly, the sky exploded, and a sharp Qi machine surged in overwhelmingly.
Before the "mountain" arrived, the invisible force of the wind was already slashing like thousands of swords, and the ground was instantly shattered and riddled with holes. Yulian City was as stable as the earth, but its expression became more solemn.
Boom!
The "Mountain of Weapons" finally came over.
Yu Liancheng opened his hands, as if the ancient gods and demons were trying to hold up the sky, holding on to the mountain.
From the moment he came into contact with Weapon Mountain, Yu Liancheng felt an unimaginable pressure coming towards him.
He was carrying more than just weapons.
But a river and lake.
It is the weight of destiny in the contemporary arena.
Eighty-nine percent of the world's fate is concentrated in this mountain of weapons.
It crushed Yu Liancheng's body mercilessly. In just a moment, the bones shattered and the flesh was crushed into pulp.
There were also streams of sharp energy that belonged to weapons, and thousands of them were shot towards Yulian City. Even the indestructible body was quickly cut with wounds.
The sharp Qi became more and more violent, even arousing a wave of Qi energy, cutting trees and rocks in a radius of hundreds of feet into powder all over the sky.
It can be said that as long as you are not a master of the first-grade King Kong realm, once you are involved in the battle between the two, the end will be little better than trees, rocks and rocks.
Boom!
Boom!
Yulian City had been pressed deeply into the ground by the Weapon Mountain several feet deep. Feeling the almost unbearable weight and the pain of his flesh and bones being constantly crushed, he grinned with pleasure.
What a wonderful Wang Xianzhi.
Only then can you be considered my opponent.
Yu Liancheng's eyes flickered, and he suddenly let out a long breath, and a powerful aura spread out from his body, instantly enveloping the entire mountain of weapons.
Wang Xianzhi on Weapon Mountain frowned.
He vaguely felt that the world was rejecting him, as if his hands and feet were bound, and breathing seemed to become an extremely difficult thing.
And in such a state, the control over the Weapons Mountain will naturally weaken.
"Is this his celestial phenomenon? A self-contained world? Haha, interesting." Wang Xianzhi chuckled, then stamped his foot. The sword mountain sank again, and the earth shook for a while: "But if you want to defeat Wang, you still have to go." A little bit."
This move is indeed impressive, but now Wang Xianzhi and Weapons Mountain are in another world. Even if it has an impact, the impact is not big.
"Why are you so anxious? I haven't exerted my strength yet." Yu Liancheng exhaled a long breath, and the injuries on his body healed in the blink of an eye. The hands holding up the mountain of weapons suddenly grasped it and dug his fingers deeply into it.
The energy machine circulates, and all the true energy is transformed into the crushing power of great destruction and destruction.
There are black cracks between the fingers, as if the space is overwhelmed and has been scratched, and it continues to spread out.
Suddenly, cracks appeared in the harmonious mountain of weapons.
Boom boom boom!
!
The power of crushing collided with the mountain of weapons. In just one breath, thousands of attacks occurred.
Kakakaka!
A series of cracking sounds sounded. In the face of this terrifying breaking force, even the mountain peaks formed by tens of thousands of soldiers continued to break apart.
Wang Xianzhi sensed something was wrong, so he simply cut off the gecko's tail, took back the luck and true energy condensed in the lower half of Weapon Mountain, and concentrated it on the upper half of Weapon Mountain.
Then the weapons were broken into pieces and fell like rain.
"Mom, I saved up for more than half a year to buy that knife. If an old man like Wang Xianzhi doesn't talk about it... huh huh."
There was a young ranger at the foot of Mount Hui who was very distressed. Before he could even scold Wang Xianzhi for being an old man, his mouth was covered by his companions.
Monster Wang is invincible in the world, but he has many fans.
This is now another battle that will shock the past and go down in history. You are the only one who is here to ruin the fun. You will be beaten in the future and you still don’t know what happened.
The lower part of the Weapon Mountain disintegrated, and the upper part of the Weapon Mountain followed closely and suppressed it, covering Yulian City like a black cloud, just like the Tathagata Palm that had previously enveloped Wang Xianzhi.
Yulian City let out a long roar, its fighting spirit was high, and its energy and blood hit the sky like a column of blood, stirring up the wind and clouds.
He raised his foot and stamped on the ground, and the ground broke again. Countless cracks spread to a hundred feet away, and a burst of smoke and dust arose.
Yulian City soared into the sky and faced the "Remnant Soldier Mountain" head-on.
At the same time, a powerful and sharp aura emerged from his body,
At this moment, Yu Liancheng's entire body turned into a divine sword.
He used his body as a sword and his energy and blood as sword energy to create a mighty "Allure" of mountains and rivers.
boom!
Under the watchful eye of the entire Jianghu, "Can Bing Shan" and "Qing Cheng Yijian" clashed.
The sonorous and harsh clashing sound of gold and iron resounded throughout the world, and countless sparks bloomed.
broken! broken! broken! Under the sword of "Qingcheng", the cracks in Canbing Mountain spread again, and a handful of broken weapons fell from the sky. The rain of weapons was pattering, which was really spectacular.
boom!
After a while.
The entire mountain of remnant soldiers was disintegrated, and weapon fragments were scattered in all directions.
But the original blood was worn away by about one-third.
Yu Liancheng used his body as a sword. The moment Canbing Mountain was shattered, he had already withdrawn his sword power.
However, the sword energy transformed from the blood was still slashing towards Wang Xianzhi, seeming to have the tendency to cut through the heaven and the earth, moving forward indomitably.
laugh!
Wang Xianzhi was hit by this sword and fell from the sky instantly. His clothes were wet with blood and he hit the ground hard.
Yu Liancheng's figure flashed and appeared in front of Old Monster Wang who dusted himself off and stood up, not caring about his injuries.
His brows suddenly wrinkled: "No, you didn't absorb Gao Shulu's body?"
"Ha." A smile appeared at the corner of Wang Xianzhi's mouth, and his face turned pale: "Whether I, Wang Xianzhi, wins or loses, that is also my Wang Xianzhi's business. Now I have joined forces with half of Gao Shulu. If I get his body again, then It’s really two against one, and even if we win, it’s extremely boring.”
"Boring persistence." Yu Liancheng shook his head, but in his heart he respected the old monster Wang even more. He glanced at the injury on his chest and said coldly: "You have been seriously injured, but you can live forever by entering the Tianmen. If it’s too late…”
Wang Xianzhi smiled and did not answer. He turned around, looked to the east, and said in a deep voice: "Jiang Huding, let's fight the tide for ten years."
The old man then turned his gaze to the north and said calmly: "Bridegroom, you go to the far north ice field."
"For palaces and buildings, if you are willing to stay in Emperor Wu's City, then take a good look at it. If you don't want to, that's up to you. From now on, the sky is high and the sky is bright."
"Lin Ya, my master has given you the last set of boxing skills before. As for how well you will practice it, it depends on you."
"You don't have to avenge my master. When my master's soul is gone, my bones will be buried on the top of Kunlun Mountain."
A swordsman knelt on his knees, inserted the ancient sword at his side, and kowtowed heavily with tears streaming down his face: "Disciple Lou Huang, I would like to send you my master."
Immediately afterwards, several more people knelt down and said with a sad voice: "My brother is in the palace. I send you my master respectfully."
"Disciple Lin Ya, I would like to send you my master."
"Disciple Yu, the bridegroom, respectfully sends Master off."
"Jiang Hu and Ding respectfully send you to the King of City Lord."
I don’t know who was touched by this respectful farewell. A large group of people at the foot of Huishan Mountain also bowed and said: "Farewell King City Master."
"Congratulations to the King of City Lord."
"Congratulations to the King of City Lord."
Not to mention that this man is comparable to Lu Zu's unparalleled cultivation, but just because he is invincible in the world and sits in Emperor Wu's city without losing many good players, he deserves a respectful tribute from the world's warriors.
Otherwise, as long as this person is a little more murderous, there will be no Qing Yi romantic Cao Changqing or peach blossom sword god Deng Tai'a in the world. If there are three cats and two dogs, it’s time to burn high incense.
Gao Shulu and Liu Songtao are examples.
But the man didn't even look at it. He just turned his head to look at Yu Liancheng and said with a smile: "This battle was very enjoyable. Wang has no regrets, and neither does Gao Shulu."
Yu Liancheng said slowly: "I have no regrets either."
"I have no regrets, so Wang will go."
Wang Xianzhi laughed, split his soul into three parts, and turned into a rainbow.
He doesn't ascend, reincarnate, or live a bare life, and generously gives away three opportunities to the world.
Send one to Beiliang, one to Tai'an City, and one to Emperor Wu City.
Lou Huang abandoned his sword and walked towards his master's fallen body with his bare hands. He gently carried it on his back and walked away from his fellow disciples.
Yu Liancheng looked at Lou Huang's retreating figure until he was completely out of sight, then he looked away. This was an opponent worthy of respect.
"Old Monster Wang, your soul flew away too early. There is still a big show to watch next."
He sighed softly, tiptoed a little, and was back on top of Guniu Hill in an instant.
Yu Liancheng put his hands behind his back and looked around. These masters who played an important role in the world were swept away by his eyes and they did not dare to look at them.
The previous battle was still vivid in his mind. Old Monster Wang was probably on par with Lu Zu, but what about the man in front of him? How long will he be invincible? A dozen? Eighty years? a hundred years?
The masters of the world are closely related to luck, and there are countless top masters. Before Huang Longshi introduced luck into the world, even a celestial realm could be invincible to a world.
But if this person is related to luck, how much luck will he have to swallow up.
Once he dies, only one person can give back to half of the world.
"Everyone has had enough fun, it's time to get down to business."
"For thousands of years, there have been vendettas and fights in the martial arts world, and countless masters have died unexpectedly. The reason is probably due to family differences. If Jianghu is a family, then this boring vendetta can be reduced by at least 90%. So..."
Yu Liancheng smiled slightly and said: "I have deliberately invited you all here because I want to establish an alliance, and all the sects in the world will join it. Of course, the alliance must have a leader who is in charge. To subdue the heroes, give orders to Wu Ling.”
The expression on the master's face changed, obviously he heard the meaning of Yu Liancheng's words.
He wants to be the leader of the martial arts alliance.
In fact, the Central Plains arena is not without martial arts leaders.
However, the leader of the martial arts alliance is only a nominal martial arts leader. If he wants to issue orders, he must consult with the major leaders and cannot act arbitrarily.
But according to Yu Liancheng's intention, he, the alliance leader, wanted to sit on everyone's head.
He holds the power of life and death and is the co-leader of the martial arts world.
No one wants to have another uncle on their head, but with the methods that Wei and Yu Liancheng showed previously, no one dares to say no in front of him.
Yu Liancheng's voice was still gentle and smiling, but it echoed endlessly in Guniugang, and everyone could hear it clearly.
"I feel that the position of leader of the alliance belongs to me. Everyone in the world calls me Murong Wudi. But I was thinking about what Murong Wudi is. A few days ago, I finally understood that being invincible does not mean that no one can beat him. , Invincible means that no one in the entire world combined can be his opponent. Then..."
Yu Liancheng raised his head, a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and his voice went from low to high, as high as the sky, like a dragon roaring and a tiger roaring, resounding for hundreds of miles around: "So today Emperor Murong Tong invited the world's masters to fight together, and one person... was defeated. People, who dares to fight?"
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"Brother Shen!"
"Um!"
When Shen Changqing walks on the road, whenever he encounters familiar people, he will say hello or nod to each other.
But no matter who it is.
There was no unnecessary expression on everyone's face, as if they were indifferent to everything.
To this.
Shen Changqing has become accustomed to it.
Because this is the Demon Suppression Division, an organization that maintains the stability of the Qin Dynasty. Its main responsibility is to kill monsters and monsters. Of course, there are also some other side jobs.
It can be said.
Everyone in the Demon Suppression Division has a lot of blood on their hands.
When a person is used to seeing life and death, he will become indifferent to many things.
When he first came to this world, Shen Changqing was a little uncomfortable, but he got used to it over time.
The Demon-Suppressing Division is huge.
Those who can stay in the Demon Suppressing Division are all powerful masters, or those who have the potential to become masters.
Shen Changqing belongs to the latter.
Among them, the Demon Suppressor Division is divided into two professions, one is the Guardian Envoy and the other is the Demon Slayer.
Anyone who enters the Demon Suppression Department starts from the lowest level as a demon slayer.
Then he will be promoted step by step, and he is expected to eventually become a guardian envoy.
Shen Changqing's predecessor was a trainee demon slayer in the Demon Suppression Division, and he was also the lowest level among the demon slayers.
Possessing the memory of a previous life.
He is also very familiar with the environment of the Demon Suppression Division.
It didn't take long for Shen Changqing to stop in front of a loft.
Unlike other places in the Demon Suppressing Division that were full of chills, the attic here seemed to stand out from the crowd, showing a different kind of tranquility in the bloody Demon Suppressing Division.
At this time, the attic door was open, and occasionally people came in and out.
Shen Changqing only hesitated for a moment before stepping in.
Enter the attic.
The environment changes in vain.
The fragrance of ink mixed with the faint smell of blood hit his face, making him frown instinctively, but then relaxed it quickly.
There is almost no way to cleanse away the smell of blood on everyone in the Demon-Suppressing Division.
