Yuhuatian felt like he had had a long dream.
In his dream, his world was filled with blood.
The sky is red, the ground is red, everything turns blood red!
And he turned into a murderer who didn't recognize his relatives, killing everyone he met.
He couldn't even remember how many people he had killed.
Generally speaking, there should be hundreds of thousands.
Moreover, many are unarmed ordinary people.
Angry curses, screams, and frightened pleas for mercy rang in his ears one after another.
But he was like crazy and didn't care.
Whether they were adults, old people, women, or children, they all died under his sword.
Wherever he goes, it becomes a hell on earth.
Later, he couldn't kill him anymore.
He was tired and sat in a desert to rest.
But at this moment, another person suddenly came.
This person is ridiculously strong and cannot be dealt with at this moment.
But he still seemed to be crazy and fought with this man.
Finally, he used an earth-shattering sword skill and injured the man, but he couldn't hold on anymore and fell asleep in the desert.
Then, another strange man came, wearing a strange ice sculpture mask, and wanted to take him away.
But at this time, a kind old man appeared again, saved him from the strange man, and gave him a drop of blood.
At that time, he only felt warm all over his body, and even his soul seemed to be washed, as if soaked in warm hot spring water, and he really wanted to sleep like this.
Then he fell asleep again.
So he dreamed again.
This time, in the dream, he became an ordinary person with no power to restrain himself. Those who were killed by him crawled out of the ground to seek their lives.
It was so densely packed that he couldn't count how many people there were. Outnumbered, he had no choice but to run away.
In this way, while he was running away, those people were chasing him.
He didn't know how long he had been chasing him, but he was tired and couldn't run anymore.
So, he picked up a sword again and killed the crowd.
Who knows, after these people saw him coming back from the fight, they seemed to be very afraid of him, and suddenly turned around and ran away.
But he did not intend to let these people go and continued to kill them with his sword.
Finally, these people were killed by him again.
But not long after, these people came back to life again.
So, he raised the sword again...
In this way, he cycled through this dream over and over again, swinging his sword again and again.
He had no idea how many people he had killed or how many times he had swung his sword.
Until he opened his eyes.
Seeing the blazing red sun, seeing the surrounding yellow sand...
Oh, this is not a dream!
"I really killed a lot of people..." Yu Huatian said softly.
Although he had been asleep for a long time and did not speak for a long time, his voice was not hoarse at all, and he did not feel any discomfort at all. On the contrary, he felt that his physical condition was unusually good.
While he was sleeping, the kind old man gave him the drop of blood to provide him with vitality.
At this moment, he seemed to have completed a baptism.
The white tiger's essence and blood were completely integrated with him, and the animal nature was suppressed again, and he didn't know if it would reappear.
At the same time, there was another trace of vital blood power in his body. Although it was weak, it did exist.
Yuhuatian knew that this was the drop of blood that the kind old man gave him - the blood of the divine turtle!
The Five Sacred Beasts: Eastern Blue Dragon, Southern Phoenix, Western White Tiger, Northern Tortoise, and Central Kirin.
The drop of blood that the kind old man gave him was the essence and blood of the Northern Divine Turtle. It was responsible for storing and nurturing. Its healing effect was even greater than that of the white tiger's essence and blood.
Although the blood of this divine turtle is not as pure as the blood of the white tiger, it still contains huge vitality and healing power.
It was precisely because of this drop of blood that he was able to fully recover from his injuries.
Moreover, it seems to have undergone some kind of transformation.
Yuhuatian sensed the state of things at this time and couldn't help being slightly stunned.
Grand Master is perfect!
Because of this drop of divine turtle essence and blood, he directly broke through three realms in a row and reached the Grand Master Perfection Realm!
"No... maybe it's not all because of this drop of divine turtle essence and blood..."
Yuhuatian murmured and shook his head.
He vaguely remembered that when he was possessed by the demon in Jibei City, he had already broken through to the eighth level of the Grand Master.
Then, during this period of killing, his strength seemed to have been improving.
Improve through killing, become stronger through killing.
In the end, he was seriously injured in the battle with the magician Pang Ban, and with this drop of blood of the divine turtle, he broke through and then stood up again, and he broke through in one fell swoop and reached the state of perfection as a grand master...
But no matter what, this drop of the turtle's blood really had a great effect on him.
Not only did it allow him to complete a transformation and become stronger.
Moreover, if it were not for this drop of divine turtle essence and blood, he would not be able to suppress the beastly nature of the white tiger.
Perhaps, he will really be assimilated by the beastly nature of the white tiger, and from then on he will become a bloodthirsty demon king who only knows killing.
"Three smiles, Emperor Shitian..."
Thinking of the man in the ice sculpture mask and the kind old man in green robe, Yu Huatian's eyes flickered slightly.
At that time, although he was seriously injured and fell into a coma, and his consciousness was swallowed by the beastly nature of the white tiger, he still remembered everything about the outside world, but he could not control his own behavior.
Therefore, from the beginning of being possessed by a demon and killing people, to being seriously injured in the battle with the magician Pang Ban, to finally being robbed of blood by the man in the ice sculpture mask, and then being rescued by the old man in green robes, he had all the impressions.
If the guess is correct, the man wearing the ice sculpture mask should be the leader of Tianmen, Emperor Shitian.
This man's real name was Xu Fu. At that time, he was ordered by the First Emperor to go overseas to search for the elixir of longevity. However, he accidentally found the mythical beast Phoenix in its nirvana stage. He obtained the blood of the Phoenix and lived forever.
In the following thousand years, this man stirred up troubles in the martial arts world, claiming to be a 'god', and founded a powerful organization called 'Tianmen', attracting countless powerful people for his use.
In a thousand years, even a pig should be able to break through the realm of gods.
Therefore, there is no doubt that Emperor Shakti is definitely a heavenly being.
As for the old man in green robe, he is another strange person in the world, smiling three times.
This man accidentally received the essence and blood of a divine turtle, lived for more than four thousand years, and had unfathomable power.
Moreover, this man also gave birth to two sons, one was the 'Great Demon God' with a smile that shocked the world, and the other was a 'Big Master' with a smile that was proud of the world. Both of their martial arts skills were above those of Emperor Shitian.
It can be said that this person can be regarded as the number one martial arts genius in the world today.
But Yuhuatian didn't expect that this person would actually save him.
After a long silence, Yuhuatian shook his head.
If you can’t figure it out, just don’t think about it.
No matter why Xiao Sanxiao wants to save himself, there will always be a day when we meet each other, and you will understand when the time comes.
Patting the gravel on his body, Yuhuatian stood up from the sand pit.
Looking around, it was a blur.
No matter how much time has passed, this desert is still so yellow and boundless as far as the eye can see.
Moreover, in my memory, it seemed like there was a heavy snowfall.
As the heavy snow washed away, all traces of the battle in the desert disappeared.
"I don't know how long I slept..."
Thinking of this encounter, Yuhuatian shook his head and sighed, and walked forward, preparing to find a place with people to understand the situation.
But just after taking two steps, he seemed to have kicked something.
Yu Huatian tiptoed, and a sword full of cracks fell into his hand.
It is the Feihong Sword.
Looking at the weathered Feihong Sword at this time, Yu Huatian smiled bitterly: "Even you are disabled. If Ye Gucheng sees it, I'm afraid he will be heartbroken to death."
This sword had followed him to kill hundreds of thousands of people, but in the final battle with Pang Ban, it could not withstand the sword energy of the fifteenth sword and was completely destroyed.
The fifteenth sword is indeed a sword technique that does not belong to this world!
Its power may be comparable to Dugu Sword Master's Sword Twenty-Three...
After a long time, Yuhuatian sighed and said: "I can only recast it for you if I have the opportunity in the future."
After saying that, he put away the Feihong Sword and walked forward slowly.
In the desert, it was impossible to tell where he was. He could only judge the direction based on the movement of the sun above his head, and then headed south.
While walking, Yuhuatian also opened the system and took a look.
But when he saw it, he was immediately startled.
Host: Yuhuatian
Realm: Great Master Perfection
Martial arts: Sunflower Yin and Yang Sword Code (seventh level), Tiangang Sword Technique (tenth level), Sky-Destroying Sword (fourth level), Innate Body-Breaking Invisible Sword Qi (Perfection), Innate Immortal Body (Third Level) ), Dragon Capturing Divine Palm (second level), So close to the end of the world (second level), Fifteenth Sword, Yi Jin Jing·Can (first level+)
Plunder luck: 2659527
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More than 2.6 million fortunes!
Yuhuatian was a little shocked.
This is the first time he has received so much luck!
But thinking about killing so many people this time, Yuhuatian felt relieved.
Hundreds of thousands of human lives, although most of them are ordinary people, but even if one is killed with only a few lucks, the cumulative number can be in the millions.
Coupled with the gains from killing other masters and the tens of thousands of yuan troops, it is not surprising that his luck exceeds two million.
But when he thought about massacring so many people at once, especially when many of them were ordinary people, Yuhuatian fell silent again.
After traveling through this world for two years, although he kills people without calculation and is called the God of Killing, he will hardly attack ordinary people who have no power to restrain chickens. He does not want to become a real person who does not distinguish between right and wrong and kills indiscriminately. Innocent murderer.
But this time, he killed hundreds of thousands of ordinary people, even the old, young, women and children.
Although the people killed were all aliens, there were still hundreds of thousands of living lives...
for a long time.
Yu Huatian took a deep breath, suppressing the negative emotions such as guilt and self-blame in his heart, and his eyes became firm and cold again.
Wrong is wrong and he will not defend himself.
He couldn't pay for these people.
All he can do is to unify China as soon as possible, so that there will be only one dynasty in the world, and there will no longer be any distinction between the Central Plains and foreign races.
Anyone who is unwilling to surrender and hinders his unification is an enemy!
He will not stop killing because of this, commit suicide to pay for his life, or go to fasting and chanting Buddha to atone for his sins.
Without saying a word, Yu Huatian put aside all his emotions and once again put his mind into the system and checked the data panel.
More than two million fortunes are enough to draw two diamond rewards.
Without hesitation, Yuhuatian started the lottery directly: "System, draw a diamond reward!"
【Ding! 】
[Congratulations to the host, millions of luck, opening the camp system. 】
"Faction system?"
Yuhuatian was stunned for a moment, "What is this?"
But soon, with the infusion of system information, he understood.
The camp system means that from now on, as long as a master belonging to his camp kills someone, he can also get half of the luck, but there is a prerequisite that only those who are loyal to him for more than 60 years can be counted as his camp.
Yu Huatian took a look and found that currently the only ones belonging to his camp were Liancheng Bi, Yan Shisan, Tan Luzi, Ma Jinliang, Ding Xiu, Cao Zhengchun and a few dozen people under Xichang's command.
Others, even Ye Gucheng, Lei Hong, Cao Shaoqin and others, are not considered to be part of his camp.
"This is a pretty good feature..." Ignoring the rest for the time being, Yuhuatian nodded slightly.
With this camp system, he no longer has to compete with his subordinates for heads in the future.
Although his subordinates kill people, he can only get half of his luck, but it is still better than nothing.
Moreover, if he wants to unify China, he will definitely not be able to do it by himself.
Looking at the system interface, Yuhuatian conducted the second lottery.
It’s still a diamond draw.
【Ding! 】
[Congratulations to the host, you have obtained the ancient heroic spirit: Meng Tian. 】
Ancient heroic spirit, Meng Tian?
Yuhuatian was stunned for a moment.
The four famous generals of the Qin Dynasty, the chief general under the First Emperor, Meng Tian? !
During the Qin Dynasty, General Meng Tian, the grandson of Qin's top minister Meng Ao and the son of Nei Shi Meng Wu, attacked the Xiongnu from the north and made countless military exploits for the Qin Dynasty. He was known as the "No. 1 Warrior in China"!
Yu Huatian didn't expect that the system could even draw the dead heroic spirits.
"It's true that 'there is nothing in the world that cannot be smoked'..." Yuhuatian murmured.
However, Yu Huatian was quite happy to be able to draw such a famous ancient general.
It has never been a blessing to be able to see the heroic figures of ancient sages.
"Sa——"
Suddenly, Yuhuatian stopped and looked ahead.
Because at this moment, the void in front of him suddenly trembled, and then a majestic figure slowly condensed from it, and finally turned into a figure eight feet tall and heroic.
This figure was wearing a black battle armor, a black helmet on his head, and a Qin-style sword hanging from his waist. He exuded a terrifying aura, as if he had stepped out of a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood.
The famous general of Great Qin, Meng Tian!
"Grand Master Ninth Level..." Yu Huatian narrowed his eyes slightly, and there was a hint of solemnity in his eyes.
He could see through Meng Tian's realm at a glance, but the aura emanating from his body made him feel a little palpitated.
You must know that when he was in the seventh level of the Grand Master, he could easily kill the strong men at the Grand Master's Perfection level, let alone the Grand Master's Perfection level at this time.
But facing Meng Tian, he could feel palpitations in his heart. It is conceivable that Meng Tian's strength cannot be as simple as the ninth level of the Grand Master.
Definitely have the strength to fight beyond the level!
"Huhu..."
With the appearance of Meng Tian, the wind howled in this area, and the evil energy surged into the sky, making people feel an inexplicable sense of depression.
Appearing in this familiar world again, Meng Tian looked a little confused, and then became a little depressed.
"Your Majesty, the general is incompetent and failed to protect the country of Qin..." Meng Tian murmured.
He didn't know why he came back from the dead. His memory still stayed at the moment of his death.
But he knew that this was no longer the era when the Great Qin dominated the world.
Da Qin is dead...
Looking at Meng Tian's guilty and depressed expression, Yu Huatian didn't say anything, just looked at Meng Tian quietly.
He knew why Meng Tian was like this.
After the death of the First Emperor, Zhao Gao and Li Si falsely conveyed the First Emperor's edict and ordered Meng Tian to die. The later son Hu Hai succeeded to the throne, and the second generation of Qin Dynasty died. All the heroes rose up and the world was in chaos.
In fact, Meng Tian had already realized that there was something wrong with the imperial edict, but because of his loyalty to the First Emperor, he did not resist and committed suicide by taking poison in prison.
Otherwise, with his strength, if he didn't want to die, very few people could kill him in those days.
But now he understood everything. In his opinion, he was Yu Zhong at that time.
Therefore, he attributed the demise of Great Qin to himself...
After a long time, Meng Tian shook his head, suppressing the emotions in his heart, and his eyes became firm and cold again.
Now that Qin has been destroyed and the past cannot be undone, then let’s inherit the last wish of the First Emperor, reunify the country, recreate the feats of the First Emperor, and restore the glory of the Chinese lineage!
After thinking about this, Meng Tian raised his head and looked at the young man in front of him who looked feminine and handsome, but his robes were in tatters and he exuded a strong blood energy. A complicated look appeared in his eyes.
He knew that it was the young man in front of him who pulled him out of reincarnation and allowed him to be reborn in this world.
Perhaps because Zhao Gao, whom he disliked back then, was also an eunuch, he instinctively rejected this young man in his heart.
But his subconscious mind prevented him from thinking about hurting the young man in front of him. Even when facing this young man, he would have the same feeling as when he faced the First Emperor.
Meng Tian understood that this might be the price he had to pay for his rebirth...
He sighed, let go of all the knots in his heart, followed his inner thoughts, leaned slightly towards the young man, made a Qin salute, and said:
"General Meng Tian, please see my lord!"
"Huh..." Yuhuatian breathed a sigh of relief.
He was worried that after reviving Meng Tian, Meng Tian would do something to him.
Now it seems that the system is still reliable.
Nodding slightly towards Meng Tian, Yu Huatian said: "General, no courtesy."
"Although it is no longer the era of Great Qin, I am still willing to do my best to help my lord unify China and restore the glory of my Yanhuang lineage!"
Meng Tian's voice was calm, but it carried a majestic and solemn tone.
Yuhuatian smiled slightly and said: "With General Mengtian's help, I believe that this day will come soon."
Meng Tian said solemnly: "The final general will definitely try his best!"
Yuhuatian smiled and nodded: "Let's go."
After saying that, he continued to walk forward.
Meng Tian said nothing and followed Yu Huatian like an iron tower, without asking where he was going.
This era was unfamiliar to him.
He would do whatever Yuhuatian asked him to do.
This is the mission and responsibility engraved deep in his soul!
And Yuhuatian ignored Meng Tian, and his mind was immersed in the system again.
At this time, there are still more than 600,000 paths of luck left.
Yuhuatian hesitated for a moment, then decided to continue the lottery and did not plan to continue to save one million yuan of luck.
At this moment, he has reached the state of great master perfection and is only one step away from becoming a heavenly being.
He wanted to see if he could draw something that could help him break through.
"System, draw a gold reward!"
【Ding! 】
[Congratulations to the host, you have obtained the divine weapon: the Wrath of Heaven Sword. 】
Wrath of Heaven Sword!
Yuhuatian was stunned for a moment, and then immediately recalled this magic weapon.
To be precise, it should be a magic weapon.
According to legend, during the Warring States Period, a mighty general was given a sword named "Wrath of Heaven" by a strange man. This sword loved to drink human blood, and the Wrath of Heaven's Heart Law inspired the domineering and demonic nature of the sword holder. The combination of the two is the most evil spirit in the world. With his swordsmanship, the general defeated more than seventy major battles, but in the end he was unable to control the Heavenly Wrath Sword and died under the Heavenly Wrath Sword.
This sword not only likes to drink human blood, but also likes to drink the blood of domineering and powerful martial arts masters.
The characteristic of the Skywrath Sword is that the more blood it drinks, the stronger the sword will be, and it will actively ambush strong people with domineering power. When the user's domineering power is weaker than the sword, the sword will backfire.
To put it simply, this is a magic sword that can bite its owner. Whether you can control this sword depends on whether the person holding the sword is strong enough and domineering enough.
"The Sword of Demonic Dao..." Yu Huatian smiled softly. This sword is just right for him at the moment.
And now he happens to be missing a sword.
As for whether he could control the sword, Yu Huatian was not too worried.
He can even control the essence and blood of the white tiger, why should he be afraid of a mere magic sword?
Without hurrying to take out the Heavenly Wrath Sword, Yu Huatian looked at the system interface: "Keep drawing!"
【Ding! 】
[Congratulations to the host, you have obtained martial arts: Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms. 】
The Eighteen Palms for Subduing the Dragon, a unique skill of the Beggar Clan in the Song Dynasty. It is said that Qiao Feng, the leader of the Beggar Clan of this generation, used this palm technique to dominate the martial arts of the Song Dynasty and gained the title of "Beiqiao Feng".
However, there is no sound, and I don’t know if I can maximize the power of this palm technique.
Yu Huatian shook his head and smiled, not in a hurry to practice, and continued: "Pull again!"
【Ding! 】
[Congratulations to the host, you have obtained martial arts: Dragon Elephant Prajna Kung Fu. 】
Dragon Elephant Prajna Kung Fu, the supreme martial art of Tantric Buddhism in the Western Regions!
Yuhuatian's eyes flashed.
Strictly speaking, this martial art is a body-training technique. Each level you practice will increase the power of a dragon and an elephant. However, you can practice it to strengthen your physical body, and it will not affect Yuhuatian's swordsmanship.
However, the biggest feature of this technique is that it is difficult to practice.
Depending on each person's qualifications, each time a person reaches a level, the time required to reach the next level will double.
For example, it takes one year to achieve the first level, two years to achieve the second level, four years to achieve the third level, eight years to achieve the fourth level, sixteen years to achieve the fifth level... and so on.
If you are a foolish person with low qualifications, it may take hundreds or even thousands of years to master this martial art.
But ordinary warriors simply cannot live for such a long time.
Even in the original book, King Jinlun, who practiced this unique skill to the highest level, only reached the tenth level and then couldn't make any progress. You can imagine how difficult this martial art is to practice.
However, Yuhuatian has a system, so there is no need to worry about this problem.
As long as he has enough luck value, he can reach the master level in a short time, let alone the thirteenth level, even the one hundred and thirtyth level!
However, Yu Huatian is not in a hurry to use luck to gain insights for the time being, and instead chooses to continue the lottery. He wants to see what other good things he can get out of the six golden draws.
The fourth golden draw!
【Ding! 】
[Congratulations to the host, you have obtained the Great Return Pill*10. 】
Ten Great Return Pills!
Yu Huatian's eyes were slightly bright. This was also a good thing. It could quickly restore blood and Qi, and it could also increase his skill by a dozen.
At the critical moment, it is the magic medicine that can turn defeat into victory!
"Pull again!"
【Ding! 】
[Congratulations to the host, you have obtained the magic weapon: Daxia Dragon Bird. 】
Daxia Longque, a knife?
Yuhuatian frowned slightly.
The Daxia Dragon Bird Sword is also an ancient magic weapon.
"Ancient sharp weapon, Wu Chu Zhan Lu, Da Xia Long Que."
From this sentence, we can see the power of Daxia Longque Sword. This is a magic weapon that can be compared with Zhanlu Sword.
But Yuhuatian is a swordsman, so this sword seems a bit useless.
"Keep it for now."
Shaking his head, Yuhuatian also did not take out the Daxia Dragon Bird and continued to draw the last gold reward.
【Ding! 】
[Congratulations to the host, you have obtained martial arts: Four Symbols of Heaven's Will. 】
The Four Symbols of God’s Will?
Yuhuatian's eyes lit up.
The Four Symbols of Heaven's Will is a martial art created by the Sword Ancestor in "Devil Sword Chess of Life and Death". It is divided into four levels: Wind God's Wrath, Fire God's Wrath, Thunder God's Wrath and Electric God's Wrath.
With each level of training, you can control a natural force.
If he integrates it into his own swordsmanship, it will definitely greatly enhance his swordsmanship!
Yuhuatian is also quite satisfied with this martial arts.
The six gold draws, except for the Daxia Dragon Bird Sword, were all items that could enhance his strength. The corners of Yu Huatian's mouth rose slightly, and his mood became happy.
Although the risk of becoming a demon this time was extremely high and I almost fell into the devil's path, the rewards were also huge.
Not only has his martial arts improved to the level of Grand Master Consummation, but he has also obtained so many good things, his strength has greatly increased, and he has taken another big step towards his goal!
The only thing that made Yu Huatian feel uncomfortable was that he killed hundreds of thousands of ordinary people this time. Although they were all aliens, they were all human lives after all. This was contrary to Yu Huatian's original intention.
But now things have happened. As Meng Tian said, the past cannot be undone. Yuhuatian can only try to restrain himself so that such things will not happen again in the future.
Even if he needs luck, he will not go against his original intention and attack ordinary innocent people.
"This time, let's take it as a lesson!"
Taking a deep breath, Yu Huatian secretly swore in his heart to keep alerting himself.
At this moment, Meng Tian suddenly stopped and said, "Lord Governor, there is a city ahead."
When Yuhuatian heard this, he looked up and saw that at the end of the horizon in front of him, there was indeed a towering city, and there were vaguely visible figures appearing in and out of it.
Looking at the shape of this ancient city, Yuhuatian suddenly remembered some files from the Western Regions that he had read before, and his eyes couldn't help but narrowed slightly:
"Beili Country..."
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It is said that "the spring breeze in February is like scissors", but the wind in the desert is always very manic. Even now that the snow season has passed, the wind is still strong. The wind is blowing, mixed with sand and dust, and it blows people so hard that they can't open their eyes.
In particular, this 'Apocalypse City' is located exactly at the mouth of the wind, where the winds in the desert are strongest.
Therefore, there are almost no people outside the city.
But after entering the city, it was very lively and prosperous. The high walls seemed to block all the strong winds outside the city, and even the sound of the wind was almost inaudible.
The various vendors hawking on the street and the shops on both sides of the street all illustrate the power of this Beili Royal Capital.
This place is inclusive of everything. There are not only the people of Beili Kingdom, but also businessmen from various countries in the Western Regions. You can even see some people with swords and swords gathered together in twos and threes, each talking about something.
"Hey, have you heard? Recently, North Korea and China have frequently sent troops into the desert. They seem to be looking for something."
"Who knows... Beili has been really lively recently. First, the Emperor of Beili suddenly died suddenly. Several princes competed for the throne and fought fiercely. Then a murderous devil came and slaughtered several small countries. Everyone wanted to kill themselves. Danger. I heard a few days ago that another sixth prince, who had been missing for many years, had arrived. He defeated several other princes in one fell swoop, ascended the throne, and took control of the Beili regime. I have to say, it’s really exciting!"
"Isn't that right? Those princes have been plotting for the throne for so many years, but in the end they were picked by a sixth prince with no background. It's really surprising!"
"This sixth prince is said to be named Xiao Chuhe. He offended the emperor for some unknown reason and was sent to the south. Who knew he disappeared soon after? Everyone thought he was dead. Unexpectedly, he suddenly came back a few days ago, and there were people around him. With the protection of many masters, he not only defeated several masters around the emperor, but also suppressed the guards of the palace, so that the sixth prince could successfully ascend to the throne and control the power."
"I don't know where those masters were found. I heard that several of them are great masters. How could such a strong man serve Xiao Chuhe?"
"I don't know, but I heard that those masters are all from the Central Plains."
"People from the Central Plains... It is said that the murderous devil who killed people in the Western Region a few months ago is also from the Central Plains, right?"
"Yes, it is said that this person is a high-ranking official of the Ming Dynasty named Yuhuatian. I heard that this person is only in his twenties and has already broken through to the Grand Master level, and his true strength has reached the legendary level of heaven and man! "
"Hiss... a celestial being in his twenties has such terrifying qualifications!"
"Yes! It's a pity that such a martial artist has become a demon..."
In front of a tavern, several people from all walks of life gathered together and were discussing some recent rumors.
But at this time, a cold snort suddenly sounded from the street: "What a bullshit martial arts genius, he is just a dead eunuch. He has disappeared for several months. I am afraid that even the body has been fed to wild wolves, so there is nothing worthy of praise!" "
Several Jiang Hushang were suddenly startled and quickly looked back.
I saw a group of people dressed in Chinese costumes walking down the street.
The leader is a young man wearing a white robe and holding a folding fan. This young man is handsome, handsome and has extraordinary momentum.
Next to this young man, there was a man in a black robe. The man was about fifty years old, with a stubble on his face. He looked quite aged, but he was filled with an extremely domineering and deep aura.
The atmosphere turned serious in an instant.
In the restaurant next to him, a man who was sitting and drinking, who also looked very vicissitudes of life, suddenly turned his head and looked at the man in black robe with a stubble on his face, his eyes were extremely solemn.
At this time, the man in black robe seemed to have noticed the gaze of the drinking man, and raised his head to look at the drinking man.
With just one look, the drinking man's pupils shrank instantly and he couldn't help but take two steps back. A look of horror appeared on his face: "Heaven..."
The young man holding a folding fan did not notice this scene. He stepped forward, looked at the few people in the world who were talking about Yuhuatian, and said coldly: "Is there no one in the martial arts world in the Western Regions? A dead person is worth waiting for. Talk about it, no wonder this Beili Kingdom has the blood of the Central Plains, but it can only stick to this corner of the Western Region for so many years. It turns out that even the world is full of people like you, it is really useless!"
Hearing this, the faces of those people in the world suddenly changed.
One of them immediately jumped up and said angrily: "Although Yuhuatian has killed many people in our Western Region, one code is the same. We respect the strong. He can kill Tian Tian at the age of more than 20 years old." Aren’t people considered geniuses?”
"Genius?" The young man sneered: "No matter how talented a person is, he will no longer be a genius after he dies! It's a pity that he is already dead, otherwise I will definitely kill him again!"
One person immediately sneered and said: "Everyone can talk big words. If Yuhuatian really appears in front of you, I'm afraid you won't even dare to say another word..."
"Bang!"
As soon as the man finished speaking, he was suddenly hit by a surge of energy. He vomited blood and flew backwards, knocking down several people behind him.
The young man glanced at a few people with disdain and said coldly: "Whether this is a big lie or not, you will know soon."
After saying that, the young man continued to move forward.
Several Jianghu people had angry faces, but they didn't dare to take action even though they thought that this young man could injure them with a casual blow.
Looking at the young man's leaving figure, one person couldn't help but gritted his teeth and shouted: "Don't you dare leave your name!"
"Why don't you dare!" The young man sneered: "My Lord Murong Fu, you are welcome to take revenge!"
After saying that, he slowly left and quickly disappeared at the end of the street.
"Murong Fu..."
Several people looked at each other.
Immediately, a person's face changed slightly, and he suddenly said: "I heard that in the Song Dynasty, in recent years, there was a person who was as famous as Qiao Feng, the leader of the Beggar Clan. He was called 'Nan Murong'. He was a martial arts hero of the younger generation. Could it be that he was This person?"
The other person sighed and said bitterly: "What a bullshit martial arts hero, with such a narrow-minded mind. I curse him to meet that murderous demon king. Let's see if he still dares to be arrogant!"
"Murong Fu..." The man drinking in the restaurant frowned.
His eyes stayed on the man in black robe next to Murong Fu from beginning to end, and he couldn't calm down in his heart.
He was very sure that the man in black robe was definitely a heavenly being!
This person seems to be Murong Fu's elder, but where did the Murong family come from?
Moreover, what are they doing in Beili?
The man looked puzzled, then picked up the wine bottle and walked downstairs, ready to follow him and take a look.
But at this moment, the man paused and seemed to suddenly notice something. He suddenly turned back and looked at the end of the street behind him.
There, I saw a young man in ragged clothes with a broken sword hanging from his waist, leading a man in armor into an inn.
The man frowned slightly, and then his pupils shrank suddenly, his face full of shock: "He is...he is still alive? How is that possible?!"
…
The imperial palace in the north is magnificent, majestic and solemn.
The front door of the palace was also very cold and no one dared to approach.
But at this time, two figures slowly approached the palace entrance, it was Murong Fu and the middle-aged man in black robe.
"Who is this? This is the palace, you are not allowed to come near it, so hurry up and leave!" The guards at the palace gate immediately stopped the two of them.
Murong Fu said calmly: "Go and inform Emperor Beili that my son Murong Fu wants to see you!"
The guard shouted: "What Murong Fu? I've never heard of it. You can see the Emperor whenever you want. Get out of here!"
Hearing this, Murong Fu frowned and was about to speak when the man in black robe suddenly took action and killed several guards with one palm. He said calmly: "Why bother? Are you sure Beili can help you restore your country?"
Murong Fu looked respectful and cupped his hands and said: "Chengzu, I made an agreement with the eldest prince of Beili. As long as I help him ascend the throne and control Beili, he will send troops to help me go south. I will first destroy some small countries in the Western Region and let me establish the country of Yan." , and then based on the Western Region, we will expand our power and revive our country, Dayan, but I didn’t expect that a sixth prince, Xiao Chuhe, would suddenly appear in Beili.”
The man in black robe asked: "Is the eldest prince still alive?"
Murong Fu nodded: "He is still alive, but he was imprisoned by Xiao Chuhe."
"That's good." The man in black robe said calmly: "Go directly to the palace, destroy Xiao Chuhe, and support the eldest prince to regain control of the throne. Follow me!"
After that, the man in black robe grabbed Murong Fu and jumped into the air. He quickly entered the palace and reached the sky above the palace.
Murong Fu suppressed the excitement in his heart, looked at the palace, and shouted: "Where is Emperor Beili?!"
boom--
As Murong Fu's voice sounded, a terrifying aura suddenly erupted from the man in black robes, covering the entire Beili Palace.
Suddenly, countless people were alarmed.
In an inn in the city, Yu Huatian had just washed himself and put on a brand new white robe. Sensing this aura, he couldn't help but frown and turned to look in the direction of Beili Palace.
"Tap~"
Following the sound of footsteps, Meng Tian walked in from outside, his eyes a little solemn, and said: "The Governor is a heavenly being."
Yuhuatian nodded, narrowed his eyes slightly, and said, "Go and take a look."
…
"Who is this person? How dare you break into my Beili Palace without permission!"
With an angry shout, several figures suddenly flew out of Beili Imperial Palace, all of them were masters guarding Beili Imperial Palace.
But when they saw the two people standing in the air above the palace, everyone's expressions suddenly changed.
"Heaven..."
The leading eunuch, an outstandingly handsome eunuch, suppressed his uneasiness and stepped forward, cupping his hands and saying, "We are the general manager of the palace, Jinxian. I wonder why you came to Beili, senior?"
The man in black robe glanced at him and said nothing, but this glance made him feel as if he had fallen into an ice cave, his whole body was chilling, his sense of crisis increased greatly, and a feeling of despair surged into his heart.
A strong man from heaven is simply not something that Beili Kingdom can easily deal with.
Murong Fu said: "Let you come out of Beili Emperor Xiao Chuhe!"
"Looking for His Majesty?" Jinxian's heart sank.
At this time, a young man wearing a dragon robe and a crown walked out of the palace hall, cupped his hands towards Murong Fu and the man in black robes and said: "I am the Emperor of Beili. I wonder if you two have come to my Beili Palace. What's the point?"
"Are you Xiao Chuhe?" Murong Fu looked at the young man and narrowed his eyes.
"Exactly!" The young man nodded.
He is Xiao Chuhe and Xiao Se.
Two months ago, he was released from prison by Ma Jinliang, who helped him regain his strength and sent some experts to help him regain control of Beili Kingdom.
Murong Fu said coldly: "As far as I know, the eldest prince of Beili Kingdom should be the eldest prince. It's not your turn to inherit the throne, right?"
Xiao Se frowned and said, "This is an internal matter of our Beili Kingdom. It shouldn't be your turn to intervene, right?"
Just as Murong Fu was about to speak, a trace of impatience flashed in the eyes of the man in black robes, and he said, "What are you doing to waste your time?"
With that said, he looked at Xiao Se and said: "Release the eldest prince immediately, abdicate yourself and let the eldest prince take charge of the throne."
Hearing this, everyone's expressions changed, including the palace masters.
They didn't expect that these two people actually came to interfere with the Beili regime.
Xiao Se looked ugly and said, "What if I don't agree?"
boom--
A huge force of energy locked Xiao Se, causing his bones to crackle.
Not only that, this terrifying pressure also enveloped everyone in the field, making everyone unable to move, as if they were carrying a huge mountain on their backs.
The man in black robe said calmly: "I will only say this once, release the eldest prince and make him the emperor of Beili. Who has any objections?"
Many people looked angry. The dignity of Beili Kingdom was trampled on in this way. This made them mad with hatred and wanted to kill these two people immediately.
But the terrifying aura pressing down on them made them feel powerless.
Heavenly beings are simply not something they can deal with.
Masters of this level can only be dealt with by strong men of the same level. Ordinary soldiers or warriors will die no matter how hard they go!
Xiao Se was white, full of anger and unwillingness.
The master sent by Ma Jinliang left after helping him ascended to the throne. With the north to leave the Palace of the Palace, it was impossible to be a heavenly opponent.
Moreover, even if Ma Jinliang sent those people, I was still useless, and a few major masters could not resist a heavenly man.
Unless, Daming also dispatched heaven to help him.
But is this possible?
He was just a pawn, and how would Daming dispatch a strong man for him for him?
This makes him extremely unwilling.
This fate was controlled, playing with it at will, and the feeling of being unhappy, making his teeth bite.
His eyes were full of blood, staring at the man in the black robe, and he faintly raised a large teacher -level atmosphere.
Rather Stick to your guns!
It seemed to be aware of the atmosphere of Xiao Se. The man in the black robe suddenly looked at him, as if watching a ants, and a trace of the corner of his mouth, saying, "My words, do you have any opinions?"
"I have an opinion."
Before Xiao Si opened, a indifferent voice suddenly sounded in the distance.
The crowd was shocked, looking back, and saw a handsome young man in white, with a man with a majestic, helmet and armor, he came slowly from the outside of the palace.
As the young man approached, a vast and cold sword meaning suddenly rushed into Jiuxiao, overwhelmed, and covered the entire northern palace.
"Click——"
Under this sword, the momentum of the black robe man was broken ...
Published 113 days, removed the new book period for 36 days, and 77 days on the shelves.
One million words.
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