In the winter of the 22nd year of the New Calendar in the Northwest, in the Linlong Dao, the sword saint Mu Qingliu and the little overlord Youlong successively invited the battle against the Northwest King Yang Yu...
The Northwest King Yang Yu was grateful for the kindness of King Zhao in the past. He tied himself up with his arm, his feet remained motionless, and he only greeted him with one palm, fighting against the two saints...
On that day, thunder suddenly appeared in winter, and the demon clouds surged and the celestial phenomena changed. The sword light soared into the sky, breaking the clouds. Within a hundred miles, you can hear the sound of swords and guns...
On the same day, the Linlong King eliminated the elders in the Qing Mansion, and the swords and weapons in the city fought for three days...
A few days later, the King of Linlong appeared in the Daocheng Prefecture and ordered the officials of various prefectures and counties to conquer the army.
Dedicate the entire territory of Linlong!
At this point, the four paths of northwest, east, east, and linlong are all in one person’s hands!
The news spread to the whole world at an astonishing speed, and the world was in full swing for a while, and everyone was in danger of rebelling against the king.
Because the legendary King of Eagle, who can travel 80,000 miles a day, has not returned to the northwest, and the Red Blood Army, commanded by the sick tiger, is still fighting!
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If you don’t reach Jiangnan, you won’t know that there is heaven on the earth.
Jiangnan Road, two thousand years ago, was still a barren land, but with the war in the north and the weather changed, Jiangnan Road, which was once inhabited by habitat, became the most prosperous place in the world.
The Yangtze River was once one of the four rivers in the world. The reason why it was once was that the river has become the largest canal in the world in the thousands of years of repairs!
After passing through Pingxi, Wanlong, Jiangnan, and until Lingnan, it bends and turns back, and circles the paths again, and finally merges into the East Vietnam and into the sea.
It is the Grand Canal, which truly connects all the ways, has the convergence of water transportation in the south of the Yangtze River, and the bloodlines of all the ways.
Compared with the difficulty of traveling and repairing on land, only by connecting water roads can we gather fortune and wealth, because the return of the river, also known as the Grand Canal of Juyun.
Every day, there are countless thousands of ships going to various roads through this Grand Canal, and most of them are heavy drafts, and they can take large ships of thousands of people.
All directions gather in one place, the popularity of the various Taoists and the prosperity of the Jiangnan Taoist are not comparable to that of the border.
Naturally, many powerful people, sects, gangs, and even many large families have also been bred, all of which are stationed here, holding chambers of meetings, or buying shops...
"The Poison Dragon Gang handed over many of its own business and exchanged them for a large number of elixirs, gold and silver, and seemed to be about to escape to the mountains of Lingnan..."
"It's not just the Poison Dragon Gang? Big Whale Gang, Shuiyun Society, Xiaolang Island, Leilong Gate... More than a dozen large gangs and sects are selling their property!"
"It is said that even those stores have become silent, and many shops have posted sales notices. This is scared..."
"It's really a person born, the world is shocked! That King of Northwest is so terrifying! Even the King of Zhao of the Western Palace back then would not have such a deterrent power, right?"
"How can you confuse it? No matter how strong Prince Zhao is, he will not kill people at will. But this person went south and was said to have killed more than eight million people, which is simply inhuman!"
"I wonder what the Lianhuanzhuang will react? It took decades to occupy Daocheng. I'm afraid I'm not willing to give up if I want them to retreat?"
"Hi, what does this have to do with us? Drinking and drinking, it is said that a new top brand has recently been released in Hongyan Building, which is beautiful and charming..."
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After the chaos in the world, Jiangnan Road was the only place where chaos was not revealed. The forces within it were mixed, but no one could dominate one side. Even if it was the Pingxi Mitian Sect and Lingnan Tiandao Tomb, it would not be able to take over Jiangnan Road.
Over time, it even became a paradise.
But with the news of Linlong's fall, Jiangnan Road also fell into great panic, and many forces closed their wings and lie down.
Some people even sold their property directly, and replaced it with gold and silver, and their families fled into Lingnan Road.
Linjiangxian, the first restaurant on Jiangnan Road.
On the 18th floor, in the well-decorated private rooms, more than a dozen large men sat upright.
If there are outsiders here, they will be very shocked, because all the people in this box are famous masters and even have the existence of the master of magical powers.
Behind each of them, there is a powerful force that governs prefectures, occupies rivers, and controls salt and iron.
At this time, these Jiangnan Road masters looked solemn and respectful, like Meng Tong who was waiting for the reprimand of his teacher.
By the window, an old man with a turtle-shaped crane on his back, with his hair as wild as grass standing with his hands behind his back, overlooking the scenery of Jiangnan in front of the window.
I saw the ancient city full of traffic, the fine rain, and the crowds were everywhere, and the quietness and prosperity were just right.
"Are you willing to give up someone in such a city, and you are so rich and powerful?"
At one moment, the old man turned around and his face was rough and majestic, like a lion sitting high on the hill overlooking everyone.
This person is the owner of the Thirty-six Lakes Lianhuanliu, the Lion King Lianhuanliu.
He became famous for nearly two Jiazi, had already been promoted to the Martial Saint, and was also a powerful man who was also the tenth capital lord.
In the past twenty years, this person has been independent of the three forces of the imperial court, the Tianshi Cult and the Tiandao Tomb.
"How can you be willing to do it?"
A burly man roared and broke the wine bowl, extremely angry:
"We have lived in Jiangnan for generations, and we have accumulated a family business that has been accumulated by generations or even dozens of generations of talents, and we want to take away a mud leg from the border?"
"Why!"
One person agrees, and the crowd is in a turbulent manner. The turbulent sound waves almost overturn the roof, and the invisible power spreads.
The Linjiangxian Restaurant, which is as high as 18 floors, all made huge beeps.
Lian Huanlie stood with his hands behind his back and suddenly looked at the corner. He never spoke from beginning to end and just drank on his own:
"Han Ping, why don't you speak?"
As soon as he spoke, everyone looked at the middle-aged scholar, and some people sneered:
"Brother Han doesn't say anything, there is a reason. He is the six gentlemen of the Xu family who are known as Wang Muzhi. The mud legs from the northwest are considered his junior brother!"
"There is no way to do it, so there is no words."
Han Ping poured the drinks slowly:
"Master Lie called me to come, but I'm afraid he didn't want me to agree? If you have any questions, you might as well just say it."
"You're leaving?"
This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! Lian Huanlie keenly noticed something, and his face darkened:
"Is that fifth Jie? Why, the eldest son of the fifth family also surrendered to Yang Yu to be a lobbyist?"
"It has nothing to do with the fifth. That junior brother really never took us seriously. It doesn't exist, it just..."
Han Ping burped:
"I have been competing with Master Xu for half my life, so it's time to see him. The wind and snow outside the border are too heavy, so it's too late, maybe I won't see it..."
"It's ridiculous!"
"There is no courage and rat, it's a waste of Master Lie's trust in you!"
"Catch him!"
There was a boiling moment in the hall, and some people even wanted to do it directly, but they were attracted by Lianli's power and did not dare to move without any action.
"You have to leave, you can."
The sound of the old man, who was like a mad lion, was silent:
"But it's not now! I'll be able to decide the winner and Prison Yang, and it's not too late to leave!"
"oh?"
Han Ping raised his eyebrows and said seriously:
"Master Lie, you and I have been together for many years, and although the relationship may not be very good, Han still wants to advise you that you can retreat bravely and become a hero..."
"Yang Yu, a hero in the world! But I am not an ordinary person!"
Lian Huanlie turned around indifferently and looked out the window again:
"Then Yang Yu came from the northwest, traveling four routes and fighting in all directions. Although he was only heroic in the world, I have not wasted my life in the past twenty years!"
Rumble!
As the sound waves echoed, black shadows suddenly appeared above Jiangnan City, and the surging dark clouds gathered at an extremely fast speed, covering the entire city.
The wind and rain became extremely rapid, and under the wind and rain, there was a red light that seemed to be there and not to be there, rising from the eighteen rivers in Jiangnan City.
This is,
"Taoism?"
Not far away, in another restaurant, Wu Jie was lying on the couch and drinking. Suddenly, his heart moved and he looked out the window.
I felt the water mist was hazy, and with his eyesight, he could only see a few nearby streets.
"Taoism?!"
"Who master dares to urge Taoist techniques in the city?"
"What kind of Taoist technique is this that can actually cover the whole city?! Ah, no, why is the rain red..."
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This scene was too violent and exceeded the boundaries of wind and rain. For a moment, countless people looked up and watched, and screamed in horror.
"What kind of Taoist technique is this?"
Han Ping finally stood up and looked moved.
He was born into a great master of Taoism. After seventy years of practice, he may not be considered a master, but he can understand all the Taoisms in the world.
But he had never heard of the Taoist technique that almost covered the whole city.
"In this world, there are not only Taoist techniques...and also formations!"
Lianlian Lie's expression was indifferent:
"Mu Qingliu is not his opponent. If you don't ask, you can tell that his cultivation is only as good as Zhang Xuanba back then! I am not a fool. If I have no support, how dare I say that I will be hostile to him?"
"This battle, with 18 magic weapons as the core, mobilized the power of the rivers in the south of the Yangtze River, turned water into air, and it was as heavy as a mountain!
Those who enter this formation will be unable to move in an instant, like a blind and deaf person carrying a mountain. Even if Zhang Xuanba is resurrected, he is not my opponent!"
As the words echoed, Lian Huanlie's depression that had been accumulated in his heart for a long time finally came out:
"If he dares to come..."
"Master Lie!"
Suddenly, a scream interrupted the Lianli's voice. The rough man almost broke the sound, and his finger-clicked arms and his whole body were trembling:
"He, he..."
"Um?!"
Lianhuan was shocked and suddenly looked out the window.
Click!
At the right time, a thunder broke through the sky, and the ink-colored clouds were separated.
The endless mist seems to have a gap, and a light hits the gap of dark clouds and falls on the river passing by the city.
A small boat crossed the river, at the bow, under the hat, a pair of bright eyes that looked like torches, passed through the clouds and mist:
"Mr. Yang is here, how are you staying?"
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Rumble!
The rivers of all rivers enter the sea eastward, and the rolling waves rise several feet high, dozens of feet high, and the overwhelming waves are constantly banging on both sides of the straits and the high platforms.
On the Xuan Iron High Platform, many masters of Canghai City gathered here, and various true spirits were connected into one, and even a wave of tens of millions of pounds could not be approached.
On both sides of the strait, thousands of people gathered, with swords coming out of their sheath and roaring, and even overwhelming the sound of returning to the sea.
At this moment, the sound of Dongyue entering the sea estuary was so noisy and boiling, but it seemed extremely quiet.
There are hundreds of thousands of elite Dongyue Road masters, masters, on both sides of the straits, and on the tower ships above the sea.
Everyone's eyes gathered in one place above the dark clouds.
Click!
Lightning and thunder, storm, storm, sea surging, waves surging...
Under the terrifying power of the sky, even those tower ships rose and fell from time to time, as if they could be overturned at any time.
However, where everyone's eyes gathered, there were small boats standing like rocks in the violent storm.
No matter how fierce the wind and waves are, they cannot be shaken or overturned.
Because the figures standing on the boats are all masters of the times, including the lord of the islands of the South China Sea and the leader of the East Vietnam martial arts world.
There is also the lord of the Canghai City in Dongyue, and the iron flows!
"Here you come!"
Above a small boat, Tie Pifa's eyes suddenly condensed, and many small boats shook together, causing waves to explode.
But I saw that under the storm and rain, there were figures from far to near in the turbulent tide.
Compared to the mighty power of the sky, the person is as small as dust, and seems to be swallowed by violent waves at any time.
However, the moment when the figure appeared in the eyes of many people, the storm and the surging sea seemed to fade away at this moment.
That was not very tall figure, filling and occupying all the perspectives of everyone!
In a trance, I felt the darkness fading away, and the light was dazzling, like a red sun jumping out from the East China Sea, radiating thousands of feet of light!
"The limit of martial arts is almost like a god or a Buddha!"
The sound of praise that the storm could not suppress broke the balance in everyone's hearts and made the masters who were impressed by it come back to their senses.
"Such martial will!"
This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! Tie Pifa only felt the trembling in his heart spread to his limbs and bones, and he was actually trembling!
Under the city of Canghai, Dongyue, there are hundreds of thousands of elite and masters gathered in the base camp, fearing one person!
"Northwest King, Yang Yu..."
A series of almost moaning murmurs were drowned in the roar of the waves.
At this moment, all the masters were shocked on the Xuan Iron Platform and on the boat in the endless ocean.
Feeling an unparalleled trend!
The warrior values ​​body, the master values ​​qi, the master values ​​gods, and the martial saint combines three elements and emphasizes power!
At this moment, everyone felt an indescribable magnificent momentum in the swordsman coming across the sea.
It is a life-long invincible momentum that is produced by traversing all directions and pushing across all directions!
"Yang Yu..."
In the storm, everyone was looking at the mysterious swordsman coming across the sea, Tie Hengliu's heart was extremely turbulent.
For this day, he prepared for more than ten years.
He called three martial saints from the islands of the South China Sea and invited Hanlongjun, the leader of the martial arts world in Dongyue, at a great cost.
With all kinds of treasures, more than a dozen masters of magical power were invited to induce magical powers behind them, and there were even two masters of the Ten Masters!
Even the 180,000 most elite navy troops in Dongyuedao were mobilized by him, trying to break the momentum with force.
However, all of this seemed to have become meaningless after he saw the King of Northwest with his own eyes...
"Invincible power, invincible person..."
Even Tie Canghai was like this, and the people who were walking with him felt that there was a collapse in front of him, and their minds couldn't help but shake.
This is not because they are not determined.
In fact, those who dare to stand here at this moment are all the most determined masters of the world.
However……
"Traveling all over the four fields and eighty states, fighting all over the world invincible... Your power has surpassed Zhang Xuanba at the peak of that year!"
Finally, the iron flow opened its mouth:
"Ancient Immortals and Buddhas may be just like this?"
Between the surging waves, Yang stopped and raised his eyes.
At this moment, he felt hundreds of thousands of gazes, frightened, horrified, awe, and murderous intent.
This overwhelming gaze was like the most blazing flames in the world, which made him feel turbulent.
"Canghai City is worthy of being the best in the world."
Yang Yu's voice was mixed in the waves, but not blown away by the wind. Even the many masters on both sides of the estuary could hear it clearly.
"Lord of Iron City, retreat."
Retreat!
The calm voice contains extremely strong will, just like the truth from the words of the immortals and Buddhas in the legend.
In this moment, in addition to the iron flowing, even the many masters he invited to help the boxing subconsciously took a step back.
On the Xuan Iron High Platform, there were even masters who took a step back and fell into the ocean...
"retreat?"
Tie Hengliu sneered and laughed loudly, and finally turned into a thunderous laughter:
"I have been fighting with others, fighting the court, fighting the sea... I have not retreated yet. What are you, and you dare to let me retreat?!"
Rumble!
Amid the earth-shaking explosion, countless waves soared into the sky, like the roar of the real dragons that were stirring up the world in ancient legends.
In the mist of the sky, the iron flowed across the body burst out with dazzling light. The person, his intention, his momentum was boiling and burning!
"Only Tie Hengliu who died in battle, and the lord of Canghai who did not give in!"
In a trance, under the gaze of a group of people on both sides of the sea, there seemed to be a god roaring in the sea.
Wrapped with huge waves, he slapped at the tiny and dusty swordsman.
"Come on! Let me see your invincible fight in the world, the Four Elephant Fist of Heavenly Will!
"Is the Giant Spirit Mysterious Art?"
Looking at the figure who was stomping on the stairs, whistling like a god, Yang Yu raised his hand and clenched his fists.
Sun-Survey:
"good!"
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In the autumn of the 26th year of the New Calendar in the northwest, in Jiangnan Road, the owner of Lianhuanhuanli died in the long street. The gangs in Jiangnan all fled one after another. Jiangnan Road seemed to have changed hands.
In the 29th year of the New Calendar in the Northwest, the Pingxi Mitian Cultivation General Assembly was uprooted. The masters in the sect went to 70 to 80% of them, and millions of them were scattered.
In the winter of the 31st year, in the Tiandao Tomb Mountain in Lingnan, tens of thousands of swords danced on the long sky, and never set a day.
The next day, the gate of Tiandaozuo was closed and the mountain was closed and the mountain was not out...
The New Calendar of the Northwest, the summer of the 33rd year.
On the coast of the East China Sea, thousands of waves are shocking, the lord of Canghai City in Dongyue Road is iron flowing, and the three martial saints are killed in battle...
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Starts from the northwest and ends from the east.
In the past 14 years, the Northwest King Yang Yu lived in Ding'an, Dongyang, Linlong, Jiangnan, Pingxi, Lingnan, Dongyue...
Traveling across seven paths, twenty-one states, and fighting invincible hands all over the world!
Chapter completed!