In the City Lord's Mansion, above the school grounds, under the moonlit night, Murong Longcheng held a long sword about four feet long and danced solo. The long sword flew like a silver light. Looking from a distance, his whole body was covered by a silver light.

surrounded.

The guards and subordinates looked at this scene and applauded one after another.

Although Murong Longcheng's surname is Murong and his ancestors are authentic foreigners, after so many years, his appearance is no different from that of a pure Han Chinese.

With a height of more than eight feet and a face like a crown jewel, coupled with the bonus of his status as a master, most people will fall in love with him the first moment they see him, not to mention these subordinates who have been with him all year round.

One or two of them wish they could turn into licking dogs...

"Brother's swordsmanship has improved again!"

"My eldest brother was originally a master. Now that his swordsmanship has improved, his swordsmanship is one of the best in the world. Even Nanzhao Sword Master Duan Siping is no more than this, right?"

After a while, Murong Longcheng sheathed his sword. Of course he heard the comments of his subordinates, so he said modestly: "My swordsmanship is now considered a master, but it is still very early to be perfected. As for being invincible in the world, it is still a long time ago."

It’s just a joke.”

Although he looks modest, his tone and tone are full of satisfaction. You must know that Murong Longcheng is only twenty-six years old this year, and he is already a master master and the lord of a city. Such achievements have naturally cultivated him

The habit of pride.

"That's right, you're not that stupid, and you have some self-awareness, otherwise I would have laughed at you!"

"Huh? Who is your friend?" As he spoke, Murong Longcheng clenched the long sword in his right hand, and raised his index finger with his left hand. Once the enemy appeared, give him a finger first before talking.

"Hahaha, I, Xiaoyaozi, have achieved great success in martial arts today. The number one position in the world must belong to me, but I have no say in it, so I'll start with you."

Murong Longcheng's face turned dark when he heard this. He was someone who wanted to restore the country and raise an army. Although he only occupied one city, he could still be regarded as a small warlord and a small prince.

Face and reputation are more important to him than life!

"No need to look for it, I'm here! If you want to blame it, it's just your bad luck!"

Roar!

The next moment, Murong Longcheng looked up at the sky, his eyes full of surprise and suspicion!

What did he see?

Above the sky, Xiaoyaozi's white clothes were fluttering, and a hundred-foot-sized Kunpeng was sitting. This Kunpeng swallowed clouds, rain and mist, and formed white clouds with every breath.

Originally, it was night at this moment, and there was a full moon in the sky. However, at this moment, the full moon was moved by the huge Kunpeng, making it look like the Kunpeng swallowed the moon.

Although in Lin Sen's eyes, this scene has many flaws, Kunpeng is also very fake, and the clouds can only be seen but not touched. It can even be said that any elementary school student can create it, at most five and a half taels, and no more

too much!

But in this world without special effects, movies, TV or virtual reality technology, this Kunpeng is amazing enough!

At least the guards who were about to shout and kill stopped, and some even knelt down and called the immortal.

As for the people in the city, they were even more surprised. They were doing everything!

"Immortal, Immortal!"

Hearing this, Lin Sen was even more satisfied.

"Immortal, I want to marry you!"

Following the sound, Lin Sen glanced at a tank and almost vomited. With a wave of his sleeves, the scene in front of him ended immediately. Kunpeng, the clouds and mist disappeared, leaving only Xiaoyaozi himself.

In the air.

"Feng Xu Yufeng, senior is really awesome, Longcheng admires him."

snort!

His mind was filled with the tanks he had just seen, and Lin Sen was not going to pretend any longer: "Hmph, today is the day when I will come out. I will kill you with one punch!"

One punch!

This punch did not have any fancy infuriating effects, it did not transform the infuriating energy into shape, it did not come with its own background music, and it did not manifest more than a dozen divine dragons. But just this joke-like punch made Murong Longcheng feel like he was facing a formidable enemy.

, the Shenhe Finger is no longer needed, and the Dragon City Sword Technique is no longer needed. He has used the family's spirit-shifting technique to the extreme.

crisis!

crisis!

Fatal crisis!

…

Three days had passed since Lin Sen showed up, and Murong Longcheng had been conquered by him, at least at the oral level. As for whether he was convinced or not, it didn't matter, Lin Sen didn't care at all.

From Lin Sen's point of view, Murong Longcheng was a gangster anyway, and those who were gangsters were either killed or killed, and every one of them counted as one, and if they were brought to Da Qin, they would all be treated as scum.

There was no one who was unjustly accused at every level. Now after defeating him, he was just letting him be his younger brother, which is already very tolerant. As for Murong Longcheng's own thoughts, do they matter?

"Senior, once this flag is hung out, it will be difficult to take it back. As far as I know, there are many crouching tigers and hidden dragons in the world, and once it is hung up..."

While speaking, Murong Longcheng was also hesitant. Although he had always thought of raising an army to restore the country, and boasted that he could endure the intolerance of ordinary people, looking at the flag in his hand, he had the thought of regret for the first time.

Originally, he wanted to hug his thigh, but now it seems that there is something wrong with this senior's brain. Anyone with any brain would not do this.

It turns out that Lin Sen ordered Murong Longcheng to make a banner with seven characters written on it - Invincible in the world!

Murong Longcheng was one of the flag bearers designated by Lin Sen, which was a big deal! At least Murong Longcheng wanted to refuse!

Can anyone claim to be an invincible fighter in the world?

Even if you are really the best in the world, that is just the way your friends in the world praise you rather than claiming it. How is it possible to claim yourself and convince people in the world?

It might even attract the attention of many old monsters, and then you might accidentally die before you get out of the way.

"Huh? I defeated you and spared your life. According to the rules of the world, your life belongs to me? Do you not want to live anymore?"

With that said, Lin Sen put down the teacup in his hand and slapped the table hard. The table shattered with a bang, but the teacup was still floating in the air, motionless.

"Senior, just be happy, little one, just do it!" Under the threat of Lin Sen's fist, Murong Longcheng made a choice from his heart!

On this day Xiaoyaozi left the city, and there were more than a hundred people who left with him. They were all riding horses, while Xiaoyaozi himself was sitting on a carriage.

Murong Longcheng was responsible for carrying the flag. He walked at the front carrying the flag that said "Invincible Fighter in the World". It was a flag with silver characters on a black background. It was very conspicuous when the wind blew.

when

when

when

"The old immortal is invincible in the world!"

"Xiaoyao old immortal, his magic power is boundless, he will enjoy immortal blessings forever, and his life span will be as long as the heavens!"

Listening to the sound of gongs and drums in his ears and the shouts of his subordinates, Murong Longcheng, who was carrying the flag in his hand, felt extremely embarrassed. In his heart, he was always ready to escape, once the old devil was no longer an enemy.

If he meets his opponent, he will run away quickly.

Life is the most important!

Just as Murong Longcheng expected, there were countless people from all walks of life who took action against them along the way, but ordinary cats and dogs were dismissed by Murong Longcheng. Xiaoyaozi would only take action personally if he couldn't deal with them.

One punch!

One punch!

Still a punch!

The Wang family's overlord gun, which was so powerful in Hebei and known as the first gun in Hebei, was broken by Xiaoyaozi with a punch. Then the owner of the family committed suicide shouting the slogan that the gun is killing people and killing people.

Lin Daxia, who is known as the best in swordsmanship and lightness kung fu in the land of Heshuo, had just bypassed Murong Longcheng. Before he could get close to Xiaoyaozi's carriage, Xiaoyaozi pointed his finger across the carriage and lost one of his legs. He fell directly from the air to the ground.

On the road, a dog fell and ate shit. He hit the ground face first and his nose was crooked. This would be the end of the rest of his life for an ordinary person.

Seeing the fate of this great hero Lin, Murong Longcheng felt sad and immediately put his thoughts aside. At the same time, he suddenly realized that although this senior was a bit arrogant, he was still quite strong.

When we arrived in Henan, it happened that the best Khitan master came to challenge the heroes of the Central Plains. This master was born between the white mountains and black waters. He had strange bones since he was a child. He was extremely talented in external skills. He just used a crude iron cloth to

Shi Shi had developed the indestructible power of the Vajra. Wherever he passed, no one was left alive under a pair of fleshy palms.

But after he knocked over Murong Longcheng and smashed Xiaoyaozi's carriage, when he came to Xiaoyaozi, he was punched to death by Xiaoyaozi!

This punch was not an insidious move like the Heart-piercing Palm, which targets the internal organs, nor was it the Plum Blossom Palm, which was designed to break the external strong energy, nor did it use the method of transporting energy like beating a cow across a mountain. It was just an ordinary punch.

Using his strength, he smashed the iron cloth shirt of the Khitan's top master head-on, and beat him to death in the aftermath. His whole body was turned into a ball of flesh, and even his human appearance was gone!

If you haven't seen it with your own eyes, who in the world would dare to believe it?

By this moment, Xiaoyaozi's reputation had gradually spread, and those martial arts people who came to make fun of him did not dare to challenge him.

Three months later, a Taoist senior who had lived in seclusion in the mountains and cultivated his innate Qi for a period of time took action. After one punch, the Wuji Qi that the senior had cultivated for a lifetime was shaken away, but the good news is that he survived.

Half a year later, Lin Sen went to Huashan Mountain to play chess and discuss Taoism with Fuyaozi, who was known as the true immortal in the world. Fuyaozi talked about the Xiantian Diagram and the Wuji Diagram, Lin Sen talked about Zhuangzi and Kunpeng, and Fuyaozi talked about the way of Feng Shui and the method of finding dragons and tapping acupoints.

, Lin Sen talks about functions, integrals, differentials...

In the end, the two communicated for three days and three nights on the top of Mount Huashan. Fuyaozi happily said that he was no match, but he gained a lot of knowledge that he had never seen before.

And Lin Sen also obtained a lot of high-level secret information that Murong Longcheng didn't know. It turns out that there are so many masters in the world.

A year later, Xiaoyaozi has gradually gained the title of No. 1 in the world!
To be continued...