Qingcheng Mountain, after hundreds of years, has long been a first-class sect in the world. Although it is not as powerful as the Five Mountains Sword Sect, it is not as long-standing as Shaolin Wudang, and it is the leader in martial arts. However, over the past hundred years, heroes have emerged in large numbers, and the leaders of the past generations are all heroes of the world.
Even though the contemporary leader Yu Canghai is quite shady, he can still be regarded as a martial arts master in the area. When people in the world mention him, they still call him: Master Yu.
Today, Qingcheng Mountain is littered with corpses. Walking along the mountain road to the Qingcheng main hall, the corpses of Qingcheng disciples wearing green shirts are everywhere. Among them, the fourth outstanding figure of the younger generation of the Qingcheng sect is also impressive.
Among them, there were also some corpses of masked men in black, but they were very few in number.
"What a bullshit great master, a person like a local chicken and a dog!" An old voice came from the Qingcheng Sect's main hall, Songfeng Temple, laughing.
At this time, Songfeng Temple was in ruins. In front of the temple, there were dozens of men in black surrounding three or four Qingcheng disciples in Qingcheng. Among the Qingcheng people, there was a dwarf holding a long sword, standing proudly.
It is Yu Canghai, the leader of the Qingcheng Sect.
At this time, Yu Canghai's face was full of anger and he had several wounds. He looked quite embarrassed. He stared at the men in black around him with two triangular eyes.
The group of masked men in black, led by an old man with a gray beard and a handsome young man, was none other than Ding Chunqiu and Murong Fu.
"Where did you come from, monsters!" Yu Canghai shouted, but he was a little out of breath.
"Mr. Murong, I think we don't need to talk to him anymore. This Qingcheng faction has been blown up to the sky. In fact, it is vulnerable. Even if it is subdued, it will be of no use. Just destroy it."
Ding Chunqiu shook his goose feather fan and waved his hand seemingly casually. A green mist suddenly drifted towards Yu Canghai, and a fishy and unpleasant smell suddenly filled the air.
Yu Canghai knew that this person was powerful in using poison and did not dare to block him. He calmly took a step back and stood behind a disciple.
The disciple was stunned for a moment. Then his face was covered by green mist. He screamed several times and died.
Ding Chunqiu sneered and was about to use the poison again, but Murong Fu waved his hand to stop him and said: "Mr. Ding was harmed by that little thief Su Yang, and his skills were greatly damaged. How about absorbing this person's internal energy?"
"That's what I meant!" Ding Chunqiu laughed: "I didn't expect that it was a blessing in disguise. After being injured, I was able to glimpse the wonders of Beiming Divine Art from this transformation body. Mr. Murong, I have to thank you very much.
.With your help, I have recovered all my powers in less than three months."
"Mr. Ding, you don't have to be polite. If you teach me the magical skills of Beiming, it can be regarded as reciprocating a favor!"
It turned out that Ding Chunqiu's martial arts were severely damaged after being vomited blood by Su Yangqi, and he met Murong Fu. Murong Fu had already joined forces with Dongfang Bubai and others. He found that Ding Chunqiu's martial arts was not as good as before, so he used this as a threat.
Threatening Ding Chunqiu to hand over the secret book of Huigong.
Ding Chunqiu had no choice but to obey and survive.
This was also a coincidence. Ding Chunqiu's skills plummeted, while Murong Fu was smart by nature. The two of them practiced Hua Qigong at the same time, and actually learned some methods of Beiming Magic to absorb the opponent's internal energy. Although it was inferior to the genuine Beiming Magic,
There is still a big gap, but the power is also extraordinary. A master can always absorb 10% to 20% of his 10% power. After being resolved, less than half of the 20% can be used for his own use.
The two looked at each other for a while, laughed loudly at the same time, and after finishing their laughter, they rushed towards Yu Canghai at the same time.
"What a thief!" Yu Canghai swung three swords in succession, bringing the exquisiteness of Qingcheng's swordsmanship to its extreme. Countless sword shadows seemed to flash around him.
At this moment, Yu Canghai even felt that his martial arts had improved by three points.
But the next moment, the three Qingcheng disciples next to Yu Canghai vomited blood and flew out. Ding Chunqiu and Murong Fu had hit Yu Canghai at the same time, and their hands were spread behind Yu Canghai at the same time. Yu Canghai felt that his energy was flowing all over his body.
It usually leaks outward, and after a while, the whole body becomes weak, and even the strength to hold the sword is gone.
Qingcheng was destroyed, and Yucanghai was destroyed.
There is a turmoil in the world, and there seems to be a huge secret power that is constantly encroaching on various sects.
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Songshan Golden Summit.
Gong Jiu was dressed in white. Six of the Thirteen Taibao of Songshan were left. Zuo Lengchan stood half a foot behind Gong Jiu respectfully.
In order to force out Han Bing's true energy, Su Yang fed Zuo Lengchan the poison of a counterfeit version of the Three Corpses Brain Pill. Zuo Lengchan was frightened for half a year, but the poison did not appear. It turned out that He Tieshou was also careless.
Careless women, the fake version of the poison they made actually failed. The shell was too thick and the brainworm was suffocated inside.
Gong Jiu came alone and showed off his shocking martial arts. He calmed Zuo Lengchan and mentioned Su Yang. The two hit it off. Zuo Lengchan led the Songshan Sect to withdraw from the Five Mountains Sword Sect and follow Gong Jiu. Gong Jiu agreed.
, after killing Su Yang, let Zuo Lengchan command the Fifteen Mountains and become the leader of the Fifteen Mountains Alliance.
There are fifteen mountains, three worlds, and one five mountains.
.......
The deep valley has been lonely for hundreds of years, and no one knows about the Wei and Jin Dynasties.
Valley of Heartlessness.
The owner of the valley, Gongsun Zhi, has been alone for ten years since his wife died. During these ten years, even if he did not leave the valley, few outsiders came to the valley.
But today, a group of men in black broke in from outside the valley. The leaders of them had unheard of martial arts skills. The top disciple under him couldn't even take a move from the opponent's leader, so his iron staff was broken.
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"Master Gongsun Valley, I will only ask you once, are you willing to surrender?"
Dozens of masked men in black stood on the edge of Broken Heart Cliff, forcing Gongsun Zhi to the side of the cliff.
"Who are you?" Gongsun Zhi held a black and white sword and retreated step by step towards the cliff behind him. The strange man in red in front of him had the body skills of a ghost, and his internal strength was extremely profound. When he first entered the Valley of Jueqing, he let himself
How the black and white swords changed so much, he just stood motionless, but couldn't cut him, and when he took action, he hit his fatal point three times in a row, but he didn't hit hard, otherwise he would have been a dead man by now.
"I know you are the son-in-law of Chenglong Kuai of the Iron Palm Gang, but that's right. Your wife is also dead, is it possible that your brother-in-law can still come to save you?" The weirdo in red covered his mouth and said with a smile.
When Gongsun Zhi heard this man talking about the Iron Palm Gang, he felt a surge of annoyance in his heart. If he hadn't killed his wife back then, she would have been able to help him today. Moreover, the Iron Palm Gang is the second largest gang in the world. These things
The weirdo with unknown origins might be able to let him go for the sake of the Iron Palm Gang.
"I'll count to three. If you don't surrender, just jump off the cliff." The man in red said calmly, followed by the familiar word "one".
"Don't, don't, don't, I surrender, I surrender!" Gongsun Zhi's mind turned around and he threw down the sword without hesitation, thinking in his heart, a man can be promoted and humbled. I think that woman was so cruel to me back then, but in order to imitate her
I also endured the martial arts, even Xiaorou
Kill him too. Didn't I finally catch the opportunity and push the woman down the abyss? As a human being, I need to be able to bear the insult. The weirdo in front of me is too skilled in martial arts. I might as well pretend to surrender and wait for an opportunity secretly to do it again.
It’s not too late to kill him!
The man in red nodded: "That's good. From your disciples, choose the ten with the highest martial arts skills. You will lead them. Follow me."
After he finished speaking, he turned around and threw a small pill, which landed in front of Gongsun Zhi.
"Oh, I rewarded you with this Three-Corpse Brain Pill. Just take it."
Gongsun Zhi: "...."
.......
The Iron Palm Gang is the second largest gang in the world, second only to the Beggars Gang.
Iron Palm Peak towers into the clouds, making it easy to defend but difficult to attack. Unless a martial arts master can reach it with extremely powerful martial arts, even the imperial army will be trapped but unable to attack. It is said that it is as stable as Mount Tai.
Gang leader Qiu Qianren is in the Iron Palm lobby, practicing hard on the Iron Palm skills.
"The second brother's magical skills are unparalleled. In the Huashan sword debate in a few years, he will definitely surpass all the heroes in terms of skill. Even the four immortals from the southeast, northwest and southeast are not enough." In the Iron Palm Hall, Qiu Qianren's brother Qiu Qianzhang praised at the side.
"Brother, you..." Qiu Qianren felt bad every time he saw this incompetent elder brother. He is old and immortal? It's not like he has never seen those four masters. Their martial arts have reached their peak. It would not be good to meet any of them casually.
When it came to the big brother's mouth, he turned into a chicken and a dog.
"Brother, do you have anything to say when you come today?" Qiu Qianren asked.
Qiu Qianzhang rolled his eyes and said: "Second brother, do you know why your martial arts is so high, but you can't be among the top five in the world?"
What else could be the reason? His martial arts is not high enough. Qiu Qianren secretly said nonsense, but said: "Why?"
Qiu Qianzhang said mysteriously: "Because you are not powerful enough!"
"What's the meaning?"
Qiu Qianzhang shook his head and said: "Think about it, Dongxie has several disciples who are powerful in the world, the Southern Emperor is the emperor of a country, and the Northern Beggar has the largest gang in the world, and the elders under him are all first-class masters.
Although Ouyang Feng is alone, his nephew has mastered his true heritage and is rarely an opponent. And look at our Iron Palm Gang, who else can do it except you?"
"Brother, if you have anything to say, just say it." Qiu Qianren said.
Qiu Qianzhang laughed loudly: "I traveled around the world today and made a few good friends. They are all top-notch in martial arts. I am about to introduce them to my elder brother. As long as our Iron Palm Gang can help them, these friends promise to help.
Big brother, ascend to the top of the world."
After saying that, he coughed a few times and said, "Good friends, please come out and meet me."
As soon as he finished speaking, several men in black walked out of the inner hall of the Iron Palm Hall. The first one was holding a crane-billed staff, and the other one had his face covered, but his eyes were shining brightly, and he was holding a stick in his hand.
The fine iron crutch, which weighs a hundred pounds, makes no sound when walking.
The last one to step out was Gongsun Zhi.
"First uncle, second uncle, Gongsun Zhi is polite." Gongsun Zhi said with a smile.
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But there are also some who hit the wall.
Wudang Mountain.
The Five Wudang Sons set up the Zhenwu Seven Intersection Formation. This formation was created by Zhang Sanfeng and the Seven Stars of the Big Dipper. Two people working together can defeat four equal masters, three people joining forces can defeat eight people, and four people joining forces can defeat sixteen people. Now the Wudang Five Sons
, struck at the same time, like a meat grinder, killing all the way from the Golden Summit of Wudang to the foot of Wudang Mountain. All the way up, corpses littered the field, and everyone who stood in his way died.
"A mere thief dares to come to Wudang Mountain to run wild. I'm so impatient." Zhang Songxi's arms twitched, and a cloud of blood was sprinkled on his long sword.
"No!" Yin Liting suddenly remembered something and exclaimed: "We have fallen into a trap. Master is alone in the Zhenwu Hall!"
The expressions of all the disciples changed, but Yu Lianzhou said calmly: "It doesn't matter. Master alone is better than the five of us."
In the Zhenwu Hall, Zhang Sanfeng was dressed in a hundred-knot Taoist robe. There were three people standing in front of him. One of them was Hebi Weng.
"Master Zhang, I haven't seen you for many days." Hebiweng Jiejie said with a strange smile: "I received a slap from you last time, and I'm here to repay you today."
Zhang Sanfeng glanced at Hebiweng and the two men in black behind him, feeling slightly surprised. Hebiweng's martial arts was much better than the last time they met. The two masked men in black behind him were calm and focused, their eyes
The slightest bit of light was exposed, and it was obvious that his martial arts were higher than that of Hebiweng. This kind of person was a great master who established a sect no matter where he was. How could he succumb to others?
A man in black suddenly took action. In both hands, one hand was yin and the other was yang, but it was the Xuanming Divine Palm. He actually practiced the Xuanming Divine Palm to the point where yin and yang complement each other.
In the past hundred years, there is only one person in the world who has such martial arts, and the master of Xuan Ming has done hundreds of harms to Taoists!
The other man waved his long sleeve and took out a piece of deer stick from his sleeve. Looking at his weapon, it turned out to be the deer stick guest who died in Su Yang's hands!
Hebi Weng roared and attacked at the same time.
In the Zhenwu Palace, four figures formed a group. It was not clear who was who. The wind roared in the hall, and the figures overlapped. The wind was as sharp as a knife within a foot of the figure, and roars came out one after another.
Suddenly, there was a snapping sound, the crane pen man screamed strangely, and the other two people also sprayed blood and flew out of the hall.
At this time, Wudang's five disciples had already rushed back and were about to pursue him. Zhang Sanfeng waved his hand and said calmly: "Don't chase the poor bandit. If you do many unjust things, you will be killed. If Wudang doesn't take him, God will take him."
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Ten miles away from Wudang Mountain, Hebiweng and the two men in black staggered. Finally, they could no longer suppress their injuries and fell to the ground, panting from exhaustion.
"Why is this old man's martial arts so unfathomable? When I fought against him many years ago, I thought he was just a few steps ahead of me. Now that my martial arts have skyrocketed, he is still a step ahead of me. It's really strange."
Hebiweng gritted his teeth and said.
Although the two men in black were vomiting blood, their eyes were dull and they did not answer Hebiweng's words.
"Brother, Master, you..." Hebi Weng glanced at them, sighed heavily, and shook his head. This evil method has some flaws after all. These two people are senior brothers and masters, but they are not.
There was a sound of footsteps in the distance. He Biweng raised his head and followed the sound, and saw Murong Fu and Ding Chunqiu, each with more than ten masked men in black, coming towards them.
"Murong Fu, you came at the right time. Quickly take the people with me to the mountain and kill that naughty old man." He Biweng never looked down upon Murong Fu. He always felt that he was too petty to become a great person.
Murong Fu walked to Hebi Weng and suddenly smiled. His smile was strange and not as respectful as before.
"What are you waiting for? Hurry up and do things, otherwise..." Hebi Weng was a little annoyed. Could it be that this kid saw that he was injured and was gloating about his misfortune?
"Yes, I'll go right away." Murong Fu and Ding Chunqiu looked at each other, and suddenly they struck at Hebiweng's ribs at the same time.
Hebi Weng was shocked and turned pale. He was about to use his energy to resist, but the true energy in his body leaked out like a tide. After a while, he became a mummy.
During this process, the two men in black led by He Biweng watched everything indifferently.
"Mr. Murong, this person's internal strength is not weak, he is a great addition!" Ding Chunqiu stroked his beard and said with a smile, "There is just one thing that is a bit troublesome."
"Please give me some advice from Mr. Ding." Murong Fu bowed and said.
"He was also Gong Jiu's confidant and a direct subordinate of Dongfang Bubai. Now he died in such an unexplained way. How am I going to explain it when I go back?"
"That's true." Murong Fu frowned, pointed at He Bi Weng's body, and said, "With the way he looks now, one can tell at a glance that he was possessed by Beiming Magic, but that little thief Su Yang is not in Wudang Mountain.
It’s better to…”
His voice suddenly became softer. Ding Chunqiu didn't hear clearly what he said, so he subconsciously came closer and asked, "What."
"It's better than this!" Before Murong Fu could finish his words, a cruel smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and at the same time, he hit Ding Chunqiu hard on the chest with his right palm.
"Traitor!" Ding Chunqiu was caught off guard and was knocked away by Murong Fu with a palm. Murong Fu was now at par with his skills. Ding Chunqiu was unprepared for this palm. His heart was interrupted immediately and he fell to the ground vomiting blood.
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Murong Fu walked slowly to Ding Chunqiu, with a hint of madness on his face: "You idiot. Since you taught me the Beiming Divine Art, didn't you think that this day would come to you?"
After saying that, he stood on Ding Chunqiu's head with one palm and struck it down hard. Ding Chunqiu could not resist and was sucked dry in the blink of an eye.
"Buried!" Murong Fu waved his hand at a group of masked men in black. The men in black, all expressionless, dug a big hole and threw the bodies of Ding Chunqiu and He Biweng down.
...
The world is turbulent and chaos is about to happen again.
In just a few months, Xingxiu Hai, Qingcheng Sect, Songshan Sect, Blood Knife Sect, Shenlong Island, Iron Palm Gang, Jueqing Valley, Huashan Sect led by Xian Yutong, etc., dozens of sects, large and small, and even Bai Bai
The Tuoshan chain, as well as most of the thirty-six caves and seventy-two islands, have experienced huge changes. Either the entire faction has been wiped out or has disappeared. Some have changed their banners.
Overnight, a new force emerged in the world, and the name of this force was: Yang Slayer Alliance.
Within a month, the Yang-Destroying Alliance started a huge war in the world. After conquering some of the initial small and medium-sized sects, the Yang-Destroying Alliance began to extend its tentacles to the traditional old-fashioned sects, and actually extended to the entire world at the same time.
A challenge was launched.
At first, the various sects in the Jianghu thought it was just a cult in the Jianghu. It was not a problem. Besides, no matter how powerful the Yang Slayer Alliance was, how could they compete with the entire Jianghu. However, they did not expect that the Yang Slayer Alliance had such amazing combat power that it could attack from all sides.
, the power is dispersed, and the world is in a state of chaos.
In desperation, they all joined forces to protect themselves.
Siyue Sword Sect and Shaolin Wudang have joined forces. Linghu Chong has now mastered the Dugu Nine Swords. Yu Fangzheng and Chongxu compete with each other on the plank road of Xuankong Temple every day, especially Chongxu. This old Taoist disciple is not good at it, but he is good at martial arts.
He was quite obsessed with it, dragging Linghu Chong to practice swordsmanship with him all day long, and often staying out all night, which made Yue Nuxia, the head of Huashan Taishang, secretly lose a lot of temper;
The Ancient Tomb and the Quanzhen sect were helping each other. In the past, the two factions were at loggerheads. After joining forces this time, even Li Mochou came back. Unexpectedly, the two sides discovered a secret passage that could connect between the Ancient Tomb and the Quanzhen sect's secret room.
It suddenly dawned on them that the relationship between the two factions was much deeper than they imagined.
The boy who discovered the secret passage was a little guy named Yang Guo who was sent by Guo Daxia to learn martial arts from the Quanzhen sect. The little guy was very spooky. It was said that he once found a fairy sister taking a bath in the secret passage...
It turns out that fairies also need to take a bath.
The Mingjiao and Wulin sects stopped making trouble and gathered in the back hill of Shaolin Temple to listen to Master Xie Xun's sermons. On this day, Master Xie Xun suddenly stood up, walked up to an old monk, and violently expelled his power.
The Seven Injury Fist caused the old monk named Yuan Zhen to vomit blood and die. Mingjiao and Shaolin almost started another war.
The Lingjiu Palace has no owner, and a group of female disciples have moved into the Xixia Palace. There are many young warriors in the Xixia Palace. Many of them have studied martial arts with the princess, and accidentally competed with the sisters from the Lingjiu Palace. They were pleasantly surprised.
It was discovered that the martial arts of both parties actually came from the same school.
Since they are from the same sect, they are brothers and sisters. It is natural for brothers and sisters to have close contact with each other. With such close contact, it is normal for something to happen. The female disciples of the Jiutianjiu Department of the Lingjiu Palace and the guards of the Xixia Palace are not.
Get along most harmoniously.
The disciples of the Beggar Clan don't want to eat anymore and gather together all day long to practice the Lotus Falling Dog Fighting Formation. However, there are too many people in the Beggar Clan. It is inevitable that some of them are weak in skills and are not even qualified to practice the Dog Fighting Formation. These people have no brains.
Be flexible, rob a high-ranking official's house, wait until you are caught and thrown into jail, and hide for a few days.
Over there, Fan Li asked Xi Shi: "Are you leaving?"
Xi Shi said: "Why didn't you ask me when you sent me here?"
Fan Li said: "I want to help the king restore his country!"
Xi Shi said: "Then why do you ask now?"
Fan Li said: "If the world is in chaos, the country will never be restored."
Xi Shi said: "It's too late for you to ask."
"Why?"
Xi Shi said: "I don't want to be given away by you to others for the second time, and the man next to me will never give it away to others even if his country is ruined and he dies."
Fan Li said solemnly: "But you don't love him!"
Xishi suddenly smiled: "What is love?"
Fan Li said: "I love you!"
Xi Shi shook his head: "We only love ourselves, you, me, your Majesty, and everyone in the world is the same."
Fan Li: "You forgot, he is an enemy! Besides, there is no love between you!"
Xi Shi sighed: "I haven't forgotten, I also know."
Fan Li asked: "Then why are you?"
Xi Shi said: "I am just a woman, and he treats me well. This is enough."
Fan Li left the palace.
Many years later, he was sitting on the wealth of the world. His king became the overlord of the country, and their enemies and former lovers had all turned into withered bones.
On the battlefield in the world, they were completely victorious and devastated, but on another battlefield, they were defeated by a man that that woman didn't love at all.
Fan Li didn't know what love was until the day he died.
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The sky is full of wind and snow. In the snow valley.
Di Yun looked out of the valley, thoughtfully.
There was a pair of arms behind him, gently holding his waist.
"Do you want to go out?" Shui Sheng asked.
Di Yun frowned and said nothing.
"The world is in chaos. It is a great opportunity for a man to make contributions. You have martial arts skills, but you are accompanying me in this small valley at this time. It is inevitable that you will waste your life." Shui Sheng turned his head and said: "You can go, I can understand.
I don’t blame you, I’m waiting for you to come back.”
She was wearing a robe made of snow-carved leather, like a little animal shivering in the cold wind.
Tears flowed out and condensed into ice crystals.
Di Yun suddenly turned his head and patted Shui Sheng's head gently: "What are you talking about? I'm thinking we need to find a big stone to block the exit of the valley to prevent those people outside from bothering us again.
"
"Ah?" Shui Sheng was stunned, surprised and surprised at the same time: "You, you won't leave?"
Di Yun rubbed her head and said with a smile: "What good is there out there? You kill me. If I kill you, only a fool goes out."
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Jiangnan, misty rain Jiangnan.
A white horse and a woman.
Li Wenxiu is still as light as a wisp of smoke.
Li Wenxiu led the white horse and came from the desert, walked through the south of the Yangtze River, walked through the fighting, walked through the revelry, and saw all the power and martial arts.
Baima has grown old, and Li Wenxiu is no longer the young girl, but she is still a person.
The south of the Yangtze River is really very good, with its heroic young men, bright flowers, and beautiful mountains. These are all very good.
But she just didn't like it.
Who can ask a woman to do something he doesn't like and marry someone she doesn't like?
No one, not even the years, can cruelly and indifferently take away her appearance, but cannot change her mind and pride.
Maybe one day, she will meet the one she likes, but before that, she won't stay for any reason.
I am a free-walking flower. I would rather wither than bloom because of others.
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The busiest one is Mr. Wei Xiaobao Wei!
This gentleman has been busy recruiting talents for the imperial court recently. His mansion in the capital is now overcrowded. Every hero in the world has to pay three thousand taels of silver to enter the palace. When the storm is over, he will have to work for the imperial court for two years.
White labor.
When it comes to recruiting "talented people" and asking for "talented people" to collect money, Mr. Wei is probably the first in history. There is no other reason. Today's Duke Lu Ding's residence is almost the most tightly guarded place besides the imperial palace.
Firearms Battalion, Xiaoqi Battalion, Green Battalion, and Pioneer Battalion, with three floors inside and three floors outside, completely surrounded Duke Lu Ding's mansion. If they want to invade Duke Lu Ding's mansion and kill people, I'm afraid it won't be possible without an army of 20,000 to 30,000 people.
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In the Taihang Mountains, a group of men in black were robbing. The people being robbed were an old man, a young man, a grandson and a grandson. The old lady had been kicked to the ground, and the grandson was whimpering.
After the Yang Slayer Alliance emerged in the world, there were many gangsters in the world. They wore black clothes that were worn by members of the Sun Slayer Alliance, pretended to be members of the Sun Slayer Alliance, and engaged in despicable activities.
Behind the woods, there are four people, the Four Heroes of Taiyue.
Chang Changfeng opened the monument with both palms, clenching tightly and making a banging sound with his fists.
Hua Jianying stared hard at the group of men in black in front of him, his hand holding the sword trembling a little.
"Eight steps to chase the toad, race Zhuanzhu, tread on the snow without leaving a trace, fly on water with one foot, double thorns covering seven provinces." Gai Yiming asked in a low voice: "Brother, these people seem to be from the Yang-Destroying Alliance."
"Then what should we do?" Hua Jianying said in a trembling voice: "The Yang Slayer Alliance is so powerful. If we spoil their good deeds, we brothers can't afford it."
Chang Changfeng was a little hesitant: "Brother, do we, the Four Heroes of Taiyue, care about this matter?"
Xiaoyaozi frowned: "Let me think about it, think about it carefully."
Gai Yiming said again: "Brother, didn't we learn martial arts secrets last time? The benevolent one is invincible!"
"But my martial arts hasn't improved yet?" Hua Jianying asked doubtfully.
"That's second brother. Your martial arts has reached its peak." Gai Yiming said.
At this moment, the man in black in the distance had drawn a big sword and was about to cut.
The three brothers asked Xiaoyaozi at the same time: "Brother, are you going to make it? If not, it will be too late!"
Xiaoyaozi seemed to have made a lot of determination and waved his fist heavily: "Damn, I can't control a lot of this. We don't know whether a benevolent person is invincible or not, but if we don't care about this matter and become a coward, we Taiyue
Do the Four Heroes still have the nerve to hang out in the world? Aren’t the Four Heroes of Taiyue going to be called the Four Turtles of Taiyue?”
"Yes, yes, the eldest brother is the eldest brother. That's so good!" Hua Jianying nodded heavily: "I want to be a hero, not a turtle!"
