At night, dark clouds covered the sun, thunder rumbled from the sky, and strong wind and rain came in an instant, shrouding Longmen Inn in darkness.
Several bolts of lightning struck down heavily, throwing out large areas of pale white, and strong winds raged. A team of horses broke through the rain curtain and stopped in front of the inn like a gust of wind. The passengers on the horses, all wearing weapons and hats and raincoats, dismounted neatly in front of the gate.
In the inn, Jin Xiangyu was packing up the account books when he suddenly heard loud noises outside the house, the two doors banged loudly, and someone kept calling the door.
"What son of a bitch, you just closed the door and then opened it!"
A good life was waving to her. Jin Xiangyu was now hardened and shouted: "Don't open it for him, or he will die in the rain! Knock, knock, knock, you mother-in-law Sangmenxing, you have to knock again,
Girl, I will"
Before he finished speaking, a loud bang was heard, and the door was knocked open.
The wind and rain blew violently, blowing the gold and jade account books flying all over the sky, and a large number of people poured into the lobby.
The leader had a strong build and long and narrow eyes, and glared at him fiercely: "Jin Xiangyu, you have the heart of a bear and the courage of a leopard, how dare you not let us in?"
"Ouch! Isn't this the young city lord of Wushuang City, Lord Dugu Ming?"
Jin Xiangyu stretched out his hand, and the account books seemed to be caught by an invisible hand and flew back to the table.
Her eyes flickered, she looked around Dugu Ming, and it fell on the faces of a burly monk and an evil young man. She smiled like a flower and said: "It's raining so hard outside, who knows who the young city lord is? Do you have any idea?"
It’s a lot, so please forgive me!”
"Hmph! If it weren't for the fact that this is the only place within a hundred miles of Longmen Pass, I wouldn't have come to this black shop like yours!"
Dugu Ming took off his raincoat with displeasure and threw it aside: "Bring the wine and food! Open the room!"
Jin Xiangyu smiled: "Young City Master, please provide me with plenty of food and wine. This upper room is full!"
"Full? Ha! It seems there are quite a few people waiting for it!"
Dugu Ming smiled coldly, took a step forward, and shouted loudly: "Dugu Ming is here in Wushuang City. Those rats who want to capture the Fire Monkey, come out and die!"
As soon as the sonorous words came out, it was like a whirlwind blowing across all the rooms.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
For a while, I was observing secretly, and some martial arts people who couldn't restrain themselves showed up one after another, surrounding Wushuang City with eager eyes.
"The three heroes of Kunlun, the five masters of Ruyi, the seven swords of Bashan... there are quite a few people from the ten sects here!"
Dugu Ming glanced over, raised his head and laughed: "But it's less than I thought. It's been twenty years since you were massacred by Wuming, and your vitality has not yet recovered!"
"Dugu Ming, don't be so presumptuous!"
"Put down the fire monkey and spare your life!"
"Wushuang City has long since set in the west, and it no longer has the power it once had!"
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He doesn't slap people in the face, he doesn't expose his shortcomings when he scolds them. Dugu Ming's words obviously touched the pain point of the ten sects. Everyone was furious and started to curse one after another.
"mob!"
Dugu Ming looked arrogant to the crowd, but secretly communicated with the two people around him: "Have the people from the Tianxiahui arrived? According to the secret report, the three hall masters are no longer in Tianshan!"
"Young City Master, don't worry, we are fully prepared!"
The monk recited the Buddha's name silently, and the evil boy showed murderous intent on his eyebrows, but said in a cold voice: "If Bu Jingyun and Nie Feng come, not only will they not be able to take away the fire monkey, but they will also keep their lives!"
"good!"
Dugu Ming raised the corner of his mouth and revealed a cruel smile: "Then let's kill!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he flew up and kicked out his legs wildly, turning into countless strong winds, roaring in all directions.
Unparalleled legs!
The martial arts inheritance in Wushuang City is very interesting. It is the seven-series Wushuang Divine Sword, Wushuang Divine Palm, Wushuang Divine Legs, Wushuang Divine Spear, Wushuang Divine Spear, Wushuang Divine Whip and Wushuang Divine Hammer created by Wushuang Madam.
The names of these seven schools may seem arrogant, but they are indeed extremely mysterious and profound skills, with few rivals in their respective fields.
Thirty years ago, Dugu Sword Master was born and replaced the Wushuang Divine Sword with the Holy Spirit Sword Technique. Wushuang City became even more powerful and almost unrivaled in the world. Unfortunately, Dugu Sword Master was defeated by Wuming, sealed his sword and retired to seclusion, and Wushuang City also flourished.
decline.
At this moment, Dugu Ming only wanted to establish his power. With the suffocating pressure, the top ten sects' masters felt their eyes blurred. Before the move was released, they were hit in countless legs and vomited blood and flew away.
Only fast will not break!
"superior!"
Dugu Ming gained the upper hand and was unyielding. He let out a tiger roar. Except for the monk and the young man who were guarding a copper cauldron half as tall as a man, other masters from Wushuang City rushed out and killed him.
"Ah! Go quickly! Go quickly!"
From time to time, faint screams could be heard from the copper cauldron. It was obvious that the Fire Monkey was among them. Previously, countless fiery eyes were focused on it, but now they have all turned into screaming and running away. The tables, chairs and dishes are unknown.
How much was destroyed.
The gold-inlaid jade disappeared, and the shopkeeper's waiter had already avoided it.
Anyone with a discerning eye can see that now is the warm-up stage and is far from reaching the peak stage.
In the guest room on the second floor, Gu Cheng was also leisurely watching Wushuang City show off its power. Next to him stood the thin-cheeked Wang Zhong.
He rolled his eyes and was thinking about something when he suddenly heard the master ask: "Do you believe the rumors about the Clay Bodhisattva?"
"Don't believe it!"
Wang Zhong thought for a while and shook his head: "Those who know how to change don't predict, and those who are good at changing don't predict. Such people will not end well!"
"The remnants of Jianwen really shouldn't believe in fate, otherwise they would have given up hope long ago."
Gu Cheng laughed in his heart.
In fact, he doesn't believe in fate. The so-called fate is just a kind of manipulation by God.
In the extraordinary world, no matter how elusive God's will is, it can still be touched in the end, so why should we be afraid?
But in this world, the power of destiny can be transformed into substantial power, greatly increasing combat power, which is particularly important.
Among the four major forces, the Tianxiahui has the fastest rise. In just over twenty years, it has grown from nothing to the largest gang in the world. It is precisely with the help of Fengyun that the destiny of Xionghe has soared. Everything can be accomplished and everything will go wrong.
Clay Bodhisattva is very important.
For example, in the world of the Sui Dynasty, Yuan Tiangang's lineage had insight into the secrets of heaven, and they could only calculate that the fate of the country in the Sui Dynasty was not long, so they made preparations in advance to introduce the true dragon's energy into the pass. However, the process was long and cumbersome, and all efforts would be wasted if not careful.
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In comparison, the four words of the Clay Bodhisattva clearly arranged Xiongba's life, which is the real destiny.
As for backlash?
The Fire Monkey has drug sores. Although it is very difficult, he is at least alive and God cannot directly remove him.
Gu Cheng was very curious, what methods did the Clay Bodhisattva have to survive in such a world of high martial arts?
He wants to meet this person.
Of course, under normal circumstances, in the vast sea of people, it would be difficult for the court to find an old man like Ni Bodhisattva who is proficient in the art of disguise and has kept his name anonymous for a long time. Fortunately, now that the Fire Monkey is born, there are people who are more interested than him.
The first confrontation ended quickly.
In just half a cup of tea, the inn was in a mess. Twenty or thirty corpses lay scattered on the ground. Other people in the world looked frightened and retreated one after another.
It wasn't until this moment that they realized how far they were from the top four forces in the world.
Wushuang City has declined in recent years, and it would be unimaginable to replace it with the rising Tianxiahui.
"Vulnerable!"
Dugu Ming Wushuang God killed the most enemies under his legs. He quickly retreated and returned to his original position, but his face was not red and he was out of breath. It seemed that he had done a trivial thing and showed his profound skills.
"Tianxiahui, get out!"
Ever since, with this momentum, Dugu Ming shouted violently, and the sound was so loud that it swept all directions, and it seemed that the roof of Longmen Inn was about to be knocked over by him.
"Young Master Lei has been waiting for a long time!"
A voice came from outside the gate, and in the wind and rain, a tall man walked in.
The man's facial features are correct, stable and capable, and his facial features reveal wisdom in the ordinary, which makes people look at him and give him a sense of trust inexplicably.
The most important thing is that his whole body is clean and fresh, with no trace of wetness at all.
When everyone in Wushuang City saw it, their pupils began to shrink.
It's raining heavily outside. With their skills, they can indeed block the raindrops with their body-protecting Qi, but the depletion of internal energy is too serious. Everyone knows that the road will not be peaceful, and no one dares to waste their skills needlessly.
Among the younger generation in the world, perhaps there is only one person who can withstand the heavy rain so easily.
The world will meet Tianshuang Hall Master! Qin Shuang!
"Only you?"
Dugu Ming sneered, full of pride.
"How about adding me?"
A cool voice came along with the wind.
Storm, storm, rain and of course wind.
But what blew into the Longmen Inn was a gentle breeze, blowing slowly and touching people's cheeks.
A snow-white figure is like a wild goose in the sky, leaping gracefully, holding a folding fan, standing proudly, with long hair flying.