While the news that Lin Wuming, the sword master of Xiaoshenxiao Mountain, broke through the realm of martial arts myths and killed three martial arts myths one after another, was still spreading throughout the world, another piece of news spread throughout the world through Tianxialou.
Lin Wuming, the sword master of Xiaoshenxiao Mountain, wants to reopen the mountain gate!
This time when the gate is opened, a ceremony for accepting disciples will be held.
The news came one after another, as if they were making headlines all over the world, especially since these news were all closely related to the same person.
Lin Wuming, the sword master of Xiaoshenxiao Mountain!
"The youngest martial arts myth in the world?" On the top of a high mountain, a middle-aged man with long hair, blue clothes, double temples, white hair and crow's feet at the corners of his eyes faced the sea of clouds and suddenly showed a smile.
There was a green jade flute hanging around his waist, and his robes were flowing, looking elegant and unrestrained.
Although he looks middle-aged, his white temples and crow's-feet corners of his eyes seem to have accumulated countless years of vicissitudes.
Immediately, a strange sharp sound was heard from the middle-aged man, and then, there was an extremely high-pitched voice coming from the sea of clouds, as if in response, and then, there was a cloud of 100 meters.
The white figure tears through the sea of clouds and arrives.
It was a cloud-white sculpture with an unusually handsome appearance. The aura it exuded seemed to transcend the level of a martial arts saint and reach the level of a martial arts myth. It was very powerful.
The head of the White Cloud Divine Eagle has a bunch of golden flame-like feathers, which are undulating slightly, as if they are burning.
"Little Diao'er, let's go to the Baifeng Mountains in Beiyanzhou." The man in Tsing Yi smiled slightly, his smile was so clean and straightforward.
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"Open the mountain gate, I will come with you to meet the youngest martial arts legend for a while." On the mountain outside Yun's house, the middle-aged man drinking tea said to himself with a smile, and then looked towards
A figure practicing swordsmanship not far away: "Xiao Yan'er, do you want to come with me to see the youngest martial arts myth?"
"Ancestor, I am willing." Yun Qingyan immediately sheathed her sword and responded quickly.
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"Little God Xiaoshan Sword Master Lin Wuming, the day you reopen the mountain gate will be the day you die." Zhou Xianguang rose into the sky, full of hatred and murderous intent, and quickly flew away in the direction of Beiyanzhou.
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"Such a young martial arts myth really surprises me as an old Taoist priest. I just want to go there and ask for some good wine, hahahaha..." In the deep mountains and forests, in the dilapidated Taoist temple, an old Taoist priest said heartily.
Laughter, a wisp of wind swept from the horizon, and when it rolled over the old Taoist priest's body, the old Taoist priest's body suddenly disappeared without a trace.
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"I agree to your request, and I will accept Lin Wuming's life." A figure shrouded in the evil dark aura made overlapping demonic sounds, and the head of the Zhuo family frowned involuntarily.
It felt like my forehead was being penetrated and torn apart by a demonic sound. It was extremely painful, and my soul seemed to be torn apart.
"Then please take action, I'll take my leave." The head of the Zhuo family quickly bowed in response and quickly retreated away. The extremely evil aura made him feel like his soul was being torn apart and twisted, which was very uncomfortable.
"Lin Wuming, the youngest martial arts legend in the world..."
"The myth of martial arts that is less than thirty years old, even in ancient times,
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It’s also extremely rare…”
"Such a peerless genius, if made into a specimen, it must be a rare specimen in the world..."
Along with a burst of muttering to himself and a burst of evil laughter, the figure shrouded in darkness and evil also faded, disappearing like a wisp of mist blown by the wind, without a trace.
No trace.
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The sky was filled with dark clouds, making it look very heavy and low, and boundless and oppressive.
The thick dark clouds are like wings hanging from the sky, with a mountain below them.
The Red Dragon Divine Mountain has not collapsed. It sank into the earth before, but now the Red Dragon Divine Mountain has risen again, towering above the earth. On the truncated top of the mountain, one after another crimson mountains have been built.
Palaces are scattered in all directions.
The palaces are large and small, and seem to form a unique pattern when viewed from a high altitude.
"Lin Wuming, you killed my clone and ruined my opportunity, which caused me to break the seal and escape the trap later. This hatred is irreconcilable. Where are the two generals, the red tiger and the red eagle." A low voice came from the bottom of the Red Dragon Mountain, majestic and domineering.
The sound was like the roar of gods and demons.
"The Red Tiger is here." A tall and mighty figure wearing a red tiger-shaped armor appeared, his voice was deep, like the roar of a tiger that resounded in all directions.
"The Red Eagle will be here." A high-pitched voice seemed to come from outside the sky. It was so sharp that it seemed to be able to penetrate through cracked gold and stone. Immediately, a figure swooped down from the dark clouds in the sky, like an arrow from a string.
With rapid speed, he directly penetrated the thick dark clouds, fell instantly, and landed next to the red tiger general. He had a slender body and wore a red eagle-shaped armor.
"Two divine generals, Red Tiger and Red Eagle, I want you to go to Xiaoshenxiao Mountain in Beiyan Province, behead Lin Wuming and bring him back." That boundless and domineering voice like a god and demon sounded again.
"I will obey the will of the Great Demon God." The two great generals responded one after another. Immediately, the wings of the hungry red blades behind the Red Eagle General suddenly opened, and the pieces of red feathers seemed to be made of blood-colored divine gold, sending out bursts of sounds like gold and iron.
With a sharp sound like a roar, the fan suddenly burst out with extreme speed, and instantly turned into a blood-red stream of light, rising into the sky like a thunderbolt, breaking through the thick dark clouds like a mountain, and disappeared.
The Red Tiger God General roared, and red light rose from his body. He seemed to turn into a red giant tiger and suddenly jumped into the air. He flew directly towards the foot of the Red Dragon Mountain like a tiger descending. In the blink of an eye, he was far away.
Dozens of miles away.
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"Finally... the sword master is finally going to reopen the mountain gate." Xiao Dingqi looked excited: "Go back, I will rush back now."
Without hesitation, Xiao Dingqi set off directly, because he was alone and could go wherever he wanted without any worries.
"After the three of them receive the news, they should rush back as soon as possible." Xiao Dingqi murmured to himself as he spread his wings and soared into the sky, and then a smile appeared on his face: "I won't contact them yet, but I have to compete.
It would be better for the three of them to arrive earlier, after all, I can be the senior brother."
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In a quiet mountain village, there was a young man who looked ordinary and was chopping firewood. He gently waved the hatchet in his hand and immediately split the dry and hard wood neatly.
Immediately, he took out a token, looked at it carefully, his face was full of joy, and he quickly threw the hatchet aside.
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Immediately afterwards, he soared directly into the sky, overlooking the small mountain village where he had stayed for more than half a year from a height of more than a thousand meters. With a trace of reluctance, he burst out at extreme speed and quickly headed towards Beiyanzhou.
He flew away in that direction, while using the token in his hand to contact others.
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"The sword master finally summoned us and left." He Rui said angrily.
"Okay." Liu Tang responded with a chuckle, and the two of them immediately rose into the sky together, flew in the air, and flew quickly towards Beiyanzhou.
"Liu Tang, please contact Xiao Dingqi and Chen Xiaofeng quickly." He Rui said crisply.
"Okay, oh, Xiaofeng sent a message." Liu Tang smiled.
"Xiao Dingqi, isn't he? With his stinky look, he will definitely not take the initiative to contact us, but plans to be the first to rush to Xiaoshenxiao Mountain." He Rui said with a tone of 'I can see through it'.
Liu Tang nodded vigorously, yes, this is indeed something Xiao Dingqi would do.
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The overbearing and boundless blow blasted out across the sky and the earth, immediately knocking back a burly body.
The body was tall and burly, extremely strong, and filled with violent and ferocious aura fluctuations. It was a black and red savage bear with unparalleled strength.
The person who fought off the savage bear was a man wearing a very domineering-looking armor and holding an Overlord Halberd. He was the Overlord God General Bian Zhe, the protector of Xiaoshen Xiaoshan.
Bian Zhe knocked back the Barbarian Bear King with a halberd and quickly took out the Holy Order of the World to check it. His eyes suddenly shone with a rich light.
"The sword master has returned, and the martial arts myth will reopen the Little God Mountain. Hahahaha, I have finally waited for this day." Bian Zhe couldn't help laughing loudly, and immediately looked at the Barbarian Bear King, his eyes filled with boundless dominance.
With his sharp light, the Overlord Halberd in his hand also pointed forward, causing a strong and boundless sound of breaking wind, which seemed to shake all directions. It was so majestic, and his tone was even more domineering: "I won't play with you anymore, continue.
, I’ll finish you off with one halberd.”
roar……
The Barbarian Bear King is an imperial-level monster with great intelligence. Although he cannot speak human words, he can understand them. Therefore, when he heard Bian Zhe's very arrogant words, he immediately became furious and roared with boundless anger.
The sound waves rolled and roared towards Bian Zhe, and then, the Barbarian Bear King stepped forward and charged directly, carrying a terrifying power. The huge bear paw also lifted up, carrying the astonishing power of shattering everything.
He hit Bian Zhe fiercely, as if he was proving that he was going to smash Bian Zhe into pieces with one blow and turn him into minced flesh.
"Take my blow and the Overlord will destroy the mountain." Bian Zhe roared, his eyes were shining brightly, and an extremely powerful and domineering true energy immediately poured into the Overlord's Halberd. The halberd vibrated, flicked it suddenly, and let out a terrifying roar.
, like a strong wind raging across the heaven and earth.
The Overlord's Halberd suddenly flew forward, and without any hesitation it collided with the Giant Bear King's palm like it shattered the sky. After a slight pause, Bian Zhe immediately retracted the Overlord's Halberd, stepped back in an instant, and soared into the sky without looking back.
Sora left.
The Barbarian Bear King kept trembling as he struck out with his palm. The huge bear palm seemed to be bombarded by a terrible force. It suddenly shattered and cracked inch by inch. The entire arm collapsed. The burly body flew out upside down and hit.
On a mountain wall, the blast caused the mountain wall to collapse, burying the Barbarian Bear Emperor, and blood continued to gush out from the cracks in the gravel, like spring water.