I became immortal in the world of low martial arts

Chapter 163 Unify the rivers and lakes, the leader of the sky banner! (ask for order)

call--

A strong wind blows in the distance, and the mountains and forests hum.

The surging thin clouds covered the bright moon, and the whole wilderness became much darker in an instant.

Just like the expression on Monk Huiming's face at this time.

"hiss!"

Beside Su Heng.

Shi Qiuyu silently clenched the long sword in his hand, while the Second Elder Hong Cheng's face was flushed and his whole body was trembling, with an expression of excitement mixed with fear.

Farther away, the elders of the Yaowang Valley disciples who had ended the battle also noticed something strange on the battlefield.

"Grandmaster—"

An exaggerated idea appeared in the minds of everyone.

Without any orders, they retreated automatically, leaving an open space as a battlefield.

So as not to be affected by subsequent battles.

"Valley Master!"

Hong Cheng spoke eagerly.

He didn't think that a young man like Su Heng would succumb to the oppression of his master.

But what I never expected was that the young valley owner would use such a direct and fierce way to fight.

This made Hong Cheng feel extremely exciting, as if he had returned to his young years many years ago, lawless, it seemed that even those so-called masters were no longer a symbol worthy of awe.

"No need."

Su Heng looked solemn and spoke softly.

Hong Cheng's strength is not weak, but it is not enough to intervene in a battle at the level of a master.

"I—" Hong Cheng wanted to say something more, but he felt someone pat him on the shoulder lightly.

under the moonlight.

Shi Qiuyu winked at the elder.

After all, Hong Cheng sighed, and the two withdrew from Su Heng.

After skimming a distance of hundreds of meters, he stopped, looking at the battlefield that had been turned into ruins from a long distance.

"You're right."

In the sky.

Huiming still has white hair and white eyebrows.

But his eyes were dark and gloomy, like two rounds of abyss devouring the soul, exuding an extremely cold and terrifying aura, and he no longer had the kind and friendly feeling before.

He clasped his hands together, and his slightly hoarse voice slowly came from the air with the strong wind, "But have you ever thought about the price you will pay after making such a choice?"

"Ha ha."

With both arms, Su Heng raised the black cloak on his body casually.

Expose the strong body in the strong clothes below.

He smiled, "Of course I thought about it, but I don't think the price is unbearable."

"very good-"

Huiming said no more.

The aura on his body became more and more terrifying, and there was a dark mist in his eyes.

With Huiming at the center, the mist quickly swept in all directions, like waves hitting the rocks, covering the moonlight in an instant.What's even more frightening is that in the boundless black mist, a huge evil ghost phantom with a green face and fangs slowly emerged from behind Huiming.

"Bone Buddha Dharma, you are not walking on the right path."

Pooh!
Su Heng spat.

The ground under his feet exploded, there was no fancy movement, just a simple punch towards Huiming.

The first stage of the practice of the Dongxuan Sutra is to build the foundation, and the first thing to do in building the foundation is the integration of the spirit, energy, and spirit.This point can be used in practice to create an unsurpassed Dao foundation.It can also be used in boxing, open and close, invincible, no one else than me.

boom!
Su Heng's momentum was rising steadily.

He didn't have a mind yet, but he relied on the bonuses brought about by the Dongxuan Sutra and the Day-by-Sun Art.

It can also save a period of time from the terrifying mental shock caused by the existence of the master, and this is where Su Heng and the master are now fighting.

Boom!

First came the terrible explosion.

Immediately afterwards, the two forces collided against the center of the collision.

The terrifyingly powerful wind engulfed the dust and gravel, turning it into a tsunami-like black sandstorm, spreading outward in circles.

All the buildings along the way are like clay sculptures on the beach when the tide is high, silently damaged, disintegrated, until completely disappeared in the blade-like hurricane.

"Is this the fight of the master realm!?"

in the distance.

Hong Cheng's maroon face was full of astonishment, and Shi Qiuyu's usually calm and cold face was also slightly surprised.

Before the battle started, they had already overestimated as much as possible the destructive power that the two grandmasters would cause.But after the actual battle broke out completely, it was discovered that even if they retreated hundreds of meters from the center of the battlefield, it was still not enough.

The violent force engulfed the fine gravel and turned into a raging hurricane, blowing towards his face in an instant.

Stab it!

The broad gown was torn.

The sharp stones cut open the skin on his cheeks and palms, leaving blood-red scars.

The terrifying and turbid whistling sound filled the ears like icy sea water, and lasted for tens of seconds before the dissipated hearing re-condensed.

"call!"

Panting, Hong Cheng lowered his arms.

He raised his head and saw Su Heng's upper body clothes were torn, and his bronze-colored body was bathed in the cold moonlight, like a god coming down to earth.

And following the pure white light beam upwards, one can see that the thin clouds on the dome of the sky were torn apart, revealing a huge gap with a diameter of more than [-] meters, surrounded by clouds rolling back and forth, and bright moonlight poured from it like a pillar.

……

boom!
Yunzhou Prefecture, Long'an District.

In a certain tavern, the atmosphere was lively, full of warriors in hard attire and brokers passing by.

On the yellow wooden table in the middle of the tavern.

A storyteller in a khaki mandarin jacket and a black hat slammed the gavel on the table in front of him, making a crisp sound.

In an instant.

The tavern, which was originally noisy, was completely suppressed.

All of you present have set your eyes on the middle-aged storyteller in a khaki mandarin jacket.

Faced with such a scene, the storyteller does not feel afraid of stage fright.Just shaking his head and shaking his head, he said in an allegro with a strong rhythmic tone:

"Speaking of which, that day.

Chao Hongge, the great elder of the cult who kills people without blinking an eye and eats [-] people's hearts every day, gathered Chifengzhai, Xuankong Temple, Chunyang Temple, and even martial arts forces from other states, as well as court eagle dogs, gathered in a ruined temple, and set up With a poisonous plan, he wanted to kill Su Heng, the owner of the Medicine King Valley! "

"I never thought about it!
In an instant, there was a roar!

Between lightning and thunder, the hero Su Heng descended from the sky, and with one palm, it was as if five mountains descended from the sky.

It was a catastrophe, a sea of ​​dry rocks—"

The storyteller was rasping his throat, his face was flushed with emotion, and he sprayed out two or three meters of saliva like raindrops.

"That Chao Hongge is also a generation of cult bosses. Hearing the rumors makes people frightened. He can stop children from crying at night, but he was scared by Hero Su Heng on the spot. His feces and urine were pouring out, his thighs were trembling, and he could only kneel on the ground and kowtow for mercy."

"And the martial arts people who can be favored by Chao Hongge are naturally rare and peerless masters.

But in front of this mysterious owner of the Medicine King Valley, he was just a single enemy. After a few fights, they all died suddenly on the spot! "

"From now on—

The martial arts in Yunzhou Prefecture has finally been unified, and we, the people in Guizhou, can live a stable life. "

"You guys obviously took black money from Yaowanggu."

Before the storyteller could finish speaking, a black-faced burly man in the corner slammed down the table angrily and made a loud noise.

He stood up from the chair so suddenly that he almost overturned the table.

"The owner of the Valley of the Medicine King, who is greedy, cruel to Zhongliang, and a disaster to the martial arts, how did you say that he became a hero with so much righteousness?" The black-faced man pointed at the storyteller and said angrily.

The storyteller is not afraid of seeing this.

He spread his hands, and said with an innocent face, "Everyone knows how vicious this moon worship cult is. But what about Guzhu Su, who will completely eradicate the moon worship cult from Yunzhou Wulin for the disaster?" There is no more unrivaled hero."

"I've heard that the Moon Worship Cult has been operating in Yunzhou Mansion for a hundred years and is deeply rooted, and some of its followers have not been completely eradicated."

A smile appeared on the corner of the storyteller's mouth, and he asked with malicious intentions, "This hero hates Yaowanggu so much, could it be that he is an accomplice of the Moon Worship Cult?"

"you!"

The black-faced strong man was furious when he heard this.

He wanted to say something more, but his voice was instantly drowned out by the discussions of the people around him.

"Although there are exaggerations and falsehoods in the storyteller's words, but he can eliminate the moon worship cult and revive the rivers and lakes of Yunzhou. This young master of the medicine king valley is definitely a hero of the generation."

"Yes, yes, it is really enviable that Yaowanggu now dominates the martial arts in Yunzhou."

"It's the same to give birth to a child!"

The black-faced man clenched his fists and looked angrily at Mr. Storyteller.

He wanted to say something more, but was forcibly stopped by the two companions beside him.A group of people settled their bills and left in a hurry from the messy tavern.

in the corner.

The two young men and women dressed as knights looked away from the black-faced man and his group.

The two men, the man named Bai Shu, dressed in white, had a handsome and gentle face, his eyes were always slightly squinted, and there was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, giving people a pretty good first impression, very friendly.

The girl's name is Hongshao.

Dressed in tight black clothes, with two throwing knives on his slender waist.

The facial features are exquisite and soft, the corners of the eyes are blush, and the beautiful figure with bumps and convexes attracts the eyes of many people even if they are sitting in the corner.

"We're out on a mission, and you're a bit uncomfortable with your outfit."

Bai Zhu picked up a cup of hot tea on the table.

He did not speak.

But the sound was transmitted to Hongshao's ears through strength.

"Don't worry."

The red sweet potato smiled lightly, and also answered by sound transmission into the ear, "We are the General Banner of Tianmu. Walking outside represents the face of the imperial court. If Su Heng cooperates, he can spare his life for the time being. If you refuse to cooperate, just kill it."

"Don't underestimate these Jianghu warriors."

Bai Shu drank the tea in the cup, smiled and said, "Duan Jian died in the hands of this man."

"It's just a piece of trash."

Hong Tiao sneered when she heard the words, "What does this mean?"

"What's more, that person fought against the master Huiming of the Xuankong Temple, and there was no winner." Bai Shu continued.

Hear this.

The expression on Hong Shao's face finally became a little dignified.

However, she still refused to give in, and said stubbornly, "Within the same realm, I am not afraid of anyone except for those freaks of the Jin family. What's more, the enemy is in the open, and we are waiting in the dark, poisoning, beautifying , Coercion with family members—there are too many ways to deal with him.”

"Never mind."

Seeing the expression of his companion.

Bai Shu sighed insignificantly, changed the subject, and continued, "How is the progress of the blood-clothed guard?"

"not too good."

Hong Tiao frowned slightly, and said with a gloomy expression: "That waste Chao Hongge, he was killed not long after he was raised up, causing so many efforts in the early stage to fall short. Now, the martial arts in Yunzhou Prefecture is being suppressed by Yaowanggu. It is no longer as chaotic as before, if you want to manufacture blood-clothed guards on a large scale, you will definitely be noticed and cause chaos..."

The blood-clothed guard in the two populations.

In fact, it is similar to the existence of blood corpses.

These blood corpses are not afraid of pain, not afraid of death, invulnerable, tenacious vitality, and absolutely obey orders.

As long as the number is sufficient, it will be the most elite and high-quality army for the generals of the Great Moon Dynasty.The only obstacle is that the manufacturing method of the Blood Clothes Guards is too cruel and requires a lot of warriors and warriors.

And now.

With the increasing chaos in Haozhou, Ningzhou, Yunzhou and other places.

The current situation is as uncontrollable as a wild horse running wild. Those prefects stationed on one side also disregarded the ban on human relations, and began to manufacture blood-clothed guards on a large scale to stabilize their rule.

The tens of millions of people in Da Yue are divided into four groups: Yue people, Nanman people, Han people, and Bei people.

For those moon nobles.

Except for a very small number of moon people, the rest of the third class are actually slaves and animals.

It seems cruel to do cult things as local officials and imperial power nobles, but it doesn't have any psychological burden for these people.

And special organizations such as Keel, Tianmu, and Huangquan came into being under such circumstances.

"Is that so?"

Bai Shu seemed to have thought of something, and on his fair and handsome face, his brows were furrowed vigorously.

"Did something happen?" Hong Shao silently put down the teacup in her hand, propped her head on her palm, and looked up and down Bai Zhu's face, "Since we met, you rarely show such an expression on your face."

"I recently heard news that Zhao Banner may come to Yunzhou in person in a while."

Canopy organizational structure, top to bottom.

It is divided into five levels: banner owner, general banner, main banner, deputy banner, and handyman.

And the banner owner is the well-deserved master behind the scenes in the Tianmu organization, and every banner owner has the strength above the master.The power of the sky is unpredictable, and even a general banner like Hongyao Baishu will inevitably feel awe and fear when talking about the owner of the banner.

"This is difficult."

Hong Tiao frowned and said, "If Banner Zhao really came here for the blood-clothed guards, I'm afraid it will be difficult for us to meet the current progress."

"Then find a way to speed up the progress."

Bai Shu's face turned cold, and he said, "If it's really impossible, we can only find a way to attack Yaowanggu.

Now the Yaowang Valley is in full swing, attracting a large number of warriors and martial artists.Anyway, it will be a disaster for these Jianghu people to keep them sooner or later. Entering the Blood Clothes Guard and using them for the court can be regarded as making some contributions. "

"It's just what I want." A smile appeared on the corner of Hong Tiao's mouth, and her lips became more and more red like blood.

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(End of this chapter)