Wan Niu's Unstoppable Courage

For so many centuries, the era when travelers could be born into a different plane as long as they trembled slightly on the coastline of another world, is gone forever——Preface

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When Chang Kaishen started practicing swordsmanship, he first targeted ancient trees, boulders, and waterfalls, and then turned into fireflies in the dark night, bees and butterflies among flowers, and mayflies on the water. ( ·~ ) When he lost interest in these goals, he ran to the sea where there was no ocean to slice icebergs, chop hurricane waves, and chop whales.Later, he lost interest in these goals, and simply stabbed the moon, struck the breeze, and cut the floating clouds.

In the end, he lost interest in all goals, so he rode on a buffalo and wandered around the rivers and lakes with a piano and an eagle.Every day, when you sit, you can sing with drums and zithers, and drink with your head;It wasn't until one day that he finally got tired of pretending to be Boyi, that he stopped his wandering steps by the West Lake, where heavy makeup and light makeup are always suitable.Since then, the world has lost a martial sage who can fight for three thousand miles alone, and can be a master of millions with one sword. The broken bridge in the depths of the willow embankment has added a boatman who sings with drums and crosses people and himself.

This guy never asks for money when helping people ferry. He even posted a weird couplet on his boat: I have a tiger in my heart, and I am sniffing the roses.

Those who have good things insisted on breaking the casserole and asking what happened. Chang Kaishen always smiled lightly and said that I was learning from Lei Feng.

It made others puzzled: "It's so good, why do you want to learn from the Buddha Pagoda?"

In the misty and misty spring of March, the peach blossoms are so beautiful. Whenever there are beautiful ladies and young men who come to take a boat to hide from the rain, he can't help singing Gao Shengmei's version of "Wait Once in a Thousand Years".

On a hot day when the lotus blossoms are in full bloom, he takes his pet giant eagle to the center of the lake, picks off the lotus leaves with stems, pierces the heart of the leaves with a hairpin, rolls them into a big green wine tube, and throws a leaf after drinking a cup of wine. , Drink until red fat green thin, the moon is in the sky.

In the golden autumn when the leaves are rustling, he holds a songworm in his arms, holds a rice dumpling in his left hand, and a crab claw in his right hand. He hits the floating boat with his belly uncovered, screaming up to the sky: what exists is a phantom; what is eternal will eventually be destroyed; everything in the world, The colorful colors are just the people who have been deceived.One day, the heavens and the earth, the green mountains and green waters, exist only according to my heart!

On a snowy night when the jade pot was frozen, he picked pine nuts, plum blossoms, bergamot and snow water. While cooking three clear teas in a small red clay stove, he pricked his fingers and wrote "Jin Ping Mei" silently with blood.No matter who comes to ask for the written chapters, even if it is a beggar in Beitianyuan or an illiterate Guanyuan old man, he is willing to give it away.

Because he raised a fat and ugly giant eagle that was taller than a person, with a large blood-red sarcoma on its head, and could walk and gallop but could not fly. Jieyu and other hermits are masters, and they spread rumors and far-fetched all kinds of magical stories that are indisputable, mysterious and mysterious.Over time, many idle literati and poets and idle courtesan oirans came here to compete for their style, word of mouth, "this character is not like the people of the world", "broad-minded and proud of the world", "How many people are there in the world?", "Yadei" and other messy high hats were put on Chang Kaishen's head.

With the halo of stardom, it is obvious that the boatman's business can no longer be done.

So Chang Kaishen spent a lot of money to recruit skilled craftsmen to build a beautifully carved, majestic and exotic marble temple beside the Broken Bridge.The well-informed Persian tourists came to visit, and only recognized the bronze goddess holding a shield and a law code in the temple, which seemed to be the "Goddess Minerva" believed in by Fushi Kingdom in Haixi hundreds of years ago. ——that is, Athena, one of the twelve main gods of Olympus in ancient Greece, the master of dark clouds and thunder and lightning, the patron of peaceful labor, and the goddess in charge of wisdom, science and just war.As for the other five bronze statues of little warriors that belonged to the side halls, they couldn’t figure out one, two, three after all their research—this made the sea travelers who claimed to know Persia extremely ashamed.

Soon, the "Sabak Sanctuary Temple" with a plaque inscribed by the great Fa master Liu Kezhuang was officially opened to the public.

Chang Kaishen was not afraid of violating taboos, proclaimed himself the Pope, and named the giant pet sculpture as the chief Pokémon in the Sanctuary. He also found an iceberg beauty with a snake waist and dyed her long purple hair with mulberry juice. , known as the "Saint of Yarn Weaving" to the outside world, holding a golden Zen staff and wearing a snow-white princess dress, going around giving speeches, preaching the gospel, recruiting believers, and saving souls from the dead.

Strange to say, Jia Sidao, the Cricket Prime Minister who was in charge of the government, not only did not strictly ban this cult, but persuaded the officials to issue an edict to formally confer Chang Kaishen as the "Three-day Wisdom Fuyuan Huguo Master", and even more so. Unprecedentedly granted the sanctuary temple the right to issue "Miscellaneous Soldiers".The monks and Taoists who traveled here from other places came to place orders one after another, not to mention the local foolish men and women came to burn incense and kowtow if they had nothing to do, and they also spread the gossip about "seeking for a very spiritual" in the Sabak Sanctuary Temple vividly, Seriously.

After Pope Chang built the Zodiac Palace and recruited six sacred soldiers, the unchanging and peaceful day was suddenly broken—Mongol Great Khan Borjijin Mengge led 20 Tatar cavalry to march in person, lightning He broke through Xiangyang City like a dragon, and then moved eastward, breaking through Ezhou, Tujiangzhou, and Anqing. All the way, the small imperial court of the Southern Song Dynasty was surrounded by iron walls with lightning speed, and it was surrounded by the warm wind that made tourists drunk.

Faced with this God's Whip, which ravages and kills everywhere, Lin'an City immediately fell into a great fear that could not be stopped all day long.The outside of Xiangyang is based on the dangerous terrain, there are powerful soldiers stationed inside, and Guo Jing and his wife and many other martial arts heroes assisted in the defense. They couldn't even survive a day in front of this Mongolian army. Strike, destruction imminent?

The poor descendants of the Han family and the Chinese nobles are about to lose their clothes and be sent to the left!

Under the desperate medical treatment, the people in the head of Guizhou, civil servants and military officials pinned their last ray of hope on the gods and Buddhas in the sky. Some asked Taoist priests to open altars to summon heavenly soldiers, generals and yellow scarf warriors to descend to the earth, and some monks chanted scriptures and offered sacrifices to invite Bishamon Heavenly King As for those who sent divine soldiers to rescue, as for the Jingshi in white clothes from the Cross Temple, the Mu Hu of the Zoroastrianism, the imam of the Tianfang Sect, the rabbi of the Tiaojin Sect, and the Mujia of the Manichaeism, one counted as one, and they were all dragged to the front desk. Each show their magical powers.

"In the beginning, there was a fairy maiden, named Ya, and she was born with an armor. She knew Yin and Yang, knew people and affairs, was good at going in and out, and fought with stars. For two hundred years, she must live as a soul, and live as a mortal body. ..." The elders by the West Lake have long regarded Athena as a local land lady, carrying a pig's head and reciting the "Wisdom Female Lord Creation Book", and proudly went to the Sabak Sanctuary Temple to pay homage to the saint of yarn weaving. He Chang Dajiao weeps and expresses his feelings, and must summon the "Bronze Five Little Powers" to defeat the Tartars, turn the tide from the collapse, and help the building to collapse.

"This matter is definitely not feasible!" The beautiful but icy "Sacred Maiden of Yarn Weaving" rejected the proposal of the elders, and the reason sounded like that at first glance: "The seal of Wulaofeng in Lushan Mountain has recently expired. Now, Pandora's box has been opened, and the saints of the goddess are on an expedition to the underworld, and there is really no manpower to help Lin'an Sanctuary right now."

"Shangxie (God)!!!" The fantasies of the elders burst like soap bubbles, and they grabbed the ground with their heads, snot and tears flew together, teeth and grins appeared, and Pope Chang even brought a Helping Kunlun slaves and Japanese people to exhibit publicly in the temple, saying that the evil god "Spider Queen Rose" who conquered the dungeon world with 88 saints won a big victory. These black charcoal heads and dwarf tigers are all spider queens captured in the holy war Believers "dark elves" and "hobgoblins"... It's only been a few days, and the holy fighters have launched a holy war again, this... this... this Athena lady is too militaristic! ! !

"What's there to worry about? It doesn't matter whether you use your thumb or little finger to kill a group of ants." Pope Changda saw that the fire was almost over, so he stood up and beat his chest loudly: "With me here, I'm so afraid!"

That night, a pink note was sent to the Mongolian army's golden tent.

"I heard that you have a great head, wit and eloquence, which is rare in the world, and I am very yearning for it.

Tonight is right, when stepping on the moon to pick it up.Junsu Yada will not make me go back and forth in vain. "

The candlelight from the butter torch reflected the pink paper into an ambiguous warm color, and also made the proud handwriting that almost flew up from the torn paper look more elegant and unrestrained.There is no monogram signature on the signature of the short note, only a blood-red stone drum seal-"For the love and justice of the earth". []

The letter paper is filled with the fragrance of gardenia, an ethereal and poetic fragrance.

"The ancients served wine with Han, and this Khan serves wine with this battle today, and his pride is as high as that of the ancients." Mengge Khan held the seal and swallowed the kumiss in the golden cup in one gulp, shouting happily.

Don't look at this Tatar chief who is so strong that he can almost use a lamb leg bone as a toothpick. At first glance, he looks like a savage and savage boss. In fact, he is quite handsome, not to mention proficient in writing and ink. Reed is an amateur mathematician who has studied geometry.

"Southeast Prosperity is really outstanding, with a rich literary style. It can actually write such an arrogant, despicable, and hateful provocation into such a gentle, elegant, and polite language." Mengge Khan asked the southern envoy who came to submit the battle: " Who is He Shezhe, the hero who wrote this letter to Ben Khan? You must explain clearly~~~~ Don’t say the same thing, don’t blame me for cooking you with a cauldron!”

This Mongolian Khan once marched westward with Batu’s long army to Europe, captured the leader of the Qinchak Bachiman alive, and swept across the entire territory of Russia. His troops reached the banks of the Danube and the city of Vienna. How many people have been killed, the murderous aura accumulated on his body is thicker than paste, and the two big and chaotic bull's eyes just stared slightly, and the legs of the thin-skinned and tender-fleshed Southern Song envoy were scared to boil noodles.

Seeing that Nanman was so lacking in courage, a group of beast-like Mongolian generals in the tent laughed with a sense of superiority.

"He he he he he he he is Chang Kaishen..." The envoy looked at the huge copper cauldron bubbling and bubbling in the camp in panic and fear, and the bone sticks and pieces of meat tumbling endlessly in the soup made his tongue feel numb. Like a knot: "...he he is the leader of the sanctuary temple..."

After listening to the envoy's intermittent description, Mongolian Changsheng Khan's majestic and resolute red face became the color of an inkstone.

"In the old days when the Jin people attacked Bianliang, Zhao and Song officials dismissed the veteran generals, and instead trusted Guo Jing to invite heavenly generals to defend the city. As a result, the two emperors Hui and Qin were captured by the Jin soldiers. I didn't believe that there would be such a fool in the world. The missing emperor, now it seems that the heavens of the Southern Kingdom are really in the same line..." Mengge Khan looked up to the sky and sighed, and the hero of the time went crazy: "Okay! Very good! How dare the small court of the Southern Song Dynasty let strange powers mess with God and deceive Li? Yuan's deceit to insult Tengger's darling and the arrogance of the Jin family! If this Khan conquers Lin'an City, he will be the city of Zhe, and all chickens and dogs will be killed!"

"Slaughter the city! Slaughter the city!" All the Mongolian generals raised their arms and howled, with cruel and greedy lights shining one after another in their bloodshot and ferocious eyes.

The Southern envoy rolled his eyes and fainted from fright.

"Your Majesty's enlightenment!" A beautiful young man with a tall crown and a tall belt and a handsome figure sat next to the handsome seat, and slowly put down the quaint bronze wine bar. He was as calm as an eternal iceberg: "Others don't know about Chang Kaishen's details, but I know—he is definitely not some kind of trickster!"

Mengge Khan waved his hand full of coercion, and it was like pressing the open button in the big tent, and all the hustle and bustle stopped abruptly.

He could not and did not dare to ignore the opinion of this beautiful young man. The reason why the dispatch of troops to destroy the Song Dynasty went so smoothly was not due to Mengge Khan's own performance, but this mysterious figure who took the initiative to come to seek refuge.

Until now, Mengge Khan has not figured out his roots and origins.

They only know that he calls himself Long Aotian, and that he is knowledgeable and omniscient, not only is he very good at leading troops, but also his personal martial arts are also unfathomable.Don't look at Meng Ge's subordinates recruiting Jinlun Fawang, Daerba, Nimoxing, and Xiaoxiang, the four great masters of martial arts, but if the military division hadn't turned out, the sweat of all the Mongolians might have been under the city of Xiangyang, being swarmed like locusts. Guo Jing, Huang Rong, Yang Guo, Master Tanhua, Zen Master Tianming, Qingling, Master Shengyin, Renchu, Baicaoxian, Yanbo Diaosou, Deaf-mute Toutuo, the five Shishi brothers of Wanshou Villa, and Xishan Yi who came suddenly Cave ghost and other Central Plains martial arts masters took turns for rice.

Thinking of his father Tuo Lei's sworn brotherhood An Da, and the golden knife son-in-law Guo Jing's awe-inspiring majesty when he swung the eighteen palms of the subduing dragon to block the gods and Buddhas, Meng Ge still breaks out in a cold sweat when he thinks about it now.

"Oh? Could it be that Master Long has an old acquaintance with Chang Kaishen?" Seeing Chang Sheng Khan's brows slightly frowned, Jinlun Fawang, who was accompanying him, asked tactfully, "My lord, it's not easy to ask, but it must be asked." If you ask.

"Know yourself and know your enemy, and you can win a hundred battles. Chang Kaishen is very good at hype and packaging himself. For this, just look at how much he writes to pretend to be Boyi!" Long Aotian took out the grape wine in front of him in one gulp. Slightly closed, and squeezed the bronze wine baron into a flat cake: "If you can get the head of Da Khan tonight, his name will definitely be deduced into a mythical legend in the mouths of all living beings in the world!"

"This is impossible! No one in the world can do this!" Jinlun Fawang looked around reservedly, causing a burst of knowing laughter and a wave of echoes.

"His Majesty, after you understand Chang Kaishen's life, you probably won't be so confident. He was originally a woodcutter brother at the foot of Zhongnan Mountain. He entered Quanzhen Sect as a handyman when he was five years old. The tomb of the living dead found the "Nine Yin Scriptures"; then he ran to the Sutra Pavilion of Shaolin Temple to copy the "Langa Sutra", and found the long-lost "Nine Suns Divine Art" from the scriptures; after that, he changed the map again, went to Near Xiangyang, he found the valley where Dugu Qiubai lives in seclusion, got the true biography of the sword demon and the divine sculpture, and then... nothing more... When he was seven years old, he returned to Zhongnan Mountain to support the Ancient Tomb Sect, and faced the Quanzhen Qiqi alone. "Big Dipper Sword Formation", one move will win a big victory!How old is he now?Almost sixteen! "

"Impossible!" Without waiting for Da Khan to express his opinion, the four masters of Jinlun Fawang, Daerba, Nimoxing, and Xiaoxiang screamed like a strange hand suddenly inserted into their crotch——Quanzhen Seven But In the past, Huashan Lunjian No. 1 Wang Chongyang's true disciples, their Big Dipper Seven Star Sword Formation was helpless even by the four great masters of the Southern Emperor, the Northern Beggar, the Eastern Evil and the Western Poison. How could a seven-year-old doll break it? It only took one trick!

There is absolutely no such genius in the world!

When it comes to genius, Jinlun Fawang is also a martial arts genius in the snowy Tibetan area. He has even practiced the supreme "Dragon Elephant Prajna Kungfu" of Tantric Buddhism to the tenth level that has never been seen before or since!There are thirteen levels of this tantric Dharma protection skill, and each level takes twice as much time to practice as the previous level. It takes one thousand and twenty-three years!But Jinlun Fawang accomplished this impossible task in only one hour!But even if he is as talented as him, until now he may not dare to say that he will be able to defeat Quanzhen Qi's "Big Dipper Sword Formation", let alone the spring and autumn dream of defeating the enemy with one move.

"Fools always think that the moon is only found in their own paddy fields." The military adviser Long Aotian's gaze is like a Mazha knife soaked in ice water, which is both cold and mean: "You must have the courage to face up to individual differences, people, What you can do and what you can't do should not be compared together. Zhong Yao has learned a lot from Cai Yong's method after reading it once, and you and I have pondered it thousands of times.

"My darling, don't let other people's ambition destroy your own prestige! If Chang Kaishen is really as powerful as you say, wouldn't Ben Khan have to kill him all the way?" Meng Ge's hearing was a bit unpleasant: "Don't forget, Ben Khan even defeated Xiangyang, and there are still 20 tigers under his command to rely on as the Great Wall!"

"Genius cannot be copied! More people are useless! A fighter with flaws is a fighter after all, and a perfect fly is still a fly!" The beautiful boy squinted his mouth in disdain: "Who is Chang Kaishen? He is a time traveler ! He is one of the planes with the aura of pig feet!"

These words really overturned a boatload of people with one shot, not to mention faces, not even leaving a bit of buttocks.

Not only the four masters of Jinlun Fawang, Daerba, Nimoxing, and Xiaoxiang, Mengge Khan and other generals were also trembling with anger, their faces turned green and red, but none of them dared to attack after all—the military advisor Long Aotian was there While Xiangyang City killed countless Central Plains martial arts masters, it also scared the courage of its own people.

"If Chang Kaishen is really as powerful as the military adviser said, why did Ben Khan never hear his name mentioned when he recruited martial arts masters?" The halo of the pig's feet on the face, these advanced words made him confused, but the general meaning he could guess at seventy to eighty points even with a simple guess - it is nothing more than saying that Changshengtian sees Chang Kaishen as pleasing to the eye as an illegitimate student . []

"That's it!"

"I don't know if it's true or not!"

"This person's reputation is not obvious, and he is not an old acquaintance with the military advisor, so how did the military advisor know his background?"

"Speaking of which, we are also senior elders who have been in the rivers and lakes for many years. Even if we are not as good as Master Long, we will not be blind and deaf?"

King Jinlun Fawang, Daerba, Nimoxing, and Xiaoxiang started bluffing after each other. It's not so much that they don't believe it, it's better to say that they are not convinced. After all, they are also martial arts masters who have been famous for many years. The status in the middle is similar to that of a foil or a clown, and they can't accept this fact.

"Although the Quanzhen Seven concealed their family ugliness, you must have heard of the "Rocket Team" as a ranger organization? "Long Aotian crossed his arms, as if looking at the wine bag, the frog in the well, the dung mud wall, the dead bones in the tomb, and said like a few treasures: "Orgrimmar Doomhammer, Grom Hellscream, Kay Enxuehoof, Muradin's Bronze Beard...these are all the aliases Chang Kaishen used to venture into the arena—he simply told you clearly that the killer organization "Rocket Team" is actually a one-man show sung by him alone.

Mengge Khan's face looked as if his anus had been sutured suddenly, and a long-necked silver jug ​​stood there rigidly in his hand, and the trickling kumiss overflowed the golden cup, drowning the wine table in front of him without even noticing it.

The four great masters and the Mongolian generals were not much better. Their original expressions of arrogance and enthusiasm suddenly turned into apprehension and panic that would scare half to death when a leaf fell.

——Since you asked for advice sincerely, I will tell you mercifully!

——In order to prevent the world from being destroyed, to protect the peace of the world, to implement love and true evil, cute and charming villains!

——We are the rocket team traveling through the galaxy, the white hole, the white tomorrow is waiting for us!

This mysterious killer alliance rose like a meteor ten years ago, and soon became the king of the dark world.

Seeing the injustice, they draw their swords to help each other, and their blood is full of loneliness and poverty!The "demolition order" issued by them represents the bondage of the king of hell and the ladder to the kingdom of heaven. Its grandeur is even far greater than the "order of rewarding good and punishing evil" issued by Chivalrous Island in the past!In the south of the Huaihe River, the Rockets launch a "Burning Crusade" almost every year under the banner of "national integration". The four ace assassins Orgrimmar Doomhammer, Grom Hellscream, Kane Bloodhoof Muradin's Bronze Beard didn't know how many Mongolian Nayans he had killed!

Shaolin Wudang, the leader of the martial arts in the Central Plains, and Huashan, the evil of the east, the poison of the south, and the north beggar, have long since been scattered and turned into mud and dust. In the current arena, who will compete with the "Rocket Team" when they come out!

This organization even has "Nine Yin Scriptures", "Nine Suns Magical Skills", "Xuan Tie Sword Technique", "Jade Heart Sutra", "Shaolin 72 Unique Skills", "Yi Jin Jing of Washing the Marrow", "Haman Gong", "Congenital Skills", etc. "Gong", "Yi Yang Zhi", "Eighteen Palms of Subduing the Dragon", "Luo Ying Shen Jian Palm", "Supernatural Powers of Flicking Fingers", etc., which can cause countless bloody storms, are published and sold in print, which is the first of its kind in a hundred generations. Yi Wanshi's popular custom, sweeping away the antiquated ethos of the children of the rivers and lakes cherishing themselves with their brooms, picking their eyes and sucking their fingers!

It turns out...it turns out that this is just a joke made by one person!Moreover, this person is not even 16 years old, and I don't know if his hair is full!

"By the way, the one who currently holds the position of the Weaving Saintess in the Sanctuary Temple opened by Chang Kaishen is Xiaolongnv, the head of the Zhongnanshan Ancient Tomb Sect!" Long Aotian, the military adviser, continued to cook and add icing on the cake: " Not long ago, he also recruited six sanctuary miscellaneous soldiers, and with these seven people all out to harass the guerrillas, if your 20 army can persist for three days without collapsing, it will be an eye opener."

It was indeed not a blow, it was clearly five thunderbolts!

The military strategist Long Aotian pointed out the real identities of the six sanctuary miscellaneous soldiers one by one. They are Ouyang Feng, Hong Qigong, Qiu Qianren, Huang Yaoshi, Master Yideng, and Zhou Botong. After becoming a master, even Jinlun Fawang, whose nerves are thicker than a bullwhip, dare not have any unrealistic expectations. If what the military adviser said is true, what the Mongolian army will undoubtedly face is a monster that has been around since ancient times. A monster organization that has never appeared before.

"Teng Geli is on top!" Dense beads of sweat appeared on Mengge Khan's forehead, as if responding to his call, there was a sudden sound of drums and horns outside the sweat tent, fighting, howling, and shouting from far and near, like Coming like a tide.Later, tens of thousands of Mongolian soldiers shouted and fought fiercely in unison, it was really like the sky falling apart.

The generals opened the bead curtain of the sweat tent, looked up, and saw the light of the knife reflecting the torch in the darkness, like thousands of silver snakes flashing, it was an earth-shattering melee!

After a while, a soldier riding a semu came flying to report, saying that six men, one woman, seven Nanmans and a fat and ugly giant eagle had sneaked into the former barracks at night, setting fires and killing people everywhere, because the opponents were martial arts The outstanding, elusive enemy of thousands of people, and wearing the invulnerable soft hedgehog armor, the outpost's Red Army of Exploring Horses is on the verge of collapse, and the coach, Phase Shifter, the King, is even more pitiful. , Chewed up on the spot.

After hearing the news, all the Mongols in the sweat tent cut their faces with knives and cried loudly.

Brother Yixiang is the third son of Genghis Khan's second brother Hasar. He is innocent and resolute and has won the hearts of the soldiers. Brother shot the bull's-eye from a distance of 335 Tuo (approximately 569 meters), and almost caused a sensation in the entire Mobei grassland. Such a humiliating death as a pile of bird droppings! ! !

"Come here! Immediately adjust a team of [-] men in iron armor to set up formation outside my tent!" Mengge Khan did not agree to the request of the angry and almost out-of-control Mongol Nayans, but chose to strengthen the Khan immediately. The defensive strength of the account.He probably felt that it was not safe enough to only wear a gold silk soft armor that fit close to the inside, so the big Tatar chief asked his guards to help him put on a full three-layer Song-style infantry armor.

The four masters of Jinlun Fawang, Daerba, Nimoxing, and Xiaoxiang also showed their respective weapons, and surrounded their hearts with the long-lasting sweat like the Iron Buddha. Eight pairs of eyes stared at the top of the tent vigilantly, as if they were afraid Chang Kaishen seemed to fly in from above.

"Don't worry, I will come anyway, it's useless to be anxious." The military adviser Long Aotian found out a goose feather fan from nowhere, and helped Meng Ge, who was sweating profusely, to fan the cool breeze.

"Hey, I'm not afraid of having a military advisor with an invincible sword sitting in the town." Meng Ge held a thick and long mace, and looked at the military advisor like a drowning man seeing the ghosts on the water. driftwood.

Long Aotian laughed dumbfounded, shrugged, and made a handsome gesture of "I can't help".

Everyone felt a blur in front of their eyes, and a sword covered with jade and gold silently "grew" from Mengge Khan's chest.

The whip of God, who has shocked Europe and Asia and destroyed countless countries, slowly lowered his head, let out a long breath like the cry of a frog, the mace slowly slipped from his palm, and his pupils lost their vitality almost instantly and look.

The four masters turned around at the same time, looking in disbelief at the murder weapon that squeaked blood on the blood groove, their eyes opened like glass balls—the sharp blade that pierced through the four layers of armor and pierced into the heart of Khan was Meng Ge himself. Sky Saber, they haven't even seen how the assassination happened, it's done—no—it's a battleship.

The southern emissary, who had fainted to the ground and was almost ignored by everyone, appeared like a ghost from behind the hilly and fat Mongke Khan.The left hand grasped the hair bun of the sweat, and the right hand drew the sword against the neck, and a bloody head had already been picked up in the hand.

There was a dead silence in the big tent, and all the Mongolians stared dumbfounded at this gentle and refined emissary.

No one thought that this wretch would be so unstoppable when he made a move.

"Your wife, I will raise it, so you don't have to worry about it." The southern messenger lifted the braid on the head with a smile, and turned the windmill with the head of the Mongolian Khan.

The four masters rushed forward screaming, but even Jinlun Fawang, who had the highest martial arts, only took one move before he was headshot by the "Leader Meteor Hammer".

"Chang Kaishen, do you know why I didn't expose and stop you?" The military strategist Long Aotian stood up, Lang Lang laughed, and the goose feather fan in his hand disappeared out of thin air like a magic trick, replaced by a strangely shaped black scabbard long sword.Before he could finish his sentence, the sword light came and went, filling the room, and dozens of Mongolian generals who had experienced many battles and were skilled in bows and horses all turned into corpses—they still maintained their inherent characteristics. Standing posture, there is only a straight incision at the Adam's apple, and the sword technique that killed them is not only ingenious and precise, but it does not affect or destroy the original balance of their bodies at all.

"Because I'm handsome." Chang Kaishen's eyes were like a gossip weekly reporter who got a pornographic photo of a big star: "It's a weird feeling, why do I vaguely feel like I've seen you somewhere before? It's really strange It's weird, logically speaking, a man who looks as good-looking as you should impress me deeply..."

"Don't guess, it doesn't matter at all."

"How can you say it's not important? You must also be a bitter ghost who somehow crossed from the earth to this world of martial arts. Mother Xipi, who are you? Why do I see you so familiar? Could it be that we are acquaintances in the previous generation?"

"Who is your acquaintance, I am the law enforcement judge of the Space-Time Administration!"

"What?" Chang Kaishen obviously didn't expect there to be such a mysterious organization on Earth, blinking his eyes, with a look of dubiousness and caution.

"You know the truth! My duty is to manage and maintain the balance of this parallel dimension world! Because of you, a despicable soul stowaway, the normal order of the Divine Condor world has been completely destroyed!"

"It's getting more and more mysterious, isn't my mother dreaming?"

"You have the right not to remain silent, but every word you say will be your last words!" Long Aotian's eyes were like urban management gazing at small vendors, lofty and irresistible: "In this world, as a law enforcement officer in time and space, As a judge, I can use the maximum power. So, I hope that in the subsequent arrest process, you'd better not try to resist—because it doesn't make any sense!"

"You mean "only state officials are allowed to rape, and the common people are not allowed to masturbate"! "Chang Kaishen sucked his lips, and when the mouth of the silver jug ​​on the wine table was neutral, a silver thread continuously poured into his mouth. For him, life was like an endless cup of wine, waiting for him. Enjoy it slowly, how can you just let it go: "Speaking of changing the history of this world, buddy, you seem to have done more than me?Without your intervention, Mengge Khan should have been stoned to death by Yang Guo in Xiangyang City this time! "

"The victor should not be blamed!" Long Aotian quoted Stalin's famous quote, his eyes were like Hitler watching the Jew: "Frankly speaking, it's not that I can't understand Lennon's grievances. Since my soul traveled to After being born to a five-year-old child in this world, you have planned your life for yourself——

Build a grand view garden and raise a group of girls made of water to try their passion!

Drive a boat and spread the seeds all over the world!

All I can do is to testify against the sky here, my journey is a sea of ​​stars composed of loli!

Originally, by the end of this year, you were about to embark on a plan to conquer the world and open up a harem—hehe, what a pity, a mature wife you coveted was killed by me in Xiangyang! "

"You, you... how can you know what's in my heart?"

Even though he was thick-skinned enough to stop the nuclear leak at the Fukushima Power Station, Chang Kaishen, who was exposed, was still so ashamed that he wished he could find a crack in the ground.

"Don't worry about this!" The law enforcement judge of the Space-Time Management Bureau said in a business-like bureaucratic tone: "I originally planned to wait until the day you climbed to the top, and then break your dream and leave you with a profound lesson But your ambition is too big, your growth is too fast, and the variables you create are getting more and more outrageous, forcing me to start early—if you want to blame, you blame yourself for being too capable!"

"One thousand catties of cattle and ten thousand catties of Boyi! Your swordsmanship is good, but only good!" Chang Kaishen threw away the bloody head in his hand, swung his sword and charged at it—in order to defend himself The dream of a rabbit can grow a violent tiger gall, let alone a hot-blooded man?

If you don't fight, you don't know. If you hit him, you will be surprised. Long Aotian's swordsmanship is not only good?

Chang Kaishen has always been very proud and proud of his swordsmanship. The body he has passed through and occupied is not only extremely high as a "martial arts merchant", no matter what martial art he can learn by reading it in his head, but also He is also born with extraordinary talents: as long as he concentrates calmly and unites his thoughts, every move of others, no matter how fast as lightning, is no different from a slow snail in his eyes—just like in The Matrix The same as "playing time" of the savior Neo.

In those years when he was in the arena, as long as Chang Kaishen was serious, he would never have a single enemy under his command, and it was precisely this kind of golden finger talent that was second to none in the world!

People feel lonely because of being invincible, and after feeling that no matter how hard they struggle in martial arts, it is difficult to make any progress, Chang Kaishen then went to become a boatman and built a temple, hoping that when he played in the world of mortals and was self-willed and natural, it would come to fruition. Go one step further - it doesn't matter if you can't realize it, anyway, it doesn't matter whether you need fifty catties or one hundred catties to slap mosquitoes.

For him, the world's martial arts world is simply a large madhouse, and he is the only person with a normal IQ in it!

Now, there seems to be one more person with a normal IQ!

Real sword fighting is in full swing...

No matter whether Chang Kaishen unleashes the quick series of fast swords like rain knocking on the window, or the simple and simple sword moves that are majestic, lofty, majestic, and profoundly profound, Long Aotian can handle them with ease and with every gesture. There is no dust or fireworks between them, Wu Dai is in the wind, graceful and elegant, as graceful as a fairy with jade toes and dusty socks.

"Mother Xipi! You will die if you don't pretend to be Boyi!" Chang Kaishen took advantage of the gap between swinging the sword with his right hand, and took out the hidden DIY pistol from his crotch with his left hand, and shot out a black smoke viciously—— As soon as the expert stretches out his hand, he will know whether it is there, and the frontal attack has no way to enter, and the only way to defeat the enemy is to use evil moves.

"Are you convinced? As I said, your resistance is futile." Long Aotian pretended to be more powerful, holding his hands behind his back, turning his body lightly, dodging the sneak attack of the hand gun in a very chic way, The winning ticket is in the hands of the cat and the mouse: "When you find out that you are not the real protagonist in your own world, but a tragic villain, you must be in a good mood?"

A dark cloud appeared in Chang Kaishen's eyes, and his lips closed into a clam.

His "eye of playing time" is obviously useful, this handsome bastard who is dressed like Qu Yuan, most of the time his behavior is as slow as the slow motion of a movie in his eyes, but every time the sword passes by, But this guy can always switch between flashes and flashes into indescribable strobe movements, either blocking or dodging with the most elegant shape, showing the demeanor of a master who is well-versed in his chest and fully in his grasp.

If you can't even scratch a piece of oily skin, what's the use of no matter how big the guy is, how fast the sword is, and how good the talent is?

"Don't be stubborn! You are a time traveler with a halo of pig's feet. You are born to master the "transformation environment" of martial arts.This is your weight of invincibility, and at the same time, it is also the vital gate for you to be restrained by me. "

Elegantly dodging a bunch of love thorns thrown out by the "Flower Rain Technique", crushing thirteen colorful snow spiders with sword light, and then rebounding back to two poisonous snakes of different species from the Western Regions, Long Aotian felt that he was molested enough When it was in place, he stretched out his hand and pulled out an ebony hairpin from the high crown, flauntingly greeted the thousands of sword shadows that Chang Kaishen had slashed.

Seeing that the opponent was so arrogant that he abandoned the long sword and replaced it with a wooden hairpin, Chang Kaishen gritted his teeth and slashed at him with the strength of a breastfeeding bridal chamber jerk without leaving any hindrance!

The moment the swords and hairpins collided, the Goddess Athena, who was in charge of war, was obviously standing on the enemy's side. The Pope of the Pseudo-Sanctuary felt a sudden tremor in his palm, and an irresistible force forced the jade and golden sword in his hand to drop. He went, rolled several times sideways, and shot into the dome of the tent, the hilt of the sword hummed and trembled endlessly.

A resolute sky sword forged by Lianggong was actually knocked away by an ordinary wooden hairpin?

Half of Chang Kaishen's small universe went out instantly.

"See, I'm using a higher-level "Breaking Realm" than your "Transformation Realm"!The way of heaven damages more than makes up for it, and everything in the world has its own flaws, and your swordsmanship is no different!Your sword is powerful enough to slay Tyrannosaurus rex, but the only flaw I hit with my hairpin is that it's hard to get rid of it, and it's hard to recover from a broken mirror. "Long Aotian jumped up as lightly and gracefully as a yellow crane spreading its wings, and landed lightly on the wine table ten steps away. He pointed his sword at the sky, and his whole person's momentum suddenly changed: "Say, I want you to be cut off!" Kung Pao chicken or fish-flavored shredded pork? "

"One person does things and one person is in charge. After you kill me, can you let my subordinates here?" Chang Kaishen felt as if he had become a prisoner waiting to be shot on the execution ground, and a feeling of greatness in the world suddenly appeared in his heart. There was no strong sense of powerlessness, and he felt that if the opponent's sword was struck down, he would not be able to hide, and it seemed that he could not stop it—when he thought of the "Ball Long Dream" and "Harem Dream" were about to turn into Bubbles, he couldn't help but feel jealous.

At this time, the cowardly Xue cavalry who were waiting outside the sweat tent also sensed that something was wrong, but the invisible and formless spread of the heavy murderous aura like a mountain of knives and a sea of ​​fire not only frightened the war horses to the ground, foaming at the mouth and pissing, but also knocked them down. He was so frightened that his liver and gallbladder were splitting and his soul was lost, he dared not take a step further.

"Your own chrysanthemum is spurting blood, do you still have time to care about other people's hemorrhoids? What do you want me to say about you?" Long Aotian laughed wildly: "The previous generation fell short for Shan Jiuren, and this generation has learned a lesson by traveling to the world of martial arts , from the age of five to the present, I have never eaten sweets, drank spicy food, or played with stunning beauties. I only want to master decisive force, and the result? It will be empty again in a blink of an eye! Injustice, you!"

"It's true! Niang Xipi!" Chang Kaishen threw away the firecracker, with a disheartened, decadent and exhausted face: "Tell me, is the sword you locked on me now using more than "Break the Realm"?" Need advanced martial arts realm? "

"Know the goods! It's called "Strike the Stone"!The three flowers of spirit, energy and spirit gather on the top, body and sword are one, the sword is a person, and a person is a sword, the sword is with the person, and the sword is dead, and the person is dead!Facing the "rock hitting environment", any opponent has no way to hide, no way to avoid it, the only way to go is to go upstream and hit the stone with an egg!Hehe, don't be afraid, if your internal strength is ten times stronger than mine, you may not die! "

"Don't deliberately mock me, I know that you are thicker than my waist even if you pull out a bird's feather. Resisting is just asking for humiliation! Before you die, can you let me be a sensible ghost? Is there anything in this world that you use now? Realm" higher and stronger martial arts realm? "

"Martial arts are like the universe, there is no end!" Long Aotian seemed to have been scratched, crossed his sword with his left hand, crossed his right arm, and slowly clenched his fists with a showy face. A very mysterious scene happened. A bright beam of light, as if condensed by moonlight, rose slowly from his tiger's nest, humming and bursting: "See it! This is the all-invincible "illusion" purely condensed by internal force. Sword Realm"! "

In the flickering butter candle, the fully formed three-foot beam of light changes and refracts various colors, as if from the magnificent pupils of ancient times.

Time seems to have completely stopped at this moment. Between the beautiful and unreal lightsaber and the sufficiently real world, the ghosts of warriors from 5000 years are cheering and leaping up and down.

Long Aotian gracefully jumped down from the desk, swayed his tone, and lightly hacked on the copper tripod in the center of the big tent with his lightsaber.

But seeing the lightsaber slashing past silently, it was like passing through only a layer of air.

A clear crack first appeared on the gigantic bronze vessel weighing over a thousand kilograms, which was stiff for about half a second, and then suddenly split into two pieces, with neat edges like a knife cutting tofu.

The boiling soup was poured on the blazing charcoal fire, and a large cloud of water vapor was baked out, and the dyed lightsaber crackled and flickered like fireworks.

Chang Kaishen's eyes were straightened, and his mouth opened wide like a dying carp.

But in just a short while, the unstoppable lightsaber quickly disintegrated, scattered into fireflies all over the sky, and it was only a flash in the pan.

"Unfortunately, the "Phantom Sword Realm" is not a product that can be supported by the most powerful force in this world for a long time. "Long Aotian sighed with regret: "I've let you down, it turned out to be Zaxie brother who lacks practical significance. "

"I'm not disappointed. In order to show the "Phantom Sword Realm", you have already removed the sword that locked me firmly. If I don't take the opportunity to slip my feet at this time, am I the biggest fool in the world? "Chang Kaishen grinned suddenly, waved his hand in a goodbye gesture, and threw a burst of black smoke on the spot like a ninja. He left, but his words were still lingering in place: "Hey, since you dare to come to this barracks to cut My head is like grass, which shows that my lightness kung fu is not just like Niu Boyi! "

Lightness kung fu is just a kung fu of moving and dodging, without any aggressiveness, there is no such realm or dao, so Long Aotian found helplessly that he was really limped by this stinky boy.And this guy's qinggong is just as good as he boasted, disappearing without a trace in the black night like black eyes!

"What a cunning son of a bitch!" The Time-Space Judge vented his anger with a swing of his sword, and the fierce and domineering sword energy shot out in a fan-like manner, tearing through the piles of felt cloth, steel and wood blocking the way like leeks. warm bodies.

Logically speaking, the world is so big, where can't you hide?

If you want to find someone in the vast world, ten feet of Ruanhong, it is definitely not much easier than looking for a needle in a haystack or finding sand in the Ganges River.

However, this rule and theorem still seem to have no effect on Long Aotian.

Chang Kaishen rushed back to his sanctuary temple, and just opened the secret room behind the statue of Athena Goddess to get in, when Long Aotian killed him on the back!

"Mother Xipi!" Chang Kaishen pursed his mouth, depressed like a dinosaur who had just received a marriage certificate: "Do you have a spy monitoring satellite in this world that is designed to target me? It's too expensive? As for it?!"

Long Aotian had been fooled once before, and this time he learned his lesson, he refused to talk to him again, he smiled evilly, touched his nose, smiled again, pointed his sword at the sky, his whole aura suddenly changed drastically.

"Surrender! Hit, stone, border!"

At this critical moment when his life was hanging by a thread, Chang Kaishen suddenly said a word—a word that the speaker had no intention of but the hearer was shocked.

"You're lying to me, aren't you?"

Long Aotian suddenly turned into a pregnant woman with dystocia, holding the sword and standing there stiffly, either chopping or not.

The original high-spirited expression of the saint suddenly turned ugly, like a township cadre who went to the city to prostitute and was caught and raped by a tigress in bed.

"Who the hell are you! What special purpose do you have for targeting me?" Chang Kaishen raised the question in his heart like a cannonball when he saw the drama: "I have already seen that we are definitely not from the same world, and you are not at all. My fellow townsman, presumably cannot be a law enforcement judge of the Space-Time Management Bureau!"

"Why are you so sure that you and I don't come from the same world?" Long Aotian's handsome face was completely distorted, and he yelled like Ultraman grabbed his crotch: "Bastard! I know you so well! How dare you doubt me?" He stared at Chang Kaishen viciously, his eyes like a patriot staring at the stone lion with bullet holes on the Lugou Bridge, the "Nanjing Treaty" that ceded Hong Kong, and the remnants of the Old Summer Palace. Gritting his teeth, he gritted his teeth: "You old ghost with deep grievances! You loser tied to the pillar of historical shame! Why do you? Why do you dare to question me? I should have killed you earlier! I shouldn't have let you talk! You bastard! You bastard! Xiangwo Ning!"

"Don't get excited, if you are really my fellow countryman, why would you patronize yourself and pretend to be Boi, but turn a blind eye to her from the beginning to the end, don't take a look at her!"

Long Aotian's face was livid, and he raised his head following Chang Kaishen's finger.

In the center of the temple, the statue of Athena, surrounded by the bronze stars of the Five Little Powers, holds a shield in one hand and a code of law in the other, looking down at him full of pity, with an ambiguous pink smile in his eyes.

The face of the goddess is clearly the late Comrade Ai Iijima, an old Japanese artist with both virtue and art!

——However, poor Long Aotian still doesn't understand where he went wrong and missed his feet.