The Supreme Powerhouse of Martial Arts

"What a strong palm."

Xuan Jian, who was walking fast, suddenly sensed the cold air behind him, frowned slightly, stopped in his tracks, turned his head and greeted him with a palm.

boom! !

Two tyrannical mythical palms collided crazily in the dense forest, and a huge explosion occurred, regardless of whether they were superior or inferior.

"Sure enough, he is a master!"

Sensing the opponent's superior strength, Xue Yihou's eyes were filled with interest.

The sole of the foot kicked the ground and shot directly at it. Wherever it passed, the vegetation was frozen and covered with ice and snow.

Seeing Xue Yihou approaching, Xuan Jian's eyes turned cold, he held the black and white swords in both hands, and hurried to meet him.

Next, these two peerless masters in the realm of mythology, under the hazy moonlight, started a fierce fight, swords and swords, flying sand and stones.

Towering trees collapsed one after another during the battle, and the ground was ruthlessly torn apart, revealing dark ravines. They fought from the forest to the lake, and the lake was frozen, and then returned to the forest to continue the crazy duel.

Boom boom boom!

Earth-shattering roars were transmitted through the dense forest on the shore, and they were exceptionally clear in the night sky. Even Wei Zhuang, who had long since left, could hear them clearly.

"Two masters in the realm of mythology, interesting!"

On a flat boat, Wei Zhuang stood on the bow of the boat with shark teeth in his hand, looking towards the direction where the battle took place.

Driven by the night wind and running water, the small boat gradually came to the shore. There were two men and a woman standing on the shore. It was Han Fei, Zhang Liang, and Zi Nu who had been waiting here for a long time.

Han Fei looked at the sound of the explosion in the distance, "What an amazing battle!"

Next to him, Zhang Liang also looked solemn, and asked, "Brother Wei Zhuang, do you know who the two sides are fighting?"

With such a terrifying cultivation base, it is rare in the whole of Korea.

Hearing Zhang Liang's question, Wei Zhuang jumped off the boat, and said calmly: "You have already guessed in your heart, why bother to ask more."

Zi Nu, who had a graceful figure, said softly: "With this level of cultivation, it should be the person of Yemu. As for who the opponent is, it is still unknown."

"No matter who is fighting, it has nothing to do with quicksand."

"Let me remind you, it's best not to watch the battle, because I don't like to collect corpses for others."

Wei Zhuang's words were a little cold, but they contained warmth. He walked away from the shore without looking at the crowd.

Seeing this, Han Fei shrugged and said with a smile: "Compared with watching the battle, drinking is more suitable for me."

As he spoke, he took a step forward and walked side by side with Wei Zhuang.

Behind Zhang Liang and Zi Nu shook their heads and smiled at the same time, without staying too long, they all left the shore and returned to Zi Lanxuan......

The peak battle between the two mythical realms is still going on at this moment.

The sound of swords resounding through the night sky spread crazily on the lake, and the deafening explosion sounded like the wrath of the nine-day thunder god. Cold, trembling.

This battle lasted for a long time, and finally came to an end.

From the beginning to the end, people didn't know where the sacred place was, fighting with all their strength on the lake bay, let alone who would win and who would lose.

But after the battle ended, someone saw a bloody figure passing by the city wall under the bright moon, with a calm and indifferent expression and a cold demeanor.

This person is wearing a blood-colored robe with black bats embroidered on it. He is exactly the blood-colored robe!

……

The sun and the moon alternate, and the sky dawns in a blink of an eye.

Two days have passed since Han Chen beheaded thirty-six swordsmen and Ba Linglong in the ancient jujube garden of the Yellow Emperor. Xuan Jian had already sent a letter to Zhao Gao in detail.

In the ancient jujube orchard, the collapsed trees and the corpses covered with sword marks have also attracted the attention of many forces.

For a time, all the major forces learned of this matter.

Xianyang, Xiangfu.

In the hot summer, there is a gentle breeze on the lotus pond, and water drops roll on the lotus leaves.

Lu Buwei was standing on the curved corridor on the lotus pond, wearing luxurious clothes, with a handful of fish food in his hand, feeding the fish leisurely, with a ruddy complexion, giving people a sense of high status, dignity and elegance.

suddenly!

"Master Xiangguo, South Korea's spies have received information that the assassination failed. Thirty-six swordsmen and Ba Linglong were all buried in the ancient jujube garden!"

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"The assassination failed!"

Lu Buwei's hands, which were feeding the fish, froze for a moment.

The rosiness on his face also disappeared, and he turned livid, his expression was extremely ugly, and his eyes were full of anger.

"A bunch of useless trash!"

Chapter 54: Farmer Chen Sheng, Sentence in Shentang (3/3)

This old man is none other than Chu Nangong.

Behind the table opposite Chu Nangong, sat an old man with grizzled hair. He was tall and heroic. Hearing Chu Nangong's words, he nodded and spoke.

"I've heard about this matter before, but I don't know why Brother Chu mentioned it all of a sudden?"

He is Xiang Yan, the great general of Chu State!

Xiang Yan, who is proficient in the art of war and strategy, won the trust of the King of Chu, bestowed the title of Lord Wu'an, with [-] soldiers in his hand, and is the number one general of the Chu Kingdom!

With a mythical cultivation base, there are few rivals in the world!

Xiang Yan's cultivation level, looking at the entire Chu country, only the immortal Chu Nangong can be equally as good as him.

Chu Nangong gently stroked his white beard and said with a smile: "When this old man was sent to Qin, he met Han Chen. !"

Assassination!

Xiang Yan was slightly taken aback when she heard the words.

Who is it that is so bold to assassinate a Confucian sage, isn't he afraid of the wrath of Confucianism?

Chu Nangong continued: "Ba Linglong, has General Xiang Yan heard of it?"

It was Ba Linglong!

Xiang Yan suddenly realized, and said, "So it's from Lu Buwei."

Chu Nangong nodded, and said with a smile: "However, Mr. Han's cultivation is superb, there is no danger, Ba Linglong was all punished, so Lu Buwei did not get his wish."

"What realm is this Han Chen?"

Xiang Yan showed a curious look, even in the realm of mythology, it is not easy to kill Ba Linglong.

This Han Chen should not be underestimated!

Mr. Chu Nan picked up the tea on the case table, gently blown away the tea leaves, took a sip, then put down the teacup, and said to Xiang Yan: "When the old man was in Xianyang, he was only at the peak~¨."

"By relying on the extreme state, kill Ba Linglong!"

Xiang Yan, who was tasting tea, paused slightly, the interest in her eyes became more intense.

According to Xiang Yan's knowledge, Han Chen seems to be nineteen years old, a few years younger than his third son Xiang Bo, so young and young, to have such strength, is really a formidable young man.

Chu Nangong smiled slightly, and said: "Chu and Qin are both big states, and they communicate with each other constantly. The general will have a chance to see Han Chen's demeanor in the future."

At this time, Xiang Yan's second son, Xiang Liang, walked into the hall slowly, saluted Chu Nangong slightly, then leaned over to Xiang Yan's ear, and whispered a few words.

Xiang Yan changed color slightly, stood up immediately, and apologized to Chu Nangong: "There is a battle report from the front line, and I need to go to deal with it. Brother Chu, the hospitality is not good, please forgive me."

Chu Nangong knew that he was busy with military affairs, so he stood up with a smile and said, "You are welcome, general, it's getting late, and this old man should go back."

After finishing speaking, leaning on a cane, he walked slowly and slowly left Xiang's mansion.

It is worth mentioning that besides Chu, South Korea, and Qin, Han Chen's beheading of Ba Linglong, Li Mu, Lord Wu'an of Zhao, Guiguzi of the Zongheng family, Bei Mingzi of the Taoist school, and the six-fingered black hero of the Mohist school all know about it. this matter.

Most of their attitudes towards this matter were slightly surprised, but after careful consideration, they were expected.

After all, Han Chen is a great sage of Confucianism, who once caused the visions of heaven and earth, the purple energy came from the east, and Confucius came. Although Ba Linglong is powerful, it is not enough to threaten Han Chen.

For a moment, the name Han Chen once again entered the attention of the Seven Kingdoms and became the focus of discussion.

……

In the depths of Daze Mountain, the Tomb of the Six Sages of Emperor Yan.

This is the sacred land of farmers, a cliff that cuts across the sky, carved into the appearance of Shennong, with a kind face, dignified and majestic, with huge eyes the size of a house, full of wisdom and brilliance.

"The land marshes all things, Shennong never dies. Princes and generals, I would rather have a seed!"

The setting sun painted the vast mountains and forests. Countless peasant disciples stood in front of the holy elephants on the cliff, and under the leadership of the hall masters, they chanted the ancestral precepts of the peasant family.

Six white-bearded and white-haired farmer elders stood in front of thousands of disciples with stern expressions. They looked around at the people present, and finally their eyes fell on the ground in front of them, a man in shackles all over his body.

They all announced loudly, "Chen Sheng, the head of Kui Kui Hall, killed his brother and insulted his sister-in-law. The evidence is conclusive. According to the family rules, the sentence of sinking into the pond will be executed immediately!"

"I was wronged!!"

Chen Sheng, who was lying on the ground, did not listen to the growl, but his eyes were full of sternness.

Tian Meng stood up and yelled loudly: "々Chen Sheng, you are dying now and you still don't know how to repent. You really deserve death!"

Tian Meng is the head of Lie Shantang, and has a very high status in the farm family.

At this time, four disciples came forward, holding Chen Sheng's hands respectively, and strode towards the nearby river pond. The so-called punishment of sinking into the pond is to tie people with heavy objects and throw them into the pond. Drown alive.

"Let that bitch Tian Mi come out, I want to confront him face to face!"

Chen Sheng yelled loudly, secretly running his skills, trying to break free from the shackles, but after trying for a long time, the shackles were as solid as gold, and he couldn't break free at all.

Tian Hu glanced at Chen Sheng, his eyes were full of coldness, and said, "The time has come, execute immediately!"

He is the head of Chi Youtang, and Tian Meng's younger brother, with a violent temper and slightly lower cultivation level than Tian Meng, but still extremely high.

Next to him, the short stature (of Li Li's) Zhu's head, his face changed into a sad expression, watching his disciple carry Chen Sheng, step by step approaching the river pond, he shook his head and said.

"Brother Chen Sheng, my brother has already arranged for your funeral, and you have a good journey."

The Zhu family is the head of the Shennong Hall, with a short grid, like a dwarf, with a mask on his face, which can change according to his mood [emotions, anger, sorrow, joy], four different facial makeup.

This person is a good friend of Chen Sheng, he has the title of "Half-hearted, half-hearted, thousands of people and thousands of faces", his cultivation base is extremely high, he is good at acupuncture, and his strength is comparable to Tian Meng.