The Supreme Powerhouse of Martial Arts

Looking at the whole world, it is estimated that there are few opponents!

The autumn sun is shining brightly, the Gobi is full of yellow sand, and the horses are galloping in the desert, carrying the old man forward quickly.

When the steed galloped to a sand dune, suddenly, a saber appeared on the originally calm sand dune ground.

Click!

The sharp and huge saber cut off the horse's leg in one stroke.

The horse neighed in pain, and because of its inertia, it slammed forward. The old man in black on the horse, with his toes on the horse's back, floated gently to the side, calm and calm, without losing the demeanor of a famous man in the world.

At the same time, nine people jumped out of the yellow sandy ground.

These nine people were all masked with black cloth, only showing the eyes of poisonous snakes, and in an instant, they surrounded the old man.

"Six Fingers Black Man, someone used [-] taels of gold and let us take your life!"

"Today is your day of death!"

"kill!"

Swish swish!

These nine masked assassins who suddenly appeared were all top-notch masters in the Jianghu.

"If you want the old man's life, first see if you have the strength!"

At the same time as the words fell, the old man in black had already pulled out the black eyebrows behind his back, and his whole body was running, and the surroundings suddenly flew away.

Boom boom boom!

The ink-colored true energy traverses all directions, covering the sky and covering the earth, extremely tyrannical, and the sky and the earth become an ink painting.

Puff puff……

The ink color's true energy hit nine people, and there was a muffled sound from the dantian.At the same time, the nine weapons shattered together and turned into pieces all over the subway.

These assassins were abolished after just meeting each other. I was shocked in my heart, but more of them were resentment.

"Six-fingered black man, if you dare, kill us!"

The assassin leader growled in pain.

The old man put Mo Mei back into the scabbard, looked at the nine people, shook his head, and said: "The Mo family loves all living beings and never kills people. I won't kill you, you go!"

Needless to ask, this old man holding ink eyebrows is the contemporary giant of the Mohist school.

Six Fingers Black Man!

He was going to deal with a big event, passing through the Gobi, but he didn't expect to meet these nine assassins all of a sudden.

"If you don't kill us today, we won't be grateful to you. If we have a chance in the future, we will still kill you!" the assassin leader said viciously.

His cultivation base was abolished, so he naturally hated it.

"You nine are young, if you can abandon evil and do good, it shouldn't be too late."

"The old man still has urgent matters, so I will not accompany you."

After finishing speaking, the Black Man with Six Fingers shook his head and sighed, and walked into the windy and sandy sky, his mount was cut off, but fortunately his cultivation was superb, he disappeared in an instant.

in situ.

"These hypocritical Mohists are all to die!"

The assassin leader clutched his dantian, gritted his teeth to bear the pain, his eyes were full of resentment.

The assassin next to him said, "Brother, the Black Man with Six Fingers has crippled our martial arts. I'm afraid there is no hope for revenge. What should we do in the future?"

Another assassin said: "His cultivation is too strong, even if we restore it, we still can't kill him."

The leader of the assassins pondered for a while, and finally said ferociously: "Six Fingers Heixia is a Mohist giant, if we can't kill him, then kill the Mohist disciple!"

"Brother, wise!"

The rest of the assassins were overjoyed.

It is very easy for the nine of them to join forces to kill the ordinary disciples of the Mo family. Moreover, they don't need to fight head-on. They can choose to poison them.

......

After half a stick of incense, Yongning Town.

A large and luxurious Che Luan stopped in front of the largest restaurant in the town.

At the same time, there were several horses that stopped.

"Master, Yongning Town is here, let's get out of the car."

"it is good!"

Amidst the conversation, Han Chen and Yan Lingji walked out of the carriage.Dongjun followed closely behind.

Dongjun and Yanlingji are both magnificent beauties.Especially the hot Yan Lingji, whose appearance is extremely enchanting, immediately attracts the attention of people in the streets and alleys.

"Look, these two girls are so beautiful!"

"I really envy this young man who has such a beautiful woman by his side, and there are two of them."

"Keep your voice down. This kind of person is either rich or expensive. We ordinary people can't afford to provoke them at all."

"Look at the servants around him, all of them are masters, it's too scary."

People in the small town talked a lot and were full of jealousy towards Han Chen and the others. They didn't dare to move forward and could only watch from a distance.

"Sir, I have already greeted the shopkeeper. You can dine at any time, and I have already booked several guest rooms in Tianzizi." Mo Ya floated in front of Han Chen and reported.

"Okay, everyone is tired from running around these days, so take a good rest here today."

Han Chen nodded to Mo Ya, and then walked directly into the restaurant with Yan Lingji and others.

In the lobby of the restaurant, everyone sat down by master and servant, and began to eat slowly.

This restaurant is not too big, but fortunately, the drinks are good and the dishes are fresh, which suits Han Chen's appetite.

After finally walking out of the desolate Gobi, everyone naturally wanted to drink to their heart's content.Wushuanggui and Shengqi also drank heavily.

suddenly!

Dongjun's beautiful eyes flashed, he put down his chopsticks, and looked out the door.

"It's such a strong breath...mythical realm!"

The mythical powerhouses can clearly sense each other when they walk into a certain range, and Dongjun is like this.

"The visitor is not good!"

Sheng Qi, who was raising a bowl to drink, frowned suddenly, subconsciously, clenched the giant gate standing on the wall, and looked sideways at the door.

He is already half a step into the realm of mythology, and he has already begun to be sensitive to the breath of mythological powerhouses.

One must know that mythical powerhouses are absolutely rare, even if you look at the whole world, they are extremely rare. This Yongning Town is just an ordinary town.

However, as soon as everyone came here, a mythical powerhouse appeared.

Chapter 2 Confucianism and Mohist Controversy (3/[-])

"In his hand is... Mo Mei?"

Han Chen, who was sitting at the table, looked towards the door, his eyes narrowed slightly.

I saw an old man in black at the door, wearing a bamboo hat, his eyes were piercing, his right hand had strange bones, there were six fingers, and he held a sharp black sword in his hand.

"Six-fingered black man!"

Han Chen's pupils shrank, "I really didn't expect that when I first arrived in this small town of Qi State, I would meet a master of this level."

A smile rose from the corner of his mouth, watching the Black Man with Six Fingers walk into the restaurant, Han Chen picked up his glass and drank slowly.

Yan Lingji, Wu Shuanggui and others around him seemed to be nonchalant on the surface, but in fact, they were all locked on to the Black Man with Six Fingers, and they were silently on guard in their hearts.

When a peerless powerhouse like Six Fingers Heixia suddenly appeared in the restaurant, they had no choice but to take it seriously.

"Xiao Er, let me have a side dish and a pot of sake."

"Okay, be objective, please come inside!"

Hearing Xiao Er's reply, Six Fingers Heixia nodded, lowered his hat slightly with his hands, turned around and walked into the lobby, glanced at Han Chen who was opposite, his eyes flashed indiscernibly, and was directly at the opposite position.

At this time, the food and wine were not on the table yet, and the six-fingered black man picked up the teapot and rinsed the cup with the long-cooled tea. The eyes hidden under the bamboo hat did not look at the cup, but placed it on Han Chen, thinking from the bottom of his heart.

"This boy is obviously at the top of the fifth level, but his aura is extremely restrained, which actually makes me feel like looking at flowers in a fog."

"Looking at the whole world, there are not many young people with this level of cultivation!"

"Not long ago, some disciples sent news that Han Chen, the great Confucian sage, had already left Qin State for this year's Autumn Sacrifice Ceremony. According to the time calculation, he should also have arrived in Qi State."

"Han Chen is rumored to be surrounded by a cloud of masters, but beside this young man, there are five supreme masters and a mythical powerhouse."

Thinking of this, Six Fingers Heixia can already conclude that the young man opposite is Han Chen.

"Objective, here comes your food and drink."

"Second Brother, I'll give you fifty dollars to treat the young man across the street to a drink, and the rest of the money will be yours."

"Thank you for being objective, this matter is on me."

Xiaoer was overjoyed, he couldn't close his mouth from ear to ear, and nodded again and again.

At this time, Han Chen's side!

Yan Lingji said in a low voice: "Master, the sword in this person's hand should be the token of the giant of the Mo family, Mo Mei."

Dong Jun said leisurely: "This person is born with six fingers on his right hand, and his cultivation is in the realm of mythology. Even if he is compared with me, he is not far behind. He should be the contemporary giant of the Mohist school, the six-fingered black man."

"Yes, he is the Black Man with Six Fingers."

Han Chen nodded, and said: "My Confucianism and his Mohism, although they are all schools of thought, and they are called two great schools, but they have different ideas and have never intersected. The six-fingered black man should just pass by here." That's all."

The implication is that he didn't come for us, so we don't need to pay too much attention to it.

Yan Lingji, Dong Jun, Sheng Qi, Mo Ya and others nodded their heads and put down their guard at the same time.

They are all martial arts masters, with proficient and deep skills, and they all talk through sound transmission. The Black Man with Six Fingers is two tables away from them, so naturally they can't hear them.

The waiter in the shop walked up to Han Chen with a glass of hot wine, bowed and said with a smile, "Objective, the gentleman opposite wants to buy you a glass of wine."