Zongwu: Two Thousand Years Later, I Will Be the Emperor of Heaven!

　　The sympathy of qi and machine, a trace of residual energy passed to Bai Feng, this noble and elegant killer, with a pain in his chest, took a step back.

　　puff!

　　When he smashed the white phoenix feather blade with the protective sword energy, Dugu Qiufeng, who was incarnated as the divine sword, also shot at the volleyed black crow.

　　Based on sword intent and sword qi as a representation, the phantom of the sword is aimed at Mo Ya's claws, in the center of the palm.

　　Mo Ya's skill is extraordinary, and his hands are trained to the point where the sword is hard to hurt. After being attacked by the illusory Qi sword, crystal blood beads still seep out of his palm, and his slender body fights in mid-air, returning to Bai Feng's side.

　　Your Majesty is right, we cannot underestimate the masters of the world!

　　After waking up, Mo Ya and Bai Feng recruited masters for Ying Yu and took over the forces of the Xiaoyao faction.

　　Unconsciously, the two of them developed arrogance, thinking that the masters two thousand years later were nothing more than this.

　　Even though Ying Yu warned them many times, they still didn't make them really take it seriously.Now, the two of them have joined forces, and they can't take down a 'junior' they casually run into. Fang has shattered their arrogance! .

Chapter 19

　　Tick ​​tock!

　　Mo Ya Bai Feng was shocked by Dugu Qiu's kendo cultivation level; Dugu Qiu defeat was also secretly shocked, restrained the overflowing sword energy, and blood dripped from the corner of his mouth.

　　He has traversed the rivers and lakes for decades, and he has defeated all the heroes under the sword.

　　In today's world, it is easy for heaven and man to do nothing, and the great master is already the strongest master that most people in the martial arts know.

　　Such as Da Sui 'Sanren' Ning Daoqi, Gaoli 'Yijian Master' Fu Cailin, Da Song Power Gang leader Li Chenzhou and so on!

　　Today, when they met on a narrow road, the two great masters actually acted as guards for such a young man, and there was a woman who was half a step in heaven.

　　Who are they?

　　"Mo Ya, Bai Feng, stop!"

　　Ying Yu deliberately borrowed Dugu's hand to seek defeat to teach Mo Ya and Bai Feng a lesson.

　　"Yes, Master."

　　Mo Ya and Bai Feng agreed and returned to Ying Yu.

　　"Two great masters actually serve as servants of a congenital master?" Dugu Qiubai pursed his lips, disdainfully.

　　"This has nothing to do with Your Excellency Sword Demon." Mo Ya Bai Feng's expression remained unchanged, Ying Yu said indifferently, "Introduce myself, this seat is called Ying Yu."

　　"Ying Yu?" When Dugu Qiufei heard the name, he immediately thought of the legendary emperor two thousand years ago, and then he thought it was just the same name.

　　"It turned out to be a descendant of Da Qin. It seems that in the troubled world, Qin people are not willing to be lonely anymore!"

　　Dugu Qiufei thoughtfully looked at Mo Ya, Bai Feng, and the half-step heavenly man Li Canghai, who was similar in skill to himself. He naturally regarded Ying Yu as a descendant of the Great Qin Empire that was destroyed five hundred years ago. Moya Baifeng Li Canghai is regarded as a master cultivated by the Qin Dynasty.

　　"Ha ha."

　　Ying Yu knew that Dugu Qiuwei would think so, smiled, but did not correct it.

　　The originally tense atmosphere, like a barrel full of gunpowder, was eased a little by Ying Yu's laughter.

　　"Everyone, can I go now?"

　　A small white and tender hand was raised, and the girl whom Dugu begged to save boldly said, "I...I'm going to find my sister!"

　　When it comes to her sister, the girl's eyes are full of determination in despair.

　　Bandits attacked, and parents left their sisters behind for their sons.From now on, her sister is her only relative.

　　"Girl, what's your name?"

　　Ying Yu looked at the girl, feeling that the scene was a little familiar, and asked.

　　"I... my name is Dongfang Bai!" The girl was just at the age of leaving the pavilion. Facing a handsome and flawless man like Ying Yu, her tender white cheeks floated shyly, and she murmured.

　　"Dongfang Bai?" Ying Yu murmured this name, her eyes were far away, and it fell into Li Canghai's eyes, causing her cherry lips to purse, and she became jealous.

　　It was her!

　　Ying Yu first obtained the power of Canglong Qisu, and then refined the essence of the four auspicious beasts. The foundation is so deep that even if ancient goddesses such as Nuwa and Jiutian Xuannv were reborn, they would be inferior by a few points.

　　This name is in the ear, and soon a memory is pulled from the memory of later generations.

　　"Girl, you can't find your sister when you return to your original place." Not caring about Li Canghai's jealousy, Ying Yu said to Dongfang Bai, "However, she should still be alive."

　　Bang!

　　Dongfang Bai knew that a big man like Ying Yu had no interest in deceiving a little girl like him, and immediately his delicate body trembled, and his jade face turned pale.

　　"Your Excellency Sword Demon, this girl has excellent bones and good aptitude." Ying Yu faced Dugu and begged for defeat, "I don't know, are you interested in accepting an apprentice?"

　　"Forehead?"

　　Dugu Qiufei naturally also found that the woman beside him had excellent qualifications, and the idea of ​​accepting apprentices was unprecedented.

　　"Girl, would you like to be my teacher? As long as you are willing to be my teacher, the old man will pass on your skills."

　　When Dongfang Bai heard Dugu begging for defeat, he immediately knelt down and kowtowed three times at Dugu begging for defeat.

　　"Disciple Dongfang Bai, meet the master!"

　　"Hahaha, good!"

　　Dugu Qiufei accepted an excellent disciple, reached out and helped Dongfang Bai up, "Teacher, follow the teacher back to Heimuya."

　　"Ah."

　　Dongfang Baiqiao nodded vigorously and followed Dugu Qiufeng step by step.

　　"Ying Yu, what are you going to do in the Qing Dynasty, I don't know what this old man will do."

　　Dugu Qiufei walked very fast, with his back to Ying Yu and the others, and after taking Dongfang Baixing for more than ten feet, he slammed his footsteps and delivered the last sentence with profound skill.

　　"Then thank the main body of Dugu Sect for your forgiveness!" Ying Yu replied.

　　"Master, is this Sword Demon Dugu seeking defeat, the leader of the leading evil sect in the Qing Dynasty, the Sun Moon God Cult?"

　　When Dugu Qiufeng completely disappeared from the field of vision and could not perceive the sharp and majestic sword qi, Mo Ya, who applied the wound medicine on both palms, said to Ying Yu.

　　Ying Yu said: "Apart from him, who else?"

　　Bai Feng asked suspiciously, "Master, why didn't you kill him? As long as Miss Canghai takes action and gathers the strength of the three of us, it will be enough to kill him here!"

　　"Idiot!" Ying Yu gave Bai Feng a roll of eyes, "What's the benefit of killing Dugu and seeking defeat? Now that our forces are still in the initial stage, we shouldn't make enemies everywhere."

　　"Uh?" Bai Feng, who was born as a killer, realized that he was wrong, and couldn't help but feel embarrassed.

　　"Mo Ya, how many people have you recruited now?" Ying Yu's expression froze, regaining his majesty as the Qin Emperor, and said solemnly.

　　"Master, hundreds of stragglers in Daqing Jianghu have surrendered to us, including more than [-] congenital masters. In addition, relying on the Xiaoyao faction provided by Canghai girl, a news network is also well established. Now, there is only one thing we need to consider. ."

　　"Choose where to start, right?" Ying Yu said to himself.

　　Li Canghai, who had been silent for a long time, couldn't help but prove his existence, "Could it be that you have already thought of where to go?"

　　"Of course!" Ying Yu's expression was wise, and a white jade finger stuck out, pointing into the distance.

　　Just a single finger, but it has the strange magic power of pointing the country, attracting the eyes of the other three people present, and their hearts are surrendered.

　　…………

　　Tianshan!

　　The Qing Empire, the famous anti-Qing Fu Ming force - the resident of the Tianshan faction.

　　Decades ago, the love affair between Zhuo Yihang, the head of the Southern Branch of the Tianshan Sect, Yuluosha Lian Nishang, and Wudang Gaozu, who entered the Daming territory from the Song Dynasty, is still talked about by countless people in all corners of the world.

　　In the cold and icy Tianshan Mountains, at night, even the disciples of the Tianshan School who have lived here for generations, and even the surrounding herdsmen, are reluctant to go out easily.

　　Tonight, a melee broke out at the foot of the Tianshan Mountains.

　　clang!clang!clang!

　　The sound of swords clashing one after another echoed in the silent night sky.

　　Two swordsmen armed with shining swords fought fiercely.

　　One of them, rebellious and rebellious, has a sword engraved with dragon patterns, and the sharpness of the sword can cut off the light of the moon and stars.

　　The other is handsome, with a sword like a rainbow, and the hilt of the sword can be changed at will, like a flowing waterfall. .

Chapter 20

　　The dragon swordsman Chu Zhaonan and the Tianpu swordsman Mu Lang!

　　The two were both disciples of Yue Mingke, Master Huiming, the head of the Tianshan Sect.

　　In this battle, they were all ruthless.

　　Mu Lang unfolded a set of wind-chasing swordsmanship. The sword moves were sharp and changeable, only attacking but not defending. The combination of the Heavenly Waterfall Sword in his palm was flawless. As far as the sword's edge could reach, even with the fierce wind of the Tianshan Mountains, it was inferior by a few points.

　　Chu Zhaonan used the Tianshan swordsmanship to gather the strengths of each family, with a total of [-] hands.

　　The Youlong Sword and the Heavenly Waterfall Sword frequently clashed, shooting endless sparks, spinning up and down, adding a little light to the night sky.

　　Tear!

　　Chu Zhao's southward travel dragon sword whistled, as if the dragon pattern was revived. With a quick fight, he broke through Mu Lang's Heavenly Waterfall Sword after dozens of strokes, leaving a sword mark in the heart of his junior brother.

　　If the sword edge moved forward a few inches, Mu Lang would not only die under the sword of this senior brother.

　　Chu Zhaonan acted mercilessly, as if the person in front of him was not the same disciple, but a mortal enemy.

　　Before Mu Lang could take his breath away, Chu Zhaonan's dragon palm was approaching the door, and the force of the palm never left his chest.

　　At the juncture of life and death, Mu Lang could only attack with the same palm.

　　Their palms crossed each other, Mu Lang and Chu Zhaonan both had innate cultivation, and a little aftershock swayed and fell on the snow that had not melted for a hundred years.

　　Countless snow piled up into the sky, and then turned into crystal snowflakes and fell down, forming a snowy rain for several feet.

　　Wow!

　　Mu Lang's inner strength was about to be inferior to Chu Zhaonan, and he retreated involuntarily, his mouth opened wide, blood spit out, and snow fell.