Chapter two hundred and sixty-eight: the rivers and lakes fight, the devil is on the dragon island
In one day, the world was in trouble.
The mainstay of the martial arts world for more than ten years, most of the giants from all walks of life have died. The elites of both good and evil have been lost, and they are all buried in Baijian Villa.
Until now, there are many bones there, and even the corpse capital cannot tell who is who is, which is shocking the world.
In this way, I don’t know how many forces are in name only. For example, the "only sect" that dominated the south, the sect leader Wu Er and most of his confidants have gone and returned. Once the news came out, it was rebelled and divided by countless people, and there was a constant turmoil.
There are also Tianshan and Tianchi's twelve evil spirits who all died. The land without a master will naturally attract others' covetment.
As well as nearly thirty sects and gangs of all sizes in the world, all of them were empty internally and their strength was greatly reduced. The whole world was instantly in chaos, and all sides fought constantly, trying to fight for the martial arts world and power.
Among them, some people took this opportunity to hold a "Hero Conference", which was intended to discuss how to get out of this catastrophe, the owner of the evil sword.
But what is even more surprising is that hundreds of people from Baijian Villa have now disappeared as if they have disappeared out of thin air, and even the villa has disappeared.
Some people say they died in that catastrophe, some people say they saw two terrible figures fighting in the sky, and they also saw a face hanging in the sky, perhaps like a fish that was affected, they died in the aftermath.
Even Wuming searched the Central Plains and could not find the strange young man, everything seemed to have evaporated from the world.
But at this moment, it was in a constant state of chaos in the world.
In the northern Tianshan Mountains, an ice surface covering the sky first appeared, calling itself the leader of the Tianmen Sect, sweeping across the rivers and lakes with an unparalleled momentum, causing panic among all the forces.
In the south, a peerless strong man was also shocked. He was brunette and white, and his body was domineering. His aura was like a demon coming to the world, and his skills were even more unfathomable.
As soon as this man appeared, he swept across the southern martial arts world and gathered scattered forces. Looking at the world, no one could control him, most of which had not exceeded one move.
But what makes people feel even more incredible is that this person actually made him the three unique skills that Xiongba, the leader of the "Tianxia Association" in the past, relied on to spread the world.
They are Tianshuang Fist, Paiyun Palm, Feng Shen Leg, and the Three-point Magical Power.
Xiongba is not dead?
The overlord of the past reappeared in the world, shocking the world, but it attracted the Duanlang to come in a few days. The two were as deep as the sea of hatred.
"It's true that you are an old man. I have been wanting to avenge my revenge for so many years. Today I will settle it with you!"
Duan Lang escaped by chance in the catastrophe. He heard that Xiongba had not died, so he came to explore the truth and reality. His Huolin had been swallowed by the evil sword. He held only an ordinary long sword in his hand, and there was still someone walking with him.
"Duanlang, is this the domineering thing you call?"
The man who was walking with Duan Lang had an extraordinary look, with a hair half black and half red, and was wearing a fiery red battle robe, lined with a pitch-black armor, and was filled with a glossy look.
This person's eyes were cold, arrogant, and arrogant. Wherever he breathed, the wind roared around him.
Since he obtained the "Tao Heart Demon", Xiongba devoted himself to practice on the one hand, and secretly summoned forces to wait for a good opportunity. Now his skills have not only been restored, but also reached the peak. It is no longer comparable to those of the past. His white hair has reached the ground almost quickly, and his face has the appearance of rejuvenation. For more than ten years, he has not yet looked old, but has become younger, and a trace of evil marks on his eyebrows is even stronger.
Seeing Duan Lang, Xiong domineeringly: "I said who is it? It turns out that it is you, the traitor. Today I will clear the portal!"
He looked at the person beside Duanlang, and the man was also looking at him.
"Who are you?"
"I am a god general, Duan Lang's master!"
The man claimed to be a genius general, and never thought that he was Duan Lang's master.
"It's also the one who killed you!"
The last sentence is full of storm and murderous intent and a ferocious smile.
When facing the two, Xiongba not only did not have any fear, but his breath rose. "Okay, I will use your life to announce my strength to the world today."
As soon as the words came to an end, Master Duanlang and his disciples suddenly felt a strange force emerge from the void, as if they were trapped in a mud, and they were unable to move.
The eyes were empty, and Xiongba had already bullied him.
"Bang!"
He raised his palms together and landed on the chests of the two of them. When the palms were exhaled, the strong wind suddenly aroused under their feet, and the ground cracked.
"Haha, okay, I haven't felt such a weighty palm for many years!"
The god general was so arrogant that he smiled wildly. He did not see any damage. He could only withdraw from Duanlang, coughing up blood in his mouth, and rolling to the ground.
"You laughed too early!"
Xiongba looked calm, his eyes were cold, his eyes were bright like a flame of bear fire, and his white hair was flying. He pressed the five fingers of his left hand on the chest and suddenly buckled it slightly, turning his palm into claws. A terrifying force gathered between his fingers, like a ball of black gas, as if he could crush everything and divide gold and jade.
"Puff!"
The left hand instantly broke the chest of the general, bringing out a burst of passion and a bright red heart.
"I have been making great progress in my three-point magical power for so many years. In the world, any internal force is just like paper in front of me, and it will be broken at once."
Xiongba clenched his five fingers, and the heart in his hand instantly shattered into flesh paste, and then his one arm shook again. The body of the gods was torn apart like a rag in an instant. His body slowly floated off the ground and stood in the air.
"It's your turn, Duanlang!"
Duan Lang's expression changed terriblely, and he covered his chest with shock. He knew the weight of the god general, but who had thought that the master who had been arrogant before, who claimed to be invincible in the "world-destroying demon body" was now so straightforward.
"Aren't your skills disabled? How could you become so strong in more than ten years?"
"Haha, let you understand today!"
Xiongba was blunt with his hands, and the essence of heaven and earth suddenly surged in, and then his eyebrows were bright, as if he had opened a door, and in a trance, he seemed to see a phantom sitting cross-legged.
The phantom is a finger from the air.
A black line instantly penetrated from Xiongba’s eyebrows and hit Duanlang’s heart. He didn’t even scream. He saw Duanlang scattered from his clothes like weathered sand and stones, killing him on the spot, and his body of essence, qi, blood and flesh were all broken down like dust.
"Haha, the soul has been born. Who else in this world can compete with me!"
...
On the vast ocean.
A huge wooden boat was walking through the wind and waves.
"...Who else can beat me!"
Looking at the picture that emerged from the bamboo slips, the growing skills of Xiongba, and the instantly killed divine general and Duan Lang, Ji Shenxiu raised her eyebrows, was a little surprised and a little surprised. "The three-point magic skill can actually have such power? It's just like the Five Thunder Transformation Hand. It's really a surprise. It seems that you don't have to gather the seven martial arts together, you can try it!"
The battle ended, and Ji Shenxiu also joined the bamboo slips.
"It's almost time to harvest!"
Outside the quiet room, Aotian hurriedly walked in.
"Sir, there is a group of unknown people ahead, warning you not to enter again!"
"The person who comes is stopping. Shenlong Island does not welcome outsiders. Retreat quickly, and don't miss it yourself!" A thick voice came from the distant island like a dragon roar. The depth of skill is simply rare.
Ji Shenxiu stood up, walked out, and vomited lightly at the same time: "Get back!"
The whispers echoed like the sound of the wind, and they immediately saw the people of the aquatic race who were blocking the way retreating like a demon, like puppets and puppets.
"court death!"
Seeing this scene, there was a roar in the distance, and then listened:
"Divine Water Art!"
On the sea, I suddenly saw the surging storm, as if it could cover the sky and the sun. The tsunami torrent was rising straight, and it was almost a hundred feet high and a thousand acres of sea water pressed towards everyone.
Chapter completed!