This is the rhythm of unifying the world.

The people behind it are extremely ambitious.

He wants to devour the entire martial arts world and dreams of becoming the master of martial arts.

However, Chen Bufan has a true dragon destiny and is destined to be a martial overlord.

When two masters fight, one of them will be injured.

Or you must die!

It is still unknown who is in charge of ups and downs and who is proud of the world.

There have been true dragon fortunes appearing in the world before, but they failed.

It became a grain of dust in the long river of history, quickly submerged and forgotten, leaving nothing behind, and even its name was rarely remembered.

It's really hard to judge and jump to conclusions about what will happen this time.

Since then, Chen Bufan's rise to dominance has also begun.

You will be at the top of the mountain, and you will have a panoramic view of the mountains.

Whether we can reach the top of the mountain and respond to a hundred calls, we can only wait and see.

…

"You're here just in time. As long as you're fifty meters away from Luofei City, shoot an arrow for me."

"clear!"

"Throwers ready!" Hong Shiyu shouted.

"exist!"

"Throw them together with bows and arrows, and hit them on the head."

Bombs should be thrown at crowded places.

Even though those monsters are tenacious, having their legs blown off will make them lose their fighting ability.

Blast the upper body to pieces, the effect will be better.

As long as the firepower is enough, it is a dog basket.

Not enough to be afraid of.

Nothing to worry about.

The people from the Demon Hall arrived in an instant, and the archers no longer hesitated and began to draw their bows and shoot arrows one by one.

"Whoosh whoosh!"

The sky was filled with arrows, which were as dense as a heavy rain.

Then came the bomb.

Throw them out one by one.

"Bang!!!"

"Boom!"

“Bang bang bang!”

Uncle Xu was drinking some wine and chattering, feeling very happy.

The following things seem to have nothing to do with him.

He holds a meat dish with his chopsticks and brings it to his mouth. If it falls on his body, he doesn't mind it being dirty, so he picks it up and eats it.

How beautiful and wonderful.

"I was too impatient. I started drinking too quickly, and half of the jar was almost gone."

"You must take your time, otherwise how would you watch this show? Wouldn't it be boring like cucumbers?"

There was an explosion outside the city and the sky was dark, and the fire was rising.

A monster is a monster, even if its body is covered with fire, it is still charging.

They will not stop until they are burnt on the outside and tender on the inside, until they lose the breath of life.

The sound of the explosion sent the blasted dirt flying all over the place, creating craters and devastation.

The corpses were lying next to each other, and the scene was messy and bloody.

Most people really can't stand it.

If you don't spit out the overnight meal, it will burn with incense.

Intestines, internal organs, stumps and broken arms were in a mess, like hell on earth.

Half of the 20,000 weirdos were wiped out in an instant.

Even those who seemed to be strong enough turned into scum under the fierce attack of gunpowder.

"Elder Hong, we don't have enough explosives." Someone quickly reported.

"Have all the bombs left behind by the young master been removed?"

"There's still more than half left."

"Idiot, why didn't you take them all out when I asked you to go? You idiot! You are a bastard who fails to accomplish anything and is prone to failure." Hong Shiyu was furious.

"Young Master needs to keep some of his things. There are still ten thousand people left. Elder Hong is afraid," Uncle Xu said leisurely while drinking a small drink.

"Where was that crazy energy before? Where was the hair shape before? You stand up."

"What the heck are you afraid of!" Hong Shiyu glared, "Open the city gate, rush with me, and kill these bastards and sons of bitches."

"Elder Hong, you need to be very skillful in your work. Instruct everyone to call on the heads of those monsters." Uncle Xu reminded.

"Uncle Xu, aren't you a housekeeper? How do you know so much?" Hong Shiyu asked, squinting his eyes.

"I've eaten more salt than you have eaten rice, and I've walked a lot more bridges than you have walked. I'm not blind. After intensive attacks, it's not difficult to see that the weak point of these weirdos is their heads.

department."

It's somewhat of an exaggeration.

Hong Shiyu is not a child or a young man. Even if Uncle Xu is older, he cannot be twenty years older.

If you have eaten more salt than rice, you may have cerebral thrombosis.

"Uncle Xu, aren't you an outsider?" Hong Shiyu asked in a daze.

"I don't dare to be an expert, but my management is first-rate. As long as I am here in the young master's mansion, my stay will be smooth."

Uncle Xu ate the food leisurely, "As for martial arts... let's take it down."

"If I could, I wouldn't have to clean people's rooms and do trivial things every day."

Uncle Xu pointed to his head, "I am smart and have a good brain. My mother only needs to look down on me..."

Before he finished speaking, Hong Shiyu came down from the tower.

The more he talks, the more arrogant he becomes, and the more he talks, the more embarrassing he becomes.

It's okay to raise him since he was a child. Why don't you have a mother-in-law?

How did you become an old bachelor?

You can't even handle a woman, and you don't even have a warm bed, so you call yourself smart?

Even if my previous wife dies, I can’t marry again?

From ancient times to the present, which smart man lacks women?

Brag about yourself.

Don't chat with people like this from now on, they're so annoying!

My father has been fond of me since I was little.

The people of the Double Saint Sect had already prepared for a massacre, and they had gathered tens of thousands of people.

At the same time, the archers serve as cover and shooting, giving them an absolute advantage to a certain extent.

The bombs are gone, but the source of fire is endless.

"Kakaka!" The city gate opened.

"Kill!" The two disciples of the Holy Sect rushed out.

All of them are dragons and tigers, and they kill decisively.

The war begins.

With tens of thousands of people fighting each other, the scene can't be called spectacular.

It also represents the river of blood and the disappearance of life.

In this kind of killing, death is inevitable.
To be continued...