Within a radius of ten feet of Guizhen Tower, it is regarded as a forbidden place by the Yanhuang Wu League and no one is allowed to approach it.

Because of this, this wooden building, which is as sharp as a sword, stands out among the buildings, with a certain meaning of independence.

Just like Du Huaizhen himself.

For the countless people who are struggling in the secular world, Du Huaizhen is more of a symbol than a concrete image.

He is the well-deserved strongest man in the Yanhuang martial arts world, and he is also the Dinghai Shenjian who suppresses the country's destiny.

Over the past hundred years, Du Huaizhen has experienced many difficulties and obstacles, countless deaths and deaths, and countless deaths with many enemies, which has finally established his current status.

If the martial arts world is compared to the brilliant starry sky above your head, then among the stars in the sky, Du Huaizhen must be the brightest one.

So many years have passed, and no one knows how strong Du Huaizhen is.

The new waves of the Yangtze River push forward the old waves, and the new generation replaces the old ones.

However, even if generations of strong men rise like comets, domineering the world, no one can shake Du Huaizhen's throne.

A hundred years ago, he emerged and won the strongest;

A hundred years later, he sat alone in the clouds, as always.

This century is the era of Du Huaizhen.

Whenever you enter Zhige Garden and see the warriors in Guizhen Tower, they are all in awe, subconsciously relax their steps, hold their breath, fearing that they will disturb the number one person in the world.

Dingdong!

Dingdong!

Dingdong!

The breeze blew gently, swaying the wind chime, making a pleasant sound.

Amid the sound of the wind chime, a slender young man in white clothes walked through the pavilions and pavilions and came to Guizhen Building.

This young man is obviously a man, but he has long waist-length hair, black and shiny, scattered behind his head like a waterfall. With his handsome face as beautiful as a demon, it is enough to make countless women fascinated and ashamed of themselves.

He didn't walk fast, but once he took a step, he was several meters away, like flowing clouds and water, and his whole body felt a sense of laziness and calmness.

The young man came to the front of the stone tablet with the word "Rewarding Truth", clasped his fists with his hands, and bowed respectfully: Master, news came from the Bigang City branch that Xue Xuanyuan was dead.

There was silence in the building.

The young man seemed to have been accustomed to this, and he still kept bending down and bowing. He did not get up for a long time, and even the expression on his face did not change at all.

Time passed, and ten minutes passed in a blink of an eye.

If it were someone else, after waiting for so long, he might have started to think randomly or turn around and leave.

But the young man always stood there, looking at his nose, his nose, his mouth, his heart, his eyes were low and his expression was calm, like a statue without life.

Suddenly, a nasal sound without any emotion sounded in the young man's ears: Huh?

The nasal sound was very light, and it sounded like thunder in the young man's ears.

So the young man's expression became more respectful and he lowered his head deeply: According to Xin Shiping, Xue Xuanyuan had fought fiercely before his death, and at the scene of his death, there were many corpses of members of the Hundred Ghost Sect and genetically modified people, one of whom was Afredo, the fifth god master of the Gods Society.

Where is Yu Miaoce? The voice asked faintly.

The young man replied simply and neatly: I don’t know where I am.

It's missing, not missing.

Two different statements represent completely opposite meanings.

The voice asked again: Who did Xue Xuanyuan die?

On Xue Xuanyuan, the scars left by the Bajiquan Xingyiquan and the Hunyuan Five Elements Hit were found. Only Lin Chong met this condition and had a grudge against the Baigui Gate.

The young man's tone was slow and slow, without a single word of redundant nonsense: Lin Chong, a member of Beidou, codenamed Pojun, had followed the Qin scholar to practice for a period of time. He retired from the army half a year ago and then became famous. After dozens of battles of all sizes and big, he never lost. The Baigui Sect was seriously injured in his hands, and all the ghosts were lost in the six days. He killed the true master of Wuji Sect Ling Feiyu in public on the life and death ring, and took the initiative to challenge Wuji Sect and retreated unstoppably. Because of the above achievements, he was listed on the Tianjiao List by the Wu Alliance and temporarily ranked third.

The young man said that Lin Chong's glorious achievements were well-known and obviously made some hard work.

After listening to the young man's story, the Guizhen Building fell into a long silence again.

The roof, the ninth floor.

This is a quiet room of more than ten square meters. Apart from the futon in the middle, there is no extra debris, and there is no sandalwood in the air.

The windows were covered by heavy curtains, which were airtight and blocked by light.

A thin figure sat cross-legged on the cushion, his face hidden in the shadow, looking blurry, his whole person seemed to be integrated with the darkness, his breath was indifferent and ethereal, and his sense of existence was almost gone.

After a long time, a dull voice came from the figure, crossing a hundred meters away, accurately reaching the young man: If it doesn't matter to the overall situation, he doesn't have to pay attention to it, so he can go.

Yes, master.

The young man's eyes froze, and his thoughts flashed in an instant, and he asked respectfully: Baigui Sect was originally one of the hidden sects, but he has been doing evil deeds over the years and has done things against each other. Considering the dangers of Xue Xuanyuan and Yu Miaoce, the Wu Alliance has been patient until now. Now Xue Xuanyuan is dead, Yu Miaoce is missing, and Baigui Sect is dead in name only. Should he be removed from the list and inform the world?

After waiting for a moment, the young man got the answer he wanted, with only one word: May.

Does the master have any other instructions? If not, the disciple will take his leave.

The young man stared at the ground and never raised it from beginning to end. This shows how high Du Huaizhen's status and power are in his mind.

Du Huaizhen, who was sitting high on the roof, slowly opened her eyes.

As he opened his eyes, the huge and vast aura instantly enveloped the entire Guizhen Building.

Deep in those eyes, the mysterious and inexplicable light flowed, as if you could see the changes of the world, the waves were born and the clouds were gone.

Du Huaizhen's pupils turned slightly and looked down. His indifferent and deep eyes seemed to penetrate the barrier of the curtain and landed on the young man at the bottom of the building.

The young man felt something and immediately knelt down on his knees and performed a great gift of protruding himself into the ground.

How long will the Yanhuang Martial Arts Association last? Du Huaizhen asked calmly.

Ten days.

The young man understood Du Huaizhen's personality of not being talkative, and he tried to use the words as briefly as possible.

Which session?

The 15th session.

The young man showed a smile from the bottom of his heart: Congratulations to Master, you have been in the Wu League for 60 years. How fortunate is that you can witness such a grand event.

The Yanhuang Martial Arts Association is held every four years, so young people say this.

Why are you happy if you are old but not dead?

Du Huaizhen closed his eyes again, and the terrifying aura that was like mountains and seas disappeared: Let's retreat, and wake me up when the time comes.

Yes, the disciple retired.
Chapter completed!