Time flies.

A few days passed in a blink of an eye.

News of Lin Chong killing the dragon spread wildly.

The entire Yanhuang martial arts world was in great shock.

Who is the one who captures a dragon?

The Supreme Elder of the Yuhe Sect, the Grand Master of Danjin in the Yuan Realm of the Five Qi Dynasty, the leader of the martial arts world of the White Eagle Federation, and a super strong man who is famous overseas.

Any title is enough for ordinary warriors to look up and worship.

However, such a powerful person died at the hands of Lin Chong.

Who is Lin Chong?

The strongest man of the younger generation, the promising star of tomorrow, the heir appointed by Du Huaizhen, the youngest Grandmaster of Danjin, and the second leader of the Yanhuang Wu League.

When it comes to Lin Chong, the word "young" is inseparable.

Because compared to those old monsters, he is indeed too young.

No one questioned Lin Chong's strength, and his past achievements were the best proof.

But, how did he do it?

After counting, four super strong men, including Xue Xuanyuan, Gong Yuanlong, Guanhe and Qinlong, fell into Lin Chong's hands in just a few months.

Is he the nemesis of the Grand Master?

The nameless barren mountain located near Fuxi Town, because Lin Chong fought with Qinlong, suddenly became the new holy place in the Yanhuang martial arts world. Countless warriors go to the Hajj every day.

The originally unknown and remote and backward Fuxi Town suddenly became prosperous.

As the only teahouse in the town, Xinglong Teahouse finally became a prosperous business and made a fortune every day.

Although the door opened early in the morning, there were few guests. Unlike now, every day, from morning to night, the passengers from all over the world are crowded with tourists from all over the world, and they are all generous and proud.

This earth-shaking change is like a pie falling from the sky for residents of small towns who have little knowledge.

They didn't understand what was going on at first.

It was not until they got to know the passengers that they plucked the courage to strike indirectly that they finally realized it.

It turned out that two gods had fought in the barren mountain next to the town not long ago.

"Just say it!"

Old Man Li, a native of Fuxi Town, slapped his thigh hard: "That day, Nong was sleeping at home, suddenly heard thunder in the sky, and quickly got up and put away his clothes. As a result, the sun was very strong outside, Nong thought his ear was wrong."

"I heard it too."

Old Man Zhao, who grew up with Old Man Li, took a sip of dry tobacco and clasped his rough fingers on his feet: "I think the fireworks are on the mountain, so I'm going to go over and take a look."

"Fortunately, you didn't go, the gods fought and the mortals suffered."

Old Man Li patted the old brother on the shoulder: "I won't see you."

Old Man Zhao glanced at Old Man Li, who was unrestrained, knocked on the soles of the dry tobacco pipe, narrowing his slightly cloudy eyes: "That's it, are there really gods in the world?"

"Should be there?"

Old Man Li hesitated for a moment, but immediately looked affirmative: "So many people say there is, then there must be! But Nong and You have never seen each other!"

"I really want to see what the gods look like..."

Old Man Zhao, who once met Lin Chong in Xinglong Teahouse, looked full of hope.

Three young men in practice clothes walked past the two old men and accidentally heard their chat.

"immortal?"

One of the young men with fair skin and tall figure couldn't help but complain: "Are these ordinary people too ignorant? It's obviously a battle between super strong people, but they actually said it was a fight between gods?"

Another young man with a strong temperament retorted casually: "I think they are right. The Grand Master of Danjin can move around and go high. In the eyes of ordinary people, aren't they just gods?"

"In ancient times, super strong people above the Grand Master of Danjin were called land gods by the world."

The tall boy's lips moved, trying to argue with his companions, but he couldn't find a reasonable wording, so he had to let out a soft hum and turn his head open.

"Have you ever received the consent of your parents when you come out this time?" A handsome boy asked quietly behind the tall boy.

The other two teenagers looked at each other and shook their heads at the same time.

"That's great, it turns out you guys sneaked out."

The handsome boy breathed a sigh of relief, and a happy smile appeared on his childish face: "I don't have to be criticized by myself at last."

"No prospect!"

The tall boy raised his hand and knocked his head on the pretty boy, and said with a grudge: "Our idol is Mr. Lin Chong. You are so timid. Aren't you slandering our idol?"

"That's right!"

The strong boy immediately said, "How brave, fearless, and strong, you should stop claiming to be a fan of Your Excellency Lin Chong in the future!"

Tears were rolling in the eyes of the handsome boy, and he shouted in a crying voice: "I am not! I am a fan of Your Excellency Lin Chong! I will go home and tell grandpa you bullied me!"

When he heard that the handsome boy was about to complain to his parents, the tall boy looked at each other and quickly hugged the handsome boy's shoulders from left to right, and apologized repeatedly.

"Don't cry, don't cry."

"We're kidding you."

"Are you embarrassed to cry when you look at so many people?"

After finally comforting his companions, the two teenagers lost interest in shopping and returned to the teahouse dejectedly.

At this moment, the teahouse was already full. They squeezed into the crowd and barely found a corner to squat down.

"Do you know why Lord Lin Chong and Qin Long fought for life and death here?"

In the middle of the teahouse, a middle-aged warrior with a blushing face was talking, his voice sounded like a loud bell.

Everyone shook their heads in unison.

"This matter has to start a long time ago."

The middle-aged warrior deliberately kept a secret: "How long has it been? It was not until then that Yanhuang Martial Alliance had not been established, and Your Excellency Du Huaizhen is not the Martial Saint of the State."

"Let's talk quickly!"

"Stop keeping it aside. If you don't tell me, brothers will leave!"

"Everyone is precious, and I will go to the holy land later. If you talk about it, be careful that I will beat you up!"

Everyone expressed their dissatisfaction in a verbal manner, and even more irritable temper, they began to roll up their sleeves.

The middle-aged warrior was not afraid at all, and even picked up the teacup in front of him and took a sip.

After drinking, he suddenly glared at the person who was making the most fun. Master Huajin's aura burst out: "Who the hell do you call yourself in front of me? If you have the ability, say it again!"

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

The man was immediately scared. He was just the peak of the dark spirit. How dare he go against the Grandmaster Huajin? It was not that the birthday boy hanged himself and thought he had a long life:

"I have eyes but no beads under my eyes and fart them all over my mouth. Please don't remember the villain's mistakes and forgive my offense."

After saying that, the man slapped himself a few times.
Chapter completed!